Vol 3 Chapter 287

Act 287 Princess and Knight

"Bang," a crisp sound, and the arch window glass shattered like a butterfly. The cultists rushed in, some of them wearing the robes of the monks, some of them wearing the clothes of the nobles' guards, and by the same token, their faces were cold as iron, and the sword in their hands flashed coldly. Two hundred years ago, in the era of glory, the aristocrats of Eruin were all born and died with the predecessor Eke, and all of them were skilled, but most of the kingdom's nobles now live in dreams. They were more like a wall falling backwards, a moment of screaming and roaring in fear.

Among the crowd, only the princess and his party stood still, like a reef in low tide; the nobles still remembered the majesty of the royal family. Even if they receded and evaded, they also bypassed His Highness Griffin, and several of the Grand Princes of Aleks were almost the same. Situation, but it is for this reason that they are particularly striking in the hall. The cultist entered the flock of tigers, and used a knife to cut through a blood path in the crowd, as if it was not the limbs of the person but the branches of thorns that shed blood for a while, and the scream of fear finally turned into a sorrowful sorrow.

The half-elf girl looked like iron. Anyone who was present was her father and king's minister, but now she has become a lunatic's dead soul. On the one hand, she was annoyed by the temple's inaction, and on the other hand she gently held a wolf. Sir's hand, "Overwell."

"His Royal Highness Princess." The palace teacher Shi Xue's white eyebrows raised, she shouted out first: "The old minister knows what order you are going to give, but also asks you to get back to life and hurry to a safe place to avoid it. This place should not stay long. This is the area under the jurisdiction of the temple, and the high priest will naturally give us an explanation.

"The kingdom's subjects are bleeding and sacrificing. When is Eruin's internal affairs going to the Cruzs?" Princess Griffin turned and asked coldly, at this moment her momentum seemed to be out of control. The sheathed sword suffocates Makaruo who is about to speak. The cunning fox changed her face at once, thinking that Her Royal Highness was really well-deserved, and looking at her appearance alone would often be deceived by her weak side.

"Ovwell, separate the crowd!" Griffith didn't change his face. She took the long sword from her guard and held up her long silver hair with one hand.

The nobles were anxious to give way, but as soon as they gave way, the evil cults behind them were revealed. Bare-handed Macaroo couldn't help but screamed inexplicably. It turned out that at this time, they found that the cultists who had entered the hall were at least silver peaks, and a few even reached the gold level.

But it was unrealistic to retreat at this moment, and Eruin's sly fox once reacted extremely quickly and yelled: "Ovewell, take the princess away, give it to us here!"

He hadn't finished speaking, and a slender, wide-bladed sword came into his sight.

"Ah, how did you get your sword?" Everyone was taken aback when he saw Brando draw a nearly half-height sword under his cloak; the followers were not allowed to carry weapons, not even Woods , Overwell, Macaro, and others have no weapons in their hands, but this guy has so quietly made such a weapon, it is really tempting to scold the security work of the temple for eating rice.

Of course, they also blame the temple. Brando has a dimension hole inherited from the dark priest Amman, let alone a small earth sword, even if it is loaded with a crossbow gun.

Brando didn't bother to bother them, there was a familiar smell in the air, he subconsciously stood in front of Griffin, and split a sword forward. Everyone was in a daze. The direction that Brando cut was clearly air, but they hadn't had time to react, and when a thin metal tremble penetrated the air, Brando suddenly twisted in front of him, transparent. Airing as an assassin wearing a gray robe and holding a sword.

The assassin was also dull, and apparently did not understand how he was discovered.

"Stealth spell!" Macaro changed his face.

But Woods was silent, and in front of him this was obviously not a stealth spell, but some special ability. As a ** master who has stepped into the element field, he always has several detection-type spells, and the invisible technique is not enough to hide his eyes; but just now, even he was completely unaware of the assassin's. Exist, 'How did this guy find out? ‘He looked at Brando, his deep eyes could not help but reveal deep doubts.

Brando would certainly not answer that he had dealt with these cross assassins. What he frowned was that these assassins were not cultists, but special troops from a principality near Eruin. That principality is a subsidiary of Cruz. If anyone on the scene can mobilize these assassins, the biggest suspect must be the Temple of Fire.

However, while thinking this way, he didn't move slowly at all. He opened the opponent's weapon with both hands, and then made a straight slash down with no coincidence. This kind of play is very different from ordinary swordsmanship. Unexpectedly, Brando's sword skills were so lacking in beauty. Even the sword was too late to be lifted, and he was split in half by a sword directly under the mistake.

With a bang, blood flowers and internal organs were scattered on the ground, and the sword in the hands of the cultists also fell to the ground. Only then did the surrounding people react, and Overwell stared at Brando's glory, while Macaroo and LeWoods took a breath of air at the same time. They saw more or less from Nimesis and Freya. Improved military swordsmanship, but this sharp and direct swordsmanship is their first experience.

"You are Brando, Brando of Tonigel, aren't you!" Her Royal Highness was extremely intelligent, and the characteristics of the earth's sword in Brando's hands were extremely obvious. Now if you saw his sword skills again, where else? In doubt, he frowned immediately and asked.

