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

Richard said sanctimoniously: "Of course not. I am a Silver Moon native in Silver Moon and a Midden native in Midden Territory. Changes in region and household registration will not affect my patriotic behavior. In this regard, you can call me A word of Saint Richard."

Nunalia said with a tone full of disgust: "Tsk, I'm getting more and more disgusted with you. In my case, loyalty is either absolute or absolutely disloyal. Mages are a bunch of annoying guys, especially you, rude common people. ."

Nunalia stood up from the hot spring. After making a difficult decision and struggling, Richard turned his head and closed his eyes reluctantly.

After Nunalia was covered with a layer of veil, Richard slowly opened his eyes.

Nunalia had sat back down on her slump, leaning against the backrest.

She was obviously so sleepy that she rubbed her eyes, but she still took a few bundles of parchments on the case - they were various matters reported by the consuls in various places for judgment, as well as some drafts of new laws.

Richard held down the official documents and gently touched her forehead, which was already a little warm: "You are already very tired, Nunalia. Your body is too weak, and you will have a tendency to get hot as long as you are overworked."

"Except for me, who can handle this? There has been another snowstorm in Beifeng Castle recently, and a large area of ​​winter wheat has been crushed to death. There is an urgent need to mobilize food. The rangers reported that there are other changes in the races on the northern frontier, and asked for updated weapons and additional personnel. "

"The reclaimers encountered a large group of bears in the recent wasteland and suffered heavy casualties. Many of the wounded required priests to treat them. The most irritating thing is that the unscrupulous people in Binglin Valley rebelled against me under the leadership of the Cha family! These damned unruly people It’s time for all the people to be captured.”

Nunalia's eyes became darker and darker. She squeezed Richard's arm tightly without exerting any force, and her carefully manicured nails went straight into his flesh.

Because of the forbidden magic circle, Richard's physical body has now been reduced to a weak chicken level with an average of no more than 9. As a result, Nunalia finally caused substantial damage to Richard, so that Richard had to take away himself and be used. Angry arms.

Richard commented: "You seem to be a bit too extreme."

Nunalia's excessive desire for control and power makes her instinctively carry out totalitarian rule, which makes more and more decisions in Midden Territory need to be handled by her personally.

So Nunalia worked almost all day, and the trip to the orc territory with Richard was indeed one of the few times in her life when she could completely rely on others.

But such a slightly deformed power structure is also a helpless move for Nunalia. She is only the Duke's lover to the outside world, and she is the culprit who personally sent Nunalia to the capital. Some traditionalists absolutely cannot accept Nunalia. , and will even continue to send assassins to assassinate her.

And because of her naturally suspicious nature, Nunalia has always been hands-on in everything and will never give too much power to any outsider.

And this arduous and tedious work was the culprit that caused her to become increasingly frail.

Nunalia's eyes were dim and she said gloomily: "Everyone who doesn't listen to me should die."

Richard pulled down the parchment in her hand forcefully and said seriously: "You are probably very tired."

Nunalia took back the parchment and said coldly: "No, this is my authority, this is my power, no one can snatch it from me...except Clintina."

Richard advised: "Then leave it to Clintina. She is already studying very seriously and is very energetic. Your body is too fragile and it has actually affected your lifespan."

"Hey, common people." Nunalia suddenly stared at Richard, like a she-wolf protecting her cubs showing her sharpest fangs. She warned fiercely, "If you try to control the Midden Territory through Clintina, , then no matter what, I will drag you to the deepest hell!"

"What a arrogant stepmother who is not what she is on the outside. You can tell Clintina directly about this." Richard directly forcibly hugged Nunalia, who was showing her fierceness, and was caught in the middle of her frightened and angry resistance. He walked out and said, "Is that your bedroom? Clindina seems to have told me that it's time for you to rest."

Nunalia kicked her legs and bit her teeth directly on Richard's neck, smelling the rust: "You deserve to die, you really deserve to die, you have repeatedly offended me and it has become a habit. Do you think I will tolerate it?" How often do you!"

Richard had no sense of awe and said shamelessly: "I think it's been a long, long time. By the way, you said you wanted to drag me to hell with you. This seems quite romantic. Is this an invitation to me?"

Fortunately, Nunalia didn't like having too many people around her. Even the maids who were supposed to be personal service could only enter and leave the palace at fixed times. No one saw the scene in front of them of being silenced ten thousand times.

