Chapter 490

Albert Warner is old.

As the third son of the last Warner family leader and his uncle, the old aristocrat is now in a high position in the imperial foreign office. However noble his status is, he knows that no matter how noble his status is, he can't afford to pass the time without outstanding cultivation talent - he is 62 years old, no matter how well he is maintained and how much strengthening potion he uses, The body function will start to decline gradually, just like before, just walking down the airship ladder makes him a little weak.

This is a helpless reality.

But now... The ambassador feels that he is full of strength!

The priests and paladin apprentices standing in front of the Lord's mansion, under the command of their own teachers, used all kinds of unrepeated gain state, so that the unprepared Albert was immediately wrapped by a huge holy energy light group, and the light group dissipated. What appeared in front of the public was the shocked imperial Ambassador.

"This power!"

Subconsciously waving his right hand, the sound of breaking the air accompanied by the translucent airflow hit the rock floor. Now Albert feels that his muscles contain enough force to tear the polar bear. He takes a step forward. His original flighty steps are extremely steady, and his full sense of strength almost makes him jump up, Mr. ambassador, whose mind and body were strengthened to the extreme, had an illusion at this time - even if a broken ridge dragon roared in front of him, he was not afraid!

"How do you feel now?" Asked an old minister.

"Very good!" Albert clenched his fist and nodded confidently: "I feel like I can kill a walking dragon!"

"Well... You go." Hearing this, the old priest sighed and shook his head.

"Your Highness is waiting for you in the hall. Other attendants, please stay at the door."

Seeing this, the guide respectfully said that he opened the gate of the outer wall of the Lord's mansion, while the clergymen who had finished the casting disappeared like the wind. He could vaguely hear that "this time I played well, 80 points." Such a voice came from the corner of the street, and Mr. Albert, who did not know that he had become the assessment equipment for the clergy of St. Lauren's Cathedral, stepped into the Lord's palace garden with full spirit.

In a hotel not far away, on the third floor, which was contracted as the residence of the visiting ambassador, three distinguished people with different shapes stood at the window, looking at the scene in front of them.

"Do you think he can make it to the Lord's house?" A pale spirit sipped the tranquilizer while holding a wine glass. The ambassador of Yuannan spirit murmured: "I'm so old..."

"Hum." Now the dwarf, who was still holding the wall to maintain his stance, gave a cold hum and did not reply.

"My Lord has been much more restrained now... In a word, may the seven gods bless him." The same ugly seven God Church messenger said a simple blessing, then closed his eyes and recited the prayer.

For Albert who entered the Lord's house, the light disappeared in an instant.

As if walking in the deep sea, the world becomes narrow, darkness breeds at the end of the perspective, and breaks away from the excited mental state. Albert suddenly realizes that he has gone to the center of the garden in front of the Lord's mansion, and his every move now is as difficult as running in the tide.

Legend.

The well-informed old nobleman knew what had happened to him in a flash.

Perhaps it is the spontaneous influence of too powerful forces on the surrounding world, or the existence itself means something extraordinary. As the top legendary strong men in the world of mccrov, they all have a field that can change the world in a certain range, and this field is for them, It's like breathing. It's like the holy light will purify everything where Pope Igel goes. The nature teacher can make plants grow wherever he is. The mortal who dominates his body will never notice his existence. The field of this northern new legend is probably the oppressive power of dragon power or fear aura.

No, it's more powerful than that. It's far more powerful than Longwei.

There is an artificial lake in the front garden of the Lord's mansion, surrounded by several exquisite rockeries, a stone bridge across the lake, and Albert is standing here, wet moss squeezing deformation in his sole. A gust of wind came from nowhere, which made the ambassador shiver subconsciously. He took a deep breath and felt that the air around him was extremely cold, as if winter had come.

Looking up, Albert could see that the castle like Lord's house was in front of him. The powerful pressure that blurred his vision made the castle twisted into a fuzzy black object in the ambassador's eyes. However, because of the strengthened steel will, he still firmly raised his feet and walked forward.

In the process of his walking, the whole world began to shrink. In Albert's eyes, the rockery and trees around him became bigger and bigger, just like two closing walls. In the dim vision, only the door of the Lord's mansion where the maid was standing was shining. Under the obstruction of various illusions caused by instinctive fear, the ambassador came to the door, and at this moment, the ambassador came to the door, Just as he woke up, he found that he had been in a cold sweat, and the body, which was full of strength because of the gain state, began to tremble slightly.Don't move on! This is his body is warning him, if not for those blessings before, Albert believes that he can never stand up straight.

At this time, the maid at the door of Lord's mansion opened the door with a smile: "please follow me, Lord is waiting for you."

"Please lead the way."

