Shaman from Afar

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In the sky dome, there was silence.

The night was deep, Haoyue was hidden, the stars were twinkling, and Wan Lai was still.

Silent Brandon de Salion was sitting on the steps outside the dormitory, scratching his head with his hands to make the fire-red hair messy, without a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his dark eyes completely lacked the usual style.

He especially wanted to roar to whom now, but he didn't even know what to roar ...

There was only one mess in my mind, and I was in a terrible mood-even when I almost died in the glacier wasteland, I was not as uncomfortable as I am now.

Just now, there was a night watchman.

Loren Turin ... his wizard advisor ... that guy who ca n’t die in the glacier wasteland for a month, and even the evil **** apostle could not kill ...

died?

Under repeated threats and "politeness", the night watchman finally clarified the truth-Loren was only seriously wounded.

Oh, there are also "little problems" such as heavy bleeding, damage to organs, exhaustion of energy, more skin injuries and a penetrating injury to the heart ...

This is still a small problem, it is clear that he is dead!

Right now it is the early spring season. Although the weather is getting warmer, the water of the Jewel River is still very cold, and there is no defrosting in many places ... The cold river water is seriously injured, and it is impossible for anyone to survive!

Twenty-two night watchmen squashed and suppressed;

Rout Infiniti shot himself;

Nearly one hundred night watchmen's killing;

In such a near-mortal situation, he actually escaped again and again, and almost managed to get rid of the night watchman's chase-or if he was not determined to kill Rut Infinite, maybe he had already ... …

No ... impossible; Brandon slowly raised his head, his dim eyes stared at the stars, and sighed softly.

Although I do n’t know why Loren would insist on killing Rut Infinite, he had no chance of winning from the beginning; because the person who wanted to kill him was his father, he wanted to balance the forces and maintain the supreme emperor of the imperial authority .

It is estimated that by tomorrow, the Holy Cross Church and the old-school aristocracy should get the news ... They will probably clap their hands to celebrate, and then be shocked by the father ’s decisive and fierce wrists?

There is also the Royal Wizard College that supports itself ... It should also understand the warning component, which has converged and will not expand excessively in the chambers of commerce and guilds.

What is power ... this is power.

Churches, wizards, nobles, businessmen, civilians ... No one can grow bigger, and any object that has checks and balances must rely on the authority of the Supreme Emperor; all must be willing to submit their respectful surrender to the Sky Dome Under the feet.

What the emperor needs is not admiration and admiration, and no one can make everyone happy to submit;

The emperor does not want terror and fear. The existence of these can only show that the emperor's power is fragile, and if it is weak, it will be resisted by storms;

What the emperor wants ... is awe, the status of an absolute transcendental mediator; an almost deified identity, so that all forces and people must rely on him, and absolutely can not resist him.

This is his father, His Majesty Emperor Eckhart II, the supreme emperor of the twelfth generation of the Sacran Empire.

Brandon knew this, and knew he could stand here alive, isn't it because of this?

The father needs himself to check out his beloved brother Connor.

His Royal Highness stood up, and just after turning around, his footsteps stopped immediately.

Ruth Infinite, I do n’t know when he was standing behind himself ... Under his brown curly hair was the long white temples, and the golden pupil like a solar flare could not see his expression.

Brandon nodded slightly, his messy hair and collar obscuring his expression.

"His Royal Highness, it is already late." Lute, who had a gentle look, smiled slightly. His injuries did not seem to cause any inconvenience in his actions, and he respectfully saluted Brandon:

"At this time, you should go back to rest ... be careful and chill."

"Well ... I know, Uncle Ruin Infinite." The next second, Brandon's face was filled with a bright smile again: "Thank you for reminding, but today is really a long day, so boring."

"It doesn't matter, you will gradually get busy in the future." Lut's expression was delicate, his hands behind his back looked respectful, and he didn't neglect because of the older one: "His Royal Highness' growth, everyone is obvious to everyone. . "

"Really?" Slightly shrugged, Brandon turned around with an indifferent expression; Leaving Lut behind, he walked down the stairs.

