The Black Scepter

~Date: ~November 05~

Lampard ushered in a short period of calm, which might be the case for the Murphys or Fordingar alliance, but obviously, some forces that were not currently involved began their actions. M

A month later, Murphyntin, who fought Jeanne in a dedicated open space below the ground, wiped his hands and wiped his sweat.

Jeanna put away the long sword given to him by Murphys-the magic sword from the heritage of Yizuer was extremely sharp. At this time, Jeanna, who had reached the level of "a", was already a knight who entered the ancient Syca level. However, it is clear that her strength will be significantly improved with her killing, and Murphy is also re-entering the eleventh level in the eyes of this mortal, so this pair of exercises is just right for Murphy.

Let Na be as silent as ever, enshrining Murphy as the master, but never taking off the dragon-headed helmet, she stood on the spot like a sculpture after Murphy's ellipse, no longer any movement, even flashing The two spots with the blue light disappeared.

"I have always had a question," Murphy stepped towards the teleportation array back to the surface, asking, "Why should I refuse freedom?"

After disposing of all territories, Murphy solemnly proposed to release the contract with Jeanna, but the knight in the soul state refused without much hesitation.

"Freedom is a poison to me."

At the moment, Jeanna, who did not give a reason, replied, "The free soul will dissipate, just like I can't hold the long sword in the handshake again without the imprisonment of the armor."

"Why cling to the long corner?"

"I just need an order and that's enough."

Jeanna followed behind Murphy, no more words.

Murphy suddenly wanted to ask about Jeanna’s life, but found that the magic circle in front of him shone with light-this meant that there was news on the ground that he needed to deal with, so in the end he still didn’t ask the exit and turned to take advantage of the power of the magic circle. Flying towards the surface.

Above the ground, a team from Cibalice stopped in front of the Earl's Court.

Obviously, the last time a similar team came, the message was that Ballice was about to attack Fording-but now all the abacus of his majesty is disrupted by Murphys, and Ballice has not had time to make any military action. Almost maimed by the sacred Gabriel and the Allied forces of the Fording Empire-although the lords of East Balice took advantage in several battles, without the support of the Western Balice royal family, the strength of the noble lords was already stretched, now The team of messengers from the royal family of Sibalice Buttigia once again came to Sicelin, the current core area of ​​East Balice. The purpose and the news brought by it are important exceptions.

As a lord, Hegel welcomed the royal envoys with more than a hundred people, but this arrogant team of honours who had not experienced war clearly apparently scoffed at Sicelin’s slightly depressed atmosphere, even in the face of the famous Lord Hegel, the royal messenger wearing the red envoy robes is not too polite, and can even be said to be arrogant.

Lord Hegel received the messenger in the slightly shabby Earl’s Hall. The atmosphere was not harmonious between the two sides. Lord Rampard, who was unsmiling, sat on the main seat and watched the expression of the red robe messenger had begun to become a little bit Indifferent, a messenger with a delicate face like a woman has a soft tone, and a parchment with a wax seal of the royal emblem in his hand is proud.

Murphy walked out of the dungeon, and far away saw the messenger guard team still riding on the horse outside the Earl's Palace. The soldiers were dressed in exquisite silver armor. For the sake of sorrow, the horse was even covered with a layer of dyed red They did not dismount their cotton armor, and every one of them seemed to have no homage to the city of lords like Cecilin. Seeing this, Murphy knew what the visitor was for, and reached out and snapped his fingers. Striding towards the Earl's Court Hall-Sphinx next to him jumped up to the towering wall next to him, and then stood there staring at the group of knights no longer moving, and Hydera flew straight up against the eaves next to it Fly to the second floor of Earl's Court.

Not far behind, Namai stepped up with Murphy and said nothing.

In front of the Earl’s Hall, Murphystin’s footsteps no longer advanced-and the words in the hall had spread outside the house...

"This is a royal order, I think you should understand what this means--"

"I don't understand what you mean, if this is Buttigia's attitude, then I have no comment."

Hegel interrupted the other party's words. He stared at the messenger's eyes sharply and abnormally. Although he was not wearing heavy armor during the war, his generous body, even sitting, still brought unimaginable Oppression.

"I think you misunderstood some concepts."

With a spit, the arrogant messenger was trembling with the force of Hegel before the conversation started-"This letter is from His Majesty Hasselblad, so..."

"Say something straight."

Hegel directly interrupted his nonsense.

