Chapter 147

This seems simple, but Du Wei can't help but sigh.

Count Raymond suddenly laughed: "Your Highness, you are young, but you are really smart. However, it is useless for you to stir up the relationship between us and the prince in public. I can also tell you: Yes! If your majesty had asked us to help you at the beginning, we would have done the same! The problem is that he asked us to help the eldest prince for 30 years, but suddenly he changed his mind. It's forcing us to waste 30 years of efforts, and we don't even have a way out. "

"So my father was wrong." Chen Prince unexpectedly came out such a sentence, let everyone have some surprise!

Even Augustine VI could not help looking at his little son in surprise.

"Father." Prince Chen stood and bowed to the old emperor: "please go back to the Palace first. I'll take care of the things here, will you?"

"Delusion!" The prince was furious: "Chen! Do you think today's thing is so simple! I won't give up if my father doesn't abdicate today! "

Augustine VI raised his eyebrows, and the warrior in the gray robe behind him suddenly had a cold light in his eyes: "bold! Your Highness the prince! Your majesty wants to go back to the palace. I see who dares to stop him! "

With that, the samurai, who was not amazing in appearance, suddenly took a step forward. Just like a shadow, he suddenly changed! All of a sudden, his whole body sent out an unparalleled cold! That impressively did not know gathered how many bloody murderous gas!

Dewey had the sharpest telepathy. Standing far away, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain. The other side's murderous spirit was so strong that Du Wei even felt that he didn't dare to look at him!

"Hum!" The eldest prince sneered: "Dear Mr. Rossi, of course I dare not forget you, the famous" sword sage in grey clothes "in mainland China. However, although you have strong martial arts skills, it's inevitable to face my tens of thousands of elite with one person's strength..." he said, looking coldly at the warrior in grey clothes: "moreover, you have been by my father's side for many years. How could I forget you! In order to deal with you, I have prepared an opponent who is most suitable for you

With that, the prince turned around and whispered to a knight in full armor behind him: "I ask you to do the third thing for me: help me kill this' sword saint in grey '!"

A gentle sigh: "as you wish."

The familiar voice, like a cold ice, fell into duvet's ears, which made him shiver! He immediately thought of the owner of the voice!

Sure enough, the knight slowly took off his helmet and showed a thin face. His eyes were full of desolation. He slowly took out his sword and pulled it out. The cold air on the thin and long blade shrouded him, as if with the terrible smell of snowstorm

Beauty under the moon!

After Hussein, the second Paladin appeared on the mainland. Rodriguez!!!

Rodriguez slowly took off his armor. He came out of the heavy armor cavalry line in a face robe and quietly looked at the grey warrior on the platform.

"Monsieur Rossi. I've heard your name for a long time. " Rodriguez seemed to smile: "however, I don't like you very much... You are called" the sword saint in grey ". I've always been very curious that with your strength, you can even add the word" Saint "to your name!"

With that, Rodriguez sighed softly, and the air surged around him, and then the fighting burst out! The dazzling golden fighting spirit is burning like a golden flame!

The golden splendor seemed to frighten the eyes of all the audience!

There was a long silence. Then someone suddenly exclaimed: "gold fighting spirit! Gold fighting!! Paladin, Paladin!! The Almighty God is up! It's a paladin! "

Rodriguez's whole body is shining with gold, even his hair seems to have turned into the color of gold. Only the famous sword "beauty under the moon" in his hand is still silvery cold, a little pale in a golden flame, which looks more mysterious.

Rosie's face was not as calm and arrogant as before. He was holding the sword in his arms and could not help changing his hand!

Rodriguez and his "beauty under the moon". Rosie knew that for a long time. But once upon a time. He doesn't think he will lose to the other side either!

But... I didn't expect that Rodriguez had been promoted to become a paladin!

Rosie's heart has sunk, because. His own strength is only a level 9 warrior!

Maybe it's too demeaning to say that he is "just".

Because the warriors of level 9, who run through the whole continent of Roland, are very few of the strongest! For example, as powerful as the temple, before Hussein appeared in the holy knight order, the strongest master was only level 9.

Rossi is known as the sword sage in grey because he only likes a grey robe for many years, and the word "sword sage" is really because of his amazing sword skills. This Mr. Rossi is even more famous on the mainland than Rodriguez, who doesn't like to be in the limelight. Only because he has been living in seclusion in the palace for many years, he has become Augustine's personal guard, which doesn't show his reputation.

Looking at the beauty under the moon in Rodriguez's hand, looking at the flaming fighting spirit of the paladin in front of him. Gold... Gold indeed! The gold in legend, the gold that I can't achieve in my whole life! Rosie's face suddenly cleared of gray, and a trace of yearning appeared in her eyes, which was a kind of almost devout eyes“ Your majesty The swordsman suddenly turned and gave Augustine VI a deep look. There was no indifference in his voice, but a gentle voice: "how long have I been with you?" " It's been 26 years. " Augustine VI suddenly saw something that worried him in Rosie's eyes. He couldn't help saying, "Rosie, you..." "Your Majesty, how long have we known each other?" There was a smile on Rosie's gray face Fifty four years Augustine VI suddenly understood something, his trembling body suddenly straightened: "fifty four years!"“ Yes, fifty-four years... "Rosie looked up at the sky and said to herself," when we were young, we met in the frozen forest. In my heart, your majesty, as always, is still the young prince, my good friend. For you, I'm willing to stay with you, protect you, and accompany you through these 26 years. "“ Lo, Rosie“ No, your majesty, you know me best in the world Rosie whispered: "when I was young, I said that the biggest goal of my life is to be promoted to the holy rank one day. Unfortunately, I'm 68 years old, but I still can't reach that level. But God is merciful to me, at least let me see a real holy rank with my own eyes, and also have the chance to fight with the strong holy rank. " Speaking of this, Rosie suddenly knelt down on one knee and bowed his head deeply: "Your Majesty, I am very lucky to be your companion in my life. But from today on, Rosie can't be with you any more! " With that, Rosie stood up and turned away from looking at Augustine VI. The Warrior fell down from the high platform like a cloud in a high posture and quietly fell in front of Rodriguez“ Holy rank, strong man Rosie's voice is very serious, he nodded to Rodriguez: "thank you for meeting my life's wishes! I've been looking forward to this war all my life! " With that, he gently pulled out his sword. It was a top-grade sword, which was made of the best steel. However, it was not inlaid with any gems. Obviously, there was no magic blessing. And the hilt, with the hemp rope winding, can imagine, hold up must be very close! Rossi, the "sword sage in grey", broke out all his fighting spirit. His fighting spirit gradually changed from silver to a touch of golden glory... Unfortunately, it was much worse than pure gold fighting spirit. Obviously, the 68 year old warrior has been on the verge of promotion, but he has never been able to cross this level! Now, from the color of his fighting spirit, Dewey can see that he can't even compare with Hussein when he first saw him in the frozen forest. However, although his strength was obviously weak, the warrior still raised his sword and his eyes were calm: "let's go! In the name and dignity of a warrior, I beg you to do your best! " Rodriguez's face also became serious. He didn't show any contempt because of the strength gap between the two sides. His eyes were full of respect. Looking at the opponent in front of him, he took a deep breath: "as you said! As you wish! " A group of golden fighting spirit and a group of silver fighting spirit collided with each other fiercely. The brilliant brilliance of the collision reflected on the magic screen of the sky, just like the eternal existence of the soul of the warrior for thousands of years!