That Boss is chasing again

your time? "

If you give him time, Jersey will be fine, and he is willing to give it as much as possible.Jersey was his most precious treasure, and time was of no account.

"He was already healed when I left. As long as he takes good care of his body, there will be no problems. Instead, I want to ask you, what did you do to him!" Brelian pointed to the black thorns on Jersey's body and took a deep breath. He said in a tone, "What did you do, let the remnants of witchcraft spread all over Jersey."

"What did I do?" Prince Will couldn't believe it, he actually asked this question, "All the steps were explained according to when you left, and the result is that my Jersey, my Jersey is getting weaker and weaker !"

"Impossible!" Brilian denied sharply.

"Whether it is possible or not, I will make you pay the price. I will make you suffer as much as my Jersey is." Prince Will looked fiercely at the stunned Knights.

It was only then that the Knights seemed to have received the order, and they all raised their magical weapons.

Yan Qing, who had been on the sidelines, set up a defensive magic to block the knight's weapons, and threw his hand forward, and the knights flew out together with their weapons.

Prince Will was so shaken that he sat on the ground, and he stabilized himself with his hands.

Yanqing walked out of Brillian's protective circle and said to Prince Will: "I didn't wait for you to do it. The deterioration of Prince Jersey's situation is not what we expected. We speculate that he is from the portraits offering rewards all over the capital. Something happened, so I took the risk to break out of the prison and come to the palace to investigate the situation. Now that I have been discovered, no matter whether it is our fault or not, I apologize to you first."

"I'm waiting for you to hear what Prince Jersey has been in contact with since we left. I'm sure that the steps that Bradley told you are correct."

Prince Will looked at Yanqing and said, "He hasn't touched anything. What else do you have to say? Are all the magicians outside dead?" The latter sentence was for the magicians who came outside the house.

The magicians hid outside the door and pushed one by one. After pushing them to the back, they looked at each other, stopped and turned to one side, no one looked at the other, and they pretended not to hear anything.

The white beard who had just gone to say hello to Prince Will couldn't stand it anymore. He poked his head out from behind the door, shaking his beard and said to Prince Will with embarrassment: "We can't beat it."

Just now, they didn't block it in a daze, it was their defense, and it seemed that they didn't use all their strength.

Yanqing glanced at the white beard, and asked Prince Will, "Please allow me to see your brother."

"Not allowed!" Prince Will said with wide eyes, "You are not allowed to touch my Jersey!"

Yanqing showed a little helplessness: "I won't touch it, you can watch from the side, and if I make any changes, you can interrupt me immediately."

"That's not allowed! I don't believe you!" Prince Will picked up the weapon at hand and pointed at Yanqing, as if this would give him some confidence.

"Then how can you agree to it?" Yanqing pulled Brilian, who had accumulated a lot of anger, to take a step back, showing weakness to Prince Will.

Prince Will kicked the knight lying next to him, and ordered: "Go and call those useless magicians in."

It must be an excuse for those bastards to say that they can't beat them, so many people can't beat even one?What else does the royal palace support them for?

Whitebeard led the people in, and the magician behind him shrank his head for fear of being seen by others.

"You," Prince Will pointed at Yanqing, "let them watch," he then pointed to the group of magicians.

Yanqing readily agreed.

When seeing the doctor, Prince Will himself was the closest, and the magicians were pushed to the back by him.

Yanqing gathered natural elements in her hands, and cast spells in several directions, and finally couldn't help but said to Prince Will: "Stay away a little, I'm afraid I will cast magic on you."

"I don't mind," said Prince Will, scorning the magic in his hands.

"But this will affect Prince Jersey." Yanqing said lightly.

Jersey's reputation did work, and Prince Will backed away without a trace, and even gave a "sneer" to show his disdain.

Concentrating, Yanqing searched for the source of the traces of witchcraft on Jersey.

The black thorns spread from the middle of the ribs to all parts of the body, but the root is not at the ribs, but in the heart.

After confirming the location, Yanqing asked Prince Will for instructions: "Can I touch Prince Jersey's heart?"

Prince Will was alert: "What are you trying to do?"

