miss mist go with the flow

The officer's words were a little more tactful, but the core remained the same. He still used the mouth of the emperor to persuade Val to choose another successor.

Moreover, the meaning in his words was vaguely biased towards Lavender. Among Val's three children, only Lavender had experienced barracks life and knew how to command the army.

From the perspective of foreign warfare, Lavender is undoubtedly the best choice for the next lord.

"That's a bad word."

Another affairs officer heard the mystery, and quickly jumped out to refute, "It is precisely because of the possibility of military conflicts on the border that we need a prudent, wise and considerate lord! Generals who lead troops can be seconded to the imperial capital, and logistics supplies It is the most important thing to consider in the territory, military pay and food, people's livelihood burden, these matters all test the school's internal affairs ability..."

The clerk prefers the young master Kench. During the time when Val was seriously ill and was bedridden, Kench assisted in completing the internal affairs of the territory.

The two affairs officers were debating on the field, but Selina was still there, quite calm.

In order to match the atmosphere, the people outside the square also heard discussions at the right time:

"What are you doing? Instead of choosing between the two young masters, you chose your daughter? How can a woman be a good lord?"

"That's right! That's right! It seems that the next days in the territory will be difficult! If there is a real war, let's run away!"

"Your Royal Highness, does Miss Helen's succession to the title really comply with the imperial regulations?"

"I think Miss Helen has the ability to be a good lord. Don't forget, she is a genius spellcaster. Such people are usually very smart!"

"What's wrong with this world? Can't women inherit the title? Don't forget, Her Royal Highness also has a title! How many years have passed, and the old system of the empire has been changed long ago!"

Amy couldn't help laughing while listening to the discussion off the court, "Are these also Val's arrangements? It's really thoughtful enough!"

Sirin also laughed, "In this way, we can paralyze those targets."

The composition of these onlookers is actually very complicated, there are members of dissonant voices, mercenaries of the Black Wolf Mercenary Group, members of the Evangelical Church, private soldiers of the lord's family, hired mercenaries from other places, and red dragon knights... …

They all pretended to be civilians, and there were very few civilians who really came to join in the fun.

In order to make the acting more realistic, some people even learned the local accent of Golden Rose City. From the perspective of gods like Amy and Sirin, it looks extremely funny.

Bad wolves, poisonous snakes, tigers, cheetahs... all mixed together to pretend to be sheep cubs, and they act quite alike.

Behind the liveliness is a lot of murderous intentions, and the master of this scene still has his eyes down sickly, taking a panoramic view of everything.

After the scene got louder, Lavender also realized that his performance was too out of the ordinary, and quickly retreated to his father's side, but he couldn't hide the unwillingness in his eyes.

Kench couldn't help but peek at Val's face, trying to see if he could shake his father's decision.

"Too eager, both of them."

Amy watched the play with her cheeks propped up, and commented: "Their father is not dead yet, and they are so eager to take over the position, it will only leave a bad impression on people."

"Maybe they weren't like this before." Sirin shrugged, "It's just that I have enjoyed the pleasure of controlling power in the past few months, and it's hard to let go."

Amy pursed her lips, thinking differently. If she was Val on the field, and her son started forcing him to change his will and divide up the family property before she was dead, her lungs might explode.

Oh, she transmigrated before falling in love when she was on Earth, and it is unlikely that she will have children in this life, so she shouldn't be able to understand Val's feelings.

That's fine.

The encirclement outside the arena has been completely closed, and Selina on the stage has seen enough excitement. She slapped her hands to stop the debate between the two affairs officers. She scanned the audience and said loudly:

"Everyone, the witnesses only need to consider whether the identity of the successor complies with the regulations, and whether it is the decision of the person concerned. Judging from the current situation, the successor chosen by His Excellency Val is Miss Helen. This is in line with the regulations of the imperial title system, and there is no need to change it. It's a foregone conclusion!"

As soon as these words came out, both Kench and Lavender changed their faces, and they looked at Val in unison.

