Dungeons & Dragons: I was kicked out of the team by Brave

The commander of the personal guards finally said firmly: "I'm sorry, distinguished madam, I know this is too offensive, but please stay. No matter what, there must be a result today. Please answer my question seriously again."

Nunalia took out a small bell from her cuffs and rang it softly. With the crisp sound, she said: "I don't need to repeat it to you a second time. You are not qualified. Remember your Identity, personal guard."

The commander did not speak, and everything that happened next made his attitude clear.

The sound of neat footsteps came from all directions in the living room. Nearly thirty black-armored guards wearing heavy armor slowly surrounded them. Their tightly wrapped helmets shot out with death-like determination. It was obvious that they had been planning for a long time.

"Dear Madam, I repeat, I have no intention of offending your rule. I just need to make sure that you and the Evil God have truly cut off your relationship. This is the early warning that the Church of Dawn personally sent to me, so I have to do this."

The heavy sword in the hand of the guard commander slowly emitted bright and scorching flames, and the guards surrounding the door all drew out their weapons in unison, igniting the brilliance of the flames.

Cold sweat broke out on Atushen's forehead. He knew the strength of this legendary commander clearly.

The Duke's Guards Corps under the leadership of this Guards Commander is an unstoppable torrent. It is the last and most powerful legion in the Midden Territory.

If the subsequent situation really turns into a bloody battle, even if Nunalia can win, her vitality will be severely damaged, and the Midden Territory, which has finally recovered, will fall back to the embarrassing situation ten years ago.

From the perspective of an old friend, Atushen tried to advise: "Lord Commander, please calm down! We have known each other for about 300 years. If you are willing to believe me, I am willing to vouch for everything I have, Nanalia Madam is definitely not colluding with the evil god. As for the early warning from the Church of Dawn, I think it must be a mistake. The Pope is not a god and cannot be absolutely correct!"

"Atushen, you can't stop me. Even if you can stop me, you can't do anything about the guards outside the door." The guard commander turned the epee in his hand and made a classic starting move, locking Na Nalia, "Yes or no, you will know once you try it. The legendary level [Destroy Evil Slash] will not cause any accidental damage."

Nunalia directly ignored the threat of the personal guard commander, but said with some satisfaction: "Not bad, very good, Alof An, you are about to be promoted to a high-ranking legend. This is the personal guard commander who has been guarding the An family for hundreds of years." The strength it deserves.”

The commander swung his heavy sword without hesitation and said firmly: "I'm sorry, Madam Nunalia. I deserve death for drawing my sword against you, but as a martial artist, I can't think about that much. This move [Evil-Breaking Slash" 】You must take it, it’s useless even if Lathander comes, I said so.”

At the moment when the light of Evil-Breaking Slash was about to be wielded, a phoenix's cry suddenly resounded in the Duke's Mansion, blue flames appeared out of thin air and burned blazingly, and a deep and cold astral aura suddenly filled all visible space.

A mage in light blue robes suddenly appeared, with a phoenix on his shoulder and a blue staff in his left hand. The top of the staff was burning with an eternal flame, surrounded alternately by three dragon eggs with complicated patterns.

The right hand is holding a golden scepter made of mithril phoenix gold, which involves the power of the entire Miden Territory Great Mystery Lock and contains endless violent energy, which is as heavy as a thousand stones.

With the appearance of this mage, time seemed to be temporarily suspended for a moment, and the giant sword that the guard commander had been swinging was stopped.

The mage's golden scepter slowly pressed down on the guard commander's shoulder during the almost paused time, and said softly: "Don't move, you will die if you move."

The flow returned to its original speed in the next second, and two long knives, one purple-red and one pitch-black, emerged from the shadows. They were placed on the back of the guard commander's neck in a staggered and tacit manner, and they pressed down at the same time.

Under the simultaneous locking of two sword masters and a space archmage, the guard commander Alof, who was approaching the high-ranking legend, could only stay in place to prevent the two sharp long knives from slicing his neck.

If faced with two sword masters in normal times, a strong man like Alof might not be able to fight, but the heavy pressure of the most critical star master carrying the myth-locked scepter completely extinguished his confidence in resistance.

Richard asked: "Naya, Ying, can you hold it down? I almost shook Nasha over. It's not easy to approach a high-ranking legendary heavy swordsman."

Naya said simply: "Simple, the suppression of Misuo is too strong. In fact, one shadow sister is enough."

Yingze was completely obsessed with other questions: "Master, why did you read Naya's name first?"

Soon, more people who were completely affiliated with Nunalia followed.

First, a blind legendary monk appeared silently in the corner, and then a legendary flame mage of the plasticity department violently kicked open the side door, holding two fireballs that were ready to explode at any time.

The familiar psychic warlock Kavin has already stood by Atushen's side, with legendary-level psychic spells ready to go.

