Chapter 499 Black Lion

Under the inquiring question from Earl Lewis, Dreux looked as usual:

"Tell in front of you..."

But Lewis immediately smiled and waved to interrupt Dele's introduction:

"Don't be nervous, it's just a joke, of course I know where he is..."

The Dre's face that was interrupted was sinking.

"Come, let me see..."

In Dre's silence, Lewis slowly turned the horse's head and looked at Taylors sideways, his expression deep.

The prince took a deep breath and endured the discomfort of his heart. He smiled and accepted the attention of the Earl of Black Lion.

A few seconds later, the Earl of Lewis, who had almost circled the half circle of Tells, finally sneered out:

"His Royal Highness, I have long heard of your great achievements in the North, and it is a great honor to visit."

He pulled closer to the prince, leaning back and looking proud:

"Maybe you don't remember me..."

Unexpectedly, the prince interrupted the other party by raising the volume:

"Will the good-looking black lion fight for the lions?"

Lewis, who heard this sentence, took a trip.

"Oh, swear to death, you answered my father like this." Under the attention of everyone, the second prince looked straight at the black lion family:

“‘As long as the head lion is still wise and brave, look at the lion group.”

Lewis looked surprised.

Even Diller, who was on the side, frowned slightly.

"Yes, I remember you, Count Lewis Bozdorf from the soul of the soul."

"The country six years ago was a meeting, and you are sitting not far from me."

Tyres cleared his throat and his eyes in the sunset began to turn cold:

"And I still remember when they voted for me as a prince..."

"You voted for me."

In the words of Tyres, there is a warning tone.

Bozdorf’s face changed instantly.

He sat up straight and looked at Taylor's eyes differently.

Even Diller on the side licked his mouth.

Lewis slightly cough:

"His Royal Highness, in the past..."

But the prince's cold noodles are dispelled, such as icebergs.

I saw Tyres snoring and interrupted the count:

"Don't be nervous, it's just a joke..."

Under the frowning expressions of Lewis and Dele, Taylors leisurely raised his horse and crossed the Black Lion Count:

"Come, let me see..."

The prince calmly looked at the black armor soldiers behind the count, as if to review his own army.

A few seconds later, Tyres learned how to look back at the horse, and smiled:

"Lord Earl, I am honoured by the good name of the Black Lion family."

After all, he smiled and friendly, and extended his right hand to Count Lewis.

"It’s a great honor to see it today."

Lewis looked at the prince slyly.

The black lion family of the British soul castle.

Another surname that is resounding in the West.

Historically, Bozdorf's ancestors were a heavy infantry who participated in the end of the battle. He was promoted by the Renaissance King because of his bravery and good deeds. He was promoted step by step and eventually became the Earl of the State on the day of his founding.

The western border of the Star Kingdom can be expanded to the point of today. A considerable part depends on the belligerence and strength in their blood: At the beginning of the second century, the "Blade King" Tomon II conquered the dragon and attacked In the battle to destroy the foggy Principality, it was the infantry regiment of Bozdorf who took the first and last head of the foggy grandfather.

After the first mainland war, the momentum of the soul of the soul once reached its peak. In the West, the black lion family even powered the guardian Duke until they were in the second century of the "double star confrontation" - "Cloud King" Horace II After the death of the world, the two royalties of the comet's royal family competed for the terrible internal friction of the throne. In the middle, like most families of that era, unfortunately stood the wrong team.

The Earl of Lewis stared at the right hand of the prince and looked at the smile of Tyres, silent for a while.

On the side, Dele, who said nothing, looked at Tyres's look and slightly curled his mouth.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Half a second later, the Black Lion Count converges on the previously proud look, urging the mount to take a step forward, without hesitation, to smash his iron gloves and hold the palm of his hand:

"I promise, you will see us worthy of the name."

Tyres only felt a bang in the palm of his hand.

The black lion's hand is not too small.

Earl Lewis narrowed his eyes:

"And the head lion is really extraordinary."

Earl Bozdov let go of his palm and waved backwards:

"His Royal Highness, come to meet my eldest son and heir, Paul."

A young man with a strong face and a seemingly silent and low-key appearance, wearing a black lion emblem, immediately before.

"Paul Bozdov," the young Paul clenched his fist against his chest and looked less complicated than his father. "His Royal Highness, it is my pleasure to serve you."

Tyres smiled:

"It is also my honor."

