In Yuanshen, no one understands holy relics better than me

"Captain Yura."

Captain Qin and the young knight were surprised.

Yula adjusted her demeanor, first saluted Captain Qin, and then volunteered: "I'll just go, let me do the uncle's guard work!"

Her face was still tired from the battle just now.

Captain Qin naturally noticed it, and asked with concern: "What happened?"

"Captain Qin, I won't make things difficult for you, I'll take care of the matter." Yula knew that she didn't have time to explain too much, she had to catch up with her uncle quickly, and not let the Lawrence family's crimes against Mond continue to aggravate.

She knew Jean would believe her.

Captain Qin took out his portable thermos, took a cup of hot water with the bottle cap, and handed it over: "Be careful."

"Yeah!" Yura didn't reject the warmth.

Then, with a firm expression, he broke into the snowstorm that was falling.

Not long after she left, Xia Tian also came to the gate of the city.

He didn't know where the uncle's temporary residence was, and he couldn't find the figure from the white vision, so he could only ask Qin for help.

"Where are they? Which direction are they going?"

"One by one of you..." Leader Qin only felt a headache, couldn't he cause less trouble at a time like this?

She really wanted to find out what happened, but she also understood the priorities: "They went in the direction of Qingquan Town."

After getting the information, he set off immediately, but his shoulder was held down by a hand.

The lips opened and closed, hesitant to speak several times, and the head of Qin finally reminded: "At ten o'clock in the night, the gate of Mond City will be closed, you must come back in time... In this weather, you can spend the night outside. It would be very dangerous!"

"Understood." Xia Tian nodded.

After running for two steps, I remembered something, turned back and said with a smile, "Don't worry! I will bring Yula back safely!"

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At this time, someone is still on the way...

Chapter 550 I like it, just because I understand her story

The vast "white mist" in front of my eyes is actually snowflakes falling all over the sky.

The field of vision is completely blocked, nothing can be seen, and even the footprints that have passed will be quickly erased. It is necessary to observe the shallow traces very carefully in order to barely keep up with the path they walked.

...Maybe it's all about intuition!

Xia Tian chased to Qingquan Town, chased to a certain abandoned secret place, and saw two fools lying on the ground at the entrance.

I stepped forward to touch it, and there was still body temperature, but I just passed out.

I don't know what kind of black technology is used in Zhidong Kingdom, their bodies can actually keep warm in such a severe cold environment, so Yula is so relieved to leave these two people in the snowstorm!

The secret realm is an extension of the end of the leyline, and it is also a fragment of the area that was once destroyed.

Looking at it now, it is more or less related to those countries that were destroyed... those huge relic buildings, but because of the distorted environment, they also became disordered.

Go straight ahead, except for a few relatively simple organs, it can be said to be unimpeded.

The fools who guarded were all knocked down. Judging from the undispelled ice elemental breath detected, there is no doubt that Yula did it.

When he came to the center of the ruins, he leaned his back against the wall at the door, listening to what happened inside.

It was an empty closed hall, and the sound would wander back and forth, appearing ethereal.

"Stop!" Yura supported her body with a big sword, her chest was heaving in a big arc, and beads of sweat hung on her face.

It was a bit tiring to break in all the way.

I never thought that there are so many fools hidden in this place. Although they are all scumbags, at least there is a team of knights.

It seems that thanks to his uncle for leading the way, he can eliminate this hidden danger that may make things worse before Mond is about to face a severe test.

Want to thank you?Do not make jokes.

Looking at the uncle who was standing with the messengers of the fools in front of him, he saw the blueprint in his hand. It was definitely the plan for the defense of Mond City.

Yura's eyes were tired, but they were sharp like never before.

She cut a semicircle in front of her with a huge sword, with awe-inspiring righteousness.

"Schubert Lawrence, in the name of the Zephyr Knights, I request you to accept the investigation of the Knights."

