Chapter 605

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[if there is no effect, golden provides the following solutions. ]The next day, it was still sunny.

Anyang's recovery is mainly mental power and arcane magic energy, physical fitness only means a little increase. In this way, he can face the knight without fear. After all, the nature of magic determines that it is stronger than physical strength.

There are also frequent transfers of troops within the territory.

The Baron's last troops, which had been assembled and taken to entes and Utrecht, had returned. With the soldiers and reserve knights from all parts of the territory stationed in the castle, he almost gave up other places and the deterrent to the thieves in the West.

There is no doubt that the Iron-blooded aristocrat felt threatened!

But the Baron often led the troops to fight, and the common people in the territory were used to it. They didn't notice anything. Only those who really serve the Baron feel deeply the Baron's anxiety and the current tension in the territory.

The castle had not been built for many years, the facilities were not decayed, and many advanced ideas had been adopted at that time. Under the Baron's personal design, it was undoubtedly equivalent to being born for the war, and once the troops entered, they would be as solid as gold.

The Baron once said boldly that as long as there are hundreds of soldiers he trained to guard, the Marquis can't take it.

Now the day has come!

However, the Marquis has not yet moved, but the Baron has mobilized all his forces, as the enemy.

These include four official knights, eleven reserve knights, thirty heavy cavalry units equipped with cavalry plate armour, about one hundred cavalry apprentice units equipped with uniform light armour, about three hundred soldiers, and some surrendering thieves.

Such an army has already surpassed the scale of the Baron's leadership, and it is not inferior to the Baron's reputation of valuing martial arts and being good at war.

The most relaxed one in the territory is the culprit of all this, because no one dares to blame him. Occasionally, some people with high status who want to blame him will also be blocked by Lydia. Lydia can't help but also pass Sheryl.

It was here that Mickey suffered from dumbness, but he did not dare to retaliate because he knew the Baron's character. It was an elusive ruler, cold-blooded in the face of anyone, with the only exception being Ian.

If the Baron knew he was coming to blame Ian

And now Sheryl seems to have challenged her father to become the first force in the territory!

"Good morning, cousin."

Anyang is sitting in the corner of the restaurant.

Sheryl stood behind him, with a wider cross sword on his waist. The style of leather armor was still attractive, which could not help worrying people about the defense of this equipment, and could not help smacking their tongue at the slender waist and long straight legs.

Lydia, who was heavily decked with plate armour, walked quickly, with heavy footsteps, until she sat on the chair with a thump.

"You seem to be at leisure."

"There's nothing to be nervous about."

Anyang smiles and beckons the maid to prepare breakfast for her.

Lydia looked at Sheryl with a little fear. "Is Sheryl your knight now?"

Anyang did not raise his head: "yes."

Lydia put her hands on the table and stood up excitedly. "So now I'm useless to you. I have a woman who can dress more sexy and stronger than me to protect you and sleep with you, right?"

Anyang is quite speechless. The cousin control of this different world is really troublesome and low-end.

"Cousin, you are still the most important person in Ian."

Lydia also seems to realize that she just behaved badly, but she is such a character. Now she is more embarrassed than ordinary women when she comes back to her mind. At the same time, when she hears Anyang's words, her mood slightly recovers.

"I'm sorry. I'm excited, but I want to know what happened to Sheryl."

"Sheryl?"

Anyang looks back along her eyes, only to see Cheryl's long legs that are particularly attractive.

Fortunately, he also knew what Lydia asked, and he looked back awkwardly: "this is a special way, but this is my biggest secret. The Baron doesn't know either. Only you know. Can my cousin keep it secret for me?"

Lydia hesitated before nodding, "yes."

"But this magical way is the only way we can win the war," she added

Anyang shook his head: "war is not a worry. I will go to the Baron and tell him my way. Please believe me, cousin."

If it was before, Lydia would take what he said as a childish remark, but recently Anyang's temperament speech is gradually showing a huge difference from before, and with the case of Sheryl, Lydia hesitated."This is the biggest crisis in the territory's history, and you know it's because of you."

"Yes, thank you for reminding me, I know."

Lydia nodded, turned and left in silence, but there was a low expression in her face.

Anyang felt another chill behind her.

Sick cousin control!

After breakfast, he went back to the room with Cheryl. Without seeing anyone, he sat down in front of the desk, spread out a pile of thick and rough white paper in silence, took up the feather pen and dipped it in the ink to write a piece of magic materials. It's part of a book he took from about how to use arcane magic energy.

Sheryl wanted to see what he had written, but she didn't recognize the twists and turns of the words.

Just looking at the letter, pen, and calligraphy, she murmured words while writing, and sometimes stopped to think for a moment. Anyang recalled what she heard when she was asked to inquire about the news from her father last night, and some secret legends that had been spread -

they were usually knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and they were searching for wisdom and mystery in places that ordinary people could not see.

It's a pity that the Knights of Xiuka didn't see the mystic, but they confirmed that there was a mystic in the world, and left such a paradox.

Sheryl felt that this was the case in Anyang now, with a calm and hard to touch breath all over her body, just like he was writing a strange text with great concentration at this time, which made her dare not disturb at all. Even if she had the strength of a knight.

Although thinking, Anyang is still very fast.

In less than 20 minutes, a thick stack of paper had been written by him, numbered one by one, arranged in order, and studied next to each other after finishing the work on the table. He wrote and drew on the paper from time to time.

In Sheryl's eyes, these actions are naturally mysterious and incomprehensible.

But Anyang is helpless.

If it's not that his personal space is locked, all the magic books are in it. If it's not only the weakest arcane skill, how can he write down the analysis data so hard? Mingming's magic models can be completely replaced by chips, but he needs to learn the most primitive way of using arcane magic energy independently, which is extremely sad.

