w"That's impossible!" The young man's eyes turned and he refused coldly.

"What did you say?" The leader of the knight suddenly raised his voice and pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword beside his waist: "Do you know what you are doing? You dare to interfere with the garrison Knights' execution of official duties, you..."

"This guy attacked me. According to the Kingdom Code, as a noble, I have the right to deal with an assassin, and naturally I have to deal with his property." The young man interrupted the knight's loud shout without hesitation.

It was a bit strange that his voice was not very high, but it was extremely clear, and even in the loud shout, it was clearly sent into everyone's ears. It made people feel trembling in their hearts.

He swept the badge that the little ghost took out with his contemptuous eyes, and the copper edges inlaid with rings on it made the Cavalier Captain snort gently.

A viscount?

Or, in most areas of the land of Touminis, this name is enough to call you a master, and even some extreme guys will follow the ancient system and bow their heads to kiss the shoes of those who have this title...

But where is this place?

This is not the majority, but Romanty, the capital of the kingdom!

Or, when the founding emperor, His Majesty Omega Fernandis, jumped his horse and raised his sword, proclaiming to the four thousand gold Jinhua Knights who were loyal to him, this term aristocrat was still a legend made by real gold and blood. However, after hundreds of years of rule, the term aristocrat had already undergone a subtle change.

Well. Or, for those who named Dukes, the nobles are still high and famous, but there are no more than ten such people in the entire country. What they are awesome is not the titles of those nobles. Instead, the titles that follow, the Lord.

In the eyes of the nobles, nobility and long-lasting bloodline are more important than anything else. The financial resources far exceed the civilians allow them to have good guarantees in their childbirth, and a large number of children can also allow them to select excellent successors. However, the sequelae of this is by no means a small matter that can be ignored - except for the royal family. The bloodline of each noble has long been diluted by hundreds of offspring after several generations, which have been thinner than Baishui.

Therefore, the Western fiefdom land came into being. His Majesty, the sixth king of this country, wisely stuffed all the only symbolic territories onto the barren land. The consequence of this was that the title had become less and less valuable.

It's really worthless - now in Romanti, as long as you spend dozens or hundreds of gold coins, you can buy a complete set of family emblems and emblems from a thief-headed guy, as well as a mixed identity, and a large stack of worn-out blood certificates that exudes a breath. Moreover, these are not fakes, and everything is well documented. There are all witnesses, except for no one who can really see the noble himself, and they have whatever they want.

At the end of Romanty's Fourth Street, there are a large number of descendants of the destitute nobles. After losing all their last copper coins, they were filled with their eyes with red eyes, and the sarcastic voices of the wanderings, and they would always fill in the bet on the burden of the cumbersome family name. Even though some lucky people could barely turn the tables, it was the majority of the people who gave the brokers a way to make money.

Well, actually, is the Viscount very amazing? Or, but it is very coincidental that in this small empty field, there are two more people - those who took out the heralds and those who were looking at it, were all real Viscounts of the Kingdom. Moreover, the one who rode high on the horse was still a first-class Viscount, a knight who had the chance to advance to the Kingdom after this celebration ceremony.

No, there would be no famous noble family that would let their descendants be allowed to dress up like this, especially a famous lady? The shabby half-old gray robe on the little ghost was probably a popular style that was only five years ago, and the bracelet on his wrist was inlaid with a gem, but that dull luster was not a valuable product. In addition to its size, this thing looked similar to a piece of crystal - I have to say that those stupid nouveau riche chose jewelry as if they were buying bread, and only chose big ones.

Well, in fact, if you are a famous family... no, even if you are a family with a little reputation, you will not argue with me like this, but will piss it over and curse it... Although this method of judgment is so bad, it is indeed a test-making.

When all this was thought of, the viscount of the Kingdom with a prominent name had moved away from the short figure in front of the horse.

In fact, the two people behind this little guy were obviously at least a hundred times more attractive than him... Especially the woman wearing a beautiful long dress, the skirt was tied around her waist, perfectly setting off the lady's slender figure. Although the simple combed bun was not noticeable, when the eyes were placed on it, you could easily notice the delicate facial features...

The knight couldn't help but stop breathing a little. He blinked his eyes to confirm that he was not wrong. It was indeed a real woman, not a phantom walking down from the canvas. However, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and showed some strangeness in his eyes.

"Sorry, Lord Viscount? Whether he really attacked you or not, you, and your companions, must go with us."