Val silently took off the family crest on his shoulder, took out the wooden box containing the seal, and pushed it onto the table.

This is the badge that symbolizes the title of the golden rose, and the seal that represents the power of the territory. Handing over these things means that Val has made up his mind and will not change it.

The two debate officers seemed to realize something, and sat down with pale faces.

Lavender's lips quivered, but he couldn't speak.

The calmness on Kench's face was broken, his brows were tightly furrowed, he looked at Val, then at the expressionless Helen, and heaved a long sigh.

"Kench Rose, you are really stupid. At this point, are you still trying to understand your father's intentions?"

At this moment, the bearded mercenary suddenly spoke up, and his mouth was full of wild words, in a very high tone: "I told you a long time ago, what you really want, you have to get it yourself, and rely on others The handouts don't make any sense!"

Ken Qi's face became even worse, and he angrily said: "Wilto, you are just the head of a mercenary regiment, this is not the occasion for you to speak, quickly retreat!"

Lavender looked at the conversation between the elder brother and the mercenary, his face turned green and then pale. He didn't expect that his supporter had something to do with the elder brother, and judging from the conversation between the two, it seemed that they had hooked up a long time ago!

A moment of fear surged in his heart, if Helen hadn't also gotten into this mess, would he really be able to compete with his elder brother?

Wilto is the leader of the Black Wolf Mercenary Group, one of the few platinum-level powerhouses in the Golden Rose collar, he did not retreat obediently, but sneered a few times, saying: "Ken Qi, he If he didn’t choose you, then help him delete the wrong choice and lead him to the right path! When you are the only choice, can he still make mistakes? In this point of courage, you are not even as good as your younger brother! "

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Kench looked gloomy and ugly, and shouted angrily: "Guards, arrest this rude lunatic and put him in prison!"

Before the soldiers maintaining the order of the venue moved, Wilto moved first. He flipped his wrist, held a long gun, and sneered coldly, "Kench, my best friend, if you don't want to do anything, let me help you!" , I am in charge of doing this kind of black work, after the work is done, you only need to pay a small price - do it!"

With a loud cry, he pointed his spear at Val on the high platform.

At the same time, the drowsy Val also moved. He raised his left hand and tapped lightly on the table.

The sound of "Deng Deng" was so small that it seemed to be completely covered by Wiltor's shouting, but it was not the case.

The hunters hidden in the crowd of onlookers started to move. The two black-robed mages who were suspected to be members of Discord just took out their staffs and planned to respond to Wiltor. throat, and the other was hit on the back of the head with a knife by a young barmaid, and fainted on the spot.

Before the mercenary wearing the epaulets of the Black Wolf Mercenary Group drew his sword, his chest was pierced by a sharp blade. Some seemingly ordinary people were also attacked without warning by the people around them and fell to the ground on the spot.

There were more flowers in the dense crowd, and the screams and screams were endless. After ten seconds, when Wilto, who was holding a spear, realized that he was already alone.

There was also a short knife stuck in his back, and it was clamped by his back muscles when it penetrated less than an inch into the flesh, preventing it from going deep.

The person who did it was Sharina's friend Beatrice. Seeing this situation, she retreated directly to the distance, not giving Wilto a chance to fight back.

Wilto glanced over the crowd holding weapons, looked at the soldiers gathered in front of the high platform, and glanced at the many corpses lying on the ground, he groaned, and a few strands of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk tsk." Ami on the attic spread out her hands, "What a miserable move, it feels like he killed all of his own people."

"I haven't seen this kind of scene very much." Sirin said, "He was probably so angry that he vomited blood from internal injuries."

"Hehehehe..."

Wilto, who was alone, suddenly laughed, and there was a bit of madness in the laughter, and he raised his volume a few more times, and shouted: "Val Rose, you set up the game, right? I really underestimated you This old fox!"

"But you don't think you've won, do you?"

