I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

"No matter what weapon is used, the weak will die."

Count Granat fought hard against Lugna, but he could not do anything to him.

"Just like the owner of this sword."

Lugna stretched out his hand, and his fingers scratched the count's sword, and blood flowed on the sword.

Count Granat's pupils shrank.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but think of himself.

He also thought of his son who died on the battlefield of the demon clan.

Lugna said so, his son may have died in the hands of the demon in front of him...

"Lugna!!"

Count Granat shouted angrily.

The next second.

The blood flowing on the count's sword from Lugna's fingers suddenly changed.

At a rapid speed, it attacked the count in the middle of his face.

Seeing the blood attacking his forehead, the count widened his eyes and felt something was wrong. He couldn't react!

Seeing this scene.

All the audience felt nervous.

[The Count is in danger now! ]

[Lugna is too strong. ]

[Will the Count die? ]

But the blood attack stopped and did not directly attack the Count's face.

The Count knew that if he was hit by this, he would be killed in one blow.

The magic blood attack circled and pierced his abdomen from another direction.

Count Granat felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

The left abdomen was pierced from front to back, and a large scarlet mark oozed out of his shirt.

While losing blood, the Count lost his strength and could no longer stand up straight.

Kneeling on one knee on the ground.

"We are beasts after all."

The demon Lugna held the Count's sword in his hand, took back the magic blood, and said to Count Granat:

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Lugna said.

With a bang, the metal fell to the ground.

The Count's sword fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Count Granat's eyes changed from fear to anger.

This action was tantamount to humiliating him.

"I want your help to remove the protective barrier of this city."

Lugna directly stated the purpose.

In the audience.

—— "Fortunately, the city lord Count was not killed. Lugna's strength is too strong. I was scared to death."

—— "Hiss, the demons pretended to send peace envoys, and the ultimate goal was this!"

—— "The goal is to remove the protective barrier that protects human cities!"

—— "What did you say before, the demon Aura is tired of war and wants peace? It turns out it was all a trick! Such a cunning demon!"

—— "What can I do."

In the judges' seats.

Yu Hua nodded and couldn't help but admire:

"The plot of this anime is much cleaner than other stories."

"But I didn't expect that this earl was so wise. He didn't accuse anyone casually, but directly thought of the demon clan. It's really refreshing!"

Mo Yan also nodded and replied: "Yes, the plot is not slow. It won't unfold a difficult plot because of some misunderstandings. The arrangement is really good."

Story King Zheng Yuanjie changed his mind: "Not only is he smart, but the earl is also very courageous. Facing an opponent with a large gap in strength, he is not weak and afraid."

"Although he knew that he might not be strong enough, the earl still went straight to fight and launched an attack. The earl city lord with such courage is really in line with the current background. The leader who protects a territory!"

"The character creation of the earl, just based on these clips, has created a courageous and fearless person who faces threats directly. It's so wonderful."

Screen switching.

It was approaching dusk and sunset, and the whole city was shrouded in a layer of dusk light.

On the street

"We're almost at the Earl's Mansion."

Phelan and Hugh Tark walked side by side, and Phelan listened to the words.

A person in a black robe came towards them.

When Phelan passed by, she felt very familiar and turned around suddenly.

"Ms. Fulilian?"

Under the black robe, Fulilian, who only showed her chin and ruby ​​earrings, paused for a moment after hearing it, and then quickened her pace and continued to move forward.

[It's really you, the 'escaped' Fulilian! ]

[Flilian ran away quickly, haha, otherwise she would be caught by these two and would have to continue working. ]

Phelan resolutely chased after the person and intercepted him:

"You are Ms. Fulilian, right?"

[Phelan is so sure, mother-daughter intuition? ]

[Is this the effect of the magic that can see through clothes? ]

Seeing that Phelan blocked her way, Fulilian looked up and pointed to the corner of the street towards Phelan.

Phelan understood.

The three of them hid themselves.

Hugh Tark lowered his voice and asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Fellen's eyes widened.With her eyes wide open and her voice lowered, she asked in surprise:

"Did you escape from prison?"

Fulilian closed her eyes, took off the hood of her black robe and said helplessly: "What can I do?"

She looked at Philen and said: "I am in the cell, and a demon named Drat wants to kill me."

"Although I have eliminated him."

"But after the demon dies, it will turn into magic particles and disappear, right?"

[Fulilian: I am just slacking off in the cell, and someone wants to strangle me. 】

Feiren thought of the guards in the cell and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Flillian looked at Feiren: "That guy killed the jailer guards."

"On the scene, there are only guards who were beheaded by magic and me, a magician."

She asked, "What do you think of this situation?"

Feiren understood that Fulillian was facing a very bad situation now, "You will be sentenced to death for killing the guards, right?"

"Right." Fulillian put on her hood and covered her face with a black robe, "I don't like the trouble."

"Prepare to leave the city."

Hearing Fulillian's plan, Feiren stopped Fulillian, "Please wait a moment."

"If you leave, won't you leave the remaining demons alone."

"Are you going to let this city die?"

Flillian turned her head and looked at them and said, "Huh?"

"Feiren, you just go and destroy them."

Shutark widened his eyes.

"You make it sound too easy."

Firen felt that with their strength, it would be difficult to destroy Lugna, and even as an opponent, it would be very difficult.

Hsuettark also said: "We can't beat them."

"If the opponent is strong, you won't fight?" Fulilian asked them.

Hsuettark was silent.

Firen also felt that the difficulty was very high.

With their strength, facing the demon Lugna...

It was still too much of a stretch.

They didn't have the confidence, and they really hoped that Fulilian could help them.

But Fulilian was right. If the opponent was strong, would they not fight?

Firen and Shuettark knew it in their hearts.

The first time they faced a powerful monster, they also came through like this.

Fulilian turned around and said to them with a smile: "Besides, I don't think you are weaker than them at all."

After that.

Fulilian turned and walked towards the outside of the city.

"Don't go." Shuettark tried to persuade Fulilian to stay.

"I will fight."

"At least help." Hugh Tark put his hands together and knelt down in the direction of Fulilian.

"Please!"

Hush Tark said sincerely, kneeling down in front of Fulilian and burying his head in the ground, asking Fulilian to help them.

Fulilian did not turn her head.

On the side.

Philen was speechless, and even looked at the people on the ground with some contempt.

The atmosphere became quiet at this moment.

Seeing this, Hugh Tark raised his head and looked at Fulilian.

Fulilian raised her foot and walked straight away.

"Ah! Don't go!" Hugh Tark panicked and stretched out his hand to keep Fulilian.

Philen couldn't bear it anymore.

He grabbed Hugh Tark's collar and dragged him towards the direction of the Earl's Castle.

Hugh Tark was about to cry, but he was still shouting: "Please, Fulilian!"

[Hahaha, Hugh Tark is too funny. 】

【Why are you still laughing after knocking down the door? 】

【Xiu Bao: When faced with a difficult situation, kneel down first to show respect! 】

"Stop struggling. Give up on this idea as soon as possible."

Phelan dragged Hugh Tark.

"Why is this happening..."

"I can't beat him..."

Hugh Tark was about to cry.

"Don't be so irritable."

Phelan dragged him away.

Hugh Tark was still crying.

Seeing this, Fulilian smiled.

【Phelan has grown up. 】

【Phelan is now independent, Fulilian smiled with relief. 】