"When it comes to blood, I just remembered.

It seems that His Majesty the Knight King is not a descendant of the former royal family at all, and there is no royal blood flowing on him."

He looked at Lucifer proudly, his tone full of superiority.

At this moment, he found himself surpassing the Knight King.

Beyond a king, thinking about it is exciting.

no.139 I let you continue to be presumptuous (please ask for votes, ask for customization)

Lucifer has seen the face in front of him too many times, and many of the nobles who have been killed before are like the one in front of him...

They will only desperately emphasize their ancestry and status, but they never say how they are.

And the fate of those people was finally swept to the ashes of history and became a part of the dust.

"Oh! Blood?

It’s very interesting, what is your ancestor’s lineage?"

Lucifer asked this question calmly.

Hearing this, Rostov was even more excited, and he began to show off his family history.

"My Rostov family was born in Ross three hundred years ago, and the ancestor Duke Cardilov was even more..."

Lucifer was not interested in his family history, so he went on to ask another question.

"What about his father, what is his father's identity?"

"This......"

For a moment, Rostov was dumbfounded.

He naturally knew who his ancestor's father was.Kadilov's father was originally a blacksmith with some talent, not a nobleman at all.

But it was obviously impossible for him to say it.

A flame named anger rose in his heart.

He subconsciously wondered why Lucifer was so rude and dared to ask such rude questions.

He felt humiliated.

"Your hesitation is not telling me, you don't know.

Still, there is something that can't be said.

Speak it out for everyone to hear, what is the identity of Duke Kafka's father, he must be a big man."

With that said, Lucifer deliberately called this...the duke's name by mistake.

Rostov felt extremely angry with Lucifer's persecution, and he now felt that everyone else was watching his jokes, not to mention Lucifer called the wrong name of his proud ancestor.

After all, people are... creatures that will immediately show their fangs to the threat in front of them when they are poked in a sore spot.

"It's Kadylov! Damn, don't even remember the name, how rude it is.

The King of Britain has never studied etiquette, let a person without royal blood become a king, and Britain is almost finished.

Why do you dare to ask my ancestors?

Yes, a wild country boy who doesn't have the blood of the royal family and doesn't know how to etiquette, fits this... the wild girl born of a commoner concubine."

Angrily, Rostov was already a bit reluctant to speak.

At this moment, he still didn't understand what he said.

This time, before he finished speaking, a golden beam of light flew by his side.

At the same time, his arms and body have been separated.

Others still didn't understand what was going on, only saw Rostov's hand falling on the ground, blood splattering.

Even Rostov himself was the same, and within a moment the pain finally reached his brain.

Rostov fell to his knees, holding his wound, screaming.

"Ah! My hand, how dare you.

How dare you! Come here!"

Accompanied by Rostov's voice, the door behind the hall opened instantly, and a team of 1 guards rushed in.

When they saw the scene before them, they were a little at a loss.

Others finally realized what happened at this time.Most of him subconsciously stayed away from Rostov, for fear that he would be affected.

"Calm down! Calm down! Duke Rostov knows who is standing in front of him. Do you want to be punished for treason by the lunatic Anhans"

Kurakin stood far away and shouted at Rostov.

He wanted to remind the companion in front of him.

Once the goods really get the soldiers around, it will not be a simple quarrel.

There was already a warrior who did the same thing before, and now that warrior doesn't even have the qualifications to grow grass on his grave.

"Ah I......"

Because of physical pain, Rostov fell to the ground.

His face was pale after losing too much blood.

The anger in his brain also passed away with the blood, and only the feelings called fear are left.

Before that, he had never thought that Lucifer would do it directly.

Seeing Lucifer always coping with words before, he thought Lucifer would continue like this.

But the facts now slapped him in the face severely.

For a while, the others also looked at Lucifer with fearful eyes, and they witnessed the knight king's ‘brave’ for the first time.