The Earl of Lewis, who had been looking at Tyres, laughed and reached out to the black armor soldiers behind him:

"His Royal Highness."

"The two hundred elites of my son and the black lion family, as well as the one hundred people from the fourteen families around the soul soul castle, will join you in the **** to return home."

Lewis added a sentence:

"I can't accompany myself, but please don't doubt our enthusiasm and loyalty to the Fuxing Palace."

Taylors looked at the black lion flag behind Lewis and the flags of the other fourteen small and medium aristocrats.

The prince first frowned slightly, then smiled:

"Never doubt."

Lewis also smiled:

"I never doubt you have never doubted."

But the next moment, the Earl of Black Lion looked at the East, and the tone changed:

"But I suspect other people are skeptical."

Taylor's smile is a bit stiff.

Well, this is really a good statement.

In the awkward atmosphere, Diller next to it coughed intentionally or unintentionally.

But Lewis did not understand it, suddenly said:

"So I heard that our Duke of the Western Expedition, Cyril has gone to look for you, Your Highness?"

"Is you still given a good sword?"

The nerves that Taylors put down were immediately mentioned by this sentence.

Hell.

How did he know?

The prince, who had a headache, changed direction and subconsciously wanted to block the "warning" on the saddle.

"About that, I wanted to return it..."

But Lewis sighed. He pointed to the army he brought, and his eyes were not blind.

"I and Diller."

"We added up, first mobilized countless people, and then mobilized six or seven hundred elite guards to do things, the Duke only made it with a sword."

Earl Bozdorf scorned:

"It's a good deal."

He suddenly turned to the owner of the single-winged crow:

"What do you say, Dele?"

The Earl of the Wings raised his head, but did not answer, only gave Lewis a friendly smile.

Taylor looked at Dre's expression if he realized it.

In the next second, Earl of Lewis returned to the prince and his attitude seemed to be inadvertent:

"So, did he also take the sword ‘甩’ to pass you?”

A glimpse of Tyres:

“Hey?”

Aside from the side, Dreux coughed again.

But Earl Lewis still did not hear it, and smiled carelessly, stalking the prince on the mount:

"You know, you are deliberately taking a sword in front of you. If you are scared, you will smile. 'You are just like this. If you don't respond, then pretend to be deep.' I tested '."

I saw Lewis waving his face with disdain:

"After squatting, of course, he will be able to talk about things and make a long story."

Deliberately take the sword in front of you...

Tyres first had a doubt, and then he slammed it.

what?

The day before yesterday, the scene of the Duke of the West and his room alone surged into the brain.

"What?" The prince asked amazedly.

Like the reaction of the other party, Earl Lewis looked like "I will say it", hehe smiled:

"I guess, the Duke's adult probably complained about your heartfelt feelings with your heart and soul. He expressed his concern for the deep love of the West, his love for madness, his love for the sake of reason, his inability to extricate himself, and his inspiration. In the end, he solemnly stated that Everything is a last resort. In the big and small chaos, he actually only wants to remain neutral and does not want to choose the sideline team?"

Thales blinked and was a little embarrassed by the amount of information in this sentence.

what?

But Lewis is still going on:

"And he took the set of dozens of words around dozens of corners, turned around and returned to the word game, what power used to start from violence, violently gave birth to a lot and then returned to power Ghost words to confuse you..."

Power comes from violence...

A word game that took a turn and returned...

Listening to the other party's words, Tyres was puzzled and his brows were ups and downs.

The tone of the black lion count is ridiculous:

“Let you think he is unfathomable, far-sighted and different?”

Next to Dele, he turned his head and coughed heavily.

Taylors finally found a gap and questioned:

"How are you..."

Lewis can't give him the opportunity to ask questions:

"You know, after a bunch of nonsense, the time is up, he just likes to make a snap..."

The Count of Bozdov waved his hand slyly and his fingers rang:

"Look at your eyes again, play the teeth: 'Don't worry, I don't tell others, but I am with you!'"

His shook his head, his disdainful look, and the taste of the Duke of Falkenhaus.

But this shocked the prince of the prince:

"what?"

Lewis smiled coldly:

"Don't be surprised, Your Highness."

"That's the unpopular Cyril adult. When we were young, he was for everyone..."

He put away the banterful look and turned his face:

"It's all done."

Tyres looked at him slyly and tried to control his expression.

What do you mean?