Richard suddenly asked: "Oh, by the way, Nunalia, where is Duke An? It seems that he is the one who should appear here."

"You know how to be afraid now?" Nunalia sneered, pointing to a burly figure in the distance, "He has always been there."

Richard turned around and saw a man wearing a heavy armor and helmet standing under the eaves of the palace on the far side.

Because of the forbidden magic circle, Richard didn't notice it at all.

Sensing Richard's gaze, Duke An's golden eyes, which seemed to be burning, turned into sharp arrows and stabbed Richard through the slits in his helmet. The aura of a high-ranking legend came overwhelmingly like a tsunami.

Richard glanced at Nunalia, who was hugging him and gloating about her misfortune, and his heart suddenly thumped.

It’s broken, I ntr it in person.

At this time, Duke An slowly put his hand on the hilt of the sword, silently like a tiger waiting for an opportunity to hunt, and locked onto Richard.

"Wuhu, it's over! Nunalia, you tricked me!"

Chapter 258 Wait, stay for a while

Richard almost used his legendary staff to tear apart the space and escape.

Because Duke An himself had no sense of existence, Richard even forgot about this incident.

Nunalia sneered: "Ha, now I know I'm afraid."

Since Nunalia didn't panic, Richard probably understood that there was no problem.

Duke An is still as usual, he only knows how to release the power of the high-ranking legendary level, but has no sense and can't even see the soul, as if he is an empty shell.

In Richard's opinion, it was even difficult to call him a living being.

However, Richard did not stop to seek death. He carried Nunalia into Clintina's biological mother's room and put her on the bed.

It can be seen that this dormitory belongs to Nunalia alone.

Nunalia scoffed: "I thought you would be so scared that your legs would weaken."

"You deliberately?"

"No need. The empty shell will only patrol this area unconsciously, and occasionally hide and sleep on the top of the highest castle tower."

Richard directly asked the most critical question: "So is he still alive?"

Nunalia said casually: "I don't know, but at least he must still be alive to the outside world."

Richard asked: "When you came here, was he like this?"

"It's always been like this, never changed." Nunalia pointed to a glass of water and ordered, "Pour a cup of coffee."

Richard mixed the hot water heated in the kettle with the ground coffee, stirred it gently, took a sip, and said in surprise: "This is the coffee you grind yourself. The taste is very unique."

"It was sent by envoys from other provinces. I will drink it when I am tired, but not for you!" Nunalia took her cup, looked at the place where Richard's lips had touched with some disgust, and put the cup away. He turned half a circle gently, then turned another half circle while Richard wasn't paying attention, and gently sipped it in his mouth.

Richard looked at the dark circles under Nunalia's narrow eyes and said with some affection: "How long have you not slept?"

Nunalia said decisively: "One day."

"How long?" Richard came closer, his Nunalia was almost face to face, and asked.

Nunalia turned her head and gripped the water glass tightly until her fingers turned white: "Two days, about."

Out of instinct, Richard accidentally hugged Nunalia's lower back and confirmed again: "How long? Where is your nutritionist, Nunalia?"

Nunalia resisted: "Okay, for three or four days, are you questioning me? I didn't give you this power! As for the nutritionist? I suspect she is poisoning me, and she has been thrown out to feed me a long time ago. It’s a dog.”

Richard felt the skinny figure under Nunalia's tall figure and advised: "Nanalia, you know you are just an ordinary person. You don't even have any professional level. You are not even as good as Clintina."

"You are so vicious, don't compare me with Clindina!" Nunalia was very angry that she and Clindina were the same people. This was a great insult to her, and she looked very angry. , "I am confident about my body, but you are too involved, common people!"

"I'm a mage, and no one knows health better than me." Richard patted Nunalia's thigh and tried to say, "Do you know how uncomfortable you are to hold compared to Clintina?" !”

"This has nothing to do with you. If you feel uncomfortable, just stay away from me." Nunalia's face darkened. This was the first time someone dared to discuss her figure directly.

Richard stood up and planned to leave: "I won't disturb you anymore. You need to rest. Give me the coffee. If you drink any more, you may die suddenly."

"Wait a minute." Nunalia suddenly took Richard's hand. This was the first time she had touched Richard. She squeezed out a few words through her teeth with some difficulty, "Stay a moment, this It’s an order.”

