Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 482

The bulging iceberg reflected the blazing autumn sun at noon, projecting dazzling brilliance in everyone's eyes, but separated the forest and Yevwind like a solid shield.

The crowd who had been making noise under the city wall before were suddenly speechless——

Who would have thought that this sculpture standing on top of the flagpole could create an iceberg out of thin air with a flick of the hand?

"Nora, is it possible that he is...he is the lord in disguise?"

Someone's voice broke the silence caused by the sudden appearance of the iceberg, and there was a voice of praise for a young lord under the city wall——

Droben on the top of the flagpole had no intention of showing off, but the residents suddenly mistook him for Cyril Adrian, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but be a little surprised by the respect of the local people for his lord - did he know that Yevwind was only merged into the territory of Siliki later, and even Cyril himself was not very good at going to Yef on weekdays. Wind.

He snorted coldly, and didn't bother to talk to this group of foolish people. He thought to himself not to let him catch the loophole of this little lord, exerting force on the soles of his feet, and his body fell lightly to the top of the iceberg.He looked up again, and his sharp eyes fell on the gray cloud hovering in the distant sky.

The mage Newman on the leading majestic griffin had already raised his long staff, staring at the abruptly appearing iceberg with great vigilance, and the man in black on the iceberg—from the point of view of magic, although he It is also possible to condense elements into mountains in a short period of time, but that has to be in a place with abundant ice elements like Palania, and even in Palania, he may not be able to do as well as the man in black good.

But the more critical question is, what is he holding in his hand?
Is that a sword?

Are all mages in La Rochelle so different?
But even if Darrow Raskin's actions were so horrific, Newman was just more vigilant.He just thought in his heart, that woman from Vader's family is really willing to spend all her money, to hire such a high-level mage to deal with her.

It's a pity that she didn't expect that it was a whole team of Blaze Wing mages who came.

"Everyone is ready, meteor fire shower——"

No need for Newman to say much, the singing of the griffins behind him has already sounded.The air quickly became scorching hot, and the clouds rolling in the sky were gradually dyed red, gathering in front of them.

The fifth-ring high-level spell, Meteor Fire Rain, is known as the most violent and powerful fire spell below the sixth ring. Its spell model is even more difficult to compose than most sixth-ring spells, but it is a must for the BlazBlue Mage Group. one of the spells.

The air superiority brought by the Griffin allows them to chant and cast spells in a worry-free environment, and the meteor fire rain falling in the sky can undoubtedly bring a devastating blow to the enemy's camp.

The mages played a vital role in Palannia's ability to defeat the northern barbarians.Those meteorites falling from the sky are the eternal pain in the hearts of barbarians without mages, and the Palanian people believe that they have the top air power in the whole continent, and they can bring such disaster and pain to any country——

Even if it is Ost Emma.

The irritable fire element condensed in the air, and there was a booming sound in the already red clouds behind them.Models of meteors overlapped one after another in the fire cloud, condensing into a solid body, and the surface of the lumpy and ferocious broken rock was full of flowing flames.

"Come on, let me see you, Peg Vader, what confidence do you have to choose to betray the Vader family and Pallania!"

"Burn them!"

Dozens of long sticks waved down together, and among the layers of fire clouds, huge meteorite groups gradually revealed their ferocious appearance to Yevwind. Newman opened his arms, and he was ready to enjoy the destruction brought by the falling flames The joy and joy of the world, ready to hear the howls of others—

And the fact is also like this, in a distant place, panic screams have already sounded.Icebergs cannot block the sight of onlookers, not to mention that the red clouds all over the sky cannot be blocked by an iceberg.

As for the iceberg blocking the front?It's just a stack of elements, and it's just one person, why should they destroy their already formed spells?
The whistling sound of falling meteors has already sounded, and the explosion brought by the cluster of fire elements will swallow the city below.

