Chapter 307

When the singer was riding back, the Yingling Palace was ready: the first gate to the north of the avenue in front of the palace gate was completely renewed, and the squadrons of the Guards and Soldiers were exceptionally neat and lined up. For the Northland people who are used to rough and rough, it is probably the limit.

"Maybe the next time you come back, you can come along without bad news."

The second prince, who was very worried, carefully carried the reins of the dark horse Jane and squinted at the Petchup Road that had not been seen for a long time.

"It turns out that," Putile frowned and squinted, revealing a strange look: "Lord Ronnie proposed to the female prince to consolidate the stability of Longyan City. This is bad news for you. ..."

what?

The prince sighed for a second of this sentence and immediately understood what.

He took a breath.

Tyres slowly turned to Putier, posing the most ugly face, a word: "You have to mention..."

But he was interrupted.

"Ah, sorry," the thin man smiled deeply, and shrugged his helplessly at the beginning: "Before you attacked - I swear I didn't mean anything else."

Putilla reveals a harmless smile of humans and animals: "You know... 'that kind'."

Tyres widened his eyes, his mouth moved a few times in the air, and finally did not make a sound.

The prince only snorted and turned back.

Who can understand, that kind of grievances are forced to return to the depression in the chest by a sentence?

"As far as the current situation is concerned," the second prince resisted the urge to dismiss the former deputy, licking his mouth and biting the words from his teeth: "Anything that breaks the status quo may be for us." Threats: For example, the marriage of a female grandfather and the interests behind it - I mean this."

"Of course," Puti Lai is still askew spanking expression, regardless of totally behind Justin Lord has Heixia his face, he shook his pipe, a leisurely look:

"You are a prince, what you say must be true - whether it is true or not."

God...

Tyres sighed and sighed in pain, giving up the idea of ​​explaining something to the stubborn old man.

"Unbelievable," the prince looked at the Palace Gate, which was slowly approaching: "This is actually said from a minister who has not heard of his prince in a dozen days."

Putilit snorted and did not answer.

Nie Lai has already led Dagong’s guards to wait in front of the palace gate, but this time the comet did not show a dead face after seeing Tyres, but stared at him deeply, then to the horse’s Direction Nunu mouth, indicating that he continues.

This is not common.

The sullen Tyles squatted down the saddle in front of the stable.

“Good luck,” Putilit said faintly: “I will wait for you in your room after the meeting.”

"That's really comforting." The boring prince waved his hand dissatisfied.

Tyres handed the reins to the groom, and accompanied by Wyatt and Rolf, went to Nilailai at the gate of the palace.

"The female grandfather and the countess are in the hall of heroes, to join them," Nie Lai's look waved unchanged: "I have to meet the foreman of the mission here - they are officially official."

"Because things are particularly serious?" Taylors said: "How was the result of the last incident? You know, about the female grandfather..."

"Let's close your mouth," Nie Lai ruined him hard: "The first officer of the city is coming."

Tyres turned his head, and it was not a problem. A team of cavalry with a different flag slowly drove out of the first gate, and marched toward the palace gate under the watchful eyes of countless Longyan city guards on both sides.

Their flags are embroidered with a thick and open book, and the pages of the opening are engraved with several empire letters. The meaning is unknown.

Knight's Law, the ruler of the orthodox and noble ruler of the city, the emblem of the Ronnie family.

It is said that they are the famous knights who have been stationed in the northern land in the ancient empire. They have nurtured countless great knights who have been named in history. Even when the emperor demolished the knight's temple and the knights gradually died, they are still in the north. Paul has a very high reputation.

Until the end of the battle.

Taylors recalls the knowledge given by the teachers of the Northland over the years.

Among the cavalry, the leading knight looks quite special: his face is dark, his eyes are flat, his eyes are shaved, only the red-brown short hair on his head is left, his body is strong, but he is wearing a light leather arm that is not common in the north. The belt that bypasses the shoulder is tied with a variety of small tools that Taylors can't understand. The weapon above and below his body, except for a short knife at the waist, was only carrying a crossbow behind his back and a quiver hanging on the saddle.