“Where to go?”

"Knights Headquarters."

"What if I refuse?" the young nobleman gradually frowned.

"Do you think you have a choice? This person is a wanted criminal who the Tulip Knights just issued a wanted criminal. The reason for the wanted criminal was that he tried to invade the palace! And I, now I suspect that you are accomplices with him and want to help him destroy evidence!" The knight announced righteously and reached out to hold the sword: "Or, do you want... no, do you dare to resist arrest?"

"Where is the evidence?"

"Evidence? We are evidence, everyone has seen it. You are trying to take away what he is on him! This is an irrefutable fact! Do you still want to make a quibble?" Captain Knight snorted coldly and said with a grim smile: "But you said he attacked you? Who can testify for you? The two ladies around you are also in the same group as you, and they have the same suspicion."

"So...what if I could find other witnesses?"

"Enough! I don't have time to talk nonsense to you here. If you continue to talk, I will regard your behavior as arrest!" the knight roared fiercely.

This poor little guy probably doesn't understand what he is going to face, right?

In a while, his identity as a reliance will be exposed - even if he is really a genuine nobleman, it doesn't matter. The headquarters of the City Guards are experts in this field. They can easily find some "undoubted" evidence in his identity to prove that he is just a fake person. Of course, these evidences may be overthrown, but what can overthrow them is definitely not the words of this stubborn and stupid little guy or anything else.

And usually it is shiny gold coins.

Without paying hundreds of gold coins, he would not want to leave the prison cells of the garrison knights... Although this is actually no different from those thieves who seek excuses on the street. It's just that no thief can do the blackmail as legally as he can do it.

But what else can I do?

This grand ceremony of national celebration is approaching. In order to paint a layer of barely visible pastels on the city guards' always bad reputation, the head gave a dead order, which made the mistake of his Majesty unhappy, then he had to make up for it with his head. This order is obviously effective. Recently, Romanty's crime rate has dropped to the lowest point in history. I am afraid that there will be a similar peaceful scene only when the founding emperor began to build this city, but the population here did not exceed 10,000 at that time.

Of course, peace always comes at a price. Without major cases, there will be no victims and suspects. Without these two biggest sources of wealth, the wallets of the city guard knights have been too dry recently.

However, I and my brothers are quite lucky, aren't I? This sheep, which doesn't look very fat, can at least provide some pockets of alcohol, but the most important thing is that the two girls... well, they may be able to escape from the crime. As long as they change their identities a little, they will naturally have a strong guarantee - a formal alternate knight of the Royal Knights.

Think about it, after advancing to the official Knight, you should have a beautiful woman to add a little color to your private home... The Cavalier Captain narrowed his eyes and was almost intoxicated by this beautiful longing.

However, beautiful things never last.

"It's really troublesome." The young nobleman said. He seemed to be tired of him and raised his head and shook his head gently. He turned behind him, the younger one among the two girls: "I'll leave it to you, just don't beat him to death."

A black light exploded suddenly!

The black light is very thin, but it spreads very quickly!

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What exactly happened?

Is it a mage? That little girl who looks a little childish, is a spellcaster?

"Damn it!"

Captain Knight shouted violently, reached out and pulled out the sword!

And as soon as he drew his sword, it was like a chain reaction, and the eight knights and more than a dozen infantry soldiers behind them - the horse-dragons who fell in the riot just now also drew their weapons;

"The training was pretty good. If I had known it, I would have cured a group of people for moderate injuries. Or, it would be too late now?"

The girl wearing a long grass green dress stretched out her hand gently, and at some point she had already held a small war hammer. She raised her head and showed a malicious smile on her delicate face - you have to know that this lady has been running around with some people recently, and she has gone to such an inability to go to the dark areas. She has begun to deeply fall in love with this feeling of using her strength to reason.

There was silence all over the place, as if everyone was strangled to their throats, and only the deep and thin inhalation sound combined into a strange hissing and low sound.

A spellcaster. A spellcaster who can hurt a group of knights in the blink of an eye.

"This... I think there may be some misunderstandings here. But you also know that at this time, we have to be careful and a little offense is unintentional."

The silence lasted like this, but it couldn't last like this, so finally a knight came out to break the embarrassment. "Perhaps, we can solve the problem in a peaceful way, you know. As you are, the City Guards will not make things difficult for you, so just delay your time. I believe that this small misunderstanding can be eliminated and give you a satisfactory result - of course, it is not by fighting!"

