There was a crisp sound, and the arched window glass shattered like butterflies. The cultists swarmed in. Some of them were wearing the robes of monk soldiers, and some were wearing the costumes of noble guards. Invariably, they all had cold faces.
The expression was like iron, and the sword in his hand shone with cold light. Two hundred years ago, at the beginning of the glorious era, the nobles of Eruin were all born and died with the ancestor Ek, and all of them were not skilled in bow and horse, but today's nobles of the kingdom
Most of them were drunk and dreaming. Facing these thugs, they were more like a falling wall and retreated one after another. For a while, they screamed and roared in fear.
Among the crowd, only the princess and her party stood still, like rocks in the ebbing tide; the nobles still remembered the majesty of the royal family, and even if they retreated, they all avoided His Highness Griffith, and the other Grand Dukes of Anlek were the same.
situation, but precisely because of this, they stood out in the hall. The cultists broke into the flock and used their knives to cut a bloody path in the crowd, as if they were cutting off not human limbs, but thorn branches, and blood flowed for a moment.
The flow turned into a river, and the screams of fear finally turned into mournful wails.
The half-elf girl's face was as iron as steel. No matter what, the people present were once her father's ministers, but now they have become the dead souls of the madmen. On the one hand, she was angry at the inaction of the temple, and on the other hand, she gently held the wolf beside her.
Sir's hand, "Lord Overwell."
"Your Highness the Princess." The Palace Chief's snow-white eyebrows raised, and he called out before her: "I know what order you are going to give, but I still ask you to take back your order and quickly go to a safe place. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time.
This is the area under the jurisdiction of the temple, so the chief priest will naturally give us an explanation, so we don’t have to go overboard."
"The ministers of the kingdom are bleeding and dying. When will it be the turn of the Cruz people to make irresponsible remarks on Eruin's internal affairs?" Princess Griffin turned back and asked coldly. At this moment, her aura seemed to be out of control.
The sword in its sheath was so powerful that it forced Macaro to choke him when he was about to speak. The cunning fox suddenly changed his expression, thinking that this princess was indeed well-deserved, but just by looking at her appearance, one would often be deceived by her weak side.
"Lord Overwell, separate the crowd!" Griffith said without changing her expression. She took the sword from her guard and held up her long silver hair with one hand, her movements clean and neat.
The nobles were eager to get out of the way, but as soon as they got out of the way, they revealed the ferocious cultists behind them. Macaro, who was bare-handed, couldn't help but scream something bad. It turned out that it was only then that they discovered the cultists who had entered the hall.
It turns out that they are all at least at the peak of Silver, and a few have even reached Gold level strength.
But it was unrealistic to retreat at this moment. Eruin, who was once a cunning fox, reacted very quickly and immediately roared: "Overwell, take the princess away, leave this place to us!"
Before he could finish speaking, a dark, slender broad-bladed sword had caught his eye.
"Ah, where did you get your sword?" Everyone was shocked when they saw Brando pulling out a sword nearly half a man's height from under his cloak; followers were not allowed to bring weapons, not even Lee Woods.
, Overwell, Macaro, and others did not have weapons in their hands, but this guy actually produced such a murderous weapon calmly, which really makes people unable to help but curse the security work of the temple for free.
Of course, they also mistakenly blamed the temple. Brando has a dimensional cave inherited from the dark priest Amman. Not to mention bringing a small Earth Sword, even a ballista can be loaded into it.
Brando didn't bother to pay attention to them. There was a familiar smell in the air. He subconsciously stood in front of Griffith and slashed forward with a sword. Everyone was stunned. Brando was slashing in the direction.
It was obviously air, but before they had time to react, a thin metal tremble penetrated the air, and Brando suddenly twisted in front of him, and the transparent air turned into a figure wearing a gray robe and holding a long sword.
assassin.
The assassin also had a dull look on his face, obviously not understanding how he was discovered.
But Leawoods remained silent. This was obviously not an invisibility spell, but some kind of special ability. As a magician who had entered the field of elements, he always had several detection spells, just invisibility spells.
It wasn't enough to hide it from his eyes; but just now, he didn't even realize the existence of the assassin at all, 'But how did this guy find out?' He looked at Brando, with deep eyes.
He couldn't help but reveal his deep doubts.
Of course Brando would not answer that he had dealt with these cross assassins. What he frowned was that these assassins were not cultists, but special troops produced in a principality near Eruin. That principality was a subsidiary of Cruz,
If there is anyone here who can mobilize these assassins, then the biggest suspect must be the Temple of Fire.
However, while thinking this, he did not move slowly at all. He bounced off the opponent's weapon with both hands, and then made a straight slash without any tricks - this style of fighting was very different from ordinary swordsmanship. The man was obviously completely
I didn't expect that Brando's swordsmanship was so lacking in beauty. He was so stunned that he didn't even have time to lift the sword, and was cut in half by a sword in his shock.
With a crash, blood and internal organs were scattered on the ground, and the long sword in the hands of the cultist also fell to the ground. Only then did everyone around them react. Overwell stared at Brando with dazzling eyes, but Macaro and Lee Woods
At the same time, they took a breath of air. They had more or less seen the improved military swordsmanship from Nymesis and Freya, but this was the first time they had seen such sharp and direct swordsmanship.
"You are Brando, Brando of Tonigel, right!" Her Royal Highness the Princess is extremely smart. Originally, the characteristics of the Earth Sword in Brando's hand were very obvious. Now that I see his swordsmanship, there is nothing else.
Suspicious, he immediately frowned and asked.