After sorting out his appearance, Albert forced himself to follow the maid with impeccable steps.

The interior of the Lord's mansion is very open, and there are few attendants. The Obsidian floor is like an abyss. The light of white pyroxene lights up the corridor, and the maid's pace is light. However, the ambassador feels that it is very difficult to move even one step. Exhausted, Abbott finally understands why the local people have no feeling for Longwei, If they are bathed in this level of pressure every day, then even the real Longwei is really nothing.

Thanks to the previous state of gain, otherwise the illusion and the passing of physical strength will be weakened, and the old nobles may not be able to hold on.

And just when the ambassador was too tired to maintain his posture, he finally arrived at the door of the reception hall.

"Your Highness is behind the door."

The maid bowed slightly, then retreated, and the sound of clear steps faded away, while Albert regained some strength and concentration. He took a step forward and pushed the door open.

The door opened.

A man is standing in the middle of the hall, his back to the door, looking at the world map on the wall of the hall. A silver haired girl and a black haired boy are standing behind him quietly, holding several gilded letters in his hands.

The man is wearing a black coat. His strong physique brings a strong sense of existence, which makes everything in the hall pale. At the moment of seeing this man, the old nobleman has the illusion that the whole world is completely in chaos. Only the person in front of him is real.

Knowing that the door was open, the man waved casually as a greeting, but he didn't look back, while Albert didn't feel slighted.

That's Joshua van Radcliffe, the youngest legend. He doesn't need to sit upright or do anything deliberately. Just standing in the same place can distort the world.

——This is the top of the world.

"Your Excellency."

With fear and respect, Albert Warner bowed respectfully to the man's back: "Your Majesty says hello to you."

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October 15, 834, night.

After a day's meeting with the ambassador, Joshua sat on the main seat in the middle of the hall, looking through the letters in his hand.

The content is rather boring. Most of them are simply congratulatory legends and gift lists. Even the most powerful forces in the mainland don't want to make friends with a legend without any reason. At the moment of peace, it is the first choice to make friends.

On the side of the soldier, Ying and Lin sat on the armrest one by one, sticking to Joshua's arm and looking at the contents together.

"None of the decorations designed by Miss No. 3 were used this time."

While looking at it, Ying complains: "whether it's the chair carved from the skull of the magic blood dragon, or the carpet woven from the feathers of the steel feather eagle... So many suggestions have been rejected by the host. Miss 3 is still angry."

"Yes, Hei is angry, too." Glancing at the contents of the letter in the soldier's hand, Lin nodded and echoed his sister. He turned to look at the corner of the wall, shrugged his shoulders and said: "originally planned that she would also appear, but you were driven to play alone in the yard."

In the corner of the hall, the black dragon girl is sitting on the ground with her knees in her arms, sulking. After overcoming the fear of heights, the black dragon girl, who has returned from the special training in the holy mountain of the distant sea, is preparing to show her skills in front of the soldiers, but she is forced to become a human figure and cannot come out in the backyard.

"I'm an emissary, not a threat to the enemy. What's the use of their designs?"

With a slight sigh, Joshua put aside the letters he had read. He said helplessly to the weapons beside his body: "how many of these envoys do you think can stand firm if I really sit on the bone chair carved from the skull of the blood dragon, step on the carpet made of the fur of the golden Warcraft, and have a black dragon crawling on his side?"

The elder sister and younger brother of Shenji shook their heads. This time, the soldiers turned their back to the messengers. Many of them turned pale. When they walked out of the Lord's house, they needed to brush their gain state several times to stand firm. If they really and miss No. 3 designed to sit on the throne of the bone like a great devil to meet others, there is no doubt, Joshua will get the title of "envoy butcher".

"It is clear that the young people in the Grandia world are not afraid of their masters. Why are these ambassadors so unbearable..." Lin suddenly said to himself, lost in thought.Of course, it's because they are all friendly camps, and ambassadors are neutral units.

Of course Joshua would not answer such a question. He just kept looking at the letter in his hand.

Suddenly, he eyebrows pick, and has been paying attention to the soldier's expression Ying also immediately stop chatting, seriously look at the thin letter.

"Any special news?" Lin, who is deep in thought, noticed the abnormality of the two people and pasted it curiously.

"Nothing."

He could not move when he was squeezed by two heads. Joshua's hand trembled slightly. The red flame swallowed up the letter paper and turned it into ashes in an instant. He showed a smile in the disappointed sigh of Shenji's sister and brother: "a good news about an acquaintance."

"Next spring, the imperial capital will hold a large celebration, and master Nostradamus will be the host."

Mars twinkled in the dim hall, and the voice of the warrior echoed: "and the third legend of the Empire will appear at that time."