"Fools, the Winter Kingdom and Mond City signed a personnel control contract not long ago. I hope you can explain why there are fools beyond the scale and whether there are other hidden deployments."

Such warnings are routine, and of course sinners cannot be expected to obey.

"It seems... our cooperation is going to fail!" The emissaries of fools were very dissatisfied that Schubert was being followed, and such a troublesome guy was attracted.

He grasped the information in his hand tightly. It was a rather bad city defense map. He thought it would be the original version or a hand-copied blueprint, but he didn't expect it to be the "graffiti" recorded and drawn by that idiot nobleman himself.

What kind of intelligence is this!Sure enough, one shouldn't expect anything from this idiot aristocrat.

I didn't get anything, and I still got into trouble. If possible, I really want to give up cooperation immediately and draw a clean line.

But after all, it is the Lawrence family, and it was originally planned to be supported as a puppet, which is the meaning of the above, and it is not easy to tear your face directly as an envoy.

He was annoyed, and Schubert Lawrence was equally annoyed. He only felt that the fools were useless, and even doubted whether the fools would be able to fulfill their promises.

At the moment, the first thing to do is to point the finger at the rebellious niece.

It took him a lot of thought to negotiate a good deal with the fools. This is the most hopeful opportunity to turn around after being down and down, and it is about to be destroyed.

Schubert anxiously emphasized: "I repeat, you are not a Zephyr knight, you are the descendant of our family! You are a noble with the blood of the Lawrence family! You should obey the will of the family!"

"When have I obeyed the family's will?" Yura frowned.

I have heard this kind of words too many times, and I have said too many rebuttals... Who decides the will of the family?

Yula was also an obedient child. The noble etiquette taught by those families, the various skills required to represent nobility, and the clan swordsmanship that has been passed down to this day... She has worked hard to learn, and used the knowledge possessed by the nobles. pride.

Since when did the once proud thing become an existence that made me resist?

Hearing these rebellious words, Schubert pointed at Yula, furious: "You! You! You are a rebellious fellow!"

How many times she has been accused of this, how many times she has chosen to accept this accusation, Yula has long been used to it...but this time, she is even more unconvinced than before!

She looked at the schematic map of the city defense like a thorn in the eye, and when she saw her uncle standing with fools, it was like being insulted.

Yula could no longer suppress her inner thoughts, and she began to complain: "If you really want to lose your temper, I should be the one who is angry! You know that you are a member of the Lawrence family, and you are still doing this kind of thing that threatens Mond's safety." ...Have you thought about how many people you have troubled?"

There are still some unspoken words in my heart: Have you ever thought about how many people I have to make enemies in order to calm down this incident?Do you know how many disgusted looks I've had to walk down Mond Street all these years?

These grievances, if she doesn't say anything, she will just hide them in her stomach.

"Are you teaching me? How dare you teach me?" Schubert raised his voice in disbelief: "Have you forgotten all the respect for elders in noble etiquette?"

"I haven't forgotten! I'm just teaching you a lesson!"

Yura walked forward step by step, and the giant sword drew golden lines along the ground.

"Uncle, I am teaching you in the name of your most valued Lawrence family!"

"I haven't experienced the glorious era you mentioned, and I don't understand the family's fanatical pursuit of it, but I have the ability to judge right from wrong, and I have the ability to examine the meaning of freedom to Mond..."

"The Lawrence family will not and should not become what you want!"

These words have been hidden in my heart for too long, and I am very excited to say these words.

"You! Uh, ahem..." Schubert clutched his chest, feeling suffocating.

He looked up to the sky and lamented: "The family is unlucky! The family is unlucky! Why did you come out of Lawrence's house, such a rebellious monster!"

The hysterical look, the politeness and elegance that was always on the lips, was completely gone.

People can't understand each other, no matter how much they say, it's just playing the piano to the cow, and writing it down is fighting.

Eight elite fools lurking around appeared in sight, and then they could hear the "click" sound of the mechanical rotating shaft, and the ruin guards sitting paralyzed at the four corners actually started to move.

