I'm such an old god, so sorry

The murderous wanted was issued from the administrative hall. Only a week after the king's seat had left, the princes of the royal capital regained control of the place. It couldn't be easier to fabricate a wanted order.

Just in accordance with Su Duo's law, this wanted order does not conform to legal principles.

Su Duo’s handling of Juggernauts, especially top Juggernauts, has been very cautious in history. Unless it involves serious acts of treason, there will be no execution notice, and the crime of treason must go through the highest trial. The seat of the duo, the delegation of princes and government officials will be established after unanimous approval.

It is obvious that there is no amnesty for the mirage because of the "unnecessary" crime of treason.

"We have no choice but to make the first move."

Returning to the residence of Prince Alric in the upper city, Herzlmann said to his real boss.

"How could it be like this?"

Allik was noncommittal about Herzlmann's arrangement, knocking on the floor with his cane, frowning:

"I should have said that it is best to control the Sword Saint of the Night, at least let him not be hostile to us. Isn't this completely hostile to us? It's really troublesome..."

"On this... Your Excellency Conlock can't escape the blame."

Herzlmann's eyes floated to the ugly prince.

Allik also glanced at Conlock, who was full of tangled colors, and sighed.

Naturally, he probably knew the cause and effect. All the mistakes made in this incident, whether it was the forcible use of hostages or the initiation of poison in advance, was a stupid failure.

Although Rui's weakness was also discovered by Conlock, afterwards, I thought that this was clearly a clue left by the throne deliberately. It turned out that the man had anticipated the current situation, and he left it here.

But even if Conlock is stupid, Alric can’t beat him to death, because the former is the liaison officer sent to the [Night Crow] by the blood worship. He is indeed a prince, but before the identity of the prince, Conlock is even more a liaison officer. Blood worshipers.

The Sacred Blood Sect is still [Night Crow]’s ally and their greatest support, so Alric can only say: "The disposal of Lord Conlock will be postponed. Now you can settle this matter for me first. !"

"Don't worry, we still have the absolute initiative right now. Taking advantage of the fact that the Sword Saint of the Long Night has not gathered our contacts, we will take the initiative to kill him!"

Conlock spoke again at this time. He still didn't understand why Mirage didn't play cards according to the routine. It was enough to say that he didn't value Rui, but Mirage clearly valued it so much, even beyond his own life.

"Shut up! Fortunately, there is something in this aspect in the plan discussed, otherwise, wouldn't it be a rush, Herzlmann..."

"My lord, we don't have to use these backhands anymore, he is here..."

Herzlmann's eyes narrowed slightly, his strong muscles tensed subconsciously, and he looked out the window.

There, the dazzling gleaming sword light was fleeting, the roaring cherry-colored flames shredded the protection of the mansion, and the quiet manor suddenly became noisy.

"A person? Really dare, is it dazzled by hatred?"

Allik frowned, turned to leave, and said: "The mess I made myself solve it by myself, I have to let the plan be implemented in advance."

"Heh, Lord Conlock, you are dragged down by you."

Herzlmann slowly sorted out his clothes, adjusted himself to the fighting state, and laughed.

"Let’s be yin and yang weird, I do have some mistakes, but is it all to me? The Juggernauts are all lunatics!"

Conlock retorted, just as Yasuo, who was 0/21/1 in qualifying, was eager to justify his record.

"Isn't the old man blaming you, young people nowadays can't even make jokes? The mirage's reckless behavior is a blessing in misfortune. Let's solve this matter as soon as possible. There are other places where the old man is needed."

Herzlmann pouted his lips, looking like a blind man in the five black team that couldn't bring his teammate Yasuo.

Chapter Eighteen Cherry Blossoms (Ⅴ)

The mirage went straight to the mansion of Prince Alric. This mansion is not difficult to find in the upper city, it should be said that it is extremely conspicuous.

However, the mirage is not because Alric is the leader of the [Night Crow] faction, he came to vent his incompetent rage.

"Where is Conlock?"

The mirage quietly said to the guards who were trembling in front of him, these people are all swordsmen guarding the palaces of the princes, each of them has at least a median level of strength, and can be used as an elite no matter where they are. With a certain amount of cooperation, even enemies of the legendary rank can be defeated.

But the enemy they are facing at this time is a mirage, a top-level swordsman with an environmentally decisive heart. Every time the latter's light swings, the sword's blade has a pale cherry-colored mark, which is deeply engraved in the air. However, the beauty did not last for a moment, and it burst apart before being seriously appreciated by others, and turned into flames in the brilliant light.

The lawn in front of the mansion has been scorched, and the gate and several guard buildings are also dilapidated. The guards of Prince Alric are all disciplined dead men. Otherwise, facing the invincible mirage, they would have been scattered.

"I know he is here, I will kill him, and the people related to it... as far as I can."

The mirage saw the guards remain silent and did not continue to question. With a light wave, the cherry-colored air blade cut the row of guards in half.

The mirage does not have to know the exact location of Conlock, because no matter where the enemy is hiding, the blood oath will track him down, no matter where the enemy is.

"This is... [Blood Oath of Revenge]?"

A surprised voice came. Herzlmann, wearing a loose swordsman robe, led a new batch of reinforcements to the scene. He noticed the state of the mirage at this time:

The long snow-white hair fluttered slightly in the hot sword wind, and the scarlet eyes gradually became so fierce that the pupils even tended to be vertical. On his pale cheeks appeared bleeding-colored secret lines, and he kept pouring out from the wounds in his palms. The blood, going down the hilt, kept igniting cherry-colored flames on the shiny blade.

"Hahaha... I didn't expect it, I didn't expect, Mirage, you turned out to be a blood clan."

Herzlman said with a playful smile: "What the hell is going on to make a blood race from Fannan to Suduo, pretending to be a descendant of the people of nature?"

"...I am a blood clan, but I am also from Suduo."

Mirage explained in a deep voice, aiming at Herzlmann with the cherry-colored long sword stained with burning blood:

"You are not my priority for revenge. Let Conlock come out and die, if he still faces my consciousness a little bit."

"does it worth?"

As soon as Herzlmann spoke, he realized his mistake and patted his face:

"Look at what I said, since the Sword Master of the Long Night, you even opened [Burning Blood], asking this question is obviously old and stupid."

The old man with a goatee straightened up and shouted behind him:

"Your Excellency Conlock, you have also heard that this is here to seek revenge from you. Please try to hold on to it, and don't let me wait too much."

"Herzlman! You are so pale! Are you going to betray me?"

The furious voice followed, several sword saints of the [Night Crow] faction and the royal guards rushed to him, but Conlock himself only heard the sound.

"Oh, how can you say betrayal, you have to pay for your own faults, of course, as your accomplice, you will take over the work after your death."

Herzlmann sneered and said, actually letting his own people make way for the mirage.

Mirage doesn’t care about the enemy’s internal conflicts at all. His purpose is pure and simple. Since he doesn’t need to waste time here, he just flies past. It is precious.

"Herzlman, the Holy Blood will not let you go!"