"Depend on time? Well, they will come soon anyway." The young nobleman turned his head.

At this time, another team of knights had already crossed the street, like a gust of wind, dispersing the chaotic people and surrounding them from the front!

"What's going on here?"

Everyone pulled out their weapons, and there was another mess of metal sound at the scene;

He raised his head and swept the city guards one by one with his silver-white, cold eyes blocking the way in front of him; the young man's eyes were so cold and firm. Just as all the obstacles ahead of him were nothingness, and they could be wiped out in an instant with just one word.

Not like it, but...

The moment they met with the silver gaze, the five knights immediately groaned! They felt as if their chests were hit hard. And with the sound they had just opened their mouths, the terrible feeling of overturning the rivers made them start to spew out the fishy and salty liquid in their throats!

The blood condensed into subtle and transparent red dots in the sun, and actually pulled out some bright iridescent colors!

This time the fight was faster, but it happened in the middle of lightning. Everyone felt a flash in front of them, and then they saw the knight squirting blood and being beaten down from the horse like a stone;

"Awesome!" "Wow!" "What is that? Does anyone see clearly what he did?"

Subtle questions gathered into a terrible buzz, and this hustle and bustle naturally came from those around you who watched the fun. Now it seems that what happened here is obviously much more interesting than celebrations and carnivals, and they can't help but feel deeply grateful for their wise decisions.

At least, after I went back tonight, I had a lot of topics of conversation, right?

But this is just most people. There are still some special guys in the crowd - an inconspicuous carriage parked on the corner of the street outside the crowd, and the high carriage helped the people inside to cross the surging heads and pay attention to the scenery in the circle of people.

Behind the raised gauze curtain, two pairs of eyes gathered in the center of the circle of people, one belonged to a young nobleman, and the other pair was gathered in a black burqa hood.

"Reverse sword... The poison of the black cereal is the people of the Dark Brotherhood, well, guys who believe in the God of Murder, or the minions of the Eternal Mile Society?" In the shadow of the hood, there was no trace of turbidity in the old eyes, but a subtle luster flashing, helping all the details further away from him to look into his sight. He murmured strange words softly.

"How much does this guy with an abnormal mind like to stir up trouble? Even if he reveals his identity as a magician, he will not dare to go against him even if he kills this blind city guard. As for those royal knights, these guys are unlucky enough. No one has seen this guy? When His Majesty the King conferred him, it should have been announced long ago?"

On the side of the man in black robe, the young man dressed in a nobleman's eyes were also not instant, but he made a dissatisfied voice: "Is it so interesting to use his identity to make these poor idiots? Sure enough, the mentality of the guys from the untouchables is so despicable! But... none of those damn guys can recognize him?"

He murmured to himself, but suddenly he was shocked.

Could it be you? He turned his head as if he had thought of something.

But the old man did not answer.

"Fifty, no, even the tulips from thirty years ago would not be so incompetent. The knights are now degenerate."

Under the wizard's hood, the old mouth tugged slightly. He stared at the chaotic battlefield - the most elite knights who claimed to be Romanti, and even Tuminis's elite knights had no power to fight back in front of the little girl's magic. Their bodies could not rush into the invisible defensive circle: "A opponent who can use the seventh level magic is indeed extraordinary, but if these guys are more decisive, they will at least not lose. However, there are still those idiotic city guards present, which is really difficult for them,"

"Master, can you tell his ability level?" The little Pelican shook his head and suddenly spoke.

"Whose ability?" The mage retracted his gaze: "You said that little devil? He is extremely just a three-ring caster. At this age, it is quite good. He is much stronger than you. As for the little girl, she is not bad, with at least level seven magical powers, but the gods she worships seem to be quite special. I have never seen that prismatic divine emblem."

"This...Three Rings?" Frowning tightly, the young nobleman whispered: "But Master, according to legend, this guy... he defeated a thousand soldiers by himself. Although I know that magic is a wonderful existence beyond ordinary people's imagination, if you want to do this, it seems that the spell of the Three Rings alone... isn't it enough?"

The battle is over at this time.

But the knights are all lying on the ground now... In fact, the city guards were scared from the beginning. They pretended to charge, but when they were still more than ten feet away from the enemies, they followed them to the ground one by one, wailing, as if they were really dead and injured. Welcome to your support, which is my greatest motivation.m

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