The most noteworthy thing is that although he is riding on the horse, he is as leisurely as he is.

The forerunner of the Qiyuan City Mission is actually this attitude?

That means...

Just as Tyres frowned, Nie Lai around him responded one step earlier than him: I saw the comet's rare surprise, staring at the leading brown-haired knight.

"Oh, this is really a surprise." The look of the comet slowly became serious.

Taylors narrowed his eyes, looked at Nie Lai, and looked at the leather knight who was leisurely moving forward: "Do you know?"

Niely did not pay attention to him, but made several gestures to his subordinates, and then went forward alone: ​​the prince noticed that several old Dagong guards also showed the same look.

Taylors looked strangely at the brown-haired knight whose face was not like the ordinary northerners.

he is……

Nicholas walked slowly to the front of the group of Qiyuan City cavalry, watching them squat down and look cold.

The brown-haired knight was medium-sized and even slightly shorter than the slightly thin Nie Lai. He saw that he was holding the belt on his waist and looking straight at the comet in front of him, revealing a disrespect. A kind smile.

Tyres sighed and the sin of the prison river gathered in his ear to listen to the conversation between the two of them.

Niely looked at the knight for a long time.

Until he took a deep breath, pouted his mouth, gently pointed his head, and said coldly:

"How could it be you?"

The words are indifferent and unceremonious.

Tyres has a tight heart: it seems that their relationship is not good?

In the upcoming storm, the relationship between Qiyuan City and Longyan City will probably depend on the results of this trip.

And now...

Listening to Nikola's poor greetings, the brown-haired knight opened his mouth and revealed an inexplicable suffocation - Tyres noticed that the knight's lips were extra wide.

A special person.

The prince silently refused the suggestion that Wye wanted him to leave first.

I saw the brown-haired knight squinting his head, opened his mouth, and made a gong-like voice, to Nicholas:

"Have you heard a joke?"

Niely frowned.

“There is a man who is doing business all the year round. He is worried that his wife in his hometown is unfaithful to himself.” The brown-haired knight shook his head and smiled:

"So he sneaked home one night, but fortunately, except for the sleeping wife, the man did not find any traces of adultery. So he was pleased to be happy, and his wife was very happy."

Nie's brows wrinkled more and more tightly.

The brown-haired knight smiled and raised his finger and licked his face. "Afterwards, his wife lit the light and saw her husband's face, so she couldn't help but be surprised..."

The knight's eyes widened and his expression exaggeratedly repeated Nikola's words:

"How could it be you?"

The audience was quiet.

In the next second, the brown-haired knight burst into laughter, and a man laughed and leaned forward.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

It seems that this joke is really funny.

But Nie Lai did not move.

The companions behind the Cavaliers looked strange and looked away. Some people coughed and seemed to be ashamed of the jokes of their leaders.

Tyres, who listened to all of this, couldn't help but frown.

What are you doing?

Only the brown-haired knight, still laughing and looking at Nilai Lai, shrugged.

Finally, as if after a few centuries, Nie Lai Song had an ice-like expression and sighed long.

"As before," Nie Lai lowered his head and said coldly:

"Not funny."

The brown-haired knight stopped his smile and his expression changed.

"Oh, God," the Cavaliers looked disappointedly at the comet:

"Your sense of humor is still the same."

Tyres strangely listened to their conversation and began to doubt the relationship between the two.

The brown-haired knight, what is it...

Niely looked at him quietly.

"How many years?" The comet whispered.

The smile of the brown-haired knight slowly disappeared.

"Eighteen years," he licked his own brown hair and snorted: "Since I went back to praying for the city - we have not seen each other for 18 years."

The comet slowly nodded.

But the expression of the brown-haired knight suddenly became alive.

