Chapter 113 / The good son of the silver rose family
The sword was sheathed, hc-xiii raised his muzzle and blew the heat of the divine regret, pointing to Abel beside him: "Father Abel, it's your turn now."
Facing the super-large caliber automatic cannon that even the Green Knight's Wind Magic Shield could break through with one blow, Abel subconsciously swallowed, but he still tried to struggle: "Does Sir Yiwen really understand what he is doing? Is his approach too cruel? There are many neutrals and innocents among them?!"
"Father Abel, I repeat it again, only one bullet is left in my pistol." The long reddish-brown hair fell down, covering half of the face of hc-xiii, but the gem pupils flashed with a very beautiful red luster.
If you don't obey the order, you will be killed in the next moment.
This is probably what Scarine's words hide.
Abel's smile was bitter, really bitter, he nodded: "I understand."
Turning around, he stood in the spare seat at the end of the viewing platform, looking at the nobles who opened their mouths and looked up at him. Because of Scarine's amazing slaughter performance, almost no one looked away.
"Gods... please forgive my sins..." Abel closed his eyes gently. At the next moment, his eyes turned into blood that was brighter than Scala when he opened his eyes again.
"All nobles!"
The silver-haired priest's long hair flies in the air, and the most cruel and efficient execution order in the history of Nanling will be issued here.
"Don't you think that in this crisis, should you be loyal to the Duke of Feldnan? Take up your weapons, face the enemy, and protect the Duke!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then when Azibert, in the crowd, subconsciously wanted to laugh at the stupidity of this persuasion, he was suddenly blinded by a thought that was involuntarily rising in his heart—
"Yes, why don't I protect the Duke? Lord Duke is still in the smoke. As nobles of the Nanling Mountains, how can we abandon Lord Duke and escape alone?"
The pupils were filled with blood. The nobles turned around and raised the weapons in their hands stiffly, but their faces were filled with hideous murderous intent without any confusion.
"For the Duke! Kill all the Nanling pig tricks!"
The crowd of people like pigs began to charge, climbed over the seat, broke their teeth, rolled and crawled like a fat pig in Mercedes-Benz, and rushed towards the heavy mist in the distance without hesitation.
Then, it was instantly swallowed by the white giant beast, and didn't even burp a single burp.
The moment the attack occurred, the guards beside Feldnan shouted: "Protect the Duke!"
Seven Black Knights and 32 White Crows recently selected officials protected Feldnan in an instant.
These loyal guards were completely unwilling to care about the lives of others. For them, Feldnan was the only object they needed to protect.
The short spear projected aimlessly roared through the crowd. A white crow swordsman heard the cry and subconsciously raised the long sword, and was nailed to the pillar by the short spear passing through his chest.
He suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. He was not dead yet. The screaming sound was too shrill, so someone rushed over and cut off his neck with a knife despite the danger.
"Be careful! It's wolf smoke!" Facing the rolling dragon smoke, the white crow swordsman in front had only time to shout out, and then it was swallowed by Mu Ai.
Then after a sudden scream, he never saw him withdraw.
"Boom!" A huge fire wall burst into pieces instantly, separating the mist from the crowd.
“Master Arut!”
Amid the excited shouts of the swordsmen, the red-haired old man slowly stood up, and he nodded slightly at Feldnan: "Sir, let me burn all the enemies."
"...Is it the truth that burns all things..." Feldnan did not stand up, he looked at the fire wall that divided the twilight mist and said lightly.
Yes, the magic smoke of the Dragon Smoke feeds on magic power, but that is only relative. While feeding on magic power, the Dragon Smoke can also be stirred by magic power. As long as the intensity of the magic output is far greater than the speed at which the wolf smoke spreads in the magic flow, it can still block the spread of the wolf smoke - as long as the burned elemental structure is faster than the spread.
As the fire magician at the peak of the high-level truth, it is absolutely ridiculous if Arut cannot stop a mere scent of wolf smoke.
Unlike Adal's truth, the truth of Arut, who was born as a military mage, is very simple, just one word "burn".
Pure high temperatures and flame temperatures can instantly turn everything touched into plasma. They are simple and pure, but powerful.
Just as Arut's character is straightforward and unscrupulous.
Just like now.
"Duke, how can you sit here now?" After releasing the fire wall that soared into the sky and blocking the mist outside, Arut owed his body slightly and asked Feldnan.
"...I want to see here, who is so bold that he dares to attack me." Feld sat in his seat with his arms as deep as water on the south side.
Arut shook his head slowly: "No, grandpa, I mean, is it really okay for you to sit here? Let Young Master Ling face the attack alone?"
Feldnan slowly raised his head and glanced at Arut: "It sounds like the master already knows what the person coming?"
"...Where, I'm just guessing if something will happen today." Arut shook his head slowly, "After all, if it were me, if I had any intention of the Grand Duke and the Prince, I would never let this day go."
