Chapter 366

Sylby was caught off guard by Gryffindor's sudden visit. He wasted a lot of time talking to him. He had to quicken his pace to get back to Slytherin's house before dawn.

But when he came to the shell and conch tavern, he saw the thin figure at the door of the tavern. His heart beat abnormally. It was Tara. Another of the bloodthirsty Gemini.

"Lord Slytherin has been looking for you for a long time," she said anxiously to Silby

"What

Sylby was also very surprised: "don't you usually get up at seven in the morning? Why did you get up at five today?"

"Queen Pandora suddenly announced that she would open the palace gate and summon all the invitation owners." Tara said, half excited and half anxious.

"Hiss!" Silby took a breath of cold air and said, "it's agreed to open the Palace door in the cold winter. Why do you open it now? It's just autumn."

"I don't know. It's said in the grapevine that queen Pandora can't bear the loneliness in her boudoir and is eager to look for...

" OK, OK! Don't talk about this yet....

Silby thought of the woman in red she had seen before, turned around twice, and quickly sorted out her priorities. Instead of guessing why Pandora opened the palace ahead of time, Slytherin's anger was what he had to bear immediately.

He trotted the door into the pub.

In the tavern hall, the bartender in the tavern was wearing a white dress with a sleepy face carrying bread and tea. More than a dozen sorcerers in different costumes were sitting on the serpentine chair, noisy and with different looks.

They are all powerful witches Slytherin has recently recruited. In the form of alliance, they are powerful against Gryffindor.

Slytherin summoned them before dawn, which showed the urgency of the situation.

Seeing them in full swing, Silby was a little relieved. Perhaps Slytherin had forgotten himself because he was so busy in the morning.

He took the sugar and black tea from a bartender and walked down the hall quickly, making a look like he had been working for a long time.

It backfired.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing him appear, Slytherin raised his hand and immediately stopped the discussion of other witches in the pub.

In the blink of an eye, the noisy hall became silent and the needles could be heard. The tavern owner, who was sitting at the bar, lowered his head and looked like an ostrich. As soon as the bartender saw that the situation was not good, he slipped away from the door quietly.

Sylby couldn't be like them, because everyone's eyes fell on him.

"Oh, look who's here, the famous underground gladiator who won 30 times in a row."

"If queen Pandora doesn't open the door, you're going to beat all the witches in Pandora," Salazar Slytherin sneered

Sylby looked around and saw the sinister smiling eyes hiding behind Slytherin's chair. They were bona, the owner of the rat road Colosseum. It was really beyond his expectation. He never thought that the sissy would go to Slytherin to complain. It was clear that they had signed a confidentiality agreement and were torn up.

"I went to the rat track arena. I just wanted to exercise." He withdrew his eyes from Boehner and looked at Slytherin.

"It seems that I haven't arranged enough work for you, or it's too idle to take care of me."

Slytherin stood up and rustled his green robe across the floor.

"But I heard that you were very brave and defeated gladiators from all over the world."

Silby didn't answer. Slytherin's calm face was sullen. It was obviously not a good time to talk back to him.

Dong!

Slytherin laid his hand on the table.

Silby immediately covered his wrist. The green snake on his arm came to life. It bit his flesh and was drilling into the bone. The pain in his heart made his forehead sweat.

"I also heard that you met Gryffindor in private and formed an alliance with him!"

More than a dozen sorcerers in the alliance with Salazar Slytherin took a breath and stood up one after another, knocking the table. They reach out to their waists, to their respective casting materials.

Sylby's eyes widened. "It's slander!"

"I'm not slandering you," the short Slytherin stepped forward three meters, stood on the steps and looked down at Silby. "You're my servant!"

Slytherin hissed and said, "dare to act without my permission. I thought my last warning was deep enough."

The pain became more and more intense, and the pain from the eyes of the arm to the half of the body, as if there were countless small snakes in the body wriggling and biting. This is not only the physical pain, but also the humiliation of public criticism. For the latter, Silby would not bear it.

"Yes, a servant should do what a servant should do."Sylby straightened up and said, "I did everything you told me."

"What did you do? Do I allow you to go to the Colosseum to take part in the gambling Slytherin's momentum is rising, and his look at Silby is more and more bad.

The feeling of snake biting his heart rushed through Silby's spiritual world like a tsunami, which made him unstable and almost scream. In a trance, he saw the white light in the dream, the huge energy contained in the white light, and the wild cry.

He forgot his pain and stood upright in front of Slytherin.

"You didn't disallow it either."

"How do I know I can't do it if I don't have to?" said Silby

Hiss!

The man in the green robe made a bold move. For a moment, the wizard in the room stepped back. Slytherin's palm turned into a sizzling viper, opening his mouth and biting at Silby's neck.

Click!

The viper's teeth bit into a transparent border, and it was hard to penetrate any more. The venom flowed down the transparent border, dripping on the floor and emitting blue smoke.

