In the Golden Tent camp, the General Morco remained asleep all night, and several generals under him dared not leave a single step, because everyone knew that this battle in the Royal City of Malta would probably be ruined.
"Will that great magician really leave after dawn? If he doesn't keep his promise, how should we deal with the royal city of Malta?" After a few people whispered for a while, one of them finally jumped out of it and turned over and knelt down on the ground and asked.
The old man had already taken off the heavy chain of copper armor and put it on his body with a long silk scarf and blouse. The scholar's aura arose, and there was no sign of the murderous aura on the battlefield.
He frowned slightly, pondered for a while before slowly saying: "People who have reached that level of cultivation should be disdain to deceive us ordinary people... I am only worried that the Duke of Malta will impress that person with something tonight, and there may be some variables."
Speaking of this, he waved his hand gently and said lightly: "The battle has stopped temporarily, so there is no need to perform these false rituals in the army..."
Seeing the general climbing up from the ground, he continued to explain: "I heard that the Duke of Morco had a half-parted jade flute, which is said to be a magical treasure left by Windsor I back then. We warriors may have no use to hold it, but for that mage, it may be a dream thing..."
The other generals looked at each other, obviously they had never heard of such rumors. The general who had just spoken frowned and said, "Since it is a treasure passed down from ancestors, I think Malta VI should not hand it over, right?"
The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I don't want him to hand over that thing, but compared to the beautiful country left by his ancestors, I'm afraid this treasure is nothing."
A hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes. The Grand Duke of Morco had specially advised him to try his best to capture Malta VI as much as possible for the half-jade flute.
He did not finish some of the words. The complete jade flute represented the divine power of the Emperor Orlando, and was even as precious as the imperial seal. However, when Orlando collapsed, the flute was divided into two by the Pope of the Holy Court. Later, after several turns, there was no news again.
Now that I finally found out the whereabouts of half of it, how could the Grand Duke of Morco not be moved by it? After all, unifying the entire Orlando Empire is the most noble wish of all the princes in the land of all nations.
At this time, another general couldn't help but speculate: "Since the general said that it was half a jade flute, he probably could not exert all his strength. Perhaps the great magician would not like it."
The old man nodded and said with a little melancholy: "If this is true, it will be the best result. I am afraid that our plan to annex Malta this time will be nothing in the end..."
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The Grand Duke of Malta soon returned to the Orchid Garden again, but this time he had a white cloth in his hand, which seemed to be wrapped in something. However, looking at his cautious look, it was not a common thing.
The door of the attic was opened by the girl just now. He looked around with his head and mind, but he couldn't find the big magician with the little Pegasus in his arms. This made him feel a little disappointed.
"Have you brought the thing?" The girl's face was not visible, and only the gloom that occasionally flashed through her eyes showed her inner loss.
The Grand Duke of Malta nodded, and said with a slightly bitter voice: "It has been brought here. Please remind the magistrate to not forget the promise after dawn..."
A little impatient appeared on Leya's face, and she said coldly: "What you promised you will do, will you ruin your life? Show me the things first. If you dare to cheat, I will definitely make you unable to eat!"
The Grand Duke of Malta sighed. Although she scolded her a few words, she could only endure it silently. After all, she is asking for help now.
He slowly opened the white cloth in his hand, and saw an exquisite wooden box appearing. He took out a small and exquisite key, opened the magic copper lock outside, and after lifting the lid of the wooden box, a medium-length jade flute lay quietly inside.
"This is the heartbreaking flute left by my ancestors. Although it is only half a piece, it is said to have the power of the nine-star pseudo-artifact. Please tell the great magician that you must treat this flute well..."
He showed a deep reluctance in his eyes. The scene of taking the heartbroken flute from his father was still vivid in his mind. If it weren't for the fact that this clearance was really critical, he would never have handed it over.
Leya picked up the jade flute from the wooden box, her eyes began to turn red. She suppressed the excitement in her heart. She locked the Grand Duke of Malta directly outside the door and said coldly: "It is dawn to fight for your royal city! It is already late at night now, so you can go back and rest for now!"
Malta stood stupidly outside the door, with a little dazed look in his eyes. The treasure that had been passed down for six generations became a thing of others and had no relationship with him anymore. He had to sigh and leave the orchid garden.
Leya held the half of the jade flute tightly and sat blankly on the sofa in the living room. A line of tears fell silently. She stroked the jade flute twice. She couldn't help but feel mixed feelings. If she hadn't known its original appearance, many people might have mistakenly thought it was a piccolo.
