Lord of War

  The splendor of the world is endless and diverse.

  No matter what kind of person, you can find your own way of life in this world, provided that you abide by the rules of the game in this class. Otherwise, no matter how outstanding you are, you will still die quickly. Of course, that's because you don't have a solid background.

  Elsie was sitting in the carriage, and her expression was much more haggard than half a year ago.

  There is no decoration inside the carriage, and the wood used is very common, not even good wood. Perhaps it was due to negligence of care, so there was a strange damp and musty smell inside this carriage, and there was no family crest on the outside of the carriage. In other words, it is almost humiliating.

  The old coachman driving the car is an elderly middle-aged man with a bare head and shirtless shirt, wearing a burlap jersey, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he looks a little weak. But under his feet, he is stepping on a broad sword that is as thick as a door. Judging from the weight and scale of this sword, let alone cutting, hacking, or slashing, you can shoot the silver realm just by shooting. Seriously injured.

   accompanied by the carriage, there are six riders who don't know whether they are knights or cavalry, but judging from the standard black heavy armors on these six people, they look more like cavalry than family knights. The rider's heavy armor, mounted heavy armor, armed with a heavy spear, and a heavy sword hung behind the horse. As the rider steered the horse to step on, the clanking sound of the heavy sword slapped on the heavy armor sounded a bit sweet.

Although after leaving the Howards collar, he turned to the Yeros collar, which was desolate and banditarian due to the tyranny of the lord, but because this team, including the coachman and the prisoner-like Elsie, had only eight people, and the carriage was so broken. Unbearable, there is no cargo on board, so those shrewd bandits will not come to this team's idea. Those heavy knights seem to be the elites who know all horse combat and footwork. If you are rich in oil and water, maybe you can try it. If there is no oil and water, who is willing to fight with this obviously outrageous team?

  The convoy moved forward slowly, and in about two days, it will be able to emerge from the really turbulent Yeros collar and enter the territory controlled by the Boulder family’s sect.

  At that time, as long as it meets with the three thousand private troops on standby at the border of the territory, plus three golden powerhouses sitting in town, and there are garrisons in various cities and towns that can be mobilized along the way, you will no longer be afraid of any accidents. Although this matter has already made a lot of noise in the kingdom’s aristocracy, the Boulder family has even been teased for being timid, but this time, the old Duke Hatch can’t help acting so cautiously, because he received the news that Yasi A female magician under Marquis Na appeared on Sean's territory.

  A rider drove the horse forward, leaned down slightly, and whispered: "My lord, we are being watched."

Some sleepy coachmen yawned and said faintly: "I have guessed it. After entering the tequila collar, they will never have any chance again, and the peace on this road is the tranquility before the storm, but I don’t know who wants to intervene."

  "Could it be the hand of the Marquise of Tonis?" the black armored cavalry asked.

"No." The bald coachman shook his head, "Not to mention that the marquise has always defeated her opponents with upright and arrogant tactics, she said that her masters are good, including her, a total of four high-ranking silver peaks. With the combined strength of these four people, it is indeed possible to kill a strong person at the lower level of gold peak, but that is all. Let alone the strong player of upper level gold, the two lower level golds will be defeated, so they can plan to this point. The action of the second robbery will definitely not be the handwriting of the marquise."

After a brief pause, not knowing whether it was to strengthen his confidence or other reasons, the coachman once again added: "The lack of the real strong is the only weakness of the marquise.... Whether it is Ryan The duchy or the millennium covenant empire behind them, and even our Kingdom of Darbion, are very happy to see this. At least it means that the marquise is still in the range that can be controlled, but this situation is only scary. It will be gone soon."

  The rider shut up and said nothing.

  In fact, this truth is very simple and easy to see, no matter who it is, it is very clear that the lack of strong men who can be enemies is the only Achilles heel of Asuna. It's just that even if there is this weakness, it is only regarded as a strategic threat to the death of the fish and the net. Who dares to actually execute this assassination method in non-war period, if one has dirty hands and feet and leaves a little clue, then the fun will be great.

  However, even during the war, this assassination tactic is not necessarily effective. In the three years of the Darbion Kingdom’s three-year war, there were as many as forty-five assassinations against Asuna. The most ceremonious one even sent three sanctuary powerhouses, but now Asuna is not still alive and kicking. If the Principality of Ryan really wants to keep one person, it still has the background to resist the assassination of the three sanctuary killers, so the so-called Achilles heel of Asuna is for the Principality of Ryan.