Destroy, burn, die in pain!This is the path that Palannia's enemies will eventually take!
But at this moment, he seemed to hear a "ding" in his ear——

Newman opened his eyes, only to see an ice-coloured line coming from the other side of the sky, and in an instant, he, the griffin under him, the entire group of Blazewig mages behind him, and the one who was still in mid-air All the meteors in the sky were swallowed into it.

The world turned into an ice crystal, and everything froze.He felt that his thoughts were sluggish, he could only turn his eyes in vain, and at the end of his sight, he found the only strange color in the ice color.

The La Rochelle man in a black robe was still standing on the top of the iceberg, with a slightly lonely expression on his face, and he was slowly putting down the sword in his hand.

Then, a neutral and deep voice sounded in Newman's ear:

"Palanian, BlazBlue Mages?"

"The mage group that Palannia is proud of is only at this level?"

"It really disappointed me."

The sound of shattering sounded, and Newman caught a glimpse of the pieces of meteorites not far in front of him suddenly shattered, and the flow of flames that should have been rolling in it had frozen into thin ice-blue threads. Burning as much as you want, but now it is mercilessly frozen.

He should be afraid, he wants to be afraid so badly, but the emotion of fear can no longer be generated in his mind.His whole train of thought was dragged into such a slow-flowing state that it took so long for a single thought to come to him.

He could only watch helplessly as the man in black on the iceberg stepped forward. Every time he took a step, an icy blue blanket would condense under the man in black's feet, slowly supporting the man in black to him. in front of.

It was a relatively neutral face, and there was no extra emotion in the dark pupils, just like the ice crystals around his body.Newman only felt that he was swept away by that gaze, and his whole body seemed to have experienced a baptism of wind and snow.

"Birds are good, people... there is no need to keep them."

The cracking sound rang in his ears again, and Newman's consciousness was rare and quick, and he clearly realized what the cracking sound represented.

In extreme panic, he tried his best to mobilize the almost frozen magic power in his body, and shouted loudly before the shattering came to him:
"Surrender, I surrender!"

The crackling stopped.

Newman's own figure was reflected in the dark pupils. Newman saw the corners of the mouth on that face curled up, and then his body's consciousness suddenly recovered——

"Interesting. What is your identity?"

"Pa, Palania, Cang, the leader of the BlazBlue Mage Group, Newman, Tima Newman." Newman slumped on the back of the griffin, still raised his head vigorously, and begged, "I am Sixth Ring, The sorcerer who breaks through the seventh ring soon, leave me, I am useful..."

Darrow Raskin looked at the mage who had completely kneeled in front of him with great interest, and gently patted the opponent's cheek with the cold sword in his hand:
"Do you think I need someone like you who is weak, afraid of death, and not necessarily loyal to surrender? What's the use of me wanting you? Adding fighting power to that long-eared brat for nothing?"

As he spoke, he raised his long sword, and the stern sword edge whizzed towards Tima Newman's neck——

"I will, I will raise griffins!"

The long sword stopped in mid-air.

"This reason is sufficient." Darrow touched his chin, and patted Tima's side face with the blade of the sword again, "Get up, remember, from now on, you are a bird breeder."

Tima just stood up, turned her head and glanced behind her, only to find that there was no figure of her former companion on the back of the griffin stagnant in mid-air?

"Thank you, thank you sir for not killing me!"

He knelt down again and kowtowed deeply.

"I told you to get up." Darrow said with a little disgust, and at the same time waved his hand lightly——

In an instant, a long line of icy color spread out from his body, like a white wave rushing towards the beach.Tima watched as the ice on her griffin faded, and the sky and clouds around her returned to their original colors.

And those broken stones stagnant in the air turned into broken dust and scattered on the ground below him.

He watched the man in black land on the back of a griffin and sat on it, and couldn't help asking in a low voice:
"Big, my lord, dare I ask you..."

"what?"

"No, it's nothing, it's nothing, I mean, you have to touch the side neck of this griffin, and you'd better get some birds to feed it, it will be very close to you..."

"I mean, what do you want to ask?" Darrow frowned, as if the cold breath escaped from his body again.