"I finally got the treasure of the Windsor family..." A trace of pain appeared in her eyes and murmured in a low voice: "Father, please forgive my daughter's selfishness. After all, the mountains and rivers have long been broken, who would really be willing to follow us..."
Then another jade flute obtained from the man in purple flashed in her hand. The two jade flutes seemed to feel each other's existence, trembling slightly, making a crisp sound, and then floated in the air.
Leya took out a sharp knife and cut her fingertips. A drop of blood dripped at the cuts where the two jade flutes were separated. A purple light immediately burst out from the two jade flutes.
Accompanied by a light phoenix sound, a phoenix-shaped phantom appeared on the jade flute. At this time, the jade flute, which was originally divided into two sections, finally merged into one again after thousands of years of wind and frost.
Holding the exquisite purple flute in both hands, Leya's tears became more and more violent, but this was a cry of joy. Although she used the power of that man, she did not regret that her ancestors' treasures could be reappeared on earth.
At this time, in the attic, a pair of deep eyes witnessed the whole process through the crack of the door. Looking at the girl's face of the rain, the owner of the eyes had no reason to feel pity. However, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he slowly closed the door with the snow-white and delicate little pegasus.
He does have a compassionate heart, but there are too many miserable experiences and pitiful life experiences in this world. Even the Pope is extremely greedy and let it go. How can he, a level 6 knight in diamond, have the power to change all this?
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The sky gradually became brighter and the sound of trumpets outside the city sounded again. It was obvious that the Morcos who had been silent all night did not give up. They could not wait to annex the land here.
However, the huge rock that was pressing on their hearts was still not removed. The powerful mage seemed to have not left last night, and even their general dared not act rashly.
At this moment, a twitch appeared in the north gate of the royal city of Malta, which immediately attracted the attention of the Morcos. A huge hanging basket appeared on the city wall, and slowly lowered a carriage. A man in white calmly led the reins toward them step by step, without taking the thousands of troops in front of him at all.
The Morcos were extremely quick, and the soldiers surrounding the royal city immediately flashed a gap. The General Morco who received the news had already rushed over. Standing in the middle of the intersection, he bowed slightly, "Dear Great Magician, you are indeed a strong man who keeps your promises. He said that if he has time, please come to our country as a guest."
The young man in white glanced at him faintly, ignored him, and walked past him in the carriage. But the old man did not feel embarrassed because such a powerful man with superb strength had the qualification to ignore him.
It was not until the carriage gradually disappeared on the horizontal line that the General Morco ordered the entire army to prepare to start the siege. Just as the horn sounded, a girl in a long red dress suddenly appeared on the top of the city. She held a flute with purple light in her hand, adding a bit of surprise to Xiao Sha's battlefield.
She gently placed the flute at her mouth, and the melodious sound of the flute instantly resounded throughout the city, waves of ripples echoed in the air, and many Morco soldiers in the distance instantly burst into blood and fell off their horses.
The old man with a chain of bronze armor, who had a light face just now, immediately changed his face and shouted: "It's the magic sound! Let the soldiers block their ears as soon as possible! Never listen to this song!"
Unfortunately, his order was too late, and the sound spread very quickly. Rows of soldiers fell to the ground and only generals above level 5 of silver could barely withstand this damage.
At this moment, a hint of ecstasy appeared in the eyes of the Grand Duke of Malta. Originally, the departure of the great wizard made him feel like he was being played with, but now this moment made him feel that the efforts he had done last night was worth it!
His eyes stared at the flute in the girl's hand. He was a little doubtful if it was the one he gave her yesterday, but it didn't look much the same, especially the lifelike phoenix, which was even less likely to be what the jade flute could have.
Seeing that the panicked soldiers had begun to flee in all directions, the old man in chains of bronze armor shouted violently, a gleam suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a long sword flashed in his hand instantly, using six layers of golden fighting air shields, heading straight for the girl on the city tower.
Although the power of the heartbreak flute is huge, it consumes magic power very quickly. In less than a moment, a layer of cold sweat has already oozed out of the girl's forehead. At this time, she found a golden level 6 warrior was about to run over her. A hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and finally released two layers of golden magic shields!
This girl who followed Mo David all the way but never took action was actually a genius mage with level 2 gold cultivation! (To be continued.)