Wiltor walked towards the high platform again, the grey-brown vindictiveness gushing out of his body gradually turned into pure black, exuding an extremely tyrannical aura.

"As long as I kill you all here, I will still win!"

Amy's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and an ominous feeling suddenly surged in her heart.

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ps: I am stupid, I did a very stupid operation when revising the manuscript, this chapter is basically rewritten...

Yesterday's update hasn't caught up yet, it's a nuisance

There will be a chapter update in the afternoon or evening, it would be nice to be able to make up a little bit...

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 21 Unknown

The insane Wiltor rushed into the line of guards, swept away with one sweep, surging with fighting spirit, and swept away all the dozens of guards in front of the high platform.

Even if ordinary people and low-level professionals wear armor, they are not even considered cannon fodder in front of him.

Wiltor was about to go further, but Sharina stepped out diagonally, holding a long stick in front of him.

The Convict's eyes were purple, and his body was covered with an eggshell-like white shield, facing Wiltor head-on.

Amy watched the battle with great interest, but after several shots with the spear and stick, Sharina was picked up and flew out, hitting a stone statue near the square.

Beatrice hurried forward to help her friend up, but she saw that the corner of Sharina's mouth was bleeding, her complexion was pale, and she had already suffered serious internal injuries.

"It's weird."

Sirin kept watching the battle scene, she squinted her eyes slightly, and said: "The black vindictiveness on this mercenary is not quite right. Just now when Sharina was fighting him, this vindictiveness ignored Sharina's defensive posture and directly injured her." When it came to her, this caused Sharina to lose a few moves. It stands to reason that he is not much stronger than Sharina."

The sense of ominousness in Amy's heart was getting stronger and stronger, and somehow she didn't want Sirin to end the battle. She whispered: "It should be some kind of magic to enhance power. Val is careful, and there must be other arrangements."

"Vulnerable!"

After defeating Sharina, Wilto continued to walk towards the high platform without pursuing her.

The affairs officers on the stage surrounded Val, as if they were facing a big enemy, Kench looked gloomy, and Lavender was like chaff, as if he was afraid of something.

Sirin looked at Liv, and said: "Remind your lady, don't send martial arts professionals up, let the mage focus on fire and attack."

Liv quickly used the ring to send a message in a low voice.

On the high platform, Selina, who had drawn her sword out of its sheath, silently retreated to the side, and a few red dragon knights disguised as ordinary people gathered around her to protect her in the center.

The mysterious mage standing behind Val stepped forward, his true face still shrouded under the hood, holding a stick like a dead tree branch in his hand.

"I've heard that there is a mysterious magician next to Lord Vaal, isn't it you? Don't let me down!"

Wilto put down a provocative word, stepped forward, and pierced the chest of the mysterious mage with his spear.

As soon as he moved, the water suddenly surged under his feet, and several water mirrors emerged, enclosing him in it, and then a series of magic power burst out, and the rumbling sound was endless.

Before Wiltor stepped onto the platform, the mysterious magician had already set a trap for him to enter.

Helen didn't stay idle either, she stood up from her seat, gathered several ice spears in front of the staff, and aimed them at the inside of the water mirror.

锃!

With the sound of strikes, Wiltor, who was under the magical bombardment in the water mirror, still had the strength to sweep the spear. The weird black grudge flew the ice spear condensed by magic, and defeated all the water mirrors!

Wilto, who escaped from the magic trap, had disheveled hair, bleeding from his mouth and nose, half of his leather armor was damaged, his clothes were stained red with blood, and his arm holding the gun was trembling slightly, but he still didn't fall down, and instead became more insane roar.

"But that's it! You're done, it's my turn, right?!"

The black grudge flowed, Wilto stepped forward with one step, his body moved forward at an extremely fast speed, pulled out an afterimage, and instantly came to the mysterious mage, and stabbed the mage's heart with his gun.

The magician seemed to be still in a state of shock from being violently destroyed by the water mirror, and stood still in place. The spear stabbed smoothly into the black robe and passed through the chest.