  If it wasn't for Asuna to have such a weakness, and she was not the Asuna of the Evans family, would the Principality of Ryan really rest assured that she would control the Tonis Fortress known as the miracle of the gods?

  It’s just that when Asuna and her three magicians are promoted to the Golden rank powerhouse, this weakness will also be greatly compensated.

  The bald coachman shook his head, not thinking about these troubles, anyway, he was just a lone traveler, and such a big thing was not his turn to worry about such a small person. So, the coachman turned his head again, looked at the black cavalry beside him, and said, "How many people can be sure?"

"There are seven or eight people who are stalking. They are all bandits and bandits. These are all easy to solve." The black armored cavalry whispered, "I'm afraid that there will be other people who are interested in these bandits and bandits. If that happens then, Just ask your lord to break through, and we will stay behind."

   "Okay." The bald driver didn't seem to have any consciousness of being a strong man. He nodded and agreed to this approach without hesitation.

The Black Armored Cavalry didn’t say anything. For a character like them, it’s best to be immortal, but if you get to the place where you’re going to kill you, then death in battle is actually not a terrible thing, at least you can give Their offspring won a chance. If their offspring are good enough and work hard enough, their future achievements can become a big man like this bald coachman.

  This is the only way for all civilians in this world to climb.

  Which class in this world is in, you have to abide by and adapt to the rules of the game of this class. This is the unspoken rule recognized by everyone on the Marvel Continent.

  The team moved forward again, but it was obviously going to speed up a bit.

  There are only less than two days away from the agave collar controlled by the Boulder family. As long as they can reach the border and let the private soldiers of the Boulder family see, then they are safe. But everyone knows that this next section of the road is really dangerous, because since the enemy's stalking person has already revealed their identity without hesitation, then naturally they are ready to fight.

  Unexpected by the bald coachman, the traces of the enemy were finally completely exposed.

  But what is shocking is that there are not only one batch of these enemies, but four batches!

The four batches of enemies are different in size and number. The smaller one has only a dozen cavalry, but it is also a heavy cavalry with heavy armor and heavy spears; and the larger one has the size of more than two hundred people, the shield warrior. , Cavalry, archers, pikemen, all available, it looks more like an elite army.

   "These guys, don't you even lose your skin!" The bald coachman finally let out an exclamation.

He thought that the clowns who were happy to watch the Boulder family and the Marquis of Tonis spend some money at most to hire horse thieves in this shabby territory and twist them together to deal with himself and others. The strength of these seven of them is naturally not afraid. But I didn't expect that these political opponents would directly send their elite troops to intercept and kill. This kind of handwriting and ethics is no small thing, at least if this matter is leaked out, then it is really torn with the Boulder family. And even if he is strong at the top of the golden pinnacle, if he is besieged by these elite troops, he can still be used to death.

   "My lord, you go first, we are responsible for breaking the queen!" The black armored cavalry said in a deep voice, even he knew that they couldn't survive this battle.

  The bald driver didn't say anything nonsense about living. Everyone knows the current situation. Even if he stays, he will just add an additional damage number, which is meaningless. So he didn't insist on anything. He slammed his fist towards the rear panel of the car, and smashed the car with only one punch. He reached out and grabbed Elsie out, and then jumped to one of them. On the horses pulling the cart, at the same time, he did not forget to lift the incredibly large epee, and after slamming the noose with one sword, he immediately drove away.

   Hearing only the neigh of the war horse, it galloped out immediately, and at the same time the other war horse quickly followed up, as if the two war horses had a sharp heart for each other. At this time, the four groups of people and horses who came to the robbery finally realized that the carriage was very dilapidated, but these two war horses were not ordinary war horses, but domesticated horse-type monsters, and only this type of monster It can carry the bald coachman and Elsie, plus the huge sword that doesn't know it weighs hundreds of catties.

  Seeing the movements of the bald coachman, the four groups of men and horses immediately began to mobilize, one after another from all directions to encircle.

  Six heavy cavalry also started running. They raised their heavy guns, and soon passed the bald coachman and rushed towards the least numbered enemy.

  There are only six people, but the momentum of the galloping charge is like a thousand horses!

  In a hedging confrontation, six heavy cavalry fell two on the spot, but the magical thing is that the two men did not seem to be killed because of this, which shows the solidity of the heavy armor on the body. After the two men fell from their horses, they immediately threw away their heavy guns and drew out their horses' heavy swords. They changed from horse warfare to foot warfare. The cavalry drew a small arc in front, turned the horse's head, and recoiled again.

