Chapter 897

The darkness of the silent dream dispersed, and the people who were so nervous that they choked couldn't wait to gradually restore their vision and hearing. They tried to open their eyes and look towards the center of the battle.

The dark haired wizard, who covered his chest with one hand and a sword, stood behind the elf girl and gasped; The girl with red silk blindfold knelt in front of him on one knee, and the cold and heavy "dawn" sword was set on her delicate shoulder.

As for the Azor long knife, which looked like a stick and a walking stick, lay quietly three steps away from the girl.

The outcome is divided.

"Wings of the sky, press down the elf assassin!"

Charlotte, who hurried there, breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the dark haired wizard was still alive; Then he immediately recovered his composure, and Lucian on the opposite side said in a deep voice:

"Put her in the dungeon and send ten elite to take strict care of her; the rest immediately organize a search for castles, palaces and palaces, and don't let go of any clues!"

"Yes!"

The grey pupil boy nodded heavily, raised his hand and waved hard on both sides. The surrounding demon hunters immediately divided into two teams; The main force spread around; The rest of the veterans who stood up pulled out their swords and rushed up with Lucian.

"Don't come!"

Huh?!

"Everyone, step back five steps and don't get close!" in the surprised eyes of the gray pupil boy, the black haired wizard who tried to endure the pain shouted to them: "keep a distance from her beyond five steps and never get close to her within three steps!"

Despite his doubts, Lucian did not hesitate to execute the order, raised his hand and stopped the approaching demon hunters, and his eyes kept swinging between Loren and Charlotte behind him.

"Duke, what's going on?" the vigilant Charlotte also immediately ordered to stop the guard Knights coming behind at the gate of the palace:

"This assassin, can she still..."

"She is more dangerous and important than we can imagine!" Lauren stared at her directly, with a serious expression: "don't let anyone close, and don't let all guards and soldiers concentrate in the same place; on the premise of ensuring the combat power of each team, scatter in the city to search."

"She has at least one or two accomplices, and may even have bribed traitors!"

"Go and invite mentor Dalton and master ashmai to deal with this! Now!"

"I see. I'll do it."

Charlotte, with a serious look, nodded without any dissatisfaction with being robbed. Looking back at Charles on her side, "notice, the whole city is under martial law, all garrison troops are on alert, all important buildings are arranged with sentinels, and suspected noble houses are searched one by one!"

"As for the Earls who stay in the city, tell them not to panic, but be vigilant; no one is allowed to leave the house without the Duke's order!"

The dignified court manager bowed, turned and hurried away.

"Ayin, the wizard union may have to trouble you to come." looking back at the little wizard, Charlotte immediately softened a bit: "the task of informing master ashamei and the wizard consultant will be handed over to you; please make sure they know the importance of the matter and come as soon as possible."

"I understand."

AI Yin, still holding the war bow in his hand, nodded solemnly, and his worried eyes glanced at the black haired wizard who was seriously injured from time to time: "they should have noticed such a strong void reaction."

Lauren was relieved to see that everyone around him had begun to move.

To be fair, the reason why I can win is the premise of calculating the other party - the dead recruits and Carl Colin, who is seriously injured and dying, provide me with extremely important information and time to prepare calmly.

The other party's understanding of himself seems to remain at the level of - he is a duke, he is a knight, he is also a wizard.

If you have a mental calculation but have no intention, you can barely pull back a game.

"Master ashmai... Is it his Excellency harivan ashmai?"

The fairy girl kneeling on one knee asked very calmly.

"Miss Lori Zade, are you in the mood to ask these questions now?" with a slight smile, Loren didn't answer her question: "don't you know your situation?"

"You have been caught by me, your conspiracy has been exposed, and if your accomplices did not die under the sword of a soldier, they will certainly be arrested with you - believe me, we have 100, 1000 ways to dig out all your intelligence without taking your lives."

"Well... It's like a second seat in the royal court, Lord Meade."

The elf girl's body trembled slightly.

"Worthy of being the Duke of Byrne in the Empire, we really underestimate you."

"Don't try to talk from me, Miss Lori ZAD." the smiling black haired wizard shook his head. "What you should consider now is how to tell me the information you know, or avoid the important, or nine truths and one false... This is the best choice for you to live now."

"Of course, even if you do, I still have a way to dig out really useful information from you and your party; but I can't help it. I'm such a person who likes to think for others; of course, if you don't like me

Well, I don't like it. "

The elf girl said nothing and lowered her head in silence.

Lauren's expression grew dignified.

Meade warned to be careful to kill your own sword

The question is, why did they kill themselves?

Among the three identities of knight, wizard and Duke, the only one worthy of this level of warrior is the last.

In other words, their goal is to kill themselves and cause unrest in the whole principality of Bain.

But if so, then the question comes... Is there really only one goal for the Azores?

Will there be their assassins lurking in Elman, lottel, Arle and Boye, who will start when necessary and cause extensive damage to the whole empire?

The dark haired wizard with his mouth tightly closed, and the palm of his sword was full of cold sweat.

And

The fortress of duanjie mountain, the port of eboden and the wizard tower, and... The heavenly palace?

Loren's heart strings tightened.

If you want to throw the whole empire into chaos, raid the heavenly palace, kill the emperor and cause a struggle between the two princes... Isn't it the best way?

And

Assassination, destruction... These are only means, and can never be an end; The Azores are so eager to create chaos that they must want to use chaos to pave the way for their next plan; Just as Meade encouraged the Ancient Wood Forest Elves to turn against lottel.

