Chapter 121 Bait

In the distance, Putilley bid farewell to the Viscounts of Camby, who continued to lead the army of the Black Sands, while the former returned to the Prince.

"Oh, this one." The Marquis of Syres looked at the returning Putility with a slight behead and spit out a breath: "The Marquis, hehe."

"In fact, the power position in Commas is roughly equivalent to managing the count of a city and a place... even in the city of good flow, I am not alone in saying it," Marquis de Slys smiled slightly: But as a businessman, you must visit the duchess and kings from time to time, and do a good job in relationship. The status cannot be too shabby... After all, not every country has the same spirit as the stars and Exeter, and the baron and even the lord are the messengers. ......"

"Hey?" Tyres scratched his head and said: "So, the exchange of the Baron and the Lord as envoys is not a common example in the world? Is it only between Exeter and the Stars?"

"Exactly," Slys shook his head. "I can tell a basket about the jokes between the North and the Empire."

"The relationship between the stars and the dragon is a special case," Puttier, who was riding in front of the prince, turned his head and shook his head: "Except for staying up late and Hanbul, you may not find another country that is so demeaning and annoying to each other." ""

"So, for my lord, who is close to the great powers, I have to visit the little lord," said the Marquis of Slyce, revealing a humble and funny smile:

"The Commas Joint Parliament passed a resolution, and it was called the "Honor of the Marquis". It seems to be a higher than the Earl, but it will not exceed the Grand Duke and the Duke - and it will make the people we visit feel that they have received attention. At the same time, he will not have a sense of oppression in his position, but in fact we are no different from the ordinary count."

Puttier nodded: "In contrast, both Star and Exeter inherit the empire's aristocratic system - from the noble world of life, guarding the Duke of Duke or the Grand Duke of the Four Dynasties, followed by the Earl of the Landlord Then, to a slightly lower viscount, the local baron passed down from generation to generation, and finally the Lord who has only property and no title inheritance."

Slyss smiled bitterly: "Only the Commas Alliance has a quirky ‘Voraux’ level, which is really caused by the times. Don’t care.”

Tyres nodded.

He turned his head and inadvertently saw the figure of the white cloak in front of the left, representing the nephew of the King of Nunn.

Niely seemed to feel Tyre's gaze, and he jerked back, his sharp eyes shining like a sword at Tyres, as if he was warning.

Tyres couldn't help but frown.

"Lord Nicholas...not very good deal, isn't it?" Slys on the side noticed the eyes of Tells, revealing a smile of understanding: "The people of the North are simple, direct, but stubborn and terrible." presence."

Tyres turned to the strange foreign aristocrat.

Putilit replied faintly to Marquis of Syracuse: "It seems that you have a wealth of experience. I remember that the jurisdiction of the city of Shanliu is adjacent to the city of Qiyuan in the west of Exeter. I often come and go with the family of Ronnie. ”

"Believe me, I understand the difficulty of being a neighbor with the Northland people," Slys sighed. "I have dealt with them a lot. Sometimes you will love their refreshment and integrity, and sometimes they will die." They are rigid and do not know how to work."

"The length of the story is behind," a cold voice inserted in the air: "This is not a good way to do business, Lord Marquis."

Tyres was shocked.

I saw Nilailai, who was still in the left front. I don’t know when he had come to him.

“What's the difference?” Putilit asked with politeness but a deep face: “Lord Nicholas?”

Seeing the comet of the White Blade Guard approached, Wyah walking on the left side of the taylor warned and held the hilt.

"Retreat, comet," Wyatt pulled out a half-edged blade and her face was not good: "Your greetings I accepted, but your Highness does not need you to escort."

Nie Lai snorted and didn't care.

Rolf stepped up and kept up with Tyre's mount and his face was tense.

With Edda on the right side of Tyres, he held his arms tightly and intentionally or inadvertently got close to Nie Lai: "The kid, if you want to fight, stay with you at any time."

Tyres had to raise his hand to signal the stars that people should be safe, don't worry.

“Do you know each other?” Tyres frowned. “The commander of the White Blade Guard, and the Marquis of a city of Commas?”

Nie Lai’s eyes were deep and unrecognizable, and Slythes smiled slightly: “The number of faces.”

