Doom Knight System

Lancelot didn't like to go out on the street with Mrs. Miranda, especially when he met the gazes like sharp swords, he seemed extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Mrs. Miranda was more considerate, and after entering a strongly modernized hotel, she let him go around freely.Mrs. Miranda went to visit the president of the local chamber of commerce to discuss the sale of ultraviolet bombs.

As a qualified butler, Carl followed Lancelow step by step, and at the same time introduced Lavis's customs and customs to him.

The entire city has no electricity, but there are still neon lights and bright billboards everywhere, relying on the ubiquitous magic power and massive magic cores in the air.

At the corner of a street, a large group of people suddenly rushed over, everyone's face was full of fanaticism, and they shouted a person's name.Most of them are very young, and at the very least they have the strength of apprentice knights.

When Lancelot was wondering, an angry and coquettish sound suddenly came from his ear.

"Ah! What's the matter with you, didn't you see me coming? You hit me and hurt me, why don't you apologize to me?"

Lancelow frowned, and saw a girl wearing sunglasses squatting behind him, covering her nose.

This girl looks about seventeen or eighteen years old from the outside, and the pointed chin inexplicably reminds Lancelot of a certain female star, with long black hair draped over her shoulders, and a gothic-style light-colored dress on her body. Blue silk shorts, wearing leather boots just below the knee, and black stockings between the skirt and the leather boots, the whole person looks like a unique mixture of purity and seductiveness.

Although her face was blocked by sunglasses, Lancelot could still tell that she was a little beauty not inferior to Elizabeth.

Facing beauties, Lancelot was always very patient, so he touched his nose unconsciously, shook his head and smiled wryly, "I stood here without moving, did you not look at people when you bumped into them?"

"Hmph! I don't care about this. If you hit me, you have to apologize." The girl was a little savage, pinching her waist and roaring.

Lancelow was a little speechless, but he had a lot of ways to deal with this unruly and willful girl, so he deliberately made a cruel smile, stretched out his hand to pinch the sharp chin of the other party, pinched it provocatively, and said: "I want to Let me apologize, you are so courageous, hum, be careful, I will find patrol knights to arrest you."

Patrolling knights is equivalent to the police, but they can only control people like servants, and there is no way to deal with the existence of citizens and above.

The girl didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry, her entire face instantly turned pink from her ears to her chin, she took off half of her sunglasses, and asked coldly, "Don't you see who I am?"

The girl was really beautiful, with a pair of blue pupils like crystals.

"Hmph! I don't care who you are." Lancelot said, knowing something was wrong as soon as the words came out.

Sure enough, the corner of the girl's mouth was raised slightly, and she said sarcastically, "So it's the barbarian who entered the inner city for the first time, hum! I won't let you go easily."

"Miss Emma, ​​please forgive our rudeness, but for Mrs. Miranda's sake, please don't mind."

Carl's deep voice came, and then he slowly stood between the two.

The girl named Emma was a little surprised, and obviously had some scruples about Carl, but the savagery in her bones showed, and she said dismissively: "Mrs. Miranda is really nosy now, I heard that you are no longer a member of the Miranda family." Now, what right do you have to speak in front of me?"

Carl said blankly: "I'm just a steward, and I will definitely remain humble in front of the great witch's house. But only for the truly strong."

Seeing Emma's face turned livid, Lancelot knew in his heart that if this matter was not resolved, it would probably be very troublesome, so he said, "Miss Emma, ​​is there a way to solve this matter."

Emma wears sunglasses and cannot see its gaze clearly, but the anger contained in it can make people shudder through the lenses. Suddenly she sneered: "I will have a concert tonight, if you can come on stage and present flowers, I will I can forgive you."

Lancelot nodded helplessly. He didn't expect that there would be such a star-like character in the city of doomsday, but his background was obviously more troublesome.

At this moment, several faint fluctuations of magic power came from all directions, and several knights in black robes rushed over at a high speed.

"Miss Emma is here!"

The crowd began to boil, and the black-robed knights didn't care to speak, and directly surrounded Emma and left. Among them was a silver knight, whose mighty aura was like a mountain pressing down on the top.

Rumbling... The invisible air wave blew the star-chasing fans up and down, and Emma took the opportunity to get into a carriage and disappeared quickly.

Carl was distracted, and after a while, he said slowly: "You shouldn't agree to Miss Emma's request."

"That's not necessarily true. It might be an opportunity to expand your network." Lancelot said in a deep voice.

Although the old man in front of him is his housekeeper in name, he is actually like a pensioner. Lancelow not only does not command, but also carefully guards against it.

After returning to the hotel, Mrs. Miranda still did not come back, but the invitation letter for Emma's concert was delivered.

At 09:30 in the evening, Wang Luo changed clothes in the bedroom and went out. Emma's concert started at 11:[-] in the evening.

Now that he has promised, Lancelot doesn't like to be late for anything.He came out today in a dark gray coat and black trousers, with a brown square scarf around his neck.

It doesn't look like a knight from the outside, and it's even slimmer than before, but if you look closely, you can find its distinctive temperament, and the whole person is like a piece of tempered steel.

A chilling aura continued to emanate from Lancelow's body. Although these belonged to free mental power that was not collected, it still made ordinary people who came into close contact with Lancelow feel weak legs and trembled. .Some even mistake him for a citizen of the Silver Knights.

Lancelot is also very helpless about this. Everyone in the world has love and hatred, and these spiritual changes will be most directly reflected in the body.

For example, an angry person will bring a flame-like burning breath to the bystanders, and a murderous person will bring the illusion of ice to the bystanders.These are the consequences of the volatilization of negative mental power.

Lancelot is not a saint, and it is impossible to keep his mind at peace every minute, and his mental power has not yet broken through the Silver Knight, so he cannot control the changes in his temperament.