Advent of the Archmage

    Orida Fortress.

    'Tear~~ Lord Abel tore a document to pieces: "It's an excuse. There aren't enough strong men. It seems that I'm still too tolerant!"

    This document is a reply to the military decree in a small town to the south. He asked for 3,000 people. As a result, this town only sent 2,000 fighters. It was a third less. The Duke Abel was not satisfied.

    Not happy, Abel felt his intentions in the chest surge, his nose twitching unconsciously, one hand instinctively stretched to the word hilt, his heart has a desire.

    He wanted to smell the smell of fresh blood. He wanted to see the blood fog formed when blood sprayed the body. He also wanted to hear the 'click' sound when the sword pierced the flesh, and the thorns of the piercers. Cry. . . . . . He likes to kill children best, it's better to be a little girl. Their body is delicate and they cut down with a sword. It's like breaking a piece of meat tofu. It has a slight resistance, but it's not big, and it feels very good.

    No, he can't think about it anymore. If he thinks about it, he will once again sneak out of the fortress to kill.

    His hand clenched his word hilt, sometimes loosened, and his palms were wet with sweat. After a full ten minutes, the Duke Abel suppressed the intention of killing in his heart.

    He released the word hilt and was ready to start reading the next file.

    At this moment, he felt something flash in the corner. He immediately took the word hilt. At the same time, he looked up and saw the dark corner of the wall. A dark shadow was standing there.

    "Who are you?"The Duke of Abel drank lightly.

    "It's not important who I am. It's important, Fleet Admiral, you are in a very bad situation right now."The dark shadow whispered, listening to the tone, it seems that some gloat.

    Abelhaha laughed: "Hey, I already have the power of legend. It is the most formidable warrior in the fortress. There are fifty thousand soldiers in the fortress. Who dares to move me!"

    The Black Shadow reported a name: "Baron Molleni, the Lord of Field."

    Abel's expression is stagnant. In exchange for other people, he will sniff at him, but legendary magician Link, he is very taboo, not only the magic of the opposite side make him frightened, the territory of the opposite side also supplies most of the fortress, once He was sinned against him and his supplies were cut off. The supplies in the fortress lasted for up to two months.

    Two months later, the soldier had to lose grain and then it would automatically collapse.

    "For no reason, how will the Lord Fielder pay me?"Abel mumbled.

    The shadows made a soft laugh and the sound was spiky, which made Abel very uncomfortable. He wished he could immediately rush to cut the opposite side body into two, but he also wanted to hear the opposite side. What to say, so lived up to this impulse.

    The opposite side laughed and said softly: "Because your strength, your strength comes from the killing, you need to keep killing. Don't you think it's strange?"

    The shadow of the shadow is very light, but listening to Abel's ear sounded like a flat yell: 'Yes, what is the strengthening of the Strike? Even Devil couldn't do this. I've been more and more bloodthirsty recently. If I don't kill anyone, I feel uncomfortable and I can't sleep. I just thought about killing the little girl. . . . . . What is the difference between this and Devil? '

    He had long felt that his Strength was wrong, but he did not dare to think deeply about it. But now, he carefully recalled what he had done and suddenly he was shocked by a cold sweat.

    While in the midst of it, Prince Abel did not feel terrible, but he was reminded of this. After thinking about it again, he could not believe that he would do such a thing.

    However, who is this dark shadow!

    "The guy who hides his tail and you give it to me!"The Duke of Abel drew his sword with a bang and if he did not reveal his identity, he would definitely kill it with a sword.

    The dark shadow chuckled and walked out of the dark corner. She was a woman in a black silk dress. Her appearance was like a snake. Her features were delicate but slightly fierce. She looked at the Duke of Abel and grinned.

    "Ahhhh…" you are. . . . . . It's you! ”

    The Duke of Abel could not help but retreat a step. He felt that his entire person was messy. The woman was exactly the same as the brilliant archangel who had given him strength that night. The only difference was the clothes worn on the opposite side.

    "Yeah, it's me. I gave you the Strength to kill. I let you have the extraordinary force of Fei Luoman. You are now a legendary soldier. Should you thank me?"

    "you……. You are Devil! ”Duke Abel did not know where he had been taken.

    The woman in the black dress jerked her hand and her face showed a look of extreme disdain: "Don't compare me to Devil. Those stupid dumb guys are only worthy of being slaves. Hey, Fleet Admiral, you still don't confuse my identity. Consider thinking about yourself. As far as I know, Link is on the way north. He already knows your secret. You should think of ways to protect yourself. ”

    'Hey ~' Duke Abel sat down on his chair and murmured, "It's useless. How could I be his opponent? He can kill tens of thousands of Devils alone. This strength, even if I promoted the legend? I was finished, my hands covered with blood, he will never forgive me. . . . . I am finished and finished. ”

    Prince Abel, holding his head, murmured to himself, and his heart was filled with complex emotions, fear, shame, anger, etc., and so forth.