Tyres shook his head.

But he immediately looked up and looked at Nilailai, and looked at the smiling Marquis of Stiles, could not help but see.

"His Lord Marshall," Tells asked with a faint doubt: "When you just came last night, you said that you are also coming to Exeter?"

"Yes, the contract of the Lijing City and Longyan City's Liquor Mine is about to expire, and at the same time it is necessary to open up other businesses," Marquis de Slys seems to have a deep eye: "In fact, my and my The missions have been waiting for two months around Longyan City, and have talked with several lords about several big business... The prince who heard the stars is in Weilan, so he came to visit."

Long Yucheng.

Taylor's heart moved.

"A special trip from Longyancheng to Weilan to visit me?" In the mind, Tyres painted the map of Exeter that Putilei told him these days. He said in a suspicious way: "You really have a heart, As far as I know, the road in the middle is not good."

"So I said that the Kangmasians must have a plot," Eda snorted dismissively: "Whoever has nothing to do so will take a long way to see a bad little boy?"

Tyres touched his head.

Putille reacted and thought about the relationship.

"Haha, there is a saying in the elf, ‘Love is worthy of a thorn and a friendship, and friendship is worth going over the mountains,’” Slyley blinked. “And I am coming for friendship and, of course, for the future.”

"Disgusting." This is the reaction of Edda.

"Wait," said Tyre's suspicion deeper and deeper: "If you are from Longyan City..."

He looked up and looked at Nilailai in front, and saw that the comet had fixedly looked at him with no expression.

"...The Whiteblade Guards are the guards of the Kings, and you are also from Longyan City." Taylors frowned and looked at the Marquis of Sley: "The Lord Marquis and the Whiteblade Guard arrived almost simultaneously, but before Didn't touch?"

Nilailai and Slythe looked at each other.

The latter smiled: "Maybe because of the snow? So I didn't find each other?"

"No," Taylors narrowed his eyes. "They are the best of the entire Exeter, and it is impossible to find you."

"Of course it is impossible." Putila took the prince's words and nodded. "That is the White-Blade Guard, the famous strong army in the North, and only the 'Glacier Sentry' can be named in the same way. - Although both have experienced many times of destruction and reconstruction... It is easy to find a team that is so close."

Nicholas snorted

Slys laughed haha.

"And," Taylors said in a word: "You appear almost at the same time..."

"It's too suspicious."

Slyce raised an eyebrow and shook his head and laughed.

Tyres looked at him strangely and looked at Pudile.

"Enough, Lord Marquis," Niely's face was flat and plain: "It's time to complete the squatting."

Under the armpits?

Tyres looked at Nilailai and looked at Slythes. The conjecture in his heart became clearer and clearer.

"You are a group."

Taylors figured it out.

He looked around and the black sand army in the distance marched in an orderly manner.

Tulleha is still scouting to investigate the road.

Campida is negotiating the next step with one of his own.

The soldiers of the Black Sands were defensively guarded around.

Tyres slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"His Royal Highness," Ptelle, who understands something, said faintly: "It seems that we are in a situation where we are not allowed."

"Hey," Tyres sighed and looked up, staring at the Exeter and Commas in front of his eyes: "This is the meaning of King Nunn, is it?"

"Since all of this has been done," Sleeth smiled. "Grandnose may wish to guess again?"

Taylors looked at him fixedly.

A few seconds later, Tyres calmly said: "Lord Niely... You didn't accidentally come to the army of the Grand Duke of Black Sand, nor accidentally want to clash with us."

His gaze fell on Nimelle, who continued to look straight ahead and seemed to have no intention of paying attention to him.

But after a second, the comet was slow and swayed.

"Of course not," Nie Lai said coldly: "One of the things I hate most in my life is to step into the military camp of Rumba, and..."

The comet turned his head and looked like a knife: "How can I have a leisure time to kidnap a little boy with a long tooth?"

Tyres ignored the disrespect of Nie Lai, his heart thumped and accelerated, and the brain began to accelerate.

If not by chance... that last night...

"It seems that you don't often do such a thing, Lord Comet," Taylor said with a wry smile: "No wonder what we thought was strange yesterday... Sure enough, the acting is too hard."

