Chapter 32

In the eastern part of the city, at the corner of an alley, there is a small door. It's so hidden that as long as it doesn't open, few people can find it. But now, the door has been opened, and there is a voice of conversation behind it.

"Joshua... Sir, you have really killed Mozer?"

Nolan, a grey haired and purple eyed stalker, is one of the next generation heirs of the Wilson family. Originally, this winter, a young girl of her age should stay in her small manor and enjoy the warmth of the fireplace and rich food. However, due to her family brother's mindless behavior, she was forced to come to the main city of Moldavia to endure the cold wind and snowstorm, Even stay in a small room... In front of such a monster.

"I don't think people who have been cut in half can still live. Ah, then again, your elder brother is really not weak, and he has a heavy blow on his deathbed."

In front of his eyes, this tall man with black rough hair and black red eyes has no expression. Although he is not handsome, he has the unique charm of a hard line man. His words and deeds are like heavy drumming, which makes people unable to breathe. He turns his eyes and looks straight into the girl's eyes, There was no temperature in his eyes, only the sharp and cruel pressure like steel: "where's Chris? Didn't you bring him to this safe house?"

At the end of the speech, he put his hands on his chest and waited for the answer of the diver.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

NORAN felt that her throat was a little dry and her head was noisy. Under the influence of instinct, she subconsciously swept around. This is the safe house she specially selected. It's hidden and unobtrusive, and it's very suitable for escape. The window behind her and the fireplace on the left can leave the house with a slight bump, Next, as long as she uses the skills of "vanishing existence", "human concealment" and "deep stealth", she can escape from the sky.

"Speak up."

The two words vibrate Nolan's eardrum, which makes her consciousness return to her body. Some broken reason stimulated by fear also condenses again. The girl can't help sighing. What she thinks is good, but in the face of a gold class, she is still a powerful warrior who can kill another gold class. As long as she dares to have any change, the next moment will be better, His head will be smashed by the heavy blow.

She's still young and doesn't want to be a headless knight. In that case, let's say.

"Almost two and a half hours ago, Chris seemed to have received some magic message, and then he insisted on leaving. I didn't stop him, so I let him go, but he left you a letter, which was put on the table next to me. I didn't read it or move it."

"Another letter."

Under Nolan's careful gaze, the soldier with black hair didn't know why he was in a worse mood. He frowned, went to the table and picked up the letter: "brother, since it wasn't aimed at me, I didn't intend to kill him. I don't know why I ran so fast."

Yes, you don't intend to kill me, but I'm still weak when I talk to you!

"What he said casually should be that he had some problems in the chamber of Commerce and the alchemy workshop in the south of the Empire. That's why he left in such a hurry..."

With regret in his heart, Nolan explained cautiously that Chris, an alchemist, was really a caster. He really had a higher IQ than her. He knew to find any reason to leave early, And he is stupid to stay in the safe house, just don't know to go, stupid.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter about him."

Putting the letter in his chest, Joshua turned to the grey haired stalker and showed a smile that was not kind at all: "next, let's talk about the great loss of the main city caused by the support of the Wilson family for my dead uncle."

"This..."

"If you don't want to be hit by me, you'd better think it over carefully before you speak. Well, Miss Nolan, let's sit down and talk."

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In 831, November 6, winter, black forest fortress, a rare sunny day.

The winter sun is not warm, but at least it can bring a little heat. It's really good weather for the knights on guard.

But the conference room of the fortress was completely different from the outside, filled with an embarrassing silence.

It was a room made of white rock, the hall was covered with black gold carpets, the long conference table made of brown pine was placed in the center, and several powerful knights in armor sat around the table, all of them bowed their heads.

"Silver knights, 55, elite northern cavalry, 120."On the left side of the conference room, someone finally broke the silence. The speaker was a tall soldier with a masked helmet. His voice was blocked by the helmet, which seemed a little dull. He said word by word: "a small half of the troops in the whole fortress are fully armed and ready to start at any time."

"There are 16 mages in the mage group, including nine priests, six silver mages and one frost Warlock."

The second speaker is the white haired old man on the right side of the conference table. He is wearing single frame glasses and holding magic copper staff. He looks fierce. At a glance, he is not so much a mage as a soldier. His voice almost leaks from his teeth: "the trigger scroll is full. If you blow it out, you can at least collapse a wall."

"Killy, Feng, what are you two talking about? Give me a good talk!"

A heavy clapping sound sounded. At the front of the conference table, a middle-aged knight with blond hair snorted angrily and said in a loud voice: "no matter how much you have prepared, you don't need it now! It's so slow. I'm glad to get paid one by one. I'm so loyal to the old lord

"Zorgen, don't think you are the garrison commander, I dare not do it!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the masked Knight showed no sign of weakness. He patted the table and stood up, pointed to the nose of the golden haired middle-aged knight and said angrily, "it was you who decided to look at the situation first. Now, if you have the foresight, you will send troops to fight back the main city at that time!"

"That's right. Don't think I'm a wizard, you can't do it. I'm Feng Lawrence. I'll put my words here today. There's no one in Beidi who can't hold a sword. If you don't explain clearly, we'll go out and fight alone now!"

As soon as the white haired mage threw his staff and rolled his robe, his strong arms full of scars and wounds suddenly appeared. Looking at the muscles, he could at least kill a bear with empty hands. Without saying a word, the Beidi characteristic mage, who is a part-time crazy warrior of the plastic energy master, called for an explosive technique in his hand. It seems that he would throw it out at any time.

The meeting room suddenly changed from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic. Seeing that the three fortress management were about to fight in the meeting room, their subordinates who had been used to it for a long time all immediately came forward and held the three fighting races, who were born, for a long time.

After a while of tossing, the garrison chief, the mage's mentor and the head of the knight's order all gave vent to some emotions and calmed down a little.

"Shame

There was another thump on the table. This time, the white haired mage named Feng took the lead. His expression looked very painful: "this is a great shame!"

"As a knight, I can't bring glory to the main city. I lost the main city!"

Although the masked knight could not see his face, his voice was extremely remorseful: "if your Lord is still alive... Ah!"

"You two don't have to say more. Who would have thought that young master Joshua... The new Lord could fight like this!"

With a sigh, zorgen, the middle-aged knight with blond hair, was also puzzled: "it's really strange, young master. No, Lord, he just wants to come to the black forest fortress. Even if he is fighting against the Kuroshio, we have to go out and beat down the main city. Why does he have to do it by himself? We haven't received any news. If it wasn't for Elson, we don't know the Lord has come back from the ravens

"You can easily kill 20 or 30 silver Knights by yourself, and you can knock down the main city with one hand. What do you want us to do?"

With a cold hum, Kiley straightened out his masked helmet and said: "a knight can't share his worries for the Lord, but also let the Lord face the danger himself. Now I'm so ashamed that I want to commit suicide. I just want the black tide to come quickly and let me kill more Warcraft to wash my shame with his blood!"

"Now, let the guards go back. The main city needs them to maintain order."

The last order ends the discussion and dispute in the conference room,

Similar to the exclamation in the black forest fortress, it spread throughout Moldavia. The Knights of the territory and even the dwarves living in it were also shocked by the news