"I mean-well, your majesty's hand."

He finally handed the rolled parchment directly to Hegel, no longer pinching any shelves-Hegel reached out and took it, looked down for a few seconds after tearing it, and then his fingers pinched slightly Tight, then slowly raised his head.

The content of the first half of the letter is very formal. It is a set of commendation words from the Sibalice royal family to the East Balice against the invaders, and invites all the lords to Butija to participate in the award ceremony, etc., but the latter part of the letter The gunpowder smell is very strong-the royal family even directly pointed out that Hegel went to the royal family with "the man behind"!

Obviously, the facts of the puppet regime have been detected by the royal family, and this letter means semi-open contradiction.

In the final analysis, Hegel, who is half a "lord", could not be the master in this situation. His hatred with the Buttigian royal family stems from the surname he carried on his body, and how to confront the royal family becomes his willingness to become Murphy. The important reason for Sri Lanka to start-now, whether the choice to openly intensify the contradiction with the royal family is placed in front of him, but the heir of Glass has not acted rashly, he thought for a moment, and then said: "I think I need a friend to come in speak."

Subsequently, Murphys and the servant Jeanna walked into the lord's hall under the leadership of the guard, and the messenger in red was puzzled-it was obvious that the content of the letter in his opponent was completely ignorant.

When Jeana appeared in a heavy armor, the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

"Sir, some news."

The messenger was dumbfounded, Hegel stooped down and lifted the letter in his hand, and handed it to Murphys—obviously, he had decided not to continue the play.

But Murphy didn't have any superfluous expressions, reached for the letter, and when no one was reading it, he used elemental flame to burn it to ashes.

"Master Hegel, I think this is a conversation involving the lords, others should not-"

"who are you?"

Murphy took a seat directly, as if he had made a decision, and then looked up.

This sentence completely stunned the guy who wanted to say something to Hegel. He hesitantly replied: "I am the messenger of the royal family of Buttigia and brought Hasselblad's oracle to Lord Lampard--"

"Then why don't you leave?"

Murphy interrupted him extremely rudely, his expression began to become extremely impatient, and waved his hand: "You are just a messenger, the letter has been sent, what are you doing here?"

"you..."

Rao has seen more scenes, and this humiliated messenger is also a little sleepy. He himself has a baronial title. Although he only inherited it, in a "small place" like Lampard, a Buttigia The envoy’s first-class courtesy is always the norm... but the stranger who appears suddenly seems to have no good intentions-Hegel’s momentum is still letting him be honest, but Murphys is younger than himself. Why are children so arrogant?

"I came under the royal order, and I must get a reply before I can leave, you-no right to expel me, humiliate me, it is equivalent to humiliating His Majesty Hasu!"

The guards pulled Jin Xiang into a piece, and the atmosphere of the hall instantly dropped to the freezing point.

Hegel didn't say a word, and Murphy slowly shifted his gaze to the face of the excited messenger, and chuckled, "Enemy with the royal family? Are you the final word?"

"Arrogance!"

"Arrogant? When Lampard confronts hundreds of thousands of troops, do you guys feel joking about jokes?"

Murphy got up, and suddenly, he walked to the guy who was similar to him, with a far more terrifying momentum, and reached out and poke unceremoniously on the other person's chest. In the face of the waste of the enemy, do you need me here to tell you what real "arrogance" is?"

At this moment~www.novelmtl.com~ Murphy's powerful breath of eleventh level is not coming out. The little baron who is not much bigger than himself in front of him instantly stiff and sweaty, he wanted to talk, But he couldn't spit out half a syllable as if he was pinched by his neck. He wanted to raise his arm, but found his limbs were frozen!

There were six guards who came with the courier in the hall of Earl’s Court. When they saw this situation, they immediately took the suburbs to protect the threatened baron messenger, but the sword handle was just pulled out.

A huge figure blocked the light that was supposed to shine into the house.

Turning their heads, they saw a huge snake head for the first time, but then they found that the snake head actually belonged to the tail of a large Warcraft with a height of more than four meters! The viper-like snake head has hard scales and a pair of vicious triangular eyes. The scarlet snake's foot is more than half a meter long, and its open mouth is full of sharp and layered fangs. The tail of Finks-its body occupies the entire open space outside Earl’s Court. The low and explosive body faces the nearly 100 members of the messenger guard outside the door. The low roar reveals the undoubted majesty. !

"You... did you dare to deal with the messenger?!"