Chapter 47: The Great Difficulties

Yodel, Gilbert and Ginny, who looked back from time to time, walked out of the banquet hall silently with different paces and different moods.

Under the omnipresent lights of the hall, only the tess sitting in the main seat and the Morat standing far behind the banquet table.

silence.

But nervous.

Tyres easily loosened his shoulders and pulled out a smile that was commonly used in the childhood.

But he still feels that the black-eyed old man's gaze is still fixed on him.

Tyres felt the strange atmosphere in front of him, and kept his doubts in his heart, and he grasped the only information in his mind.

The head of the kingdom of the kingdom.

The head of intelligence.

Black Prophet.

Viper.

Know my former nephew identity.

There are also Red Square Street and... Magician.

"I don't talk nonsense, boy," Morat seems to have lost patience. He abandoned the warmth of his once-in-a-lifetime, and the hoarse voice is extremely harsh:

"I just want to know the night you escaped from Hongfang Street."

"When he met the magician of the gas, he said everything to you."

How did he know that Ahidah spoke to me?

Jodel, he, betrayed me?

Taylor's brain is running wildly, but this time, there are too many variables and information to deal with.

What did Yodel say to him? How much? What does Morat know?

About Ai Xi Da, about the blood bottle help, about... my magic energy "out of control"?

But no matter what - Tyres is sure in his heart: I must first ensure my safety.

Since that night, after Quaid came to the sixth house to find the hidden copper, he, the nephew of Teres, or the quasi-heir Thales, seems to have become accustomed to being solitary and desperate in the insults of the wind and rain.

"What?" Taylor's face showed just the right color of doubt, and then the sky was seamlessly stunned: "Hey, magician! You mean, the legendary blood bottle helper boss?"

Morat gently squinted, seemingly confused and hesitant.

Tyres pretended to look at the memory and gently grabbed his head: "That night, I remember everything was messy, everywhere... blood bottles help the boss..."

But things are not as expected.

"child!"

He was interrupted.

Morat glanced at the cane with a blank expression, and the voice passed into Tyre's ear.

"You are very talented for lying and acting. But what I want to ask is," Morat slammed his eyes wide open, and the dark scorpion shot at Tyres' eyes, making people feel chilly: "Your old friend - —Ahida Sackon!”

Tyres was shocked.

"I will say it again."

"What did Eytha say to you before Yodel appeared and sealed him?"

Morat's eyes waited for his answer.

The interrupted Tyres stopped quietly and bowed his head.

What does he know?

He knows that I have met Eichda? Or is he seeing me directly?

No matter which point - the boy plays drums - is too bad.

This old man, Tyres, tried his best to calm down the mood - probably the guy I faced, the hardest to deal with.

But since he asked, he should still not know - Tyres bites his teeth - I don't know what Eichda told me.

In particular, I am similar to Ahidah.

But Morat’s next sentence shattered his thoughts again.

"Let me remind you again, child," Morat laughed uglyly:

"Ahida, I found a new magician, right."

At that moment, Tyres’s mood was like a straight ice cave!

Jodel... The boy flustered: What did Jodel say to him?

Why is he so sure?

"Oh," Morat laughed in amazement.

"People fear me, there is no reason." The old man in black step by step, came forward with a cane, approaching Tyres.

At that moment, Taylors even had the desire to escape.

"I am an actor - although I don't like it, it does help me a lot."

Tyres’s thoughts flashed through his heart.

"With regard to the magician of the gas, you don't have to lie any more."

"I can see it clearly in your brain - Ahida, ah, the handsome white face of the blue, God, he is still young!"

Morat's words hit the chest of Tyres like a heavy hammer!

But Morat, who is interested, is not over yet, and his words are more chilling than a sentence.

"What is Aichda's hand, a blue ball?"

"Look at the three meat balls, does he still like to play with human flesh?"

"Well, how is it dark all around? Where are you in the end?"

Morat’s face was full of relish, like an interesting travel note.

A blank wales in the brain began to tremble unconsciously.

Blue?

Little white face?

Blue ball?

Squeeze human flesh?

Total darkness?

How did he know? How could he know?

Taylors even felt that his breathing was stagnating.

Morat seemed to be very tired. He bowed his head and licked his nose. "Oh, this ability is really hard to use, it can't be used."

He then raised his head and opened his mouth to reveal an ugly smile full of wrinkles, looking at the already sluggish Thales:

"That's why, everyone else calls me - 'Black Prophet.'"