For everyone... are all doing this?

that……

Then he heard it in the tower of the ghost prince yesterday, what the Duke of the West had said...

[Do you think I will pull a 14-year-old nephew on the street and tell him about it? 】

Taylors felt a little messy.

Lewis turned his head disdainfully:

"Is right, Dele?"

On this side, Dele politely salutes, but still smiles.

Looking at Dele's performance, the black lion count screamed dissatisfied.

But at this moment, the inner heart of Taylors has been chaotic.

That one……

The West Duke, who looks like Boss, how... actually... but... no... then...

"I am going to the camp to visit the Duke today, I hope he will not use the old method to perfuse me."

Lewis sings:

"But in any case, whether it is the opening or closing of this farce."

"We really appreciate you, Your Highness."

Earl Bozdov fixedly looked at the hard thinking Taylors:

"From the ruins to the wing castles, whether it is the Cyril adults or Dreux, including so many lords under our control, if it is not for your visit, it is really rare for the West to fall into such a situation."

"You must be our savior, Your Highness, whether it is six years ago or now, let us reunite with each other."

"You said yes, Dele?"

Dray pulled his mouth for the third time and smiled politely.

Looking at the Earl of the Wings, where oil and salt did not enter, Bozdorf regained his gaze to Tyres:

"And I still have a gift."

I saw the black prince's big hand wave, the next second, a few black armored soldiers with a powerful flag, erected a flagpole in the air, and raised an exaggerated and surprisingly high banner.

Tyres was just preparing to thank him, but his smile froze again.

"Did you miss your family crest, Your Highness?"

The residents on both sides of the town were unanimously exclaimed and stunned, and the flag was unfolding in the wind.

That is a nine-star flag.

However, the nine-pointed star on the flag seems to use special materials. As long as the flag is slightly moved, it will shine with a glaring silver light, such as a starry sky, which is hard to ignore.

A lot of people, including Taylors, raised their hands and covered their eyes.

Lying in the trough.

This is too...

Tyres slammed back:

"I appreciate your gift, but it is too high-profile..."

"High profile?"

Lewis interrupted him very quickly, and he swayed against the surrounding towns and wilderness:

"Look at the goddess, this is your country, your home, and we will all be your vassals, walking in your own home, you should be free -"

Tyres whispered:

"I still prefer to keep a low profile..."

But Lewis didn't hear him, and continued to speak loudly:

"--And if there is such a day, as a member of the comet's royal family, even if you show your identity in your own home, you have to look back and worry, then maybe..."

Lewis leaned forward, slaps and holds the shoulders of Tyres, and the exaggerated look on his face cools down:

"It is a problem with this family."

He is cold and cold:

"What do you say?"

Taylor’s heart glimpsed.

Lewis, according to the shoulders of Taylors, reveals a sense of disobedience that is extremely disturbing.

Tyres took a deep breath.

After a second, he bent his mouth, but said nothing, just released a...

Impeccable smile.

"Excuse me," At this moment, Dele, who was silent for a long time, finally made a sound:

"It's time for you to leave, Count Earl, from here to the Blades Camp, you have to go for a long time."

Tyres was extremely grateful for his interruption.

I don't know if it was because of Dray's help, or because he finally had nothing to say, and Earl Lewis just let go of his silence for a while.

He put away his sly look and smiled slightly:

"Of course, don't let me bother you."

"Paul, protect your prince with your life," Lewis said to his own son:

"As the prince broke his life in six years, defending his homeland."

Paul bowed his head seriously:

"I will, father."

"I will."

Earl Bozdov bent his mouth and pointed his finger at the silvery nine-pointed star banner:

"And remember, although the flag is heavy, you have to make sure it is in the air."

"Don't let it fall."

Lewis licked his tongue and didn't know who he was saying:

"It will hurt people."

The face of Teres does not change color.

This time, Paul did not answer, just nodded silently.

"So, all the way, His Royal Highness."

The black lion counts up the stables, fades away from the cool colors, and smiles confidently:

"The road to the West has been in disrepair for a long time. It has always been difficult to go."

In the crowd of soldiers, Lewis Bozdov swayed over the side of Tyres, leaving the prince with a back and a profound sentence:

"Pretend, the central collar is riding..."

“Will it be flatter?”

In the face of the team of the Black Lion Count, Teresson breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at Dele, and both showed an impeccable, but also helpless smile.

(End of this chapter)