Putilai took out his own pipe and frowned.

Nicholas and Slyce looked at each other.

"I heard that you are a sinister and sensible prince?" Marquis Slythes blinked in a deep sense: "A seven-year-old genius who is a singer at the conference in the country, His Royal Highness?"

Taylors glimpsed: "Do people talk about me like this?"

Not very good.

Have you been so famous in your own country at the meeting?

"You have a much more famous name than you think, boy." Nie Lai’s body was calm at the moment, but there was a disturbing illusion. He only listened to him faintly: "The stars have recovered their only prince and Heir, then announce your existence to the entire kingdom."

The Marquis of Stiles nodded and smiled.

"So, the Marquis of Syracuse from the Commas Alliance," said Tyres, a middle-aged Marquis who turned to the blond ponytail. "You are not coming to visit me as simple as this. You are at that time. There is only one purpose to come to the military camp in Rumba!"

Slyce smiled and glimpsed at the moment.

"To prevent the White Blade Guard from colliding with us as a third country envoy!" Tyres looked firmly at Sly.

"As for you, Lord Niely, the enemy of the royal family, was specially sent to provoke us, right?" Taylors turned to Nilai.

"We should have put one on it," Nie Lai said coldly. "The White Blade Guard will take down all of you."

"Before things get out of hand, I will appear. Due to the face of Commas's envoys, the White-Blade Guard will retreat," Marquis de Slais reveals a mysterious smile and picks up Nikola's words: "But Thai The bad relationship between His Royal Highness and King Nunn will be seen by everyone in the camp."

Both Wyah and Rolf looked at Taylors with suspicion and looked at Nilailai.

"Continue to keep your hostility, Wyatt, Rolf," what Putilla thought of, he gently lit the pipe, his expression unchanged: "To let those who lead the black sand collar see, we and Nilailai The Lord’s relationship is very poor – very bad.”

Wyatt widened her eyes.

"Lord Nicholas, you originally planned to use provocations and conflicts to let others see the attitude of King Nunn to me," Taylors bowed his head and said quietly: "The result is that I am entangled, but instead let you not It’s good to start, is it?”

Niely did not answer.

"To be honest, when I arrived in accordance with the plan, I saw a picture of peace between you," Slyless nodded. "I feel very strange. I even wonder if my watch is going fast. I have come early." For a while."

“What happened?” Taylor said calmly. “Why do we have to play such a show in the camp of Lombard? For whom to look? Lombard?”

"It's not just for him," said Sleece. "It's for the eyes and ears who are in his army."

"Go ahead." Tyres was dignified.

"The news that you are coming to Longyan City has been passed to the hands of almost all the lords and nobles of Exeter," Nie Lai took the words coldly: "The visit of the Prince of Stars is the largest at the end of the kingdom." The incident - for this reason, His Majesty has already sent invitations to nine grand princes outside Longyan City. At least five Dagong responded to the invitation and have already arrived or will soon arrive at Longyan City, waiting for your arrival."

"What do you mean... for my arrival," said Tyres slowly and rationally into a group of thoughts: "Is the King of Nunn specially invited these Grand Dukes to Longyan City? Why? This is in the eyes and ears of the Rumba army. what is the relationship?"

"The people who murder our Royal Highness Prince Morar," Niely tightened his white cloak, faintly said: "Not just the black sand lord. Chaman Rumba uses his advantage of neighboring stars, abroad and Aaron. The German wolf is a traitor, but at home, there are other forces that collude with Lombard and even lead the plan to murder His Highness."

"Nun, who lost his last heir," Tyres frowned. "...his his enemies, the collaborators of Rumba are in the midst of the great grandfather who will come to Longyan?"

"The ambitions can rest easy, but with the character of Nunn, he will not sit down and watch the enemy still feel free to commit such crimes." Slyes nodded slightly and sighed: "Walton's The vengeful anger is more violent and simpler than imagined, and someone must take it."

"He wants revenge?" Puttier slowly said: "Revenge toward the real murderer?"

"I thought it would be me." Taylors said to himself: "An angry and mad father kills the son of the murderer and pays for his son... Isn't that normal?"

