The Final Knight

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The old man's words were sharp and unrelenting, and Juve's smile froze for a while, but his first reaction was not anger, but immediately turned his head subconsciously to look at the Lord Lord in front of him. Della, who was not far away, also frowned, and then quickly concealed his figure into the surrounding stone pillars to avoid being contaminated with the blood that a poor worm was about to splash.

However, Yulian didn't mean to be angry at all. On the contrary, he didn't even look at the old man at all, just turned around and made a gesture to Charlotte. The maid chief who received the signal immediately walked to his master's side, waiting for his order.

"Charlotte, did we invite such a guy to participate in our reception?"

"No, master, he came in with the Pedro family. He did not hold our invitation letter."

"It seems that your work is not well done."

Hearing this, Yulian frowned slightly.

"Sorry, Master, this is our mistake."

Charlotte bowed his head and bowed deeply to apologize.

"I will make up for this mistake."

"well."

After he finished speaking, Yulian closed his mouth and stopped talking, while Charlotte looked up and looked at the old man in front of him.

For no reason, Juventus and the old man suddenly noticed a bit of icy killing in their beautiful, bright eyes. Subsequently, Charlotte gently patted his hands. Soon, the two were originally responsible for the guests The maid who prepared the food and drinks walked to the old man's side, and upon seeing their arrival, the old man raised his eyebrows, and then shouted angrily.

"What do you want to do, but I..."

However, just when the old man opened his mouth, a maid standing beside her suddenly raised her left hand. With this action, the old man's body stiffened, and the words that had originally been exported also disappeared into his throat again. At this moment, in the center of his neck, a silver slender silver needle reflecting the magic crystal light was pierced on it, and just as the old man's eyes widened in surprise, he reached out his hand unconsciously to stroke his neck. At that time, the maid on the other side stepped forward half a step, and then her right hand moved forward with her palms, slashing toward the old man's belly.

"Hum!"

Along with this blow, the old man groaned, and then his eyes rolled over and fell to the ground, and at the moment when his body shook, about to fall, the two maids seemed to have negotiated well, and they fell from the left and right Old man.

"This gentleman is too tired, you send him to rest, and let Melissa take care of herself..."

Charlotte's last words almost popped out of her teeth, and the two maids looked at each other curiously, then looked mischievously at Yulian, and spit out their tongues, and then they “helped” In front of the old man, he left the banquet hall and walked out—no one noticed that the place they went to was the staircase leading to the underground.

"Master Lord, you really shouldn't do this."

It was not until the old man's figure disappeared that Juventus seemed to relax. He looked at Yulian with an embarrassed expression, and at the same time subconsciously reached out and touched his neck. He never thought that these looked delicate and beautiful. The maid actually has such a fighting power. You know, just now, if the maid’s goal was not the old man but the Viscount, he also had no way to react. In fact, if it were not for the old man’s performance that was too abnormal, he would not even notice what happened to him.

"That old gentleman is not an ordinary person, he is..."

"I have no interest in who he is."

Yulian waved his hand and interrupted Mr. Viscount's remarks, and his expression still seemed to have a leisurely and elegant smile, as if he hadn't really taken this trivial matter into consideration. But what he did just now was completely unconvincing, which made Mr. Viscount quite helpless. He looked at Charlotte, opened his mouth, and finally chose to shut up-in a way, This is indeed not a problem that can be dealt with by himself, and what can he do even if he is told the true identity of the old man? Viscount Juventus did not fail to hear of the previous riots and the tragic encounter of a young nobleman. Unlike Yulian, he has been in the noble circle for so many years, how could he not know the true identity of the young man. Because of this, when the old man appeared, Mr. Viscount was actually tight-hearted, fearing that there would be something wrong with it. After all, as this old man, it is not something that these people can provoke. However, he did not expect that the lord would use such an unimaginable means to smooth out the matter with an understatement-well, judging from the results, there may be more trouble. However, judging by Yu Lian's unconcerned appearance, it is clear that he does not seem to have taken this issue into consideration at all.

Forget it, the parties themselves don't care, and they can do something about it. Thinking of this, Viscount Juventus also shook his head. In fact, Yulian’s statement just implied him that he didn’t want to know anything about this old man, and he didn’t need him to care, so he had better pretend not to know this one. It’s good for everyone.