  They are using their lives to create a route for the bald coachman to escape!

  When they came back from the countercharge again, the four cavalry immediately dismounted, threw down their heavy guns, took out the epee, and placed a reef-like defensive formation around the mount, launching a life-forgetting attack on any enemy who dared to approach.

  It was only a delay for a while. With the excellent durability and speed of the Warcraft mount, the bald coachman quickly broke away from this battlefield and rushed towards the border of the agave collar. He didn't dare to stay any longer.

  Because he doesn't know if this is all the enemy's layout, if not, then the next battle must rely on him alone to deal with it.

  ...A seemingly ordinary carriage was moving along an official road.

But if someone who is knowledgeable here will find the luxury contained in this carriage: the carriage is made of red dragon wood, this kind of wood inherently exudes a warm atmosphere, especially warm in winter, and On a hot day, a few ice ovens can make the warmth become cool, so the price is extremely high, and ordinary little nobles can't afford it, let alone wealthy businessmen.

In addition to the red dragon wood, the axles, guardrails, pedals and wheels of the carriage are all made of cold iron. This material is one of the necessary materials for making silver-level magic weapons, but it is used in this carriage. Above, it is really a fuss.

  Just the carriage is already so expensive to build, but compared to the four-headed monster that pulls the cart, at least this carriage can be built with tens of thousands of gold coins.

  Land Xinglong Lizard.

  This kind of beast looks a lot like the ancient raptors on the earth, but the back is more spacious and can be used as a cavalry mount with a special saddle. It is said that the land Xinglong lizard and the earth Xinglong have the dragon blood beasts, but compared to the earth Xinglong, the land Xinglong lizard has a lower IQ, has a more grumpy temper, and is a carnivorous beast. This type of monster is difficult to tame, but once it is successfully tamed, it is a very well-behaved monster. However, as a dragon type monster comparable to the earth travel dragon, the land travel dragon lizard is known for its speed, endurance and gravity.

  If the earth travel dragon is the exclusive mount of the heavy cavalry, then the land travel dragon lizard is the exclusive mount of the light cavalry.

  It just uses the four-headed land dragon lizard to pull the cart. This is really a bit violent.

There are two drivers driving, one is an old man, but his figure is very thin and looks as if it is shrinking; the other is extremely tall, but his whole body is covered in a hooded cloak. Here, the gender and age are completely invisible, but judging from the body shape, it shouldn't be a woman. Otherwise, judging from this tonnage level, it would be a bit too scary.

On the roof of the carriage, a young man was lying lazily on it, basking in the sun. Next to him was a huge bow measuring one and five meters high, and a quiver filled with feathers from an unknown creature. Putting aside, his eyes closed looked particularly comfortable and comfortable; and at the back of the carriage, there was also a car board similar to the driver’s seat, and a magic lamp hung on the roof of the carriage, which would light up at night, and On this car sits a pair of female twins. At this moment, the twins seem to be sleeping, but they each hold a long spear in their arms, one red and the other blue, shining with brilliant brilliance, it seems that they belong to the devil. Class of weapons.

  Including the coachman, the five people all exude an aura belonging to the strong, even if it is not the upper level gold, it is definitely the lower level gold.

   With these five people protecting the carriage, I'm afraid that there won't be any blind people who will block the road and rob.

  The curtains of the carriage were gently lowered. A slightly tired young man pinched his eyebrows and exhaled a sullen breath. The whole person seemed to be slightly relaxed.

  The interior of the carriage is extremely luxurious.

The ground is covered with some kind of pure white animal skins. The fur is thick, and you can feel the deep furry warmth when you step on it barefoot. In addition, tea sets, cauldrons, and low tables are also available, and there is even a small one. The bookcase is full of various books; and the seats are not the two rows of hard chairs and soft seats of an ordinary carriage, but a few sofas made of unknown materials, and people can sit on them. in.

  At this moment, the young man was trapped in a sofa.

   Sitting across from him is another person who is equally young.

   "Brother, is it necessary to achieve this level?" The young man frowned, looking at his most admired brother with some puzzlement.

  Both of them are candidates for succession to the Wiles family.

  One is the second-ranked heir, and the other is the fourth-ranked heir. The reason why these two people did not seem to be as harmonious as the other heirs in the family, and secretly fight to the death and death, is purely because the mothers of the two people are the same, so the blood relationship is stronger, so the two brothers are not. Those unbearable things came out. Unlike the third and fifth in line heirs, they have been ordered by the family to think behind closed doors.