After being aware of the news of Alof's rebellion, most of the Duke's guards who were unaware of it and were still loyal to Nunalia quickly gathered in formation and surrounded the rebellious guards at the entrance of the living room without hesitation. Draw your weapons and be ready to start a bloody purge within the legion at any time.

Even the consuls of the civil service system rushed to the living room in a hurry, shouting such words as "Save someone under the knife", "Long live Nunalia", "Concord will never kill".

The highest system officials in the entire Midden Territory, the legendary powerhouses in the entire Duke's Palace, and even most of the Duke's Palace guards did not hesitate to protect their mistress Nunalia. Alof was isolated and helpless from the beginning. .

Alof dropped the heavy sword in his hand, and under the pressure of the two sword masters' long swords, he slowly knelt on the ground, lowered his head deeply, and completely gave up struggling.

There was only one chance to directly hurt Nunalia, but this only precious opportunity was blocked by the sudden appearance of the astral masters.

If he fails to seize this momentary opportunity, the entire Duke's Palace will soon fall into absolute full-scale mobilization, and he will almost become the enemy of the entire Miden Territory.

But the few guards who followed Alof's rebellion and forced him to the palace at the door have not given up their resistance. They stared at these strong men indifferently, and the swords in their hands did not tremble.

No matter what, they have to ensure Nunalia's alignment, and death is not scary or even boring in comparison.

Richard frowned and said: "Lord Commander, please ask them to put down their swords. Before they take action completely, everything can still end. I believe that Mrs. Nunalia's magnanimity will forgive you."

Alof said coldly: "I can't change their will. We are only here for the future of Midden Territory."

"Pathetic." Nunalia chuckled, waved her hand boredly, and ordered, "Kill them, leave no one behind, I don't need betrayers..."

Richard suddenly interrupted: "Wait, Clindina, what are you muttering about?"

Clintina glanced at Richard and ignored her. From the beginning, she kept chanting unfamiliar spells.

"The dawn is an alliance, and the blood is an oath. With my blood, I will prove your loyalty."

Clindina stretched out a hand, held a sharp long sword tightly, and then drew it from the sword grid to the tip of the sword, and bright red blood dripped down.

She raised her blood-stained hands high and said loudly: "In the name of Anjia for generations, in the name of your master, personal guards, put down your weapons!"

Every drop of blood turned into burning red flames, and all the guards who witnessed all this seemed to feel the call of blood, and knelt down uniformly on the ground, lowering their heads deeply.

"The Ansel Legion of the Duke's Palace will always be loyal to you. I praise you for awakening the great Anjia bloodline, Miss Clintina."

Chapter 254: What a ghost, she deserves to be Clintina

The small group of rebel guards who originally tried to resist completely surrendered to the ancient spell passed down from generation to generation by the An family. Clintina's identity as a direct descendant of the An family completely gained their recognition and loyalty.

Even Alof looked at Clintina in astonishment, and then chose the highest level of allegiance.

Being able to directly obtain the allegiance of the entire Ansel Legion through blood spells is also a rare occurrence in the entire history of Midden Territory.

Only when talent and bloodline reach the top level at the same time can An family's direct bloodline have the possibility of chanting the bloodline spell. Alof never thought that Clindina could do it.

Alof's eyes gradually became fanatical as he looked at Clintina, as if he was seeing a rising Grand Duke of Middenland and wished he could die for her right now.

Of course, most of the legends and civil servants present knew the value of this blood spell, and they all looked as if they had seen a ghost - didn't they agree that Clindina was a fool?

Could it be...that all of this is Miss Clintina's consideration!

She was sent to the capital Deirlan as a hostage since she was a child, so she had to endure hardships and hide herself.

But now that Miss Clintina has returned to the Midden Territory, her talent no longer needs to be concealed, so she can reveal it so simply.

Unbelievable, it turns out that we all wrongly blamed Miss Clintina!

As for Miss Clintina usually acting like a fool, then Miss Clintina must be able to deceive the disguise of the gods, and our mortal eyes cannot see through it.

It can only be said that Miss Clintina must have deep meaning in doing this.

Yes, it must be so!

As expected of Miss Clintina.

Facing this group of strange and blazing eyes, Clintina was a little scared. She said warily: "What do you think I am doing? Do you want to eat people? Commander Alof, are you being too fanatical? Hello? , Nunalia, especially you, it’s like you’ve eaten a fly.”

Richard asked the question that everyone wanted to ask for Nunalia: "Miss Clintina, if you have this ability, why didn't you recite the spell earlier? It almost ended badly just now."

Clintina still looked like an idiot, with her hands on her hips and said:

"Huh? What can I do? Do you know how long this spell is? It's almost as long as the prologue of the Dawn Sutra. It took me a long time to memorize it!"