Brando froze, looking back at the actual power of Eruin's future, Griffin's soft face, with some expectation, thinking of the future of His Royal Highness, his heart softened, Nodded. The half-elf girl was suddenly stunned. The knight in her letter once joked that she would come to protect her. She thought it was just a compliment, but did not expect that the knight she had never met had actually arrived. .

"I didn't expect you to really come ..."

"Of course, I can do it," Brando said, turning back to the cultists who had been killed.

"So are you coming for me?" Princess Griffin asked softly. There was nothing to be shy about. The knights fought for the beautiful princess. This was the most romantic thing. Whether in Eruin or Cruz, among civilians or nobles, this is a legendary story relishing, and Griffin never doubts his charm. It's just that Macaroo and Woods behind her frowned.

"Perhaps for this reason," Brando hesitated, not concealing, "but this time I came for Eru."

"Here for Elu?" Griffin stunned.

"I don't believe in anyone else," Brando held up his sword, and replied, "I can regain the banner of the Emperor Eke, because it is too bright, how can anyone in the dirt tolerate it."

The half-elf girl smiled slightly, could not help but nodded, her eyes glowed with radiance.

"Let's talk later." Brando looked ahead, his face unchanged, and a number of cultists were rushing through the gap opened in the crowd. At this time he had already seen the nasty, and there were significantly fewer cults attacking the other directions, Archduke Enrique and Shifah. Nearly half of the cults who rushed into the hall came straight to them; what exactly is this? What happened was that Brando knew it well and couldn't help sneer. Fortunately, he was here. If he didn't come today, the future princess of the regent might be in danger.

It is well known that the court mage is not as good as a fighter without preparation. It is clear that Macaroo and Lewoods and others are not opponents of these 'Assassins'. The opponent is an accurate one. The princess will stay and the situation today; For any cultist, the scene in front of him is simply a long-scheduled assassination. Brando frowned and even suspected the high priest Wood.

Brando only knew that such things had definitely not happened in the Ampere conference in history, and that history had changed, but where was the root cause, and he had no clue for a while. However, he is not nervous. These cultists intend to win by people and tactics. As everyone knows, he is most afraid of group battles. With this in mind, he glanced at Grandpa Shifah and Grandpa Alek not far-although it is not clear what is going on, but now it seems that these two guys must be planners, no doubt, Brando disdain With a smile, "Since you are going to play, I'll send you a meeting gift next."

At this moment, the number of golden ranks among cultists has reached eight. This number is already quite large in Eruin, which is almost equal to half of the high-end combat power of various forces fighting for kingship on the table. No one here, including Overwell, believed they could win, even if Brando was added, there were only three golden steps around the princess.

"Brando, you can give me some time, I can summon the things that day ... that night." At this moment, the countess pulled Labrando's sleeve and whispered.

Brando glanced at Dalfieri with a pale face, and suddenly felt a little apologetic, "You summon those things, and the temple will trouble you."

"It's okay, I can summon some other outsiders." Dilferi whispered, "If we don't summon, we will all die here."

"Unfortunately, there is no magic wand," Leuzi couldn't help but annoy at this time. "Otherwise, it would be too easy to deal with these guys. But now it is the same, as long as you can give me this old bone for a few minutes, I can relax easily. Pack them all away. "The old man couldn't help secretly complaining about the Temple of Blame. If it wasn't for the temple's credibility, he would only have to prepare a little, even without a wand, to be as embarrassed as he is now.

"A few minutes, it can't be done at all." At this time Macaroo shook his head. "Unless there is a weapon, it's almost the same." He glanced at Brando, just as Brando thought this guy was going to betray himself to top the tank again. At that time, he did not expect that the sly fox that Elune had once sighed and asked, "Brando, how is Akane?"

"She's fine, and she's here this time too," Brando said with a moment's nod, and answered.

"You shouldn't bring her here," Makaro shook his head. Forget it, I'm not qualified to teach you. Although we have only one side, the princess will take care of you this time. Please send the princess and the count safely, and leave it here to me. "

Brando froze greatly, but suddenly understood. Macaro was fancy for his talents. He obviously showed a good impression on the royal party and reached the golden genius at the age of less than 20 years. Cunning Fox is optimistic about his future potential and the forces behind him, so he would rather leave himself and send him away. Brando has no doubt that if his talent is just ordinary, Macaro will certainly let him go to the top without hesitation.

But even so, this guy's behavior still touched him a bit. In any case, those who persist are always worthy of respect. Wang Dang really has no greed for fear of death. Somehow why Brando has returned to the years when he and his friends were fighting side by side for Eru.

He felt the blood burning, and replied with a smile: "You don't have to do this, Mr. Cunning Fox."

"Um?" Makaruo froze, and he turned back, just to see Brando opened two light doors beside him.

"Andrea, Murdface, kill these guys!"

The sword of the earth in Brando's hand waved forward, and there was a transparent ripple in the air-the power of the elements. Everyone took a sip of air-conditioning, entering the golden stage and touching the wall of the elements are two concepts. In this world, only highly talented people have the opportunity to touch the field of the elements, and some people even live in the gold for their entire lives The peak is lingering, and it is impossible to understand the slightest element, but Brando is obviously one of the few outstanding at this moment.

At the same time, two silver figures stepped out of the white light door that suddenly opened, and the situation on the court instantly reversed.

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