Richard was stunned for a moment, then sat back on the bed, and did not deliberately ridicule anything.

In less than 2 minutes, Nunalia had fallen asleep next to Richard.

Nunalia, who fell asleep, did not have her usual vicious temperament, and looked more like an insecure girl, holding onto Richard's arm tightly.

Richard leaned down unexpectedly and kissed Nunalia's forehead.

Chapter 259 Awkward Mother and Daughter

After Nunalia fell asleep, Richard finally pulled out his arm that was pinned under him and walked out of the bedroom.

As the tallest building in Nuan Dong City, the view here is excellent, and you can easily have a bird's eye view of the entire city of Nuan Dong City.

It was almost night at this time, and the cold wind hit him hard. Richard, who had no magic protection, stamped his feet. It had been a long time since he had experienced such a completely mortal feeling.

Now it seems that Nunalia can control the Midden Territory by herself, and even travels long distances to the orc territory with her weak body full of debuffs, which is simply extraordinary perseverance.

Anyway, Richard would never be able to do it. The biggest reason why he chose to be a mage, or even subdivided into a summoner, was because he was lazy and always adhered to the principle of being able to do nothing without doing it himself.

Warriors have to practice swordplay every day, priests have to get up early every day to pray and have taboos, thieves are always hanged by master assassins on a wall full of blades and have a high death rate, and even druids who love nature have to fight with stinkers every day. A hot beast, and may even be poked by a beast.

In contrast, academic mages stay in the ivory tower. Although esoteric magic research that is as difficult as high-level mathematics is also expensive, at least it is safe and lightweight. As long as you have talent, you can do anything.

Richard looked at his manor in the distance. The long distance only allowed him to vaguely see that the attic was illuminated. It should be that Mrs. Eve was cleaning the dusty room.

Veroca and Weiwei, who came up from the dungeon with him, had probably already adjusted their rooms and went to bed early. I just wonder if Clindina went back early to help Mrs. Eve after meeting with the envoys from various provinces. Hoe, after all, the Duke's Palace doesn't seem to have a bedroom for her.

The heavy sound of collision between the gaps in the armor made Richard turn his head and look at Duke An, who was still patrolling aimlessly.

The Duke, who is nearly two and a half meters tall, is a bit too strong from a human perspective.

Facing this powerful high-ranking legend, Richard was still a little stressed.

At present, the only high-ranking legend that Richard has had close contact with is Nasha, and Nasha often consciously restrains her aura out of her obsession with Richard.

But Duke An always had this aura that made everyone unhappy, and Richard felt a little tight in his chest.

In the Forbidden Demon Realm, the mage was weakened to the extreme, while the weakening of the legendary swordsman was minimal.

Richard tried to talk to Duke An: "Um, Lord Duke, I mean Brother An, I am quite familiar with Clintina."

It's a pity that Duke An didn't seem to care about Richard at all and walked past him aimlessly.

Richard followed Duke An and observed carefully: "Sure enough, it is an empty shell, but this aura always makes people feel a little familiar. How does he maintain energy, and what underlying structure does he act on? "

In order to satisfy his natural curiosity, Richard even patted Duke An on the shoulder, and then tapped it with his staff, but there was no response.

Richard did not intend to thoroughly analyze Duke An's whole picture. He hoped to enhance his understanding through some actions that would cause Duke An to have a different reaction than usual.

Since pure physical contact has no effect, try some verbal communication to stimulate Duke An.

Richard pondered for a while, and then said: "Well, Brother An, Nunalia is awesome."

Duke An suddenly stopped, then looked at Richard, and said in a mechanical tone: "I fully support Nunalia's decision."

Faced with such a formulaic answer, Richard was obviously not satisfied. He continued: "I didn't mean to bully you, so you agreed?"

Duke An continued to say without emotion: "I will temporarily grant all decision-making powers in the Midden Territory to Nanalia."

Richard sighed: "There is really no way, so who are you?"

However, Duke An suddenly gave him an unexpected answer: "Bar..."

Richard was surprised and said: "What?"

But Duke An's vocal cords seemed to be suddenly stuck by something, and the thick armor was obviously showing signs of tightening, making him unable to speak anymore.

Richard wanted to ask for some more news, but Duke An had already entered the highest tower of the Duke's Mansion, and Richard was turned away.