Wiltor was not delighted to defeat the enemy, he stirred his spear, drew back and retreated.

The magician's figure shattered like a mirror, and turned into scattered water light with a puff, chasing after and entangled Wiltor.

Under the entanglement of the water flow, Wiltor was trapped again, and the magician's black robe appeared a few meters away obliquely. He raised his hand and pointed, and the ice-blue breath spewed out in the cone-shaped area, and Will, who was wrapped in the water chain, Tuo freezes into an ice sculpture.

"Substitute spells combined with magic traps, read the third magic in advance when the enemy is recruited, smooth and smooth! In our era, this is a combat skill that can only be mastered by top spellcasters." Sirin said with emotion, "After 300 years, The release speed of spells can be increased so much, the way of magic is not as good as the new, it can be seen from this!"

Amy listened to Sirin's emotion, but focused on Wilto's ice sculpture.

Under the icy blue, the black grudge was still flowing, and the lunatic hadn't fallen down yet.

The mysterious mage obviously also noticed this scene, raised his staff, and pointed at a distance, several ice thorns gushed out from the inside of the ice layer, showing a crossing trend, piercing Wiltor's body.

Due to the ice, the blood did not flow out in large quantities. Wiltor's body was cracked with several hideous pale wounds, which were almost divided into several pieces by the ice thorns.

"Is it resolved?" Sirin looked at the frozen Wiltor, not sure about the result.

Ami shook her head, and she opened the [Eye of Conviction] again. Under the vision of the pupil technique, those crazy blacks were still flowing, even though the body that released these black grudges had almost turned into a ball of frozen meat.

This is a very abnormal thing. Dou Qi is the external manifestation of the strength of human flesh and blood. How does Wilto maintain his Dou Qi in such a miserable state?

The mysterious magician on the field seemed to have noticed something, and instead of stopping casting, he squatted down, quickly took out a few scrolls, and spread them out in all directions.

The black, blue, gray and blue magic lines extended, turning the area near the high platform into a large magic circle. The huge and surging magic power spread its teeth and claws, gathered into a black ice coffin, and locked the ice sculpture.

"The Coffin of Eternal Night!"

Sirin exclaimed, "This is a spell that is close to the power of the forbidden spell, and it can be performed with this combination of spells. It's a genius idea and operation!"

Each of the four scrolls sealed a part of the magic structure. After they were put together, the magic formula was completely formed. Although it lost part of its power, it could complete the spell casting very quickly, which in disguise increased the casting speed.

In the sky above the square, the glow of magic power flickered, accompanied by the elegy of the elements, the black ice coffin locked the ice sculpture of the corpse, and slowly sank into the black mist and foreign land called "Eternal Night".

This is a powerful sealing and banishing spell, usually used to deal with monsters with undead characteristics.

A series of related spell information poured out of Amy's mind, which actually triggered the system's feedback. Her forehead was slightly dizzy, and an entry was quietly added to the spell list.

[Eternal Night's Coffin]: The four-attribute compound forbidden spell of ice, wind, darkness, and air, the category is the seal banishment technique, which consumes a lot of magic power and mental power.

Another steal!

Amy sighed from the bottom of her heart while watching the changes on the high platform of the square.

The [Coffin of Eternal Night] produced by the system is not a "spell close to the forbidden curse" as Sirin said, but a real forbidden curse!

Regrettably, when Amy tried to find out more spell information related to [The Coffin of Eternal Night], she got the simplest and rude feedback—with her current magic power and mental state, she couldn't cast this forbidden spell at all.

In layman's terms, the mana consumption of this skill is higher than Amy's mana limit, she can't use it, she can only watch it lie in the spell list and eat ashes.

The black ice coffin was about to completely sink into the thick black mist, Amy breathed a sigh of relief, and the mysterious magician on the stage also stopped squatting, straightened up and shook the hem of his robe.