Sylby stands on Slytherin's arm and resists Slytherin's sudden attack in severe pain.

The shock flashed through Slytherin's eyes, and then turned to determination.

"I thought I underestimated you, but now I'm wrong. I underestimated you a lot." Slytherin squinted. "But that's it, genius."

"Don't you want to hear what Gryffindor told me?"

With his back against the wall, Silby stood on the ground, strong and rooting.

"What did he say?"

Slytherin asked, gritting his teeth, using a way to capture the spirit.

Words and phrases came out of Silby's eyes. He shook his head and wiped them out with brain block technique:

"he wanted me to serve him. Three months later, I was already your right arm. I took good care of your daily life. I only slept three hours a day. I know your habits, I know your magic makeup, I even know the weakness of your alliance. Gryffindor knows that as long as I serve him, you have no chance of winning. "

"Then I can't keep you any more."

Slytherin opened his mouth, and his tongue turned into a beautiful poisonous snake from his mouth.

Sylby, who had been prepared for a long time, slipped away from Slytherin's attack. He stepped back, spread out his hand and looked at Slytherin. "I've served you for three months. Are you going to kill me now, master?"

Slytherin was stunned and felt that the atmosphere was suddenly not right. He immediately looked around and found that other witches in the hall were either afraid or looking at himself carefully. Finally, he knew that the boy's words were not for himself, but for others around him.

First exaggerate their credit, and then give him a cruel hat. In normal times, he would scoff at such tactics and then kill those who dare to do so on the spot.

But now, Pandora queen opened the door, they urgently need help to fight Gryffindor, but it is not a good time to set an example.

Slytherin laughed. He was angry.

"Good fellow, what a wonderful fellow!"

He took a few deep breaths, and his expression changed from anger to calmness. Instead of using incantation to torture Silby, he stepped back and said coldly, "I'll let bygones be bygones this time. If you dare to cheat me, don't blame me for being cruel to you."

Sylby nodded calmly. "As you wish, master."

Slytherin turned to the people in the hall and said, "no matter why queen Pandora wants to start the competition ahead of time, we must not let Godric Gryffindor, the guy with muscles in his head, run ahead of us. Let's go."

The situation disappeared, and he took more than a dozen witches to fish out from Silby's side and left the shell and conch tavern.

Sylby's back and forehead were completely wet.

He is not the rookie who just entered the city of Pandora. His strength has increased greatly after two months of high-intensity fighting, but he is not sure whether he is Slytherin's opponent now. He dare not gamble.

But there was only one thing he knew for sure. Salazar Slytherin did not dare to attack him at this juncture. In order to prevent the instability of his own army, he even feared himself again. If you want to tear down the bridge, you have to wait until the end of Pandora.

After that?

Sylby looked out the window at the palace, the highest peak.

I don't know if there is any chance to get rid of that guy's control.

At dawn, Salazar Slytherin and his team reached the highest peak in Pandora.

On the mountain road leading to the palace on the top floor, every 100 meters, there are fully armed soldiers in gold armour. They wear sharp swords on their waists and hold banners, which are ringing in the air.Through the morning light, Silby could see the huge and solemn Castle buildings on the top of the mountain, the Domed hall and the heavy parapet full of arrows, all made of light yellow stones, covered with rows of dark blue glazed tiles.

Compared with the capital of his father Ramiro I, Pandora's castle is more magnificent, more mysterious and more exotic.

Close to the palace 100 meters, a man stopped them.

His head was bare, he was wearing a golden silk robe, his hands were folded in his sleeves, and he looked at the wizard with a smile.

"Please wait here for a moment, ladies and gentlemen."

"The queen is coming," she said with a smile

It should be the herald of the palace.

With a wave of his green robe, Slytherin raised a high platform out of thin air, which was spliced by stones and lifted the crowd up. After that, he took the lead to sit on the platform with his knees crossed, looking very solemn.

Sylby wanted to laugh. Slytherin's posture must have been practiced many times. You know, before he was in the snake's belly, he was not so solemn and solemn. He basically ate when he was hungry, slept when he was sleepy, and did magic experiments when he moved.

Before long, almost at the front and back, another team appeared on the mountain road. They are basically dressed in Red Wizard robes. There are only about ten of them, less than Slytherin, but they seem to be more united than Slytherin.

The first man is blonde, blue eyed, tall, with a sharp sword on his waist, smiling in the sun and elegant.

It's Godric Gryffindor.

Seeing Gryffindor coming, Slytherin opened his eyes and closed them again after a cold hum.

More than a dozen other witches behind him closed their eyes and sat down. They didn't mean to communicate with Gryffindor.

But Gryffindor, after seeing Slytherin, warmly said: "Yo, Salazar, good morning."

"Well."

Slytherin closed his eyes and hummed, "the early bird catches the worm."