  If there are no accidents, the fourth pick will soon be able to climb one place forward.

  "Do you know what is the best way to do in gambling games?" Florence glanced at his own brother and asked.

  The young man shook his head.

"Use the trump cards for the hole cards, and use the hole cards for more hole cards." Florence explained, "The biggest difference between me and Turin lies in our age. He is ten years older than me, so he is better than me. He has more time to manage his connections and influences. He has only four trump cards on the bright side, but I have five. It seems that I have one more than him.... But if you talk about the hole cards If I do, I only have three. Is it possible that he has less than me?"

  The young man who might become the third in line in the future thought about it, first shook his head, then nodded, and said, "But there is only one person in Turin, but we have two people!"

"Rome, even if we are brothers, you still have to fight for the position of the heir." Florence's face became solemn, "Whether you want to, or if you want to, you have to show your desire to fight, otherwise If you do, you will soon be defeated by others.... In our family, what is the price of failure? You can see the fate of Pisa and Venice."

  The young man named Rome fell silent.

After Florence sighed, he continued: "Unless you stay away from this family and leave the fascist kingdom, otherwise we will all follow the rules of the game of this country and this family." At this point, Florence smiled again and said. : "Fortunately, our two brothers are the same mother, so whether it is me or you become the head of the family, at least we are safe."

   "But Turin is not so easy to solve."

"That's why I need to develop my own connections and power." Florence said, "In the kingdom, Turin's power and allies have spread to half of the twelve high-ranking nobles, and the remaining half are either wall-to-wall or just watching. That’s why I can only choose to develop abroad.... I was optimistic about the Boulder family, but I don’t know why, the lord named Sean made me optimistic, so I might as well sell my affection to him now, even if I don’t do it. If a friend is only an ally, it is enough."

   "But..." Rome pouted, still a little depressed, "Is it necessary to turn over one of your hole cards?"

   "I think so." Florence nodded, "You have to learn to look longer."

   "Oh." Rome responded, but his gaze fell on the card that was turned over on the short.

  The picture above is a warrior riding a horse to charge.

  This is a very popular card game deck in the Fascist Kingdom. The name of this card is called Knight...

  ... Thousands of miles away in the sky, a saker falcon flew by.

  It is extremely fast, and when it flies and glides in the air, it even brings out an air current that tears the clouds.

  The bald coachman rushed for a day and night driving the beast, his body was really exhausted, so he had to stop and rest. Even if he is as strong as this bald coachman, he can't stand it, let alone Elsie, a young man with no strength, his face is as pale as a piece of white paper, and it seems that he will faint at any time. Nothing can be done.

The bald coachman took off a water bottle and threw it to Elsie, and said in a deep voice, "Master Elsie, take a break with some water. We only stay here for ten minutes, and then we set off again. Just enter the tequila collar. Well, there is only less than half a day's journey left, and I hope Master Elsie can hold on."

  Although that is what he said, there is not the slightest respect in the words of the bald coachman.

  Elsie tried to endure the discomfort and took a big sip of water from the kettle, but because he drank too hard, he choked and coughed violently.

  The bald coachman curled his mouth in disdain. He looked up and looked at the Saker Falcon in the sky, with a gloom flashing in his eyes. This falcon has been following them for a day and a night. Obviously, this is not an ordinary falcon. What's more obvious is that this beast is definitely not wild, but domesticated. I'm afraid there will be a wave of pursuit. Behind them, the bald coachman couldn't tell how many people were in this wave of chasing soldiers, so he just hoped to get into the tequila collar sooner.

Sudden!

  The bald coachman saw the Saker falcon hovering in mid-air suddenly dived straight down, and then landed on the arm of a knight, and the bald coachman’s pupils shrank suddenly.

This knight is wearing a silver-white heavy armor. The mount under his hips cannot be seen as a breed, but it should be an infallible war horse, except that the horse is also covered with silver-white heavy armor, but it is this one that is astonishing. There was a white flame burning on the four hooves of the horse. The knight is wearing a helmet and his faceplate has been lowered and his appearance is not clear, but he is carrying a silver-white spear in his right hand, without a shield, and his left arm is in mid-air. This hunting falcon is easy Stopped on the left arm.

  It wasn't until then that the bald coachman could see that the back hair of the stalker was actually silvery white like a metallic luster, and even the tail hair had a silver luster, but it was lighter than the back hair.

   Seeing this silver-white knight and the silver falcon, the cold sweat of the bald coachman began to appear: "You are...Silver Falcon Knight Dante?"

