Chapter 303 is not too bad?

clang!

The sword axe intersects.

Nie Lai coldly covered her face and blocked Taylors.

"I tried to behave politely, Lord Lord, so I tried not to think like this," Tyres bit his teeth and tried to adjust his breathing while trying to increase his strength: "But you know how serious things are. Be cautious, please excuse me to ask: Does the red witch know this secret?"

"If she knows... is that leaked from you?"

In fact, Tyres overheard their conversations.

The red witch did know this secret, and she confided to Nicholas.

But Tyres still has to ask this.

because……

"No," Niely had no effort to resist Tyler's blade. He looked the same, and the answer was categorical: "She certainly doesn't know - at least not from me - otherwise she won't let Take the opportunity to take advantage of this."

At that moment, Taylor's eyes were different.

He looked at the eyes of the comet's eyes through the sword axe, and his mind was full of thoughts.

He deliberately concealed from me and concealed the red witch's knowledge of the truth.

why?

I am afraid that after I know it, I will continue to ask "Why did the Red Witch let us go?"

Still afraid, what secret is hidden in the "Red Witch let us go"?

One will export the secret that "this female grandfather is not Walton's blood?"

such as……

Is it.

At that moment, Tyres’s mood was only heavier.

He stepped back and removed the blade.

“Very good,” said Tyres, who looked up after the spring breeze, and looked like a sigh of relief and reverted to the laid-back prince: “Although I don’t believe it – but I’ve heard you prove it, I’m more assured. ”

Niely looked at him with a frown, and he smiled at him with a little smile.

"Then we will change direction," said Tyres, breathing in a big mouth, thinking like he said: "Anyone, anyone who knows this secret from you - are they likely to have contact with the Red Witch?" ”

Nie Lai's axe swayed: "Anyone?"

Taylor’s heart is in vain.

He is ok by default.

He defaulted to the red witch knowing the secret of the little slippery.

Therefore, the meaning of the phrase "how possible" is not "how the red witch might know."

It is "How can a red witch reveal a secret?"

Tyres packed his mind and nodded quietly: "Does Brisbane know? The true identity of the female grandfather?"

"In six years, you didn't tell him anything?"

This time, he clearly saw: Nie's expression was motionless.

It was like being frozen by the ice.

Taylor sighed.

"Uncle Niely," the prince looked a little emotionally anxious, just like he was really worried about something: "We are not talking about a lively pre-meal joke."

The eyes of Tyres are miniature: "It is the life and death of Long Yucheng."

He turned to the girl who was practicing the dagger: "And Selma's rule."

"Lombard holds our biggest weakness, and your cover-up and vomiting will only increase our troubles."

"Northland people."

A few seconds later, Nicholai looked up blankly and looked at him calmly.

Do not say a word.

When Tyles looked at the silent Nimule, he couldn't help but sigh and raise the sword.

"So you told him."

Nimule raised his axe and absently blocked the swaying sword of Tyres.

"Impossible," the comet's face was stiff, as if he saw the most terrible thing: "He has no reason to betray us, and it is impossible to reveal the news to the enemy."

Tyres snorted.

"Who knows, Earl of Charles Risban, the former prime minister of the kingdom, he is only loyal to Walton," Tyres said without hesitation: "If he knows the truth about the female grandfather, he knows that he is not serving Wall. Don, then, will he feel that he is more suitable..."

Niely looked up and gnashed his teeth: "Because he is loyal to Walton, it is even more impossible!"

Taylors did not speak.

He just looked at each other with a complicated look.

Why are you so sure and confident?

Why is it so confident that Brisbane will still follow his life after the death of King Nunn and serve a girl who has nothing to do with Walton without complaint?

Taylor sighed slightly:

"Don't forget, Walton's direct bloodline is actually dead."

Niely trembled slightly.

"After the death of the king of nature, the death of the first king passed by the guards is so supreme?" Tyres pushed Nilailai, sneer again and again: "so that a respected traditional northern lord can lay down dignity and Habit, bend down and lean on a girl who is not the blood of his master?"

"Unless King Nunn is alive, how can a vassal who has mastered the power of Longyan City face a weak and vulnerable girl, how can he remain loyal for decades?"

Tyres shrugged: "You know, if it's Brisbane, then Walton's nominal rule probably ends here - the secret he holds is enough to overthrow the female grandfather..."

"I said it is impossible!" Nie Lai's dissatisfaction has become extremely obvious: "You don't know anything, you don't know about Brisbane."

Tyres looked at the comet's look and sighed in his heart.

Yes.

Unlike the kind of person, Brisbane is not stupid enough to take a secret to trade with the black sand collar.

and so……

There is only one explanation.

Because Brisbane knows that everything that he has worked hard is still loyal to Walton.

His true loyalty is still the blood of King Nunn.