"The early Snake must be eaten by mice."

Gryffindor went to the high stage, looked up at Slytherin: "today may take a long time, you sit so high, it will be very hot at noon, cold-blooded animals can endure the scorching sun?"

Slytherin opened his eyes and flashed a cold light in his eyes: "Godric, you don't have to laugh at me. I lost to you once three years ago because you just got the goblin's sword. If the person who got the sword was me, you would have no chance to survive."

"That's the difference between you and me, Salazar. Now the church is powerful. You, me and other witches have a hard time. Only by uniting can we expand our living space. But all you want is to kill me. "

Slytherin sneered: "if you can listen to me, I will not kill you, but Godric, you are too reckless and impulsive. Over the years, you have offended the goblin, the giant and the church. Is this also called expanding living space? You stink half the reputation of a wizard, I say

"Ha ha ha ha ~"

Gryffindor laughed: "I heard that last winter, in order to test a newly raised Hydra, you let that monster devour a whole village of livestock in Norway. Is that true?"

"Just livestock, not living people. I've been very kind."

Slytherin said coldly.

Gryffindor shrugged: "so half of a wizard's reputation stinks by me, and the other half stinks by you."

"You...!"

Slytherin's eyes glared and he put up his waist. He even wanted to get up from the ground at once.

Sylby listened to the conversation, but his lips rose and he laughed silently.

If we say that these two people are among the best witches in the world, they can quarrel like two boys next door, maybe because they are too familiar with each other.

The enraged Slytherin soon calmed down. "It's useless to talk more, Gryffindor. It's unknown who can get the city. You don't have to show off your tongue here."

Gryffindor laughs, nods to Silby standing behind Slytherin, and takes his men to the other side. Underground also raised a high platform to hold them up.

In addition to Gryffindor, some other witches came from the king's road one after another. There were those who didn't belong to any school, standing in the distance and watching coldly.

Sylby thinks that most of them are guys who want to make a fortune and pick up leaks. Unfortunately, the formation of the red and green camps makes the idea of picking up leaks a delusion.

Finally, at noon.

In the hope of hundreds of witches.

The golden gates of Pandora's palace slowly opened.

Countless soldiers and maids came out of the palace, each carrying various utensils, censers, shrines, fans, umbrellas, and golden chariots drawn by twelve pure white horses.At the top of the chariot sat a woman in a red robe, as she had seen Silby the last time, with her face covered and her whole body covered.

This time, she wore heavy and solemn gold ornaments on her head, had a peculiar cross stitch on her body, and on her knees was a colorful fan that could only be used by the royal family.

She did not squint, looked straight ahead, exuding a very solemn atmosphere.

There is no doubt that she is Beatrix I.

Sylby looked at her curiously.

She noticed that sylby's eyes swept over his face and quickly moved away.

The queen didn't show her true face, and most of the witches were quite disappointed, but their eyes were soon attracted by another thing.

Their eyes were fixed on a red cushion held by the bareheaded herald in his hands beside the chariot.

There was a long black magic wand on the cushion. It was wrapped with gold wire and inlaid with red and blue gems. It looked very luxurious.

The bald Herald respectfully offered his wand to the shrine, turned to the wizard and said:

"this is the wand of Antonio amodova, the last generation of magician, King Pandora. It is also a symbol of the dominance of Pandora. The final winner will hold a magic wand and take over Pandora and have everything here. That is... "

the bald Herald smiles:" Pandora's new king. "

The witches on both sides of the high platform were in a commotion, and the title of the king was always fatally alluring no matter what age and society he was in. In front of this title, Gryffindor and Slytherin straighten their waists and erect their ears.

King? Only Silby didn't move. He frowned at the huge palace behind the herald and felt something was wrong.

According to his observation, the city of Pandora is still in good condition. Both black and white follow their own rules and territories, and they are at peace with each other.

And that Pandora queen, from the last brief meeting, her body looks very healthy, not the slightest will die looking for an heir.

Why a powerful wizard?

Why hand over power?

Sylby's doubts spread.

Is it true that the queen is young and her physiological needs are not met, so she needs a husband. As soon as the idea was born, Silby found it ridiculous. He was born in the royal court when he was young. Naturally, he knew the difference between politicians and ordinary people. As a queen, even if she had dozens of lovers or faces, no one would dare to say anything.

Is it because the political situation is unstable and a strong force is needed?

After thinking about it, Silby felt that it was possible, but it seemed that it was not possible, because he always felt that a good wizard was not necessarily a good politician. It can even be said that good witches and politicians just want to go against each other. Witches need a lot of time to meditate and study, while politicians have to show up and get married everywhere.

If the political situation is really unstable, internal and external troubles, shouldn't we find a powerful politician to marry? Why do you have to find a wizard.

Thinking about it, he recalled the time and place when he saw queen Pandora last time. He always felt that something was abnormal.