"It seems that you know my name?" The knight known as the Silver Flame Falcon made a slightly hoarse voice, with a full of vicissitudes. "Then things are much easier.... I don't want to make innocent people. Kill, give me the person behind you, and you can leave."

  "Does the Kingdom of Fascism want to intervene in this matter too? What good is this for you!?"

"It's none of my business to have any benefits. I am only responsible for carrying out this task." Dante said in a deep voice, "You are a gold-level powerhouse, and I am also a gold-level powerhouse. I have not crossed the boundary. This is in line with the rules of the game. , Isn't it?... So, hand over the person behind you and I will let you go. Otherwise, I can only kill you and take him away."

   "Don't think about it!" The bald coachman roared and lifted the door-like giant sword in his hand.

Dante sighed slightly, his left arm raised, and the silver falcon spread its wings, and at almost the same moment, the place where the silver falcon was standing completely collapsed, and countless cracks spread towards the surroundings. Going out, on the contrary, where the cracks collapsed, silver flames burst out. In an instant, the place within a few meters of a circle was like a silver lotus in full bloom, which was surprisingly stunning and beautiful.

But under this stunning beauty, it is absolutely dangerous and death, because when the silver flame burns out, the whole land turns into silver crystal sand, and the wind blows up the sky with silver light and mist. .

  Suddenly!

  The silver mist exploded, and the full-body silver-armored knight rushed out on the horse. His running speed was incredibly fast, and he arrived in front of the bald coachman almost in the blink of an eye.

  Rope, hoof, and spear.

  A series of actions are as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, while also revealing an extremely terrifying ferocity.

  In the face of such a fierce attack, the bald coachman wanted to use a sword to cut off the limbs of the falcon rider's mount, but he could only turn into a horizontal sword to block it. Fortunately, this kind of sword, which is similar to the door panel, is extremely spacious, so there is no need to think about which position to defend. As long as the sword is horizontal, it can block at least two thirds of the body, and use the sword to resist the enemy's thunder. One blow is definitely enough.

  The tip of the gun and the blade of the sword collide together without fancy.

  There was no muffled noise that pierced the eardrums, and there was no expected sparks.

  Some, it's just a circle of silver ripples visible to the naked eye spreading from the intersection of the gun tip and the sword body.

  Obviously it was a seemingly harmless blow, but the bald coachman's face was flushed, and he opened his mouth with a wow, that is, a mouthful of blood was sprayed on the sword, and his face became pale again.

  At this time, the front hoofs of the war horse that people stood up finally stepped down fiercely!

   But the place where he stepped down was not on the ground, but on this door-like epee sword.

  Take off both hooves!

   Trampled by this heavy hoof, the bald coachman finally fell to his knees unbearable, and one man and one horse was obviously still putting pressure on him. The ground of the bald coachman has already produced a circle of cracks. The fine sand and rocks have raised, arousing a light yellow sand mist. It is not very thick and charming, but it also has a smell of flying sand and rocks.

   And Dante once again raised the silver-white spear in his hand, and stab it again without hesitation. This time he shot faster than the last time.

As soon as the spear fell, the place where the bald coachman was kneeling finally couldn't bear the pressure, and suddenly collapsed and sank more than an inch; and where the back two hooves of the horse stood, two small pits were also plunged without suspense. .

But this time, the silver-white ripples visible to the naked eye did not appear. Instead, a cloud of silver-white flames suddenly erupted. It looked like a silver flame suddenly ignited on the body of this great sword. This falcon knight was burned to death. But only Elsie, who was really fighting and watching from the sidelines, knew that it was the bald coachman who was going to burn to death.

  While the flame has not yet reached his body, the shirt on the driver's body has gradually started to burn.

  Heavy pressure, high temperature, two kinds of damage forced the bald coachman to let out a hysterical roar, and then his clenched left fist slammed on the blade.

  This time, there was finally a popping sound.

  The powerful shock shook the front hoof of the war horse, and the flame that was burning on the sword immediately disappeared instantly.

  Dante pulled the reins lightly, and the horse turned around gracefully, his hooves landed on the ground on the right, and he stepped out of two shallow pits. And Dante, who was riding on the horse, took advantage of this fall, and once again raised his spear to stab him. This third stabbing still stabbed the sword abruptly, but this time it was the same as the first stabbing, except A wave visible to the naked eye spread out.

  Maybe the bald driver was finally prepared this time, so he didn't spray any blood, but his situation didn't look much better.

