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"Of course we also want to know that there are so many treasures in the black dragon. If we find the black dragon's lair and hire some thieves, I mean adventurers, we can make a lot of money again. Uh, it's for the adventurer industry. contributed."

The people who were looking forward to it were once again poured cold water because of the words of the goblin president, but Arthur hadn't been depressed for a long time, so he raised his caster and looked at the goblin president in front of him:

"Well, please help us prepare, we need the fastest way to enter the palace!"

"The fastest way? Of course, go in through the main entrance." The goblin president in front of him smiled and waved his hand: "Just kidding, when it gets dark at night, I'll find a way to get you in!"

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10 minutes later, the main entrance of Edinburgh Palace.

"Who are you!" The armored soldier yelled loudly at a group of people who approached. Among them was a young man, and the others were girls and little girls, but many of them were wearing armor.

"Sorry, I'm going to start sneaking."

Arthur stretched his shoulders and said so.

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no.745 Captain!The enemy sneaks in!

Passing through the long corridor, the walls on both sides are carved with primitive totems and murals of brave warriors defeating powerful enemies.

The tradition of the Scots began with the original Druid church, but due to the centuries of Roman invasion and the growing strength of neighboring Britain, the culture of Rome and Britain began to increasingly affect the Kingdom of Scotland, and Christianity began to spread in Scotland , and the class of knights and nobles has also begun to be accepted by the upper class.

In Scotland hundreds of years ago, there were no knights, but now, the title of knight in Scotland is awarded to the bravest warrior.

Sir Skele came from one of the earliest families who were awarded the title of knight. His father was a warrior who participated in the war of the three clans 50 years ago. Although Scotland did not send many soldiers to fight head-on, his father also It's just that three goblin scouts were singled out during the transportation of supplies, but this is already quite incredible!Because of this, Sir Skir's father was awarded the Order of Jazz, and was also canonized as a knight. He changed from a civilian soldier to a knight, and from a knight to a palace guard Zhang. Sir Skir's family only It took just 50 years.

That's right, since Sir Skir's father became a noble knight, he began to pay attention to the education of his children. The so-called efforts of three generations can create a nobleman, which shows the importance of education.

In order to make his son a real hunk, instead of a scumbag like himself who relies on luck to get to the top, the old nobleman began to lead various hunk wrestling teams when he was in the womb of the Kid's mother. A competitive competition of strength in front of a man, a real macho must be cultivated from an early age!

For this reason, the old aristocrat even spared no expense in hiring a teacher who was good at Spartan education from Rome, and trained Sir Skir in the direction of a Spartan warrior since he was a child.

The Skids are not just brutally trained from an early age to master mathematics, literature, art and music in order to become free thinkers and spiritually qualified noblemen.

In addition, the harsh Spartan training also made Sir Skir strong and strong, and also allowed Sir Skir to master a wealth of fighting skills. His magic power began to erupt even in his teens. Therefore, it has been valued by the Scottish royal court.

The ancient Spartan education from Rome was quite successful. The 21-year-old Sir Skeleton was officially canonized as a knight and completed the adult ceremony. As for the Spartans who love chicken | rape, child lovers and so on , that is no longer an important matter.

When Sir Skirle became a glorious royal knight under the witness of King Kendrick with a solemn expression, King Kentucky may not know that Sir Skirter in front of him has a penis the size of a coin chrysanthemum.

In any case, Sir Skir is 40 years old now, and he is also the fiercest macho in the entire Scottish royal court.

Everyone called him—Sir the Hunk Skik.

Wearing iron boots and holding a sword, Sir Skir walked quickly through the corridor. Behind him was a group of heavily armed knights. Each of them had explosive muscles. They were pure and authentic muscular men. Bows and arrows, that kind of thing is not needed by macho men, shields, spears, big swords, leather clothes, whips, are standard equipment for macho men.

A soldier rushed towards Sir Skir in a panic, attracting the attention of the two-meter-five hunk.

"What happened? You're so flustered, it's really embarrassing to us Scotland. Get out after you report!"

"Report to the captain! Several people have sneaked in! They have already reached the inner gate!"

The soldier said in a panic.

"How many people? Sneaking?" The [-]-meter-five hunk, Sky, snorted heavily from his nose: "Huh! These thieves are really shameful. How dare they come to Edinburgh Castle, which I guard, with such little stealth skills? Go! Watch me kill these stalkers with one sword!"

In the eyes of the skiers, the matter is very simple. A few stalkers broke into the castle for some reason. Although the motive is not clear, these people have been discovered. You must know that there are [-] elite soldiers in Edinburgh Castle. There are more than a dozen powerful knights in each of the guards, and Sir Skir is the strongest captain among them.

When they walked into the inner gate, the sound of noisy fighting gradually came over. It seemed that these guys were planning to enter the castle, but they were stopped at the gate. They are really stupid thieves who came here during the day Play forward, who do they think they are?Are you talking about a mentor?

"Draw your sword! Soldiers! Let these invaders see what a real battle is!"

Sir Skir's muscles exploded suddenly, and the magic power on his body was filled to the point of overflowing. The effect brought by those muscles was like a hill blocking the door, encouraging the muscular men behind him.

After a neat shout, before they had time to charge, the gate of the inner city of the castle was knocked open.

The five or six-meter-high ornate gate fell down suddenly as if hit by a giant dragon, and slammed heavily in front of Sir Skirle.

In the smoke and dust, a thin figure stood at the forefront holding a small shield, and behind the figure, a man walked in with a long sword in his hand.

And behind the man, several girls followed, including three or four children, and rows of soldiers fell behind the intruders in front of them, all the way here and there.

"Wait, isn't it stealth? Why do these guys look more like they came in directly?!"

Skir asked the soldiers nearby in a panic, but before the soldiers could answer, an arrow flew over and accurately chopped his throat.

An elf wearing a cloak gracefully drew the bow and arrow, and it was frozen there.

"There are only a few enemies! Let's go together! Chop them up!"

Although he felt the danger instinctively, as the chief guard trusted by the King of Scotland, Sir Skir yelled out without hesitation.

And the young intruder in front of him also rushed towards the hunk Sky!

"Well done! Let me show you a real ride..."

Before the guy finished speaking, his voice was already speechless. When he realized it, his head was flying in the sky, and Ermi Duo's body knelt down under the young man's long sword.

The macho Skik, died at the age of forty, by the sword of the stalker.

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