"Even if there are the most outstanding elites in Nanling and Nanling gathered around me?" Feldnan asked back.
"Dagong, you are joking again. How can these borers be called the Nanling elite? Hahaha!" Arut became very angry. "In my opinion, the noble son and the so-called "Four Heroes of Nanling" and the new model army around him are the real elites of Nanling, and their future, right?!"
"Look at it!" Arut waved his arm and pointed at Feldnan's side. "Now around you, besides me and your guards, have the so-called South Ridge elites rushed over to protect you and others?!"
"..." Feldnan remained silent. "Since the master can see so clearly, why are he willing to join the worms of the crescent moon?"
"..." Arut was silent for a moment, "Grand Duke, it's not that our Yan Fa Tower originally meant to oppose the little duke, but the noble prince was unwilling to give us a way out."
Feldnan was a little surprised: "How do you say this?"
"Duke, do you know that in the nine years since the little duke's administration, how many times has the price of Nanling fire magic materials increased?" Arut said slowly, "Seven hundred times...the total has increased seven hundred times."
"..." Feldnan was startled. He didn't expect that he would have turned so much.
"The little duke uses your power to monopolize the entire Nanling production of fire-type magic materials to create the so-called cannons and workshops." Arut continued, "The Nanling was originally an export area for various magic materials in the empire, but after the little duke implemented the reform of the workshop system, it became the largest import area for magic materials in the empire. The various magic materials that were originally unwelcome to the market, from hundreds of kilograms of gold coin ten years ago to the point where there is no market price, all of which are given by the little duke."
"The military mage and technical department affiliated to the New Model Army cannot use all kinds of magic materials. After the experiment fails, it can be used for secondary use. However, we, the mages outside the military system, can only secretly buy secondary products and failed products used in the factory from the second-department dealer and refine and decompose..."
"In the past, if you make it casually, you can sell alchemy products with hundreds of silver coins, but it has become difficult to sustain because of the impact of the workshop-"
Arut said slowly: "Duke, do you know that last year, there were less than ten apprentices who entered my Master Yan, and their quality was completely incomparable to those masters who entered the military headquarters?"
"Grand Duke, since the little duke is so powerful, don't blame me for being unkind." Arut stood in front of Feldnan and said firmly.
Feldnan closed his eyes gently: "I understand, Master Arut."
"Since that's the case, then you fight Yiwen Ian. I won't stop you. Even if you kill him, I can still promise to leave a line of inheritance for your Yan Dharma lineage."
Arut took a sudden step back, his face full of surprise: "Duke, you!?"
Since he dared to show off with Feldnan now, he did not really have a breakup. He just hoped that Feldnan could leave him a way out for his old love for many years. However, he did not expect that he would get such an unexpected answer.
Arut couldn't help but laugh: "Okay! OK! Is this your answer? Feldnan!"
"I've served the Silver Rose family for fifty years, but ended up being cooked by a dead rabbit?!"
"I have three long wishes in my life." Feldnan had no shame on his face. "Kill Ulysses, avenge my father, destroy the Nanling rebel party, and restore peace to the people of Nanling. Find out the murderer who killed Vicky, and destroy all his nine clans."
"Your Flame Dharma Tower has been in 50 years, and the huge magic resources that act as Nanling have not been able to destroy Ulysses. But Yiwen Ian helped me with two of my lifelong wishes. Who do you think I will support?"
"...Okay, since that's the case, I'll kill Yiwen Ian now, and then you can destroy it all in the Fire Dharma Tower lineage, Grand Duke!" Arut was so angry that he shouted loudly, and the flame magic power on his body surged, and the high temperature forced the black knight who was surrounded to retreat repeatedly when he saw that the situation was wrong.
"No, at least not now." However, Feldnan sat in his seat without retreating, and an invisible realm was drawn in front of him. Half a step was lava, and half a step was calm-
"Before I leave, don't try to hurt Yiwen at all."
"You!" Arut glared at Feldnan, and finally held back his breathing a few times, staring at Feldnan tightly, "Well... Even if I don't take action, it will be difficult for the noble son to survive under the attack of the Sword of Revenge, right?"
"I think you should care more about your allies, masters, than Ivan Ian's situation." Feldnan raised his head and smiled for the first time.
Arut was stunned, and then he noticed the faint sound coming from the other end of the twisted air of the flames—
"For the sake of the Grand Duke, kill all the invading enemies!"
"..." Arut didn't know what happened, so that those nobles who cherished their lives could be so desperate, but judging from Feldnan's words, they were definitely inseparable from Yiwen Ian.
“…Duke, you really gave birth to a good son…”
"Is that true..." Feldnan nodded softly, "Then I will ask you to take care of me in the future."
Said a sentence exactly the same as before. (To be continued.)