The enemy's configuration, even if the entire guerrilla squad comes, will face a hard fight.

Yura gripped the gleaming greatsword like a musical instrument.

"Uncle, you see clearly."

"My swordsmanship, I learned from my grandfather and father, represents Lawrence's glorious swordsmanship..."

Yula's words are like singing, and her movements are like dancing. This is the inheritance of the Lawrence family for thousands of years.

"As the pioneers, the Lawrence family established today's Mengdecheng under the leadership of the ancestral mistress "Vanillari" in the place where the feathers were cast by the wind god Barbatos. "

"She led the crowd and built a huge statue on the square to feel the miracle of the wind god and to convey the song of freedom..."

"These, do you remember?"

Yula's questions and answers shook Schubert's heartstrings. Her heroic posture of dancing and wielding a giant sword in battle is like the mistress "Vanillari" on the family mural.

A few years ago, when his grandfather passed away, he gave Yura the "Family Crest".

"Yura, I'm sorry...Even though you know that this bloodline has caused you so much injustice, my grandfather still hopes that you can protect it. I hope...you can recast Lawrence's glory in the way you think is right..."

Yura will never forget the tears and anticipation in her grandfather's eyes at the last moment.

Therefore, no matter how much abuse and ridicule she suffers, no matter what kind of sadness and misunderstanding she bears, Yura will survive in Mond firmly.

Yula resisted the attack of the four ruin guards, and repelled them abruptly.

She didn't stop, and continued to walk towards her uncle, still reciting the vows she had made thousands of years ago.

"Protect Mond forever, protect the green plains, mountains, hills and forests of Mond forever, may it remain green forever."

"Protect Mond forever, no longer trapped by tyrant-like blizzards, blizzard-like tyrants, may it be free forever."

Under the once high oath, Yura carried the pain and wiped out all the enemies.

At this time, her body has already endured unbearable wear and tear, and it is very likely that she will collapse in the next second.

At this time, she is stronger than ever, and she can feel the power from the bloodline more than ever.

Yura dragged her huge sword and walked towards her uncle step by step.

She must show the true will of the Lawrence family to the confused people today.

The uncle looked around in a panic, and the messengers of the fools had disappeared with the city defense map.

He stared at Yura, and wanted to reprimand, but his throat seemed to be restrained. It was Lawrence's blood that kept him from opening his mouth.

Schubert Lawrence, for the first time ever, felt ashamed.

Yura was still talking.

"You once asked me why I joined the Knights of the West Wind... I'm sorry, but I chose to remain silent at that time."

"I can tell you now."

"I want to go and see, to see the Gunnhild family that you don't allow me to contact... why they can still fulfill the oath of "eternal protection of Mund" thousands of years later. "

"Why are they the descendants of heroes, they are deeply loved, but we are cast aside?"

"Why are they of noble blood, they can have fun with commoners, but we have to be arrogant and conceited?"

"Why... why, under the statue of the wind god Barbatos, we who carved the inscription——the great Lawrence family have forgotten the oath!"

Yura's voice echoed in the hall, deafening, enough to crush all the evil in the heart.

"Uncle! Among us, who on earth has betrayed the will of the Lawrence family! Who on earth has defiled the coat of arms of the Lawrence family!"

"Is it me? Or you!"

The questioning went through the hall, echoing for more than ten seconds.

Every time Yura took a step, his uncle took a step back.

"I, you... the Lawrence family..." He trembled his lips, but he couldn't say a complete sentence, he just felt ashamed and ashamed.

There was no way to refute it, the blood of Lawrence flowing in his body was accusing.

This uncle was originally a person with a weak will. When his will collapsed, his legs lost the strength to support him.

He sat limply on the ground, bowed his head for a long time before he spoke: "The city defense map... Yula, went to get the city defense map back, don't let the fools...don't let the fools succeed in their plan."

He looked up helplessly, the sins he committed needed to be redeemed by this niece.