If this is true, I'm afraid the day of the massive invasion of the Azores kingdom will be

"Boom --!!"

There was a loud noise in the distance. The stunned Loren's palm slipped and the big sword almost got rid of it!

In the dark night, the stunned people looked at the rising position of the smoke, and their incredible expressions were written on everyone's face.

That direction... Isn't it Bain cathedral?!

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"You have five minutes left."

In the dark of Byrne Cathedral, Dalton kand said coldly.

The scarred Elven warrior collapsed in a pool of blood, gasping and struggling, holding the remaining half of the handle in his right hand, and Dalton stepped on the rest.

In contrast, Dalton kand was unharmed from head to foot, and there was not even a bit of dust on the wizard's robe.

Why is that?

The intelligence clearly says that the Wizards of the Empire are a group of scholars who have no strength to bind chickens. They can easily kill them as long as they are close;

Obviously, these people have no combat experience at all, only theoretical knowledge. Although they are of high level, they are not afraid at all.

Fear is not enough

Why... Why is this wizard completely different from what the intelligence says!

Not only find yourself, but also keep up with your speed... No, you can predict almost all your attacks and ideas.

Speed, skill, strength... And his Samurai skills are all in his expectation. He plays with himself among his applause!

Even just looking at those cold eyes without a trace of emotion made the elf warrior feel creepy. It was a fear that he was not in control of his own life and death.

It's no use, even if you want to commit suicide... The wizard will certainly break his wrist the moment before he does it himself, crush his teeth the second he bites his tongue, as before

"You're afraid."

Dalton spoke again and approached step by step: "good."

"You should fear."

The spirit's body trembled, and even the shaking "courage" dissipated.

"What is necessary in the face of danger... Fear." standing in front of the Elven warrior lying in a pool of blood, Dalton's eyes suddenly dropped like a sharp sword:

"I'm dangerous to you."

"Your so-called 'samurai's way' - hurt yourself and double the enemy - is ridiculous. Once the empty power with strong pertinence and distorted rules is exposed, it's easy to counter it."

"Ignorance and arrogance make you tell me the answer directly, but you know nothing about my cards; so I can deal with it calmly and ravage it." Dalton shook his head:

"It is foolish to mistakenly think that power is the existence of power; you are no different from the monster and beast of low wisdom."

"Not only that, your arrogance and ignorance also reveal more important information; for example, Azor long sword is also rare among Azor elves, for example, there are only 'Four Courts' warriors who really have the ability of samurai; for example, royal court warriors are good at assassination, lurking and spying on intelligence..."

"With your intelligence, can you understand what I'm talking about? You are an open book for me. I can read as much as I want."

"Your Excellency, you alone have revealed most of the top-level intelligence of the Azores kingdom in less than a quarter of an hour. As a reader, I respect you and look forward to your next performance to make this reading game easier."

"Because if your book becomes obscure... I'm eager for knowledge, I don't guarantee that the book will be intact."

The trembling Elf Warrior looked at the wand pointing to him, and his uncontrollable expression was like a prey forced to a dead corner, shivering and trembling.

As a warrior, it's a shame that you can't stand up to the enemy!

"The chat is over and continue with the topic just now." the icy voice interrupted his thinking:

"You call yourself the adjutant of the imperial court and assist the chief of the imperial court... I assume that it was your 'Lord ZAD' who attacked the castle."

The elf warrior stared.

"You, you know?! hahaha... Hahaha, you're afraid. Lord ZAD is known as the first warrior in the imperial court in 300 years. No one can stop him! Your Duke Byrne is afraid to have become the soul of the adult at the moment!"

"I'm just a chess piece sent to disturb your sight and make it easy for Lord ZAD to succeed; I didn't expect! I was fooled! Ha ha... Ha ha... Ha ha ha..."

"Haha... Haha... Haha... Haha..."

The expressionless, cold and stiff Dalton kand made the elf warrior laugh and panic.

Why, why is he not nervous or afraid at all?!

That's his Lord, the man he serves!

Is it true that he doesn't care about the life or death of his Lord at all?!

"No, you're lying." Dalton interrupted his frightened smile:

"You're trying to divert my attention."

The elf warrior's smile froze.

"There's no idea of insulting you, but it's very obvious... Sir Knight, you don't have the wisdom of 'attracting attention, side feint'; your only skill is provocation and giggling and being heroic." Dalton was not objective:

"So this plan has nothing to do with you."

"So, that's why I said, I'm just a little person, a chess piece of Lord ZAD, a chess piece controlled by her!" the panicked Elf Warrior shouted anxiously:

"See? It's all her plan. I'm just the executor, just to kill your Duke Byrne!"

Well, another intelligence revealed that the "Lord ZAD" is a woman.

But Dalton was too lazy to remind him that he had been impatient with the existence of this "congenital disorder" since before - it was only because of the other party's intelligence that he said a few more nonsense.

And Dalton hates nonsense.

"No, there should be a third person."

Dalton Kande snorted coldly, "with your intelligence, you may be able to attract attention, but you can never think of raiding Bain cathedral;"

"Two assassins, one virtual and one real... There should be a third. Am I right?"

He twitched his throat. The elf warrior was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word. He lay on the ground and twitched constantly, pursed his mouth and breathed only through his nose.

Just as it happens, Dalton has lost patience with this "miscellaneous" who has been drained of information.

He turned and pointed the wand of his right hand at the empty door behind him. His sharp eyes locked the quiet and cold moonlight.

"So... Are you going to come out by yourself or let me pull you out, reptile?"