"Your concern ends here, unless the black sand collar comes back to you, otherwise," Nie Lai is cold and cold:

"This matter is handled by me."

"You won't be stupid enough to go directly to him for confrontation? Brisbane?" The prince said faintly: "On the king's sentiment and grace?"

Nie Lai sneaked sideways and ignored him, leaving a certain distance.

Until the next sentence of Tyres.

"Have you forgotten the traitor?" Taylor sneered in front of him: "You have forgotten how you refused to believe in his betrayal until he appeared in the Palace of the Spirit?"

"Until you kill the traitor - Kaslan Lombard?"

This sentence is like a spark of sparkling Mars, Niely slammed back, a boxing to the belly of Tyres!

Boom!

But what surprised the comet was that Tyres seemed to have changed his personality, and he quickly explored his hands and firmly grasped his habit of changing his habit.

"That's right, keep it low-key, it's best to pretend to be nothing," Tyres slammed his arm and gnashed his teeth. "Because many times, I don't even know who is the enemy in Longyan. Who? is a friend."

Niely frowned at him. After a few seconds, the comet unknowingly pulled back his arm and let the prince bow.

He looked at Selma, who was practicing daggers with Justin in the distance, and raised his lips: "Do you tell the female grandfather about this?"

"Black sand collar chips and threats?"

"No," said Teres, exhaling a sigh of relief, shaking his hands with numbness and experiencing the numbness of the sin of the prison river: "Not yet."

"Good, then keep silent," Niely seems to have calmed her emotions, his eyes solidified on Selma: "She doesn't need to know this."

"As for this matter, the white blade... Dagong's **** will be traced."

silence.

After a long while, Tyres sighed in sigh, and he stood up and stopped looking at the comet.

"Is it."

"You think you can protect her with a long sword and a shield," said Taylor, looking at the female grandfather's practice, and snoring without hesitation: "So only teach her to use the dagger."

He shook his head: "Think about it: When the enemy's sword is cut in front of her, the weak female servant has only a small dagger and will only stab and cut."

"I can't imagine anything more cruel than this."

Nie Lai looked at the female grandfather and turned to Tyres again. The face was disdainful: "Don't worry, I will cut his head before the enemy's sword arrives."

"Hah, that's really amazing."

Tyres shook his head and unknowingly brought a hint of sorrow: "However, the sword belonging to Lombard has stopped on her throat, and Lombard’s head is still on his neck - and she is still in high spirits. Learn the dagger with you."

Niely did not speak, but her brows were tighter.

Thales narrowed his eyes: "Are you training the Prince of Morar? Is this the same? Teach him to defend himself and keep him away from all dangerous secrets?"

The prince bowed his hand and sighed: "No wonder Morar has not returned from the stars..."

"This has nothing to do with Morar," Niely interrupted him coldly: "He may not be the best swordsman and axe, but he didn't come back because it wasn't skillful."

Taylors raised his arms and was silent for a moment.

"Of course, Morar," Tyres shook his head, and his eyes seemed to have a different meaning: "A legal male grandfather heir, if he is still there, then Longyan City will probably be stable." - Then I probably don't need to come to Exeter."

Nie Lai snorted and seemed completely unaware of what the prince wanted to say.

"But she," said Tyles, facing the female servant Nunu. It seems that this is just a chat: "She is a woman, not even a Walton blood."

“This brings a lot of problems.”

"She can't just know how to defend herself, it's not enough."

"That's not something you should worry about, just manage yourself." Niely bluntly blocked his words: "That's my business."

"You are really confident." Taylor shook his head swayingly: "It seems that as long as you say a word, Long Yucheng will become stable in an instant, and the suspicion of Brisbane and others will be eliminated."

Is it.

Nilailai?

"Today's class is here," said Nie Lai, who was hard to say: "The rest of the time, practice yourself."

Taylors snorted in the bottom of his heart and shook his head: "Say a hundred times?"

But the comet only looked at him coldly and turned around, leaving without stopping.

And Teres looked at his back and slowly raised his brow.

The weather is still early and the sun is still there.

"End so early?" Wyatt stepped forward and took over the sword shield on the hands of Teres, wondering: "Today's training seems to be different?"

The second prince took a deep breath and shook his head gently.

"Where, isn't it the same as in the past?"

"This overwhelming advantage," Taylor looked at the shape of the comet's far away, could not help but sigh and sigh: "The two sides of the fight."

"It's not a level at all."

"You don't have to compare yourself to the comet," Wyatt raised her eyebrows and followed the prince's gaze, looking at the terrible former white-blade commander, and tempted: "But seeing you become so optimistic, then I am relieved."

"Not too bad, isn't it?"

Tyres turned and looked at the other side, sweating and practicing the dagger's Selma, and watching the guards and servants on the court outside the court, silently silent.

Not too bad?

Do not.

At that moment, only the prince himself knew how bad the situation he was facing.

(End of this chapter)