"I guess you still don't have a mother, right?"

"And in your capacity, it is impossible to make a prostitute with a big fanfare. The noble ladies probably won't look at you," said the brown-haired knight, looking at Nilailai with a look of disdain, revealing a profound sly smile: "Don't Tell me, you still solve it with your hands for 18 years!"

Now, the companions behind him have coughed unnaturally.

Nie Lai was still staring at the brown-haired knight who was indecent.

Until he also bent his mouth, he laughed out loudly.

Nie Lai’s laughter and the brown-haired knight’s laughter gradually coincided – as if they had laughed so many times.

Tyres looked strangely at the smile of the comet. As far as he knows, in addition to sneer and sneer, Niele, who is a dead face, rarely has another smile.

In the next second, Niely and the Brown Knight almost wave their right hand at the same time!

Hit the other side!

what?

Just as Tyre’s eyes narrowed, like a tacit combination of thousands of times, the two palms were in the air and smashed together!

Snapped!

Nie Lai gripped the other's palm, and the corner of his mouth showed a rare smile:

"It’s nice to see you, big mouth.”

"Hahaha," the brown-haired knight laughed and set his mouth bigger:

"To each other, thorns!"

Tyres looked at the two men's actions without surprise - it seems that the previous guess was wrong.

Their relationship...

Not generally good.

After all, not everyone can ridicule and sing the famous comet without any scruples.

The brown-haired knight...who is it?

This guy was sent as a member of the Qiyuan City Mission, which means that Ronnie Grand Duke...

Niely and the brown-haired knights let go of each other and walked toward the palace gate.

The people in the city of Qiyuan seemed to be relieved and followed.

The brown-haired knight looked up and looked at everything in the Palace of the Spirit. He felt a lot of emotions, like a revisited place.

"So, I heard that you slaughtered your head alone six years ago?"

The face of the comet was instantly cold.

"Okay, plus some Byrne and your help." Niely whispered.

"I?" The brown-haired knight thought thoughtfully: "Sure enough, you used the secret that I told you?"

"Yeah," the face of the comet seems to be a bit paler: "And I am not proud of it - not to mention that he was seriously injured at the time."

silence.

The two kept on, but the conversation fell into a slight stagnation in a subtle atmosphere.

"What about Kaslan's widow? You know, that is..." The new knight fainted his face.

"There is no will, Mrs. Talia died before Kaslan..." Niely shook his head.

Neither of them spoke.

"I understand that feeling." A few seconds later, the Cavaliers faded.

"When the head recruits us into the Guard, you probably don't think there will be this day."

Niely did not speak.

The brown-haired knight looked up and looked at the cliff of the sky at the top of the Yingling Palace. His eyes condensed on the statue of Nakaru, and he said with emotion: "It is hard to imagine, and in a blink of an eye, we are almost fifty."

Guard.

Head.

Tyres made a slight move: he had speculation about the identity of the knight.

"Everyone will be old," Niely seems to have a deep whisper: "Whether it is a king or a civilian."

"Speaking of this, in the last year, my chest will hurt when it rains," the brown-haired knight seemed to be a swearword. Although Nilailai was whispering, he was still chattering: "You have similar Is it wrong?"

Niely shook his head: "I guess it was left in the whistle when I was young - you have been in the snow pit for too long."

But I don't know why, watching Nie Lai, who is silent and clasped with his arms, and the knight who is endless and exaggerated, and casually pull the family's combination, and Taylors feels no sense of disobedience.

As they are.

"A long time ago, a military doctor named Ramon told me," the brown-haired knight rudely dig his own ear and said: "After the age of forty, our physical strength will drop significantly, and the body will gradually gradually Aging, some problems will also show up, God, I also laughed at him at the time..."

Nie Lai sneered aloud: "But at the same time, our experience and skills will gradually climb and precipitate, and our emotions will gradually stabilize, get rid of impulsiveness and madness, and make up for the deterioration of our body."

