Sky Dragon Rider

The two generations of emperors of the Islamic Empire, His Majesty Cyril, who is currently ruling the empire, and His Majesty the old emperor Mayazzo, both appeared in the tallest, most exquisite, and most luxurious royal tent in the middle of the autumn hunting camp, together with the ministers They were chatting happily with the great nobles, and they laughed happily from time to time.

Exquisite and delicious snacks, drinks of different flavors, and various fruit wines made the warm atmosphere in the tent even more enthusiastic.

The annual autumn hunt is a rare holiday for the royal family and the ministers. After a busy year, before the cold winter comes, I can relax my tired body and mind a little, and by the way, connect with the feelings of the upper class of the empire.

Although it is not like the earth civilization, due to the extension of religious activities, it has evolved into a fixed work and rest day of one or two days off, but the human race in this world also knows how to give themselves a time to rest at an appropriate time.

"report!"

Suddenly there was a loud announcement from the royal guards outside the royal tent. This is a new rule that I just learned from the military department. It sounds fresh. It is not only practical, but also very suitable for the rules and regulations of the royal family.

Fance, the head of the inner palace who was accompanying the two emperors, got a hint from His Majesty Cyril's eyes, and responded loudly: "Come in!"

According to the rules of the military department, the emperor does not know the military, so it is no different from committing suicide.

The camp immediately fell silent.

The old emperor Mayazzo nodded to his son, and watched him turn and enter the small tent connected to the big tent, followed by Vance.

A female guard of the inner court was then led into the small tent by the servant, and quickly knelt on one leg and said, "Your Majesty!".

"Female guard Amy! Aren't you by Modai's side?"

After being reminded by Director Vance, His Majesty Cyril, the current emperor of the Slan Empire, put away the faint smile on his face.

Being able to call out the names of every court servant, bodyguard and female guard is an essential professional skill for the Chief of the Inner Palace.

"Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess and Her Royal Highness the Seventh Princess were attacked by a spiritual magician while hunting. The two princesses are safe and sound. There are at least four attackers who have fled! Your Majesty, please send someone to respond."

The female guard lowered her head in front of the emperor and said calmly.

"Oh! Got it! You step back!"

His Majesty Cyril nodded noncommittally.

"Your Majesty, please send someone to meet the two princesses."

The attitude of His Majesty the Emperor surprised the female guard.

As a father, it seems that he is too indifferent to the safety of his children, right? !

"Amy! Your Majesty already knows your loyalty. Step down!"

Director Vance followed the emperor's wishes and lightly reprimanded him.

"Yes!"

The female guard named Amy couldn't understand the meaning of Manager Vance and His Majesty Cyril at all. Although her heart was full of anxiety, she had no choice but to leave the small tent as ordered.

"Your Majesty, it's already number 11!"

Seeing the female guard withdrawing from the small tent unwillingly, Fance, who was expressionless, was deeply worried.

Unbelievable!

Vance's words made people have to be surprised, as if such a thing had been expected to happen.

"It doesn't matter. With Molin here, Modai and Mei Wei should be fine, not to mention that they have repelled the attackers and are acting according to the original plan!"

His Majesty the Emperor of the Slan Empire, whose fingertips were firmly piercing the mark on his palm, gradually turned cold, and said, "I want to see who else will jump out this time."

Fance was unexpectedly the same as the female guard, showing unbearable, and said again involuntarily: "Your Majesty!"

After all, she is the princess of the royal family, the biological daughter of His Majesty the Emperor.

"No, I have made up my mind! As a son and daughter of the royal family, I have to face these sooner or later, not to mention, I also came here in the first place, and now every manpower is very precious, I can't let the whole plan have loopholes for them .”

Cyril's face was cold and stern. If the royal family was like an ordinary family, they would probably have been eaten to the bone.

"Yes! I hope to catch a big fish this time."

As the head of the inner palace, Fan Si is very aware of the living environment that generations of royal families are facing.

"If it succeeds, the empire can be stable for at least ten years, I hope so!"

His Majesty Cyril sighed and said no more. He walked back to the big royal tent outside the small tent. The moment he walked around the screen that separated him, a warm smile appeared on his face again, as if nothing had happened. over average.

Only His Majesty the old emperor Mayazuo, with some inexplicable meaning flashing in his eyes, raised the exquisite glass wine glass in his hand to signal to his successor.

Maybe this is a secret that only a few people can know, or something else.

After receiving the news brought back by the entourage who had explored the way ahead, Sharif was very surprised to hear that the third-class royal guard appeared in the forest not far ahead, and it seemed that he was accompanied by a wealthy daughter from an unknown family.

