Chapter 782

Morich Empire, 206.

Jupiter had two wives, five sons and three daughters.

Relying on the legendary life span, he stubbornly survived the life span of his sons and did not encounter the tragedy of their sons competing for power and profit and harming each other.

However, he suffered from the pain that his wife, son and even grandson died one step ahead of him.

It can be said that there are gains and losses.

Now, Jupiter is also gradually approaching the life limit of human legend.

His lineage and descendants began to have wild hopes in their hearts, which brought a trace of variables to this huge empire

……

Purple iris collar.

This is a small territory in the north, covering an area of about 5000 mu.

It was the Baron of purple iris, a hybrid of human and orc, who ruled here.

The Baron's badge is a purple kite on the shield, with a crown on it, representing his ancestry from the royal family.

At this time, you can see a girl riding a horse on the road: "ha ha... Phil, come after me!"

She has a wheat complexion, blond curls tied into a horsetail, uniform and powerful lines, exquisite riding, and seems to have been specially trained.

"Miss Elijah, please wait for me!"

Behind her, there was a young knight, or attendant, with freckles on his face, who was desperately chasing after her.

One by one, they stepped onto a small hill and looked at the neat farmland and the farmers working on it.

"I've decided!"

Elijah breathed the wild air, which seemed to be mixed with the fragrance of the land, and suddenly said, "I want to run away from home and be an adventurer! Take a great adventure like the mercenary emperor!"

"Miss..."

Phil had a bitter smile on her face: "please don't embarrass me. You're going to marry the second son of viscount tagle's next door..."

"That stupid fat pig..."

Elia's face showed an obvious disgust: "Phil, my knight... Will you protect me? Leave his claws?"

Knight - this was once the title of the Lord of the city.

However, after the mercenary emperor reformed the noble title, he became a title under the Baron, but he was regarded as a member of the aristocracy and was the entry point.

"I will!"

Phil's face turned red: "but... I haven't finished the training of formal Knights yet..."

The training of formal knights is actually the introduction of superstring warriors.

At this time, it is also firmly in the hands of the nobility, and it is difficult for the lower class civilians to reach it.

Moreover, even the great nobles only have the training method of level 4 superstring soldiers. How to become a "legend" is the ultimate mystery mastered by Jupiter.

"That's enough... The mainland is much safer now than it was a hundred years ago."

Elijah seemed to have a plan: "we pretend to run to the imperial capital. In fact, we turn back secretly and will not be chased..."

"Good day, gentlemen."

At this time, a voice suddenly came in and surprised Elijah.

She got off the horse, turned around and saw two people.

A young man wearing a white robe and holding a book seemed to be a scholar with deep wisdom in his eyes.

Behind him, followed by a young man who seemed to be a servant, dressed in linen, took good care of himself, and his eyes were very clever.

"Eh?"

Elijah felt a little strange. She didn't have the memory of these two people, but she was very familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere.

"This gentleman, who are you?"

Phil stopped between Elijah and the young man, his eyes looking very vigilant.

"Introduce yourself..."

The young man smiled gently, "my name is Turing. I'm a scholar. This is my new disciple - taclau!"

Then he asked the boy to salute.

"Tucklau?"

Phil looked at the young man. Somehow, he felt a little disgusted. At a glance, he saw the imprint on his neck: "are you a slave?"

"It used to be. Later, the teacher bought me and lifted my slave status."

Tacrawin answered calmly, not at all ashamed of being exposed after the scar.

"Phil!"

Elijah glared at the knight's attendants. She was also a little strange. She didn't know how Phil, who was usually gentle and polite and abided by the knight's rules, could be so rude to a stranger?

"Sorry, miss..."

Phil bowed and stepped back: "I'm just for your safety..."

"Scholar?!"

Yilia waved her hand and looked up and down at Sulu: "what can you do? My father, Baron purple kite, is a cultured man who likes to talk to all kinds of scholars. I can introduce you."

"I am proficient in languages and characters of all ethnic groups, and have some understanding of mainland geography and history..." Sulu smiled. "Words are a bridge of communication... Through the communication of words, we can obtain some extraordinary power, which is Fu literature!"

"Cheat!"

Phil didn't have time to think and said, "the only thing that can master extraordinary power is string! Miss, let's go!"

In his heart, he has regarded Sulu and Lu as liars.

"Fu literature? I've never heard of it..."

Elia got on her horse: "interesting scholar, I welcome you to my castle!"

She whipped and the horse galloped out.

Phil quickly followed.

But just then, on the road ahead, several children suddenly emerged from the grass.

"Ah!"

In surprise, Elijah quickly turned the horse's head, and the man fell off the horse.

"Miss Elijah!"

Phil got off his horse in a hurry and looked at Elia with her calf in her arms. He could hardly wait to draw his sword and kill some kids who were in trouble.

"Stop... Stop!"

Ilya's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but she still ordered.

"Let me have a look!"

At this time, Sulu took TaClo to the nearby area, looked at some kids who knew they were in trouble and didn't dare to shed tears in their eyes, and sighed.

He looked at Elijah's calf: "well... No internal organs, just a broken leg."

"Bastard! Is it a small thing to break your leg?"

Phil said, "I'll call someone at once!"

"Don't bother so much..."

Several runes appeared on Sulu's hands, sketched each other, bloomed a touch of green brilliance, and fell on illiya.

The painful expression on her face quickly dissipated, followed by surprise and curiosity.

"I'm... okay?"

Elia stood up and jumped: "it doesn't hurt at all..."

"How is that possible?"

Phil's eyes widened and he knew that even adults who broke a leg needed a long rest and might become lame.

How could it be just a minute?

Sulu smiled without saying a word and turned away.

"See? This is the power of Fu literature!"

Taclau followed him, and finally couldn't help whispering.