After figuring out this layer, Mr. Viscount cleverly refused to talk about this matter. Instead, he began to pay attention to the city of the heroic spirit. After all, as the original master of the golden business road, the Byrd family is responsible for this city. The most surprised one appeared, especially this Mr. Juventus Viscount, who had been to Twilight Town and knew what was happening here, and in this short time, the town had completely disappeared, replaced by Is a city, how did he do it? Juve certainly knows that the young lord had bought a lot of construction materials and stones some time ago, but with these materials alone, there is no way to build such a city. What means did the young lord use?

However, it is obviously impossible to get the answer from Youlian. Juventus and he chatted for a long time, and they were not able to put a half truth in him. In the end, the two sides only finalized some more detailed cooperation. The rules, and then Mr. Viscount resigned helplessly, and soon after he left, another shadow-like person appeared behind Yulian.

"Frankly, I know you are a very bold person, Mr. Yulian, but I didn't expect you to be so bold."

"This is just a trivial matter."

Julian turned around and looked at Della. And this once-killer was standing in front of Youlian with a noble-like smile at the moment. At this moment, his performance was completely like a tried and tested nobleman, but from his actions, Youlian could still feel the unique taste of that killer. Although he behaved very respectfully, his left hand was unconsciously attached to his leg. This is to be able to react as quickly as possible in the first time, and his body curve is also more than that of ordinary nobles. Great, this is to have a more powerful explosive force in sudden battles. These are things that noblemen and ordinary warriors cannot do.

"I didn't expect that guy would actually send you here. Why, do you, like Mr. Viscount, have any opinions or questions about me?"

"Of course not, Master Yulian."

Dra didn’t dare to joke with Yulian like Juventus, as a person who directly played with each other, he naturally understood how powerful and frightening this young man’s strength is, but not only that, the scene just now, In fact, Della also sees it in her eyes, but unlike Juventus, Della’s deep shock at the moment is beyond words. Juventus is only a family assistant, and he naturally doesn't take this kind of thing too seriously. But Della is different. As a killer, he is best at killing and dancing in the shadows, and he is naturally most familiar with this method. However, even he has not been able to detect any problems with these maids. As a killer, he has long been used to observing the surroundings and assessing and finding out the dangers he may face. But this time, Della failed completely. He didn't notice any problems with these maids, and even at the previous banquet, he only thought that they were just ordinary maids-of course, the long ones seemed too pretty.

However, after seeing the two maids solve the old man skillfully and easily, Della felt a cold sweat behind her. The grace was on. How could this young lord have so many terrible talents? With his eyes, he can certainly see that these maids are not very powerful, but they can use some weird methods to improve their lethality. Now, Della is a little worried about his master's decision. Although he was still quite sure when he came, he could persuade Youlian to help them. But now, he feels that the most important trump card in his hand has been taken away by others.

But even so, what needs to be done must be done, so Della just clinched up.

"In fact, I am the patriarch who represents the Zac family and came to you for help."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Yulian had some interest. He dropped the glass and looked at the killer noble in front of him curiously.

"Help? Is there anything that the guy can't handle by himself?"

"Of course not, Master Yulian, there is no problem in the family at present. Under the leadership of the master, everything is proceeding normally and orderly, but... I think you may also be able to understand that the master is a cautious and very at the same time. It is for this reason that visionary people are not good for him now."

"what do you mean……………"

"Is such that."

Seeing that the topic was entered, Dirk no longer talked nonsense, he corrected his face, and then said.

"The host believes that the battle between West and the Sith Empire is inevitable, and he has no confidence in whether West's defense can resist the Sith Empire's attack, so... The host hopes to get your assistance , Adult. Whether it is military or military assistance, we need your help."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Yulian moved inwardly. The patriarch of the Zac family was a very keen person, but what was the point of making such a request?

"Military and military? I think your intelligence work doesn't seem to be home, and my Twilight Forest currently has no more than 2,000 regular troops. I want to find me to help you resist the attacks of the Sith Empire. Is this a bit whimsical? Alright?"

"We don't mean that."

Della hurriedly explained that he wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, then said helplessly.

"The master understands that with the strength of the Zac family alone, there is no way to resist the army of the Sith Empire, but... if it is only a few days, maybe... I think you understand what I mean, lord, A big noble family, anyway, it..."

Speaking of this, Della himself is a little bit arrogant, after all, he is a killer, not a real nobleman. If he is an aristocrat, he can still be competent to talk to others about the scene, but he is obviously not as experienced as Yu Lianlai in these conversations that involve the question of the division of real interests. Moreover, after discovering that the strength of Yulian's men far exceeded his expectations, Della immediately entered a state of tension. After all, he is a killer. A killer is in an environment that he cannot predict, and naturally will not relax. It is for this reason that Della's statement is somewhat ambiguous.