"So, compared with those young people in their 20s and 30s, our 40-year-old experience and physical balance are the most powerful and terrifying stage of a veteran." The comet shook his head: "Don't listen." If you are a liar, you will be arrogant."

"No, no, the military doctor said, once you are fifty years old..." The brown-haired knight did not agree:

"Our skills and experience, no matter how much increased, can not make up for the lack of physical strength and physical deterioration. Every injury is a hard-to-recovery injury. The problem left by you is more like a curse of your cheekbones. Get up and blink, lie down and close your eyes, it’s timeless..."

Nilailai snorted.

They are getting closer and closer to the palace gate.

"Although most of them are newcomers, I saw Galla and Lum," the knight's gaze swept across the Dagong guards on both sides of the palace gate: "Bern? He is not us except us and Isaiah. Beyond the best people in the official campaign - Lord Melk, is Melk an official?"

He knew Melk and also knew the veterans who used to be the White Blade Guards - Tyres thought quietly.

The identity of the knight is already coming out.

"Byin left," Niely said lightly. "The injury was too heavy six years ago and I can't do anything anymore."

The brown-haired knight gently turned his eyeball and his expression was interesting: "Yes, so serious?"

“Six years ago, Longyan City lost more than just a king,” the comet said, “there are times when the inner wounds are harder to heal than the physical ones.”

In front of the palace gate, the brown-haired knight stopped.

"I have a feeling, a thorn," he looked at Nilailai with interest: "You are not the same as before - it seems not so annoying."

"And you are as annoying as before." Nie Lai relentlessly returned.

The knight laughed: "This is the name of our ‘white-blade shame’!”

Tyres almost frowned and listened to their conversations - unimaginable, someone could talk to Nilailai...

When Tyres was distracted, unconsciously, the Brown Knight and Nilai Lai had already come to him.

"So, this is our dear star prince?" The brown-haired knight looked at the prince with interest.

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief: "Hello, I am Tells Comet."

The brown-haired knight bowed his head and looked at the prince carefully.

However, just as the light-colored scorpion of the brown-haired knight stared at the tales, the prince suddenly became a singer!

A dangerous tremor sensation spreads over the shoulders of Taylor's back.

The sin of the prison river began to roll.

Tyres looked back at the brown-haired knight in a dignified manner, and raised the alert in his heart to the highest: this is a feeling that neither Nie will face the enemy.

what happened?

It's like... it's like being stared by a terrible hunter.

Is this guy who is full of strange talks, even more than Nie Lai...

"You know, I said to the thorns a long time ago that the Imperial royal family is the darling of the gods, so their blood is golden," the brown-haired knight looked at the nervous prince, laughed and patted the side. Nie Lai: "He doesn't believe, he has a chance to help me verify..."

Tyres frowned.

He remembered the first time he was not happy with the comet.

Niely coughed.

"Prince Tyres is a distinguished guest of the Grand Duke, and he is here at the invitation of the King." The comet did not hesitate to interrupt the Cavaliers: "Keep the necessary respect, Monty."

The brown-haired knight named Monty shook his head in dissatisfaction: "Okay, okay, female grandfather... my God..."

He took his eyes back from Teres, but the guy is clearly not over.

"So, hey, kid," Monty bent down to the prince and put on a smirk of enthusiasm. The eyebrows arched up three times: "The female grandfather, hehe..."

"Have you ever been to her?"

At that moment, Tyres was in the same place.

what?

"Monty!"

Nicholas angered and uttered the embarrassment of Tyres.

"Take your mouth," the palm of the comet pressed on Monty's shoulder, and his face gradually cooled down, not to see the old friend's indifference: "Especially, you also represent the city of Pray."

The brown-haired knight exhaled.

"Well, I take back that sentence," Monty shrugged, taking the hands of the comet, and the expression was interesting. "You haven't changed."

Nie Lai whispered again: "As a first officer, I believe that you still have a job - my subordinates will take you to see the female grandfather."