"Yes, yes, I would like to ask my lord your name, how should I address you..." Newman raised his head cautiously and asked.

At this time, the man in black was already comfortably lying on his back, crossing his legs on the back of the griffin, and said leisurely:

"Darrow Ruskin."

"An emissary of La Rochelle."

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Cyril didn't know what happened to the BlazBlue Mage Group, and of course he didn't know what level of "thug" Darrow Raskin was.

Probably similar to Captain Christine?Should be weaker than the leader, right?

The difference between reality and game combat is too great. He feels that Captain Christine is already the ceiling of combat power in his current cognition.

At this time, Cyril was still worrying about whether he should take the opportunity to capture Fort Mandex.But even if Sorkonan wants to change the name of Amasir's power, he will take advantage of the danger to gain territory, which will arouse Sorkonan's vigilance.

Today, Cyril can sneak attack on Fort Mandex and change Amasir's surname. Then next year, the capital of the king, Solconan, will also change your surname to Adrian?

So even if Caroline was beating his legs, Elena was rubbing his temples, and the little kitty was stretching her belly in front of him, begging for rua, he was not in the mood to rub the cat.

Is there a surefire solution?

The setting sun fell on the birch wood floor, dyeing the hair of the little catgirl golden.The gradually bustling sounds of Philling Street floated into my ears with the wind, most of which were the joyful sounds of people rushing to restaurants after work.

This is a very different route from the history of the game, and it has both good and bad points compared to the original history.

The Tower of the North Wind is still standing, which is undoubtedly a good thing.It is not necessarily a good thing that His Majesty the King personally marches.

Under the summoning order, the southern nobles will also send people there, so compared to the history of the game, the southern nobles will cause fewer disturbances, and the summoning order may be a good thing.

But the call-up order may mean that there are insufficient personnel in the heavy cities of northern Xinjiang, which means that the battle damage is more serious, and this is still 1440, so that should be a bad thing.However, if His Majesty decides to counterattack because the undead are weak, the call-up order may become a good thing.

At the moment when the fog was thick, even as a traveler, Cyril couldn't see the way ahead.

He sat quietly, and before he knew it, Caroline sat on the small bench and fell asleep with her lap on his lap, and she even made a strange hey laugh in her sleep:

"Hey, Cyril, hey..."

Alina, who was dedicated to her duty, performed her duties as a guard, guarding the door, and she was already tired.

And at this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.Alina acted cleverly, and quickly opened the door.Cyril raised his eyes, and saw Miss Mage standing at the door, with tiredness on her face, but a strange look in her eyes.

"Mia..." as soon as Cyril opened his mouth, Mia walked up quickly. She saw the catwoman curled up on the ground and Caroline lying on Cyril's lap, her eyes showed a little gentleness, but then she Opened the mouth and said:

"Elena, can you take Caroline and Tiffany out? I have something to say to Mr. Wei."

"Ah?" Alina was stunned for a moment, then leaned over, shook Caroline awake, wiped the drool from her mouth, and put her hands on the armpits of the little cat girl - Tiffany was no taller than She was so short, but when she held her underarms, she actually seemed to elongate a lot.

If it weren't for Elina's long-term training and strength, I'm afraid she really couldn't hold her back.

She quickly took both of them out of the room, and then gently closed the door.

Mia didn't sit down at the table until Alina walked out.She rested her chin with her hands, her white and tender face was like a flower supported by green leaves, looking at Cyril who was showing hesitation, she said softly:

"Mr. Wei is struggling, should he attack Fort Mandex?"

"You heard it from Atsk?" Cyril raised his eyes and asked, "Indeed."

"What does Mr. Wei think?"

"I want to fight, but I can't." Cyril shook his head and said, "There are too many things to consider. What I want to do is to save La Rochelle, not to be a traitor."

Then he heard Miss Mage's slow voice: "Since we can't go south to attack Fort Mandex, how about we... change our thinking?"

"For example... We also went north to Lovisa and Alderney like the O'Connor family?"

　A new idea was born [

　　
　
(End of this chapter)