"This is exactly what the enemy wants, and it is the appearance that we hope the enemy will see." Slyley blinked: "Mr. Nuen is a wise king. He knows who should be responsible for this matter. It is also clear. When Stars and Exeter broke out at this time, it was a great unwiseness to be in the midst of the ambitions."

"But Lord Marquis, how can I join in." Puttier looked straight at Slys: "I thought you should be a Commas talent pair."

"I helped Nunn to take a busy moment," Marquis de Sleece smiled, revealing his bright white teeth: "He also helped me in the trade between the two countries."

Edda snorted.

At this time, Nie Lai sneered.

"All in all, this is the message that my Majesty brought to me... The Second Prince of the Stars."

"For the common interests of His Highness and your grace, he invites you to join his revenge," said Nimelle in the eyes of a flame burning: "The hunter has sharpened the sword, the traps and traps are in place, and the prey is in jeopardy."

"Can I say no?" Tyres frowned and looked at Putier, who had a complex face.

"You know," Niely said with deep meaning: "The anger of revenge must have a place to vent."

Thales pulled his head down.

"I think, I understand what you mean," a few seconds later, Tyres exhaled with a full of sadness: "Nun is his hunter, the White Blade Guard is his sword, yesterday's drama and attitude is a trap. The meeting of Longyan City is the last trap, and the collaborators of Rumba are prey."

"So what are you? Lord Marquis?" Tyres turned to Slys, and his expression was indifferent: "The gimmick of the trap?"

Slyless coughed.

"It's no wonder that King Nunn is coming to invite me," said Teres, his face poorly: "For the sake of it, he only lacks one thing, is it?"

Tyres turned around and looked around Nimule and Sly.

But the two are silent.

They looked at each other with a gaze and looked at him with a stunned look.

Tyres sighed, closed his eyes and sighed, and spit out the last words:

"The bait."

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Exeter, Longyan City, westbound.

A Far East sent the last guest and slowly closed the door of the house.

He turned his head and looked at the new uninvited guest in the store.

"I didn't expect you to come so fast."

In the just-closed butcher shop, looking at the white young man in front of him, his look is dignified.

"I am on the road faster." The young man is indifferent.

"How to call it?" Gu explained his apron and stared at the young man.

"Raphael," the young man said briskly: "Or, according to the habits of the Far East, you can also ask me to pull."

"The far name of the Far East is not so called." Gu cold and authentic.

Humph.

Morat's little nephew.

However, even if you are a young snake, you only need to come from the Kingdom.

Gu secretly reminded himself.

They are very poisonous.

"Yes, forget it, it doesn't matter anyway," Raphael said, sitting on the side of the chair, sitting down: "Talk about business."

"Boom!"

A blunt sound.

Gu Yudi put the boning knife on the cutting board.

He hates this feeling.

Raphael did not care to wait for the other party's reply.

"I have already brought the black sword to Longyan City according to your request," Gu closed his eyes in pain: "Use the message you gave."

“Hey?” Rafael’s eyes lit up: “What is his whereabouts and status?”

"I don't know," Gu Qiang endured the unhappiness of his heart: "But Black Sword has just arrived yesterday. He said that he is looking for a doctor, but I don't know how long he will stay in Longyan City... Maybe he will go after he finds it. ”

"He won't," Rafael chuckled. "He will stay long enough until he finds his goal."

"Hey, how do you know," Gu tried to dispel the sensation of selling old friends. He clenched his fists and remembered the figure that once was: "Black Sword is the strongest swordsman I have ever seen. He is not something you can easily manipulate. The presence."

"There are terrible existences and weaknesses." The young man in white stood up and gestured gracefully.

Gu Yan tightened his brow.

Black sword.

"You know, after all, you are the one who sent the message to him," Rafael said with a chuckle: "The message we used to lead him out, but the heavy existence, as long as there is a slight possibility, Black Sword I will not give up such an opportunity."

Raphael’s eyes were tight, and the pupils flashed in the pupils:

"The initiator of disaster and tragedy."

"The origin of everything..."

"Sense the magician."

Celebrate breaking through 600,000 words, two more.

This volume will soon arrive at the end of the volume.

In addition, the recent exam is approaching and the update will not be too stable.

By a serious face without a sword

(End of this chapter)