"Of course," Monty smiled and shook her head: "The hospitality of Lord Ian is handed over to you."

After all, Monty turned her head again and looked at Taylors deeply before she stepped out and walked with his companions in the Palace of the Spirit.

Leaving Taylors behind his back without a word.

"That is..." The prince scratched his head, and it was hard to imagine that there was such a strange person in the city.

"Ned Monty," Niely replied briefly and succinctly: "The former white-guard guard is now the Lord under the city of Qiyuan."

really.

Former White Blade Guard.

But the prince has already had some ideas for this mission.

Don't say anything else, just look at the words that Monty had asked him, whether it was a joke...

Taylors narrowed his eyes: there was no meaningless words in diplomacy.

That means……

"Do you have a good relationship with him?" The priest asked earnestly: "Dr. Ronnie sent him over to help him with his friendship?"

"If that's the case," Niely shook his head. "I'm afraid they will be disappointed."

"Ned Monty," Tyres chewed the name and narrowed his eyes: "He is amazing?"

"You mean, except for his stinky mouth?" Nie Lai snorted: "Yes, there are boring people who put me, him, and the other three guys together, what it is called..."

"Five wars will be, right?"

Tyres quickly reacted: "It also includes the black knights of the black sand collar."

"So he, Monty also reached the extreme," Taylors curiously said: "He is stronger with you, who?"

Nie Lai glanced at him, his eyes filled with disdain.

"The polar environment, this title is always deified in the hearts of many people," Nie Lai sighed. "But only on the battlefield knows that in the surge of crowds, a polar environment can play a role. Will be greatly reduced."

“So, the polar environment is more suitable for another job with a small number of people,” the comet turned his head and his eyes narrowed: “Assassin.”

Taylors remembered the assassin who had waited for an opportunity to move from the sky six years ago.

“Deeply feel the same.” He replied dullly: “What does this have to do with Monty?”

Nie Lai looked at Tyres and said with deep meaning: "Although Monty is a warrior, his work is the closest to the assassin in the army."

Taylors made a slight move: "You mean..."

"He was recruited into the White Blade Guard as an elite sniper."

"Later, Kaslan optimistic about his talent, training him to become a scouting sentinel," Niely nodded. "Soon, Monty became the whole of Exeter, the most terrible scout."

"Our work is against the enemy, **** killing, and Monty is better at stealth and stealing."

"On the eve of the Battle of Deep Valley 20 years ago, he alone touched the ancestor altar of the Elf Wang Ting, spying on the enemy's situation, leaving countless bodies along the way - until the crows of his learning were seen, they escaped from the encirclement. And go."

"At that time, Monty got the nickname: 'The Death Crow.'"

The comet ended his words.

Tyres is thoughtful.

Death crow.

Really not a good name.

"You haven't said it yet, the same as the 'five wars will be'," Taylors continued to ask: "He is better with you, who is stronger?"

"He? Monty?"

Niely liked to hear the best laughter. He looked at Monty’s direction and sneered again and again: “Within ten steps, I can break his neck in five seconds.”

Taylor’s heart glimpsed.

wrong.

"So," I heard the implications of the tales, holding the principle of not letting the dead face happy, and asking for it:

"What about ten steps?"

Sure enough, the next second, Niely faced the curious baby-like Tyles, posing the most stinky face of his history.

The comet picked up his arm and turned his head to one side, and snorted with dissatisfaction: "Hey."

Tyres widened his eyes and scratched his hair.

Looking at Nilailai who turned and left, he probably knows the answer.

So he also reluctantly sighed and walked toward the hero hall.

At that time, Taylors thought that Ned Monty was probably the weirdest and most special guy he had ever seen.

Until an hour later, he and Selma saw their true guests in the Hall of Heroes, the heirs of the Knights Code family, the official messengers from the city of Qiyuan...

Ian Ronnie.

(End of this chapter)