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Although he is a professional who uses knives to eat, Li Hao never thinks that he believes in violence. At this time, he is hiding in a corner, flipping through an old book called **The Great Emperor. Judging from the title alone, it is a third-rate book. s things.

The fact is that the author's writing skills were indeed very poor. Li Hao cursed in a low voice, threw the book away, and tasted the red wine in front of him. He seemed to be one of the few servants who liked red wine. Bing, although this glass of red wine is very expensive, it will cost him nearly half of his daily income.

"A knight who advocates honor and bravery needs to face his own soul calmly..."

Li Hao lowered his head, as if in deep thought, and ignored the visitor, letting him chew on words.

"Heaven is a gift from the goddess. Our wish is to fly in the blue sky..."

Li Hao, whose mental endurance was on the verge of reaching the limit, suddenly stood up, grabbed the man and pushed him to a chair, and said angrily: "I always adhere to the knight code. Of course, if there is a second glass of Dragon Tongue Flame red wine, I am willing to give up the former and a certain person." Damn poor magician."

Someone straightened up and slowly raised his head after sitting firmly. He had melancholy stubble, beautiful facial features, and two eyes mixed with aristocratic blood. He murmured: "Dear, we always complain about not getting... Catharsis, but never consider the issue of my own strength. Even if the goddess of fate is a ** who rides with thousands of people, she will not be soft-hearted because of my beauty."

Li Hao was stunned for a moment, then leaned over like vomiting, and left as if avoiding the plague. He leaned on the mahogany railing of the dance floor, posing in a pose that he thought was handsome. He gave this state a decent look. The name is intermittent mental depression. He has no purpose and no feelings. He just stays there just to stay, letting the dancers sway affectionately. Compared with the literary and artistic person behind him, he prefers substantial things, like the omnipotent Gold coins, sexy women's butts, or exciting things like free hunting.

While he was in a trance, the ajar door of the tavern was gently pushed open, and two inconspicuous characters came in. They were wearing half-new pastoral robes, and their faces were covered by white gauze.No matter when or where, only a fool would mess with something related to the Holy See, whether it was true or false.

But in a tavern filled with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes, it seemed to be a different story. Just as the two priests stood up, a big hand covered with thick hair suddenly stretched out. What is ironic is that before they succeeded, The drunkard was interrupted midway, or rather he was cast under a spell. His knees suddenly came together, his center of gravity moved forward, and he fell to his knees, like a pug begging for alms.

Amidst the laughter, the strong man who was teased was extremely angry and roared repeatedly, but he could not find the real culprit who was toying with him.

Li Hao glanced sideways at the corner just now. Several weak fluorescent lights quickly disappeared, and the outline of the beautiful young man slowly faded into darkness.

The priests ignored the rude drunkard and walked upstairs. Li Hao used a clumsy technique to perform an equally clumsy priestly salute. Although he was a staunch atheist, the others were also ridiculous. They all followed suit.

"Master Li Hao, you seem to be particularly happy today. Is it my honor to share it with you?"

"If you can use your mouth more when working, I would be happy to share it with you." Li Hao frowned and said angrily.

"Giggle... My dear, there is a bottom line in any profession..." The woman's laughter was very professional and charming.

"There is no bottom line for any profession in front of gold coins."

After Li Hao finished speaking, he turned and left. He had always believed that this kind of woman's profession was a very hard one. Not only did she have to sacrifice her youth, but she also had to have a good psychological quality. Compared with the damn magicians, she was definitely better than the damn magicians. Next he heard an interesting conversation at the next table,

"Have you heard that the Kingdom of Kot has been destroyed? Princess Emil led the remaining knights to escape by chance, while King Kot's life or death is uncertain. This is really worrying."

"Retribution, God will not spare any dictator, even if their nature is good."

"Old man, your idea is a bit extreme. I was lucky enough to go to that ancient city. The streets there are very clean. The citizens abide by the law. Even the troops stationed in the city are eager to help you."

"Haha, good old man drinking in the bar, politics is the most nonsense thing in the world. Whatever you say it is, it is what it is. There is no reason to explain it."

"It seems that the mercenary guild tomorrow will be quite lively."

Twilight Tavern, a guest room on the second floor.

The priest no longer exists. Standing in front of the window is a delicately sculpted girl. Her skin is like fine gold velvet, but there is melancholy in her eyes.

"Emil, let's rest here for one night and leave at dawn to avoid General White's worries. The secret message he sent mentioned that this is a democratic and independent town. Because it is close to the Mogula Mountains, It has gathered a large number of mercenaries and grassroots workers, and has its own mercenary guild with a scale level of E, which is very rare."

Smiler, who was washing her face with warm water, said calmly, looking up from time to time to look at the thoughtful Emil, and then said: "Keep your heart in your stomach, those idiots sent by Mes City have been lured away and attacked by General White. Kill, the Beast Emperor’s eyesight is very clever, and he would not have realized that we are hiding in the most dangerous place. Now is the time to enjoy the late night snack, not to regret the spring and autumn.”

Emil closed the window and looked at the fresh cheese and toast brought by the waiter. He had no appetite and said casually: "The person who helped us just now must be a miscellaneous magician, and he even does a child's play like leg locking."

Smeer wiped her face, looked in the mirror, and murmured: "Sometimes, the most basic things are the most useful. Oh, do you think those bastards in Mes City will spread the bounty order to the whole world?" In this small town, if that’s true, wouldn’t we have jumped into the dragon’s den?”

Emil coughed twice, his expression looked very stable, and said disdainfully: "Is it just based on those wine bags and rice bags just now?"

Simier was a little speechless, so she could only bury her head in eating as if laughing at herself. After all, the royal blood flowing in her body was not the most orthodox kind.

....

three days ago.

"Your Royal Highness, the Knights of the Guards are ordered to protect your safety. Please cooperate!"

On the podium in the central square of the Kingdom of Kote, knights in black helmets and iron horses holding spears surrounded the girl with her sword unsheathed. A few kilometers behind them were the mottled city walls that were constantly bombarded by catapults. Suddenly, The invasion has left this recognized city of peace devastated.