  It's a pity that Dante didn't achieve the expected results with this attack, so he closed his gun and returned. The war horse with a sharp heart leaped slightly, and his four hooves escaped from the shallow pit and ran forward. In the sky, the silver-white saker falcon suddenly dived, and its hooked claws plunged into the back of the bald coachman who was scalded by the burning of his clothes, and suddenly spread its wings and flew again, unexpectedly abruptly. Tear off two back meats.

After receiving such a strong tearing pain, the bald coachman who wanted to cut off Dante's mount with a sword could not help but let out a howl of pain, and the attacking action of his hand was also unable to be swung out, and even a staggered stature almost fell on the ground. land.

   Dante, who ran forward for more than a dozen meters, yanked the reins again. The horse still did not neigh, but a man stood up. Dante pulled the reins slightly, and the horse turned around again very humanely. When the two hoofs fell on the ground, Dante, who was originally a bald coachman, faced him again. With a slight kick of the leg, the horse immediately galloped, Dante raised the spear horizontally, and the rear part of the gun was clamped under his armpit, as if he was about to launch a charge.

After gritting his teeth, the bald coachman suddenly stood up again, resisting the tearing pain coming from behind, suddenly waved the huge sword in his hand, and rolled out a real sword wind that could be regarded as flying sand and stone. The aroused sword energy rushed towards Dante with a force like a violent sea.

But I saw that Dante suddenly loosened his right arm, no longer holding the spear, but holding it tightly. The silver-white flame-like vindictiveness appeared on his body, not only attached to the spear, but also attached to his body and mount. . I saw Dante slammed his spear suddenly and stabbed. The moment a spear was shot, dozens of spear shadows burst out, densely formed into a silver flame light curtain not inferior to the silver flame lotus that burst out during the previous charge. So he tore a gap in this sword-like energy like a violent wave.

  The bald coachman let out an angry roar, and raised the huge sword in his hand, obviously trying to cleave another sword aura.

However, the silver saker falcon swooped down from the sky again, this time faster than before. Before the bald coachman could react, the saker falcon had already pierced its claws into the bald coachman’s eye sockets. , Hooked out both of his eyeballs. And amidst a miserable howl, a silver light suddenly flashed in the silver flame light curtain. It was Dante who threw his long spear directly through the chest of the bald coachman, with a strong grudge. As soon as his chest exploded, the bald coachman was too dead to die.

  While the silver light curtain had not disappeared, Dante had already driven out his horse, passing by the bald coachman, and at the same time he drew the spear, without even looking at the defeated general. The silver saker falcon in the sky shook off the two eyeballs from its paws, then fell quickly and stopped on Dante's left shoulder.

   "You...Who are you?" Elsie looked at the silver knight who easily killed the bald coachman with a look of surprise, "Are you here to kill me?"

"No, I was ordered to save you." Dante said condescendingly, riding on the horse, "My relationship with you will only be a friend and not an enemy at the moment, so please don't worry about what harm I will do. your business."

"Friend?" Elsie had a look of horror, and she didn't understand the situation at all. "What do you want from me?... I'm just an abandoned son of the Boulder family, I have nothing at all. Something that can satisfy you. Even my territory has been taken away..."

"You may think that you are just an abandoned child, worthless, but for some people, that's not the case." The Silver Flame Falcon named Dante said in a deep voice, "Whether it is you or I, for those who use this world as a chessboard, we are just pawns on the chessboard after all.... The only thing we can do is to adapt to the rules of the game on this chessboard."

   "What do you mean?" Elsie looked blank, apparently because of his IQ, he absolutely couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"Don't understand it." Dante shook his head slightly. He didn't understand why this guy who looked like an idiot could become an important **** in a multi-party game. "You should get on the horse first and then go with me. I and him. The traces of fighting here are too strong. I believe someone will be sent over from the tequila collar soon. I am afraid that it will be impossible to stop it by myself, so I should leave here first."

  There are obvious hesitations and struggles on Elsie's face. Although he is a bit dumb, he is not really stupid. The situation is so weird right now. How can he believe the words of the man who killed his guard?

   "I was sent by Sir Sean Connery." With a helpless sigh, Dante could only move out what the master he was working for before he set off.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the doubt and struggle on Elsie's face disappeared, but after experiencing so many things, the trace of caution he honed did not make him immediately obedient. Leave with this person, but ask: "What the **** is going on?"

   "Say while walking on the road." Dante said in a deep voice, "I must **** you back to Pandan in a month and a half, otherwise the situation will become very troublesome."

  This time, Elsie finally nodded without any hesitation, and said, "Okay!"