    The woman laughed again: "What a coward, you are now the Fleet Admiral of the Northern Legion. It is the Duke of Abel. Countless warriors are loyal to you and a large number of magicians work for you. Linker North, and his peers with no more than 10 people, what are you afraid of? ”

    "He alone can destroy a legion!"

    "That's because there are no fighters fighting him. He also uses range Attack magic, but now, like him, you are also the legendary Expert. The soldiers in the fortress are ordinary people. You think he will use the same magic. Do you deal with innocent fighters? No, he won't. These fighters are your hostages. . . . . . do you understand? ”

    The words of Duke Abel moved in his heart. In his heart he feared a slight reduction. The sense of shame was also concealed by anger: “Yes, I’m the legion Fleet Admiral. What is Link’s qualification to judge me? He’s just a Viscount. Son only. No, I can't give in. I want to resist. I want. . . . . . . I want to kill him! ”

    The killing idea that Duke Abel had just suppressed was once again evaporating. The killing was so intense that his body surface showed a slight dark red glow and his eyes became red.

    "Yes, that's it. That's it."The voice of the woman in the black dress gently encouraged: “There is a small town called Greenstone in the south and 100 miles from the south. There is a fury and plague in the city. You should lead the army to control the plague. There can be tens of thousands of people in the city. ."

    The words made Duke Abel's heart produce a deep coolness. He growled: "You roll for me!"

    "As you can, the news I have brought to you, what to do, see your own choice."The woman in black dress retired to the corner. She did not know what method she used. The whole person disappeared like a fog.

    It is strange to say that Duke Abel is also a prostitute and a singer. It should be a great move. The guards outside the library should be rushed in. However, when the women in black dresses recede, the study is still quiet.

    The Duke of Abel did not bother to go to the bottom, his body squatted on a chair, and the red-eyed eyes looked at the ceiling of the study awry, but the thought of the woman in the black dress was still in her head.

    'Gryston, furious plague, killing Devil, Link's trial. 'One by one words turn around in his mind, like a curse, and he can never disperse.

    Do not know how long, Duke Abel shouted: "Guards! guard! ”

    The door was pushed away, and a young soldier came in and used the eyes of the worship to look at the Duke of Abel: "Fleet Admiral, what do you command?"

    "Go and call my daughter Annie!"

    "Yes, Fleet Admiral."The young soldier retired.

    Abel took out the pen and paper and began to write a letter. His hand was groaning and he had been writing. The letter himself was very confusing. From time to time, Abel also stopped writing, looking glitteringly look at the stationery, and seemed to want to destroy it. Drop it.

    But he still didn't do it.

    A few minutes later, he wrote the letter, put the letter in the envelope, sealed it with lacquer, and covered his Fleet Admiral stamp. At this time, the door was pushed open, and Annie and the black and white leather came in. She had a cold face and after seeing her father she coldly said, "What's the matter with Fleet Admiral?"

    "With this letter, to the south, Master Linke was on the way to the north. You gave it to Master Link…. You don't want to go alone, let Carnot repair go with you! ”

    "Yes, Fleet Admiral."Anne looked coldly at the letter, closed it up, and asked, "What else is it, Fleet Admiral?"

    Prince Abel knows why his daughter was so cold to himself. During Carason’s time, she had always been opposed to killing civilians. But he did not listen. After the killing, she became like this.

    "Nothing, you're going to go faster, the sooner the better! Remember, except for Link, don't give letters to anyone. Even if it's in the name of me, do you understand? ”

    KnownAnne was weird, but she still took the letter.

    After a while, the Duke Abel heard the sound of hoofs. In his heart, he was still tight. He took a few steps to look in the window, and saw his daughter Anne and Carnotsu riding out of the fortress of Orida.

    The Duke of Abel was suddenly scared. He was just like a beast and he turned around in his study. Turning for half an hour, he suddenly shouted, "Come on! Come on! ”

    The escort ran in again: "What happened to Fleet Admiral?"

    “Annie Princess and Carnot Husband betrayed me. Go, and you will tell the Commander of Military Intelligence that he will send someone to catch them. Come fast. The speed must be fast. Never let them run! Absolutely not! ”Duke Abel screamed.

    "Yes, I understand."The soldier rushed to deliver the order.