The Happy Life of the Abandoned Prince

Seeing Curzon's flying head, the group of young people screamed like a frightened woman, and they realized that it was for real!The mysterious man's attack was uninterrupted, and before Curzon's body fell down, he would attack the next target non-stop.Originally, these youths did not go out in white dragon fish suits, and they all had several good guards as guards, but because the scene was too chaotic, the guards were dispersed before they could show their strength.There are a few who barely rush up, but they are not all-in-one generals.

The murderous sword was bleeding, and the not-so-tall figure of the mysterious man looked extremely ghastly. The only officer among the youths drew out his weapon under the influence of alcohol and fear. He called for the few surviving guards to move out together. But I was very upset.Why, why is this happening?The young officer knew the mysterious person who did it, and he shouldn't be the one who did such a stupid thing.He should be galloping on the battlefield, circling among the admiration of the noble ladies in the capital.But what is going on with all this?

"Bolton!" The young officer called out his friend's name, which seemed to ease the mysterious man's body, "We all thought you were dead, it's great to see you alive, no matter how old you are The grievances, please stop now? I will take you to my father, you know, he has enough ways to take us to Marshal Albin, no matter who framed you, we will make him pay the price." He He thinks that his call has worked, "Don't despair, you are a candidate for the brave, as long as you can participate in this holy sword selection, no matter who puts pressure on you, as long as you get the holy sword..."

The mysterious man named Bolton whined a few times, and twisted his body strangely like a broken toy, which made people feel chills in his heart. He twisted his body and continued to wave his weapon. The guards saw who was calling It didn't work either, and they joined forces to attack directly. Bolton seemed a little out of shape, and was easily pierced by several guards.

"What are you doing!" the young officer cursed in disappointment. "Don't you see he's come to his senses?"

did not see it.The guards were slandering inwardly. Anyway, no one had the eyes to refute, but they all knew in their hearts that killing this mysterious person was the most sensible choice. Not only would it clear up the guilt of protecting the Lord, but also... this is Bolton The guy's body was full of weirdness, and people couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust from the bottom of their hearts.

Suddenly, the mysterious man didn't care about the wounds on his body. He brandished a weapon like an out-of-control bull. His internal organs were damaged, his thighs were severed, his waist was severed, and several guards were tragically torn apart in an instant.

"Bolton, are you crazy?" said the young officer, holding the weapon tremblingly. The opponent is a candidate for the brave, and he is definitely not an opponent.

He rushed up with a strange cry, not so much courage as it was a hysterical blow. Bolton did not dodge or dodge, and was punctured in the abdomen. The young officer stared blankly at the man in front of him. "Bolton" didn't even shed a trace of blood. Only then did he notice his friend's face. What kind of face was it?

Bolton opened his mouth, and what came out was not words, but a whining sound. The young officer was so scared that he urinated back. He saw in despair that what was exposed in that mouth was clotted and blackened blood.

The assassination on Joles Street became an appetizer for the selection of the holy sword. As for the two or three survivors who did not speak clearly about this bizarre case, the result of the on-site investigation was that the assassin retreated with more than one enemy.Because the victims this time included the children of everyone in the royal party, the army, and the noble alliance, the effect was no different from throwing a bomb among the upper-class crowd in the capital.The families of the victims were so furious that they must uncover the shady plot of the assassination to find the real culprit, and bizarre conspiracy theories emerged as the times require.It's nothing more than the XX forces saying that these young nobles and the elders behind them were murdered by the XX forces.According to the permutation and combination, six different situations were created...

The red baron and the royal guards were scolded for their bloody sprinklers, from the old account to the assassination of Earl Ugubshahi, to the current assassination of Joels, they were listed one by one, which means you are a scumbag , incompetent, get out, step down, commit suicide!

"My incompetence is recognized by the capital. However, this is a troubled time. I hope everyone will focus on the overall situation. When the holy sword selection event is over, I will automatically dismiss me and wait for my punishment." The handsome red baron with a mustache frankly criticized His people apologized, even if he was bowing and saluting, he had to admit that this guy is really a handsome and handsome man, and he even apologized so well.

"Do it for yourself." The brother of a victim left angrily. He was a strong candidate for a brave man, and he was going to find his enemy to avenge his helpless brother.

In the end, there was another Bull Street assassination...

After the Richter Street assassination and the Bleu Street assassination, all the nobles were silent. This black hand is simply a murderer. He kills anyone he sees, young nobles, old nobles, and brave candidates dare to kill. Same as indiscriminate homicide.There were quite a few nobles who dared to take their men and horses to avenge their own enemies, but now they have honestly admitted their cowardice.

I don’t know when it started. Someone linked the assassination of Earl Ugubéshah to the four subsequent assassinations, claiming that all the cases were done by the shadow assassin who could mysteriously disappear in front of thousands of troops. Suddenly, Connor The reputation of this inexplicable vest surpassed all the cadres of the Demon King's army, only under the Demon King.

"I'm dizzy, this has something to do with me!" Connor was playing eagle catch chickens and peek-a-boo with the old master Ludendorff these few days. When he woke up one day, he found that the entire Mouse Street was covered by the Kingdom The large army surrounded them.

"You are just bullying me, Fat Tiger!" Our protagonist waved his arms and shouted at the group of soldiers angrily, and all he got was a deathly silence.

Can you not be afraid, now the soldiers are told that what they are going to face is the shadow assassin with three heads and six arms, and they are all ready to die on the battlefield.They saw Connor waving his arms, and some people closed their eyes and waited for death to come.

Now the lower-class people in Mouse Street are like animals fleeing around, a scene of the end of the world, they usually fight here, grow, and die silently, like weeds that no one cares about, barbaric, hardworking, strong survive.But it is also the same as the ending of weeds. The first time it is noticed, it ushers in the fate of death.

Who can be reconciled to this.

A man who was usually walking towards the army with white gloves on his back and yelled don't move his hands. He laughed heartily and raised his hands high to show that he was an aboveboard man without a weapon.He felt that as long as he approached someone who could manage the matter and told him who his behind-the-scenes boss was, and compensated him with a large sum of money, he might be fine.

He couldn't help but feel distressed when he thought of the money he would spend to buy the road, but if he could survive, he quickly adjusted his mood. As long as he can survive this inexplicable level, he can continue to earn money, as long as he works hard, he will earn it back sooner or later .

"I..." He saw an officer approaching and walked over excitedly. Unexpectedly, the officer waved his hand impatiently, and an arrow shot into his mouth, terminating his voice and life.

Such things happened all over the Rat Street, and those stragglers and small groups were slaughtered like leeks by the elite Kingdom Guard.These people have always used violence as their creed in life, harvesting other people's wealth and lives with their fists and weapons, but now the real punishment has fallen on their heads. The bosses, killers, and thieves are just like the people oppressed by them, powerless and miserable die.

"Stop it all." Connor appeared in front of the Red Baron weakly. "It's me you want to find, it has nothing to do with anyone else."