"And the incantation must be recited in ancient common language. I also learned it a few days ago. Those syllables are so obscure that they can make me tongue-tied!"

"I've been chanting from the very beginning. I've worked very hard. I don't want to wait for Commander Alof to kill Nanalia and then end it. Absolutely not!"

Richard slapped his head and sighed: "I understand, Clintina, thank you so much for your hard work. You can actually do human work."

Clintina looked at Nunalia and said uncomfortably: "But... what's next, Nunalia?"

"Tsk, common people, you came too late!" Nunalia first scolded Richard, then stared at Commander Alof and said with displeasure, "I don't like rebellion, and I don't like being questioned."

Alof said firmly: "Ms. Nunalia, I am willing to die to apologize. I only ask that you do not involve other uninformed people from the Ansel Legion. However, regarding your camp, I still maintain my original attitude. "

Richard nodded and said: "Is it a camp problem? Is this understandable? Nunalia's identity is indeed quite embarrassing. After all, she is the Saint of Baal, and she almost became the second in command of the Murder Order."

Hearing Richard's shocking words, Alof almost wanted to strike at Nunalia again, but he still managed to hold back.

His intuition told him that this long-famous space mage, wife lover, panty fetishist, pedophile, Nunalia's eagle dog, and Miss Clintina's fiancé could give him a convincing answer.

"Hey, Michelle, come here, I have something to do with you." Richard opened a space door and pulled out Lathander's holy son, the brave Michelle.

He patted the hero on the shoulder, then pointed at Nunalia and said simply: "Give me a claim."

"This...this is not in compliance with the regulations, you know, Captain Richard."

"One thousand dollars? Two thousand dollars? Three thousand dollars, plus the entrance ticket to the Wood Elf Impart tomorrow night!"

"Deal, I have heard Lathander's will. But forget about the ticket, the wood elves look down on me."

Chapter 255 Hell Joke

The golden sign of the brave has always been Richard's trump card that has been tried and tested repeatedly. The Holy Son certified by Lathander himself has incredible prestige in Midden.

For the Middens, the words of the brave are directly equivalent to the Oracle of Lathander, and at certain moments, they are more effective than the words of the Pope of the Dawn.

After the brave man's unscrupulous assurance, Nunalia's authority was temporarily maintained.

Obviously, the brave man is indeed an extremely special cleric of the Church of the Dawn

Richard even had some suspicions that this brave man who had been wandering outside the Church of the Dawn was specially used by Lathander to bypass rigid dogma and do things cheaply.

Otherwise, he would have been punished by God long ago for his repeated violations of Chenxi's teachings.

But in general, this long-planned and unexpected force to force the palace was resolved fairly well before it turned into a rebellion.

Although Commander Alof is obviously still a little confused, he can no longer openly question Nanalia recently.

"Stay back, you have wasted a lot of my time." Nunalia sat back on the main seat in the living room, playing with the precious furs brought back from the orc territory on the seat with her hands, her eyes lowered. People can't see clearly, "Remember, there is no next time, I will only tolerate it once."

Alof put away his heavy sword, half-knelt on the ground, still holding his neck and said: "We promise you that we will always follow Miss Clintina."

Clindina was a little embarrassed and said: "Uh-huh, actually, you can just listen to Nana for the time being. Okay, don't look at me like that, then just listen to me. But now I am reluctant to listen to Nana." Leah’s.”

Then Alofh retreated with the Duke's palace guards, and the legendary powerhouses and civil servants who belonged to Nanalia returned to where they should be.

Everyone tried their best to act as if nothing had happened. After all, the main contradiction in Midden Territory now lies with the external royal family, and internal contradictions can be suppressed as long as possible.

Nunalia seemed a little resentful and said deliberately: "Clintina, take care of your dog."

Richard tried to talk to Xi Ni: "Okay, okay, don't be angry. At least it will be resolved satisfactorily in the end."

However, Nunalia seemed to be really angry. She slapped away Richard's extended hand and said to herself: "Early warning from the Church of Dawn? It seems that the Pope has some objections to me. Sooner or later, I will treat you, an old woman." Hanging from a street lamp.”

Richard said awkwardly: "Ahem, Nunalia, the brave man is still around."

The brave man has no Poland in his heart and even wants to join: "It doesn't matter, I am not familiar with the Pope. She has also withheld my funds. She really deserves to be hung from a street lamp."

In order to prevent the brave man from becoming more and more mouthy, Richard directly pushed him back to the dungeon.

Naya and Ying also slowly blended into Richard's shadow.

Atushen said in a low voice: "Well, Mrs. Nunnalia, the envoy from the Nigel Territory and the Grand Duke from the Nord Territory jointly request an audience. The time is coming soon. Of course, you can postpone the time."