Chapter 983

"The way of samurai... As you said, it was first used by noble Azores warriors to hone their body and mind - as a blade, they need to practice; as a heart, they need to sharpen."

In the dilapidated cell, Alexandra, who had been shackled, sat upright and said with a complex expression: "until the eagle king nearly 200 years ago, in order to defend the Kingdom and fight against evil gods, she gradually mastered a new power from her state of mind."

"That is today's' samurai's way ', a brand-new system that shows the shape of the heart through the samurai's soul - the long knife in the hand."

Gritting her teeth, the fairy female warrior continued: "although not all, but... Almost all the samurai's' samurai's way 'has a great connection with their character, mentality and insight of practice; therefore, there are thousands of differences among them. Even the samurai's way between teachers and apprentices may have no similarity at all."

"For example, my way of samurai is a 'guerrilla arrow' that has no shadow but will definitely hit the target..." Alexandra's eyes darkened, as if she was laughing at herself:

"Probably because I have always... Always regarded myself as the 'shadow' behind master Ogan, helping him without disturbing his limelight?"

"Of course, there are also powerful and intuitive 'idealistic phenomena' like master Ogan - a strong desire to conquer and an absolute self character, so that his strength can even directly affect the surrounding environment."

"There is also the 'heart cutting' of Miss Lori Zade, the chief of the imperial court. Everything, whether it has an entity or not, will be divided into two the moment before touching her, without exception."

"There are also 'no shadow sword' and 'puppet play'... The forms of display are different, but the truth is common."

Lucian nodded, which was basically the same as he had thought before.

"There are two key points in the cultivation of samurai's way - first, this power is displayed through weapons; for samurai, the sharp blade in hand is the eyes of the body." Alexandra looked at the two sharp blades behind Lucien:

"Therefore, you must choose a sword or a long sword as the 'exclusive sword' corresponding to the way of samurai."

"Exclusive sword?" the grey pupil raised his eyebrows:

"Can't we fight with two swords? We in El mans fight with two weapons."

Alexandra just shook her head.

"I don't insist on this. I'm just telling you what I know." the fairy female warrior said according to the book and snorted slightly: "at least in my impression, I haven't seen a warrior using two weapons - so I can only tell you what I know."

"Skip the weapon and the next step is' state of mind '."

Speaking of this, her expression finally became serious: "although not every Samurai can open his mind, this is the only way to practice the samurai way - only when his mind is stable and fixed, can he have his own 'Samurai way'."

"The scenery in your heart, the most profound picture in your memory, the thoughts in your soul... All these will be fixed and become the source of your state of mind and strength."

"Powerful warriors, such as master Ogan, can even open the 'state of mind', further enhance the power of the 'Samurai way', and even affect the surrounding environment and people."

The eyes of the grey pupil boy finally changed slightly.

He thought of the boiling flames beside Ogan and the cold ice that put out the dragon's inflammation; I remembered Lori Zade's "heart cut" that even the black haired wizard could not parry, and finally relied on "deception".

If, if you can have that power

Should be able to help Lord Loren?

Lucian's eyes grew hot.

He thought of himself standing outside the church on Byrne's burning night;

I think of myself who had no place to fight back in front of serlior when I was on the silver helmet mountain;

And the battle of the Centaur chakar, Lori ZAD, Ogan, the Azores elves

The stronger Lord Loren's enemy is, the more he has a sense of crisis - sooner or later, he will no longer be left behind and responsible for staying behind, but will become lord Loren's burden and a redundant person.

A sword that cannot kill the enemy has no meaning and value at all.

"In order to shape the state of mind, the warrior must first use her own will to plasticize the power of evil gods from another world - you seem to call it the power of emptiness." the Elf Female Warrior sighed slowly:

"Although it is not obvious how much power of the void can be controlled in this process, it also determines the strength of the 'Samurai way' to a certain extent. As far as I know, the people of your empire have a strong reaction to the void, and most people can only..."

The second half of Alexandra's words stopped abruptly at her mouth.

The grey pupil boy with his eyes closed felt the burning of the evil god's mark on the back of his neck - the full force of emptiness covered his whole body in an instant.

When I opened my eyes again, my pupils had changed from quiet silver gray to very unknown gray blue.

"Let's go."

Take a deep breath and look up at Alexandra with a very firm look.

The frightened fairy warrior was slightly stunned and nodded in fear.

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"... in short, this is the case."

While Lucian tried his best to understand and master the "way of Samurai", Loren, who basically recovered his body, also learned the latest battle report from Brandon with a helpless face.

"Elliot was killed and Lorenz corona was killed. In order to keep eboden, almost one-third of the elite was built in the wizard tower... But because of the internal struggle and party government of the imperial aristocrats, my beloved emperor Connor did not have enough strength to strive for this hard won victory."

"As a result, it took nearly two months for the Empire, which is famous for its high efficiency, to assemble 50000 troops, and barely set up a blockade on the periphery of the Principality of eboden with the Archduke of El mans who came to meet in advance."

Brandon looked relaxed and happy, but his tone was a bit gnashing of teeth: "they would rather let their emperor lose a glorious victory, rather let the enemy have a winter rest, and watch eboden and the nine pointed star wizard tower finish their eggs."

"The church hates wizards, the imperial nobles hate you and me, and they hate the agreement between the emperor and the Dukes more than through the cabinet and Parliament - so everyone is happy with the result!"

"I don't know how you feel when you hear this, your excellency, the wizard consultant, but I almost burst out laughing!"