Brando was startled, and turned back to look at the future actual leader of Eruin, Griffith, with some kind of expectation on his soft face. Thinking of the future outcome of Her Royal Highness, his heart softened.
She nodded. The half-elf girl was stunned for a moment. The knight in her letter jokingly said that he would come to Ampelsel to protect her. She thought it was just a compliment, but she didn't expect that the knight she had never met would actually
It's really here.
"I didn't expect you to really come..."
"Of course, I do what I say." Brando turned back to face the cultists who came to kill him and replied at the same time.
"So are you here for me?" Princess Griffin asked softly. There is nothing to be shy about. A knight fighting for a beautiful princess is the most romantic thing. Whether it is in Eruin or
Cruz, among commoners and aristocrats alike, is a legend that is talked about. Besides, Griffin has never doubted her charm. But behind her, Macaro and Lee Woods frowned.
"Maybe there is such a reason," Brando hesitated and did not hide it, "but this time I am here for Eruin."
"Come here for Eruin?" Griffin was startled.
"I don't believe in other people," Brando raised his sword and replied: "It is possible to regain the flag of the ancestor Ek, because it is too glorious, how can people who hide in dirt tolerate it."
The half-elf girl smiled slightly and couldn't help but nodded, her eyes shining brightly.
"We'll talk about it later." Brando looked forward without changing his expression. Several cultists were rushing through the gaps opened in the crowd. At this time, he had already seen the trick and attacked Anlek in several other directions.
There were obviously far fewer cultists than Archduke Sifah, and nearly half of the cultists who rushed into the hall came straight towards them; Brando knew what was going on, and couldn't help but sneer, and also
Fortunately, he is here. If he had not come today, the future regent princess might really be in danger.
It is well known that a court mage is not as strong as a warrior without preparation, and Macaro, Lee Woods and others are obviously no match for these 'assassins' with their bare hands. The other party has calculated that the princess will stay and today's situation;
What kind of cultist? The scene in front of him was simply a premeditated assassination. Brando frowned and even suspected the chief priest Wood.
Brando only knew that such a thing did not happen at the Ampelsel Conference in history. There had been changes in history, but he didn't have a clue about the root cause for a while. But he was not nervous. The intention of these cultists was to use mass tactics.
To win, as everyone knows, the thing he is least afraid of is group fighting. Thinking of this, he glanced at Grand Duke Sifah and Grand Duke Anlek not far away - although he didn't know what was going on, but now it seemed that these two
This guy must be the planner. Brando smiled disdainfully and said, "Since you want to play, I'll give you a meeting gift."
At this moment, the number of gold-level beings among the cultists has reached eight. This number is already quite impressive in Eruin, which is almost equal to half of the high-end combat power of the various forces competing for the kingship on the table. Including Overwell, there are many people present.
No one believes that they can win, even if Brando is included, there are only three gold-level people around the princess.
"Brando, can you buy me some time so that I can summon those things that... that night." At this time, the Countess on the side pulled Brando's sleeve and asked in a low voice.
Brando glanced at the pale Delphiri and suddenly felt a little apologetic, "If you summon those things, the temple will cause trouble for you."
"It doesn't matter, I can also summon some other alien creatures." Delphiri replied in a low voice, "If we don't summon, we will all die here."
"It's a pity that there is no magic wand," Lee Woods couldn't help but said in frustration at this time: "Otherwise, it would be too easy to deal with these guys. But it is the same now, as long as you can buy me a few minutes with this old bone, I can easily
Get rid of them all." The old man couldn't help but secretly complain about the Temple of Fire. If it weren't for the reputation of the Temple, he wouldn't be in such a mess even without a wand as long as he made a little preparation.
"It can't be done for a few minutes." At this time, Macaro shook his head, "Unless you have weapons, it's almost the same." He glanced at Brando, just when Brando thought that this guy was going to betray him to top the tank again.
At that time, I did not expect that the cunning fox Eruin once sighed and asked: "Brando, how is Akane?"
"She's fine, she's here this time too." Brando was stunned for a moment and replied.
"You shouldn't have brought her here," Macaro shook his head. Forget it, I'm not qualified to lecture you. Although we only met once, the princess is entrusting you this time. Please bring the princess and the countess safely.
Send it out and leave this place to me."
Brando was stunned for a moment, but suddenly understood. Macaro took a fancy to his talent. He obviously showed a good impression of the royal party, and he was a genius who reached the golden field at the age of less than twenty years old.
Sly Fox is optimistic about his future potential and the power behind him, so he would rather keep him than send him away. Brando has no doubt that if his talent is only average, Macaro will let him go without hesitation.
Remove the top of the cylinder.
But even so, this guy's behavior still touched him a little. In any case, people who persist are always worthy of respect. There are really no people in the royal party who are greedy for life and fear of death. For some reason, Brando actually has a kind of response.
Back in the days when he and his friends fought side by side for Eruin.
He felt his blood burning, smiled slightly and replied: "Actually, you don't have to be like this, Mr. Fox."
"Huh?" Macaro was startled. He turned around and saw two light doors opening next to Brando.
"Andrrig, Morpheus, kill these guys!"
Brando swung the earth sword forward in his hand, and a transparent ripple appeared in the air - the power of the elements. Everyone took a breath of air. Entering the golden stage and touching the wall of elements are two different concepts. This world
In the world, only extremely talented people often have the opportunity to touch the field of elements, and some people cannot understand the elements even if they spend their whole lives wandering at the peak of gold, but Brando is obviously one of the few outstanding ones at the moment.
At the same time, two silver figures stepped out from the white light door that suddenly opened, and the situation on the field was instantly reversed.