"Edward is already awake. If your Highness is free ... you may wish to see him."

Ruth Infinite, who was ignored, still spoke quietly.

His Royal Highness did not turn around, but the step he had just taken stopped in midair.

"What do I think he does?"

Rout Infinite smiled slightly, as if Brandon's sentence was not a question ... He was already tempted, but he was still reluctant to admit it.

"You can ask him ... Lorren Turin is dead or alive; and in the future he will be your personal guard and the leader of the night watchman of the imperial capital."

Brandon's pupils shrank, but he didn't turn around and restrained his steps.

"You ... continue to monitor me?"

"Edward's main mission has never been to monitor you ... but to protect you as your guard-starting today, I will not give Edward any orders, you can absolutely trust him."

Brandon's expression was confused, and his eyes flickered, guessing the meaning behind this sentence.

What does that mean ... Put the night watchman of the imperial capital into your own hands?

What is he going to do?

"We know that the private transaction between Edward and Loren ... died in the water? Then the forced reason, replaced by any night watchman, I will not let him live to see the sun of tomorrow."

Ruth Infinite laughed, but it was more creepy than the evil spirits: "It's not in my plan that Loren Turin is alive, but Edward's move did not exceed my Expected. "

Skipping his head, Brandon's expression was more puzzled.

"Don't you understand ... Lorren Turin's death or alive is not under your father's consideration, the whole plan is not aimed at him, but the various forces of the imperial capital." Rutter's tone slowed, but his voice But it is getting more and more gloomy:

"Suppressing the old-school nobles, suppressing the church, supporting the imperial capital's chamber of commerce and the wizarding class ... this is the purpose of the entire plan, and it is also the root of the recent turmoil in the imperial capital."

"But ... this kind of thing cannot be brought forward by His Majesty personally, it must be caused by external forces, and then by His Majesty to end and clean up the mess!"

"So ... I'm back?" Brandon murmured.

"Yes, you are back." Rut Infinit bowed to salute: "Being able to get to this point ... means that your ability and wrists have been recognized by His Majesty."

"So ... is his father asking Siscott Zahn to die?"

"The death of Siscott Charn, the Webb priest of the church, your wizard adviser ... These are not in your majesty's plan; but what they do or do not do, death or life, will not change the final outcome. "Lute's gentle expression was ruthlessly cold.

"Siscott must die, but it doesn't matter when he dies; the Wizarding Academy will win, and it doesn't matter how he wins--His Majesty doesn't need it and doesn't care about it; the only thing he cares about is yours, Your Highness."

"Oh?" Brandon's pupils shrank, and the smile on his face became more and more difficult, just like Ru Hao's throat: "From when ... Father cares about my shameful son?"

"Eboden ... The Holy Blood Elixir incident was an opportunity given to you by Your Majesty, and you passed it smoothly." Rute's posture was humble and submissive: "The Fortress of the Boundary Mountain is the second test, and you have completed it as well very beautiful."

"Your strength, wrist and overall situation are worth your majesty's attention!"

The other party's voice was still humble and obedient ~ www.readwn.com ~ but Brandon clenched his fists.

This guy ... want to punch him in the face!

"So ... give me the night watchman and Edward of the Imperial City, just as you helped my beloved brother?" Brandon tried to make his voice sound easier: "If that is the case, why kill Luo? Lun? "

"I repeat it again, Your Highness; I do n’t care about whether Loren Turin is dead or alive, or His Majesty." Rut Infinite smiled softly: "And all I ’m loyal to ... there will always be only His Majesty. ! "

"True surveillance for His Royal Highness Connold, to observe your" night watchman "... is His Royal Highness Princess Fitlonay de Salion."

The words fell, and Brandon's wide-eyed eyes suddenly looked sideways!

Ruth Infinite still smiled, nodding slightly:

"Wake up, Your Highness Brandon ... The time for fun and fun is over, it's time for you to grow up!" Mobile phone users, please browse for a better reading experience.