Ride and Cut

"So you are Bedrick." Richard pointed to the **** man with shiny silver pieces, who was nodding hurriedly.

"Then you are the entourage appointed by your majesty." The finger turned to the other two people, and they were also affirmed.

"A typical stubborn master and traitorous minister." The lord could not help sighing.

The vast majority of kings have multiple heirs, so it is convenient to conduct moderate competition to select heirs, and everyone will not be too outrageous. It is a pity that His Majesty Sargerei is very maverick in this regard, only Bedrick is a child.

That is to say, after Sargerei's age, the successor to the Pompeii throne is almost all the time in front of him-what a strong sign of the country's subjugation.

The two attendants dropped their heads lower, as if they were looking for a pile of sand to bury their heads in. It would be better not to see the sun for a lifetime. They are also decent young talents in the Kingdom. They are ashamed of doing such a thing and not mentioned. What's more terrible is that they were cross-examined face-to-face by the victim himself.

"Hey, have you seen them before?" Richard turned his head and asked the bearded officer again.

The bearded man was wide open and his eyes were dull, like a mental retardation in the late stage of dementia. It took a while to realize that someone questioned him, and suddenly his head shook like a rattle.

"No, isn't His Royal Highness Bedrick serving in the Dragon's Claw long ago? How come you haven't seen it before." Richard felt that he had grasped the flaw again.

"Although I have served in the Dragon's Claws in name..." Compared with the two embarrassed entourages who dared not lift their heads, Bedrick was much more magnanimous, and his hair was very flowing with a flick, "but to be honest. , This is really my first time to come back to the station."

"Nowadays, many noble children have learned the set of false qualifications. Alas, the young people in the kingdom are really not as good as one generation." He is quite worried about the country and the people. When he said this, he felt a little guilty and seemed to be totally unconscious. I happened to be one of them.

"It's almost like that." The bearded officer was hesitant to speak, and finally said nothing.

This tough guy, who was full of every inch of breath, was like a suffocating catfish at the moment, and his chest must rise and fall to get a trace of precious air.

"Where do you have the confidence to talk to others?" Richard was surprised. How did Your Majesty Sargerei's kind and old-fashioned raise a son like this.

At any rate, he was also a big king, who cheated and cheated in the civilian tavern by bluffing and cheating, and finally he was embarrassed and thrown into his own army.

"I don't need to have a lot of qualifications, that stuff is useless to me." Bedrick spread his hands together, and he seemed to be particularly innocent. "I'm just a mess, and the purpose is very pure."

"Then what do you pretend to be me?" Lord Lord akimbo, enduring the urge to beat the three of them.

The two entourages turned their gazes to Bedrick in a tacit understanding, and the latter suddenly showed a little sadness on his face, "Master Richard, you may have a hard time understanding the heart of a dumb gun."

The dumb cannon is a special term in the magic world, describing the unlucky ones who have the same elemental talent and withered stone.

Everything in this world is more or less bound to have some elemental affinity, even a leaf or a stone. For a smart life, whether it is more or less, determines whether he is extremely talented or hard to carve.

What needs to be pointed out is that elemental training is never a narrow data stacking.

Historically, there has never been a lack of talents and clumsy, great wisdom who rely on resources, hard work, and luck to make a comeback. There is no shortage of talents, but the so-called geniuses who drive high and low achieve nothing.

They use their own experience to explain to the latecomers that the starting point is only the starting point, and how far they can go depends on their personal practice.

-However, except for dumb guns.

The most powerful dumb gun in history only released a fleeting flame in the era when the elemental tide was surging.

As a dumb gun, it means that magic and vindictiveness have become unattainable things from now on, and even the Holy Word Prayer cannot be counted on-after all, the Holy Word Prayer is only relatively dependent on the elements, not No need at all.

"Are you a dumb gun?" Lord Lord and Sauron looked at each other and couldn't help asking.

His Majesty Sargerei's own elemental talent is obviously good. Will his son be a dumb gun?

"Of course not, how could I be a dumb gun." Bedrick held his belly and laughed.

Richard began to sting all over the floor and turned his head, ready to let this guy taste the concussion, but Bedrick pulled him back again in the next sentence.

"I'm not as good as a dumb gun."

"Your Royal Highness's elemental affinity is very good, and he can absorb free elements without meditation." The entourage of the wizard named Byrne cleared his throat and began to actively explain the content of professional magic. "But your Royal Highness has a very special physique and will be harmed by these elements. So every week or so, it is necessary to specifically remove the self-accumulated elements in the body."

"Is there still this kind of disease?" Richard and Sauron looked at each other.

Generally speaking, all element users will resonate with their own elements to avoid harm. For example, the wizard never has to worry about his fireball. Bedrick’s problem may lie in the inability to resonate, which means that vindictive magic has no relationship with him, and it is not a dumb gun than a dumb gun.

"According to the record, this was not the case when His Highness was young. It only became like this after a high fever when he was four years old." Byrne said softly, "but the specific reason has not been ascertained yet."

"Do you know how painful the so-called removal of the element is?" Bedrick clutched his chest and made an exaggerated crying face. "It's almost like sticking a bamboo stick in his big toenail and kicking it against the wall with all his strength. Come, and come once a week."

"Hiss~" From the false description, Lord UU Reading www.uukanshu.com felt the real pain, and the ten toes inside the shoe suddenly grabbed into a ball.

But he felt that Bedrick was not so ridiculous from this.

Humans are not machines, and suffering for a long time will definitely have a profound impact on your personality. Generally speaking, you will either sink more and more perverted and have no bottom line, or you will be cynical and don't care about anything.

The latter is hundreds of times stronger than the former, especially for a core member of the royal family who is likely to inherit the throne.

"So, Lord Richard, I heard that you can cross the army with pure physical power. It really makes me feel surging." Bedrick smiled suddenly, two rows of teeth dazzlingly white, "My dream is realized in you." I'm honestly jealous."

"So you just pretend to be yourself, enjoy it?"

"Yes."

Lord Lord took the initiative to pat Bederick on the shoulder, "Welcome to visit Alpine Castle in the future."