"I understand that I will consider this matter, maybe I will find a time to talk to him personally."

In the face of Della, Yulian was not as polite as when he faced Viscount Juventus. After all, the Bird family still took good care of his territory, and as far as the current situation is concerned, they also gave themselves a face. And the Zac family? Although nominally a large family, the head of the family was completely pushed to the stage by him. It can be said that in the eyes of Yulian, there is nothing worthy of respect. Of course, as a partner, he did not show his emotions. On the contrary, Yulian nodded very positively and gave a reply that surprised Della.

"I don’t think it’s difficult. Our nobles exist to protect the kingdom. Since the guys of the Sith Empire want to invade our land, then we will naturally let him pay the price... Please tell your master, I will go to him at a suitable time to discuss the details of this matter."

"Great, Master Yulian, my host will be very happy to welcome you."

Hearing this, Della also smiled, and after getting a definite answer from Yulian, his heart still let go. At this moment, the relaxed Della had a chance to look around, and then frowned in confusion.

"Excuse me, what about the lady who has been with you just now?"

"Huh? I think she should go to work."

Yulian looked around at random, then shrugged.

"Why, you are very interested in her?"

"No, this...how to say..."

Della scratched her hair suspiciously.

"Perhaps it is my illusion, I always feel that the lady looks like a person I am familiar with..."

"Maybe your illusion."

Hearing this, Yulian said nothing and raised his glass.

"After all, such things can happen everywhere, but, Mr. Della, I have to tell you that if you want to pursue a lady by this means, you are still too tender."

Hearing this, Della's face only showed a helpless smile. However, deep in his heart, he still had some doubts.

Why did the lady maid just give her a very familiar feeling?

The cold water dripped from the ceiling, making a crisp sound on the black stone floor. Charlotte stood quietly in the corridor of the dungeon, his face pale and pale, the eyes that were always very gentle and beautiful smiles, but at the moment it was burning with anger.

"I really don't want to have such a problem in such a situation."

She stared coldly inside the dark dungeon, her voice full of disgust and cold cruelty.

"This will make the host's evaluation of me lower, thanks to your blessing, I think the host's impression of me will have a view on this, maybe I should thank you for this stupid move?"

"…………………Humph."

The figure in the dark snorted coldly, and the old man's voice was also full of resentment.

"Who do you think you are talking to? Listen, you and your master are only a small family of nobles. Do you know who I am? Do you know the consequences of doing so? Will you be like garbage? , Be wiped out, cleaned up! The low and low West nobleman, dare to treat me like this, you will pay for your stupid behavior!"

"...............I have reservations about your words."

Charlotte's complexion returned to calm.

"So, can you tell me the purpose of your coming here? Old sir?"

"I came to find someone, he was arrested by you! Lower man."

The old man's voice suddenly became louder.

"Your low-end West trash is not eligible to dispose of him, hand him over, now, immediately!!!"

"I don't think you seem to have the right to say conditions to us now."

Charlotte paused, then looked deep into the dungeon, and then she walked to the wall.

"However, since you want to see him, then I am still willing to meet your request."

With that in mind, Charlotte reached out to hold the torch by the wall, and then turned gently.

"Karaoke."

A deep roar sounded, and then the dungeon wall behind the old man slowly lifted up, revealing the hidden space inside. The old man turned around in surprise, looking at everything shrouded in dark shadows. When he saw the situation inside, the old man's voice was full of fear and surprise in an instant.

"Sacred grace! What is this! What have you done to him?!!! You bastards!!!"

"Just a little punishment."

Charlotte smiled slightly, and then she took two steps back, carefully keeping her distance from the dungeon.

"Since you are here for him, then, I think this young gentleman is also happy to be accompanied."

With that, Charlotte extended his right hand, put his finger in his mouth, and whistled softly.

"Little Melissa, it's dinner."

"————!!!"

Along with Charlotte's order, suddenly, several sticky tentacles flew out of the dark shadows, they instantly wrapped around the old man's body, and then pulled him into the infinite shadow.

"No, no! You bastards, you can't, can't, no------!!!"

Soon, the vague swallowing sound replaced the old man's roar and became the main melody in the dungeon. Charlotte looked at it quietly, then smiled.

"So, I wish you a good dream." (To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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