It took a long time for him to finish his study and look at Sheryl.

"I heard that the Marquis sent an adult?"

"Yes, I think I want the baron to hand you over."

"How does the Baron reply?"

"Baroness has not seen him."

"I'm going to see the Baron!"

"Are you finally getting nervous?"

Anyang smiled naturally: "I'm not afraid, I'm just afraid the Baron will make me passive."

"Yes."

Sheryl has no objection. Open the door for him. The beautiful knight, who has been called powerful, is still afraid of those who have given him strength, and firmly carries out the oath he made yesterday to protect the knight.

Anyang looked at the corridor. The castle was heavily guarded. There were sounds of armor collision and orderly footsteps everywhere.

However, there is no need for him to panic. The world's traffic is basically at the level of ancient China. The knights, as the main fighting unit, are also limited in their mobility due to their heavy plate armour. The Marquis can't fight any faster for a while.

As long as the Baron doesn't hand him over, and when the Marquis's army is approaching, his strength will be restored for the most part. And now he has a little arcane magic energy and guard Knight Sheryl. He can take his time in the territory.

I just don't know the attitude of ordinary people in the world towards the mysterious people in their mouth.

This determines whether he will fight against the marquis.

About half an hour later, Anyang saw the baron.

The Iron-blooded and cruel ruler was very tired at this time, but he straightened his chest and refused to show weakness, so although everyone knew that he was the weakest time, he could not help but live in front of him and shiver.

"It's Ian. What can I do for you?"

"Yes, I have something to ask you."

"Just say what you want."

"Do you know the mystic?"

The Baron frowned subconsciously: "of course, I heard a lot about this kind of things when I was a child."

Anyang immediately said, "no, I don't mean the story, but the real mysterious person. You are the baron. I guess you may have heard of or seen the mysterious person with your own eyes. I'm very interested in this. I hope you can answer it for me."

Anyang is a little strange and a little afraid, which is the normal way for Ian to face the baron.

The Baron took a deep look at him and tapped his fingers on the table: "are you trying to tell me that you have become a mystery man? My dear son. "

Anyang was not surprised. He nodded and said, "yes."

The Baron has always been wise and decisive, just as his iron blood and ruthlessness are admired and feared.The Baron was silent and asked, "is it Oliver?"

Anyang was stunned.

Oliver

He immediately looked up Ian's memory to find out who he was, and was immediately surprised.

Oliver was a good friend of the Baron when he was young. To be exact, he had a good relationship with Ian's deceased biological mother. He was always mysterious. The Baron had given Ian to Oliver for a period of time when he was fighting against thieves. But during that period, Oliver just fished with Ian and didn't teach him anything, so he didn't attract Anyang's attention.

At the Baron's words, he realized that the man must have something to do with the mystic, but Ian didn't know it.

Sure enough, seeing his silence, the Baron nodded: "I guess right, it's the guy!"

After a pause, he sighed again: "no wonder you have been hiding yourself, no wonder you have changed so much!"

"Don't you want me to be a mystic?"

"Of course!"

"Why?"

The Baron sighed deeply: "that's a group of lonesome lunatics. They leave their hometown and travel far and wide. They can give up all their rights, even as human beings, for some ethereal things. What do you think?"

Anyang nodded thoughtfully, but he only chose half of the Baron's words. After all, the Baron's identity is not noble, he has not been to many places, and his knowledge is not broad. It's just a coincidence to know a mysterious man. Even Anyang didn't expect to know anything from him at the beginning.

The Baron squinted again and asked, "will you also leave?"

Anyang nodded without hesitation: "yes."

The Baron was silent.

Anyang sipped his lips and asked, "the Marquis has sent someone?"

The Baron nodded, his face firm, his eyes sullen: "yes, but don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

Anyang shook his head and said, "don't rush to refuse the marquis. Try to delay it. I'm at a critical moment now. When I pass this time, the Marquis is a joke to you and me, not to be afraid."

After a pause, he added, "I think you should know what the power of the mystic is like."

However, the Baron did not agree with him as he expected, but smiled contemptuously, and then looked at him lightly: "maybe I have protected you so well that you can be self righteous to those little tricks. When the real war comes, only the Knights loyal to kofinori can lead the victory. Even in the face of the Marquis, we are not helpless!"

Anyang suddenly froze, little trick

Is the mystic of this world so miserable? What about a very powerful top force?

Anyang was silent again, and soon realized that the Baron's insight was indeed insufficient. Then he said: "the mystic is not the only one. The order of the world should be in the hands of the real mystic, not the royal family, knights and the army."

"The real mystery?"

The Baron frowned, then sneered again: "but the truth is that the world is still ruled by the royal family and knights!"

Anyang didn't argue with him anymore. Instead, he stretched out a palm, and suddenly there were blue spots in the palm. More and more of these pure and extreme spots flew to the sky and danced, forming a beautiful illusion.

"It's beautiful, but war is not like this..."

Before the Baron had finished speaking, a loud bang exploded, and all the blue spots in the sky turned into surging flames!

Boom!

When everything calmed down again, the floor in the hottest part of the conference room had been burned, the tables and chairs in the most turbulent part of the energy conversion had been cracked, and a set of decorative knight armor had been broken on the ground.

There was a buzz in the Baron's ear.

Anyang said lightly, "delay, Baron."

After a brief exclamation, the Baron indulged in not correcting his address, but nodded at once.

Anyang also knows that people in this world are not exclusive to mystics, at least not as hostile to witches as they were when they were hunted in the Middle Ages in the real world. It may also be related to the lack of religious color in this world.

But most people don't know the mystic.

Another day later, two armies attacked the baron.

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