Taylors was shocked to say nothing.

I saw Morat gently open the lips and spit out the most poisonous words for the boy:

"Yes, child."

"I can read through the hearts of people."

At this point, Tyres really felt - he was in trouble.

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"What should I do now?" Standing on the corridor in the second floor, the first court lady, Ginny looked at the two men in front of her face: "You know Morat's ability and ability, he will use secrets, information. , scandals, everything you can think of, to control anyone he wants to control."

"You can rest assured that the child...", Ginny took a few steps and hated the earth: "He is very smart, mature, and has potential - but that is the black prophet!"

“The omnipotent ‘Black Prophet’!”

"I know his ability," Gilbert said heavily. "You thought, if there was no help from the secret, how was the Fortress and the Covenant signed?"

"Then you let him go - Kessel's bastard, what do you think?" Ginny gasped a shot on the railing on the second floor, a huge force, directly smashed the railing of the fir.

At this time, Gilbert frowned and suddenly turned back.

Ginny, who felt different, turned her head in confusion.

In the vast corridors, except for the stationary guards, there are only two of them.

I don't know when, Jodel has disappeared.

Again.

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at the same time.

The north gate of Yongxing City, the guards and the city defense team ended their day of standing, and were preparing to pull down the giant gate and close the magnificent ink stone gate.

This is another quiet day... The last class of city defense captains thought this way, waved their hands and prepared for shifts.

But on the gate of the city, the soldiers standing at the whistle saw it with a sharp eye. In the distance, several horses riding on the horse rushed toward the king.

Behind them is a white flag.

"Wait! Don't close the gate!" The sentinel shouted at the bright scorpion and shouted to a teammate at the gate: "There is a fast horse! It should be a messenger!"

The captain cleverly boarded the gate and looked at the cavalry in the distance.

Until the other party approached, the captain was surprised to see that the other side was holding a white eagle flag.

Flying eagle on white?

The sentry post outside the five miles did not stop them, it should be an important messenger, but...

The captain’s face stepped forward and he shouted:

"The king is in front! Slow down now!"

"City defense team, intercept the formation!"

Under the gate of the city, dozens of soldiers of the city defense team immediately screamed, the sword came out of the sheath, the shield became a wall, the starburst was like a breeze, blocking the gate of the city, forming a battle in the direction of the team!

"Knight, slow down immediately! Report identity!" The captain shouted to the outside of the city.

I saw the knight in the city looking up, but still not slowing down, he raised a reel and anxiously shouted:

"From the Lord of the Castle, the guardian Duke of the North, the eager letter of Val Allen!"

"Emergency level: seventh!"

"The path is down!"

"Everyone can't stop!"

"The Duke will come soon!"

"This is the command of an adult!"

During the talk, the Cavaliers raised their hands, and the scroll-wrapped scroll flew incredibly to the gate, and was firmly held in the hands of the captain with super-strength.

It is a master, it is a knight in the North. The captain feels the strength of his hand and thinks silently.

But when the captain opened the lacquer on the top and swept it over, he nodded after the signature and mark on it.

The captain stepped on the outer edge of the city gate three or two steps and shouted at the following battle:

"Everyone, the battle is spreading! Release it immediately!"

"Grateful!" The knights under the gates rushed past the soldiers who gave way, and in the eyes of the people who were surprised, they smacked their mounts and galloped toward the center of Wangdu.

"Accelerate! Accelerate! Accelerate again!" The leading knight's face is crazy, and he does not care about the whole team!

The captain looked at the knight who was far away and his face was not good: "Don't close the door. If he is telling the truth, we still have a guardian of the northern border to meet."

Emergency level, seventh class?

Since I took office, I have encountered the most urgent reports and letters, that is, the military newspapers with the coalition forces and the wild people and the orcs. Remember that it was the sixth?

What happened to this?

He was puzzled in his heart.

The captain hesitated, but turned his head and asked the colleagues behind him:

"The seventh-level emergency level report, when was the last time?"

Everyone in the city defense team looked at each other with a confused face.

“Do we have a seventh-class emergency level?” a young soldier even scratched his head and asked.

A moment of silence.

"Yes, seventh, etc."

A heavy voice came, and the soldiers turned their heads and looked at one of the innermost veterans.

I saw the veteran iron face, like a memory of what a terrible past:

"Last time……"

His lips whispered whitely:

"Twelve years ago."

(End of this chapter)