Dragon God, is that guy seducing a girl? !

"Damn, why is that guy here?"

Quincy, who was the second to get the news, was startled and twitched! The corner of his mouth twitched and he looked at Sharif, and he immediately felt a hey of retreating from the bottom of his heart.

"It should be by chance!"

Sharif shook his head, not thinking that the other party came here to block people with some kind of purpose.

If that third-class royal guard really wanted to do that, even in Delan City, there would be countless ways to deal with these dudes like them.

"Who? Who are you talking about?"

Prince Bonari was very curious that the faces of these two newly acquainted children of the Sri Lankan nobles would suddenly become so ugly.

"Your Highness, it's Mo Lin!"

Sharif sighed, and he said with some frustration: "Let's go around! That guy is not easy to mess with. If he sees Quincy and me, something bad will probably happen."

These words represent his half-truth and half-false mood, that is not an ordinary royal guard, even after leaving the Royal Dragoon Legion, he is still inseparable, which cannot be underestimated.

As members of the talkative party, these dudes who did not really inherit the title of nobility and held any official positions could not afford to offend each other, and they only dared to rely on the shade of their parents to show their prestige on their lips.

"Bonarly, that villain is just ahead, with some women with him, let's go, don't let him see, I'm so scared."

Villani, the courtesan of the imperial capital, who is like a bird in the arms of Prince Bonaly, put on a cute and pitiful appearance, expressing her fear with her sweet voice.

As she spoke, she quietly gave Sharif and her brother Quincy a smug wink.

A hero is saddened by a beauty pass, not to mention three people becoming a tiger.

The thirteenth prince of the Adrihiger Empire was stunned. A while ago, Sharif and Quincy were still telling themselves how cruel and domineering the royal guard who was once a dragon knight was. They didn't expect to meet him on the way back to the camp. This guy.

"Is that the arrogant guard? It's a coincidence that the scimitar just sharpened and met the robber. Don't worry, my friend, and my little baby, I just want to see it! Grand, I will Find something, don't always think about those disgusting things, think about something else, look, there just happens to be something ready-made in front of you, let's go, let's meet that guy together."

The man in the desert has always been jealous of evil, so Prince Bonari naturally would not let go of the opportunity to travel to the mountain knowing that there are tigers. He was inadvertently provoked by the beauty in his arms and the other two, and instead became competitive.

"Ah! Who is it?"

The son of the Minister of Civil Affairs, Ge Lang still thinks of the headless corpse that was shot by the arrow from time to time, and his face turns red and white alternately, as if he had been in a nightmare, and he looked devastated.

"It's that nasty guard, Mo Lin! Come on, let me vent your anger for you, and see why this guy is so arrogant!"

Bonari laughed, and made up his mind to tease that "not easy to mess with" guy.

Ge Lang finally came back to his senses, and said with a blank expression: "Molin?! He, why is he here?"

He was very surprised to meet that nasty guy here.

"Why did that guy appear here? It's not important. What's important is that there are a group of women around him! I really can't see it. He is really good at seducing women. How about we snatch these women together with Prince Bonari? Ge Lang, are you coming?"

What Prince Bonaly said made Sharif seem to have found his backbone, and his courage immediately strengthened. He planned to seize the love and snatch all the women around the guard. Hmph, even His Majesty the Emperor can't control the matter of jealousy.

He still doesn't believe that so many people can't rob that guy alone? !

"Haha, why didn't I expect that Sharif was right, snatch all those women!"

Thinking that there is only Prince Bonarli in his arms, Quincy is also attracted by this idea.

"Okay, okay, a male lion will always bring more than one female lion, so we will snatch those women! Bandits in the desert like to do three things the most, stealing money, robbing food, and robbing women! We have both money and food If there is no shortage, just grab this last item."

Bonarly, who was quite moved, waved his hand forward with great pride, obviously taking this temporary proposal as a harmless indulgence.

"Bonari!"

The delicate and lovely Villani pretended to be unyielding as if she was eating vinegar, and affectionately called the name of the thirteenth prince of the Adrihiger Empire, and her small fist made a combo of blows on the opponent's chest, resembling the words of Wing Chun The style of punching.

But, missjmissbmiss one.

"Okay, my little baby, leave those women to your brother and the others, as long as I have you, that's enough!"

Bonari coaxed the little beauty in his arms, as if he had turned into an invincible mt. Those two pink fists couldn't break his defense at all, and even failed to break down the durability of the armor. He couldn't stop laughing.