"I am tolerant and kind, so I forgive you for being rude to me for the first time, but openly ranting about my queen's mouth, this sin needs to be paid with your body."

Lucifer's eyes were full of coldness, as if it could freeze the blood together.

The golden magic power remaining in his hand gradually gradually, but his tone is even colder.

"Thank you Lei Di.

If you dare to speak rudely in front of me next time, it will be a problem with one hand.

Finally, thank you compatriots around you too.

Because of him, you have lost your life again."

At this moment, facing Lucifer's words, Rostov dared to say only one word.

"you......"

"It is best to find out who you are when you speak in front of me. I am very tolerant, but this does not mean that you can be arbitrary.

Understand, everyone!"

Lucifer's icy eyes swept around, and for a while, the other nobles stepped back subconsciously.

At this moment, the nobles seemed to have hallucinations.They seemed to feel that they were in the battlefield of the dead mountain, the **** nose tip, the soul was frozen, as if they would die at any time.

"..."

In a second, they returned to reality, as if everything they had just seen was just an illusion.

They saw the sweat on each other's faces at the same time.

Lucifer ignored these people, changed his tone and continued.

"Tristan, it's almost there.

Ready to go back and end this show."

This sound reached the ear of the knight through the wind legend, and it was originally still: the knight who was fighting with the giant jumped a few steps later.

Before Tristan had been holding the piano in his right hand and plucking the strings with one hand, he finally put his left hand on the strings.

``This is the martial art I learned under the inspiration of the king, and it is used to bury you at this moment.

Since the ending is destined to be sad, let's sleep quietly.

[Phantom Sonata The Elegy of the Knight]."

Tristan pulled the strings with his left hand, and in an instant, a burst of harsh notes spread across the training ground.

Everyone covered their ears subconsciously, and the vibration from the strings seemed to be felt even on the skin.

As for the huge body in the distance, countless thin lines flashed by his side, matching the notes.

After a second, he turned into a blood man and fell into the blood, unable to stand up anymore.

The wounds on his body are uncountable, and there is no need to count them.

If it were not for the impact, the person in front of him might have been chopped into pieces instead of being left with a breath.

"The air here is too muddy, let's go back, Anna."

Lucifer let go of... her hands covering Anna's ears, whispered to her.

"Well, I don't like this atmosphere.

Can I not come next time?"

Anna buried her head on Lucifer and rubbed hard.

"No way!"

Lucifer smiled softly. At this moment, he and the...cold Wang just now are different.

"why is it like this."

"However, I promise you that I will bring you as little as possible.

Don't forget, you are my queen!"

After speaking, Lucifer left here with her.

Ager Guiwen and Tristan followed Lucifer. Before leaving, Ager Guiwen looked back at the nobles here, as if he wanted to remember their appearance.

no.140 The last leisure

When the time came on the last day before leaving, Lucifer didn't socialize anymore, but stayed quietly with Anna in the manor.

In the morning, Anna was still: resting, an unexpected visitor came here.

He is the master of this country, Lei Di.

The guards who came with him were not Ann Hans, but two extremely Easterners.

They are the consultant Ras, and the martial arts instructor at the training ground, Qianzicunzheng.

In the courtyard behind the manor, Lucifer and Lei Di are sitting together, and their guards are standing on both sides.

During small talk, they talked about what happened yesterday.

The hot tea next to it has gone cold, but they have no intention of tasting it.

"About what happened on the training ground yesterday.

Knight King, don't you want to say something"

Lei Di suddenly intervened in a formal topic.

"So Lei Di is here today to prepare for accountability"

Lucifer looked at him indifferently and asked back.

"I mean, you should have killed him yesterday, not just take his arm.

Since he chooses to regard him as an enemy, it is best not to show mercy when fighting, otherwise it will just continue to cause trouble.

It is the fastest way to completely smooth out this trouble."

This is Lei Di's approach.Once he decides the target of the enemy, he must completely solve the problem.