"Someone cast witchcraft on his heart." Yanqing said.

"You mean to open his chest?" Prince Will asked suddenly in a raised voice.

Yanqing shook her head: "No, no, you just need to allow me to touch his chest."

"Only touch!" Prince Will emphasized.

Yanqing nodded, and put her hand on Jersey's heart, the magic element flowed into his heart, walked around and returned to Yanqing's hand.

Frowning, Yanqing repeated the magic spell just now, and was about to call Briliant over when she raised her head when Jersey suddenly opened her eyes.

Two white lights burst out from his pupils and flew right onto Yanqing.

Prince Will lifted Yanqing to look at Jersey, and the magicians rushed forward. In a panic, Yanqing only heard Bradley yelling "Father" in a panic, and other voices were cut off by the darkness that flowed in.

The Dragon, the Rose and the White Heart ([-])

Kester floated beside Hilly, following the hem of his clothes, and he would be spotted if he got too close.

He kept paying attention to Shirley until he heard "Idiot, don't do it yet" in his ear, and then he noticed Jersey's abnormal pupils.

White.

Hilly was stabbed by the two beams of white light, and Will pushed him, and he fell to the ground.

Brilian wanted to go forward to catch him, but how could he let someone else catch Shirley.

Kester hugged Yanqing, and the thoughts from the past jumped out again.Melchior seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with a sneer, "You won't cherish the opportunity even if it's given you."

Without any further hesitation, Kester led Shirley away from the palace in a flash.

Brilian was blocked from the dark element, and watched him take his father away again.Of course he knew who it was.

"Kester!" Brellian biting Kester's name was about to chase him out.

Prince Will held Jersey and shouted at the Knights: "Catch him!" He was obviously referring to Bradley.

After opening his eyes, Jersey fell down again, barely breathing.Prince Will touched his face with trembling hands: "Jersey, Jersey."

his jersey...

Looking resentfully at Brilian, who was suppressed and trapped by the knights and magicians, Prince Will said: "Temporarily put in the prison of the palace, and will be burned at the rose square in three days."

One escaped, and one remained, so the remaining one should bear the responsibility of the two.

In the forest of elves, Amber was about to go to the mother tree for daily prayers. His heart skipped a beat and he had to go back to his palace for divination.

Looking at the results of the divination, he was quite worried, the prince was trapped, where did the king go?It is impossible for the king to leave the prince alone.

No one can tell the whereabouts of the king, not even the mother tree, he can only hope that something happened to the king, otherwise the prince will go crazy.

In short, call people to rescue the prince first.

Amber called an elf to tell the elders stationed in the forest that the prince needed their rescue.

If the group of old guys still lose their temper, he will go and invite out the relics of the previous elf kings. If you don't believe them, they still haven't come.

Putting Shirley lightly on the bed, Kester leaned over to watch him frowning uncomfortably, and stretched out his hands to smooth him.Fingers lingered on his cheeks and lips, Kestu stopped his movements, retracted his hands, turned around and said coldly: "Get lost."

Not paying attention to his bad words, Melchior asked with a smile, "How did you bring him back? I asked you to take his heart, not to take him captive."

"It's not up to you to control what I do."

"I have spent so much effort to help you seal his ability to communicate with nature, so you are wasting it." Melchior smiled and shook his head, "No matter what you miss him, do it as soon as possible. Look, your The dream is coming again, otherwise how can I enter you with the power of light contained in him?"

"Shut up, get out." Kester was straightforward and didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all.

"Oh——" Melchior sighed with a smile, and slowly faded away, "You have to take care of yourself."

No matter how he looked, he didn't look like he was looking forward to his own well-being, so Kester didn't believe his nonsense.

Gathering the dark elements to tightly wrap the temple, Kester's heart was half relieved. He returned to Shirley's side, looked at him for a while, and condensed a simple bracelet to buckle on his left wrist.

Kester rubbed Hilly's left wrist until he couldn't hold it anymore before letting go, and scattered into dark elements into the darkness of the temple.

Yanqing looked at the darkness silently, and after a long time, he called "Xiaoqi".

When there was no response