Looking at the swearing and no image of the prince, the black haired wizard kept quiet as always. Until he finished, he gradually sorted out the whole thing in his mind.

So after a full five minutes, he whispered, "so, are you going to take this opportunity to clean up the messy East saklan Pro King's collar and turn her into your own territory?"

"This may be the only chance." Brandon put his hands on the back of his head and looked up at the ceiling. "Only this time can I have a reasonable and legitimate reason to kill those guys I hate and hate me."

"More importantly, this opportunity was tacitly approved by the beloved imperial brother - to put it simply, he wanted to use my hand to kill some of the great credit he thought he had made, so he began to run amok, thought he had a backer, and beat the fools in the imperial capital hard."

Speaking of this, his Highness's tone also became a lot easier: "since they want to play tricks within the rules, play with them."

"The trouble makers are basically the local rich men of East Saxony, and I am the prince of East Saxony. If I want to kill them, I only need to have a suitable reason and excuse - now they take the initiative to send the excuse to the door. Do you think it's a coincidence?"

The cheerful tone is like thousands of miles of sunshine.

Shrugging his shoulders, Loren had probably understood his plan.

Connor needs to beat some "proud" nobles. Brandon plans to take the opportunity to take charge of East Saxony, wash away a large number of old nobles, and replace them with eboden "new nobles" who come back with him, as well as a group of senior officers in his legion to establish their own ruling power.

He now has the support of himself and Boye, but after all, he is the emperor of saxophone. He needs the support of saxophone's "own people" to sit on the throne in the future.

West Saxony is dead. There, the imperial nobles in the imperial capital and the church don't like him at all; Therefore, Brandon can only aim at the "rural" East Saxony - like every generation of crown prince, he can establish his authority among farmers and soldiers.

The dark haired wizard couldn't help chuckling at the thought.

No matter how he jumps out of his character, Brandon, who is ready to attack the throne, will eventually go to the old road of "being like a party and cutting down differences".

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, just want to know what you need me to do?" Loren deliberately bypassed the topic: "he came to tell me this. There must be something I can help with."

"Like eboden, duanjie mountain, DIDU, Byrne and Boye... Almost every time."

"Alas, how many times... I can't remember clearly?" Brandon, with an inexplicable smile on his face, couldn't see the slightest embarrassment:

"In short, you're right. I really need your help now - the first thing is very simple. I can give you the wizard tower wizard who withdrew from eboden, but you have to exchange something."

The black haired wizard rolled his eyes. It was obvious that Brandon had regarded these civilians he had managed to keep as his own: "for example?"

"Luxury goods, drinks and money... Mainly money. I'm very short of money now." Brandon said undisguised: "this' counter insurgency 'will kill many nobles, but I don't want to kill, because it will greatly consume the war potential of East Saxony, which is bad for me."

"So then I have to have barrels of wine and golden buns to reward the Legion soldiers fighting for me - among my limited supporters, you are the only one who can give so much money."

Limited supporters... Well, basically, apart from me, Boye's machete Archduke, she really can't afford it.

Loren rolled his eyes again. "What else?"

"The second, um... You can see it as compensation for your first request." Brandon smiled abruptly, with a slightly flattering and embarrassed expression, looking at Lauren's back.

"I'm going to take you to Jufeng mountain," Brandon whispered, deliberately lowering his voice.

Oh, Jufeng mountain.

Huh?

Jufeng mountain?!

"Don't be so excited!" Brandon, who saw the black haired wizard get up, rushed directly to the bed and pressed Lauren down. His bright red eyes were full of flattery:

"Listen to me, the scenery there is very good! And... And there are great open-air hot springs!" during the conversation, the prince, who was almost thrown out of bed by Loren, bit his teeth and the whole person fell on the bed:

"From the mountainside, there are clouds all year round. There are beautiful scenery everywhere. You will never regret going with me!"

"Yes, I don't have time to regret, do I?"

Loren, who immediately understood what Brandon wanted to do, gnashed his teeth and roared, "because as soon as I got there, I would be killed as the culprit who led to the death of Elliot!"

"How? I believe that with your eloquence, Loren can definitely convince those dragons not to hurt you!"

"Don't talk nonsense. You just want to take a black pot and die for you!"

"You should say it's my absolute trust in your ability!"

"But I don't have confidence in myself, so please go alone, your highness. I have to go home!"

"Go home? Do you have the heart to watch the Dragon burn me into coke and swallow it?"

"You've finally told the truth!"

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Half an hour later, the ward finally quieted down, and they could only hear their heavy breathing.

"Actually... I didn't mean to let you go to Jufeng mountain alone."

After a few minutes of silence, Brandon slowly said, "mirasis told me to let you go three years ago... You have been to the Dragon King City and have the last information about the Dragon King tower."

"Otherwise... You are an outsider, not even desalion, and you can't get close to Jufeng mountain."

So... It's not a whim?

The black haired wizard's expression finally became dignified.

"I don't know what you found there, but I'm afraid it should be some very important information, otherwise my dear milassis won't urge me again and again." the prince shrugged and looked at Loren with meaningful eyes:

"Dragons, I should like to get the information in your hands... If I expected it well, it should be a very important chip. We can make a deal with them and persuade them to join this elf war."

"So the reason why I want to take you is very simple, because only you know these information, they can't get anything from me. It's up to you to tell the truth or lie."

"So how to tell them whether it is true or false or bluff depends on my dear wizard consultant."

"Are you... Going to threaten them?"

"Don't say it's blackmail. It should be to abide by the agreement."

Brandon raised his mouth and smiled happily: "after all, they are also part of the Empire!"