It is logical to be happy to be rescued in times of crisis, and the other party's sentiment is very noble. If you do good deeds, you don't leave your name, and just disappear in the darkness. It is neither for fame nor for profit. It is truly respectable, but An Fei is really not happy.

Since seeing Zeda being domineering and deliberately provoking trouble, An Fei has a strange feeling. The eldest prince Wester does not want to make a big deal. Zeda does this either because he is instructed by others or has a different conspiracy, because Zeda's actions will first anger Thor, and secondly, it will also anger Wester. It is not pleasing to both sides. If the matter is really big, who will benefit? There should be a third party!

Being saved is not a good thing. God knows whether the other party is following him or the knights? What kind of camp are they from? And this further proves that the other party wants to use Thor's students to do something.

"An Fei, have you seen who helped us?" Chris walked up quickly.

"No." An Fei shook his head.

The seven knights lay there quietly, some of them no longer became human, and their former calmness and confidence had already turned into horror. Chris Ting's brow suddenly frowned: "The magician with the undead system?!" His eyes were falling on the two balls of rotten meat.

An Fei walked forward slowly, picked up a piece of cloth from the ground, stepped back a few steps, closed his breath for a while, then placed the piece in front of his nose, took a deep breath, and what rushed into his nose was a faint fragrance of powder, followed by a foul smell. An Fei knew that the strip of cloth was not smelly, and the stench came from the rotten meat a few meters away in front of him.

An Fei pondered for a moment, threw away the cloth strip, strode to the carriage, and jumped onto the carriage.

"An Fei, are we... still going forward?" Niya asked in a low voice. Within a day, she was on the verge of despair several times, and her heart was almost numb.

"No, who is familiar with the nearby roads? We should turn the lane and walk south." An Fei said.

"We should continue to walk towards Greentown. Not far from Greentown, there is a southward fork, turn down the fork and then go all the way forward, there is a town of Baidai, there is a ferry where we can get on the boat and get ashore from Lagan, which is only a few dozen miles from the Kram Forest." Zubin said.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zubin, and everyone was surprised when he said so many things in one breath.

An Fei nodded without hesitation: "Okay, just follow the route Zubin said. Zubin, can you drive a carriage?"

"meeting."

"Then let you do it, let the lady go in and have some rest."

Zubin didn't say anything, and stepped forward and stretched out his hand. Niya silently handed the whip to Zubin, and then got into the carriage. She was really tired.

"Zubin, how long will it take to get to Green City?" An Fei asked.

"If we don't rest, we can go to Greentown before dawn."

"Can you hold on?"

"no problem."

"Then let's go right away." An Fei withdrew his gaze from the darkness around him. His sensing ability was limited. If the "strong people" who did good deeds chose to continue tracking them, he would not know where the other party was hiding. According to Thor, the strength of the sensing ability depends on the strength of the mental power. It seems that it will take a lot of time to exercise the mental power in the future. He has only read a lot of magic books and has never seen a specific method of spiritual power cultivation. Most of the magician's mental power is naturally obtained through long-term meditation. By the way! Meditation...

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In the palace of Mount San Broncico, in a bedroom on the first floor under the arch, a man and a woman were lying on the bed in a very intimate position. The woman's thighs were wrapped around the man's waist, and her body was twisting like an unstimulating body, making low moans from time to time. The man reached into the woman's arms with one hand, and the other hand was kneading the woman's perky buttocks.

At this moment, a maid pushed the door and walked in: "Your Highness, Lord Brufid wants to see you."

"This annoying guy..." The man muttered in a low voice and raised his head. It was West, the eldest prince of the Mao Empire. He got out of bed and grabbed the crystal ball on the table and weighed it. He shook his head and put it down again. Then he bent down and took out a teacup from under the table, and fell on the wall, making a crisp cracking sound. He plucked up his strength and shouted wildly: "Get out! Get out of me! I don't want to see anyone!!"

West's voice sounded extremely angry, but there was a smile on his face. After yelling, he squeezed his eyes at the maid.

The maid stretched out her tongue and walked out obediently.

"Hehe... This is the first time my highness has seen you lose your temper. It's like a child, it's so interesting."

"I don't care whether you are treating me as a child. What I care about is that Brufid must treat me as a child." West said lightly.

"I'm really strange, Your Highness, are you really not worried at all? Philip has been irritated. If he and Master Thor have a head-on conflict, it will have a huge impact on the Mao Empire! Your throne... may have some changes."

"Are you testing my secret?" West laughed.

"No, I'm just curious, if you don't want to say, I can take me back."

"You're so careless." West lay on the bed, stroking the woman's long hair, his eyes full of loving expressions: "Since you want to know, I can tell you."

"Okay." The woman said with a smile. She was very beautiful, with her long, light green hair as scattered on her fair chest, with an unspeakable temptation, her chin, snow-white teeth, and a blush on her cheeks. She had tiny beads of sweat on her nose. Her eyes were big and clear, giving people a feeling of innocence.

"I misread Brufid. In order not to make him suspicious, I have never sent anyone to stare at him. I really didn't expect that he would get to know Zeda in a short time and let Zeda come forward to do things for him. Haha... But it's too late to regret now." Wester was talking about something that disappointed him, but he still smiled and kissed the woman's forehead affectionately as if he didn't know the serious consequences.

"You underestimate Brufid too much." The woman put her face in West's palm with a satisfied expression on her face. In fact, she was very nervous. The longer she had been in contact with West, the more she understood West's depth and scheming. She could not help but be nervous when she stayed alone with such a man. No matter how affectionate and loving her expression was, she didn't believe what she saw, because a man like West only pretended to be himself and only valued rights. It was almost impossible for her to fall in love with anyone. Although she was very confident in her appearance, she was more confident in West's character.

"On the contrary, I overestimate Brufid." West said in a helpless tone.

"Oh?" The woman opened her eyes wide, she didn't understand what West meant.

"Before this, I had done something that I hoped to attract the attention of Brufid. As it turned out, my hope was lost."

"What's the matter?"

"Mioric gained command of the Holy City Guards. I spent half a day getting Miolici's allegiance. He was willing to unconditionally execute my orders. If you heard about this, what would you think of me?" West smiled.

"I will observe you carefully again and reevaluate your abilities." The woman replied.

"I told Brufid in a show-off tone that Miolic was willing to obey my command. I thought he would be aware of something and would be more scrupulous in his work. But this idiot only had his boring plan in his mind, which really disappointed me."

"But...thing has happened, you must find a way to remedy it!"

"Remedy? Why do we need to remedy?" West showed a playful smile.

"Phillip himself is a great sword master with a irritable personality. In addition, he has three students who have reached the level of a great sword master. If he really conflicts with Thor, no matter which aspect he suffers casualties, it will be like the empire has suffered a significant loss!"

"Haha...my baby, it seems that just a while ago, we were discussing together how to deal with your biological brother."

"Your Highness, can I think... are you humiliating me?!" The woman's expression changed.

"No, no, no, baby, you are still the same problem. I'm too concerned. I'm just explaining a fact. Family and friendship can deteriorate. Is the relationship between teachers and students worthy of trust?" West smiled and said, "You think the Philip family has four great sword masters, but in my opinion, there is only one. This is our difference."

"You think...Phillip's students would betray him?"

"Of course, the key is how much benefit I promised is, and whether it is worth their betrayal. Well... I hate the word 'betrayal'. I think they hate it too, right? What if Philip became a traitor? They will become... a hero who killed his relatives for justice!" West smiled and said, "Baby, do you understand? This is the benefit of being a king. If the final interpretation is in your hands, you are an omnipotent god!"
Chapter completed!