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Chapter 950 Battlefield
Li Sansi sat up straight and woke up from a deep sleep. The telephone next to him was vibrating in the dark night, and the signal lights kept flickering. There was cold starlight outside the window, illuminating his room, and emitting some bright white light. In the dark, Li Sansi picked up the phone, and there was a breathless and deep voice, "[-], we have received your information, Dalin Temple attaches great importance to this alliance of wanted persons, and we must hurry up before they gather." When they got up, they were smashed and scattered in one fell swoop, so that they could not condense into a powerful force. The three tantric successors of [-], [-], and [-] will come to the Eagle Empire Halo tomorrow to meet with them. Let's meet up. I am authorized by the House of Elders to preside over this wanted person plan. Your information cannot be cut off. Keep a close watch on that woman named Donna. If you find the place where the wanted people gather, that is where we will act. At that moment, understand?"

Li Sansi nodded, "Understood." The power possessed by the wanted people is too great, and their ambitions are also proportional to their power. Such strength, without the restraint of Dalin Temple, can directly make any one of them, It is possible to control a major force on one side. If this group of people is twisted into a rope, then it will be difficult for anyone in the whole world to be able to control them. With their wisdom and skill, I am afraid that they can be regarded as state-level agents. If you try your best, you will be played around by them.

The other end of the phone was silent for a second, and then said without interest, "I'll tell you one more piece of news. I have submitted your doubts about the existence of the fate control organization to the elders' house, and the elders' house has also attracted attention. After a thorough investigation of the matter, perhaps in the near future, the matter will have a result. At that time, perhaps the Dalin Temple will not have to cover up its existence secretly, and can be included in the National Security Bureau as a matter of name. Wait for it with peace of mind. Believe in this matter Things will come to light very quickly."

The phone hung up, and there was a cold busy tone in the night. Li Sansi went back to bed again, but he tossed and turned again, and couldn't sleep. He had never seen Mercedes as sad. He didn't want to hurt anyone, so he Try not to show your sharpness, so as not to cut the people who come into contact with him with his tough sharpness, but for what reason, he still keeps hurting other people, but such harm is unavoidable.

He clearly saw Mercedes in front of him, but he couldn't take off his mask, because maybe it was impossible for the two of them, Mercedes could not give up her princess status for him, even if she wanted to Giving up was not allowed in her country, so from the moment she became a royal princess, Mercedes had an irreversible regret, and it was impossible for Li Sansi to marry into the palace, because that was not what he wanted at all. life.

He admires the kind of person who can let go and be with every girl wholeheartedly and sincerely. Maybe this kind of person will be called promiscuous in the eyes of others , but at least his love for every girl is sincere. When they are by his side, he will wholeheartedly get along with any girl and be with them. When they leave him, he will also They will let go of the life they used to be together, re-enter another exciting and exciting period, and will not interfere with other people's lifestyles, just like a fish swimming, forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes.

This kind of talent is really living a wonderful life, but Li Sansi can't do it, he can't live such a free and easy life, and he doesn't want to devote himself to every wonderful life segment, he is not like a superman who surpasses ordinary people, he just wants to have a The girl who belongs to him, the two live together with peace of mind, care about each other, and rely on each other, so he will not promise other girls when he is not sure, because he can't do it, and he doesn't want to cause harm to others. harm.

Some promises and actions may be just a momentary quickness to oneself, but to others, it may be a knot and regret that cannot be solved for a lifetime.

So even in the face of such a sad Mercedes, Li Sansi was unwilling to take off the mask, because what he couldn't afford, he might as well hold back the sadness and heartache and forget it.

Li Sansi looked out of the window. It was so late at night that he couldn't see the outline, and it was quite quiet outside.Tomorrow, another dawn will rise, and countless loneliness and disappointments will rise, and hope will also rise at the same time.

All the nobles of the Eagle Empire who came to London will never miss this battle. The peak representative of the Eagle Empire's nobles in the field of swordsmanship, the Duke of Stoke, is the leader of the fight against the Sword God, Filippo. The promotion match between the two was handled very low-key. After all, the Duke of Humington did not want to make such a major incident against the Duke of Stoke on the spot a well-known topic, but the ears of the partition wall in this world The paparazzi and the paparazzi are constantly spreading the news. The first news to be exposed is the "Noble" magazine. For this year's royal swordsmanship competition "Noble" has used unprecedented paparazzi resources and integrated most of the information. , an impromptu issue of a special newspaper aimed at the Royal Sword Fighting Competition was published every day, and the price was 18 eagle pounds a copy. Although the circulation was not large, the circulation was astonishing. Even the "Daily Mirror" After borrowing the news on it, it launched targeted and wantonly exaggerated reports.

As for the eye-catching duel between the Duke of Stoke and Filippo, how could it be possible not to make a focused report, because the contestants of the Eagle Empire Royal Swordsmanship Tournament can allow non-residents of the country to participate. There is a lot of flexibility, as long as they have a certain connection with the noble family of the Eagle Empire, they can compete for the competition and get the canonization of knights, but not every nobleman can successfully pass the review of their foreign aid, if it is not for the Duke of Humington How could a French master like Fibonacci participate in the Royal Swordsmanship Competition?

Although this was only a small game for the promotion round, it turned the entire Kremlin stadium into a grand event. It was immediately crowded, but most of them were foreign media and other nobles, and the royal family members did not notice it at all. and participation.

The Duke of Humington was wearing a white hat with a black border on the brim. His body was slightly fat, and a series of people followed him into the Royal Stadium. The Royal Stadium is the C area of ​​the fencing qualifiers. Like the Royal Fencing Academy, it is also a small competition venue. The interior is modeled after the ancient Roman arena, but it is obviously several times smaller. However, when the Duke of Humington walked in, the overwhelming cheers still made him feel happy. One surprise.

"What's going on here?" The Duke of Humington turned his head and looked at Xingmark next to him.

"Damn the media!" Star Mark gritted his teeth.

"Hehe, it's okay." The Duke of Humington waved his hand, "Let everyone see the fall of the Duke of Stoke, so I don't have to spread the word about it, it just makes the Duke of Stoke's reputation fade faster."

There are two people on his left and one on his right, Xingmao and Feiboli. Feiboli is a head taller than Xingmao who is 1.8 meters tall. His pair of eagle eyes are sharp. The light, the golden long sword around his waist, showed his explosive strength and swordsmanship, but only Filip knew that the masked man he met outside the palace a few days ago had blinded his original confidence. There is a layer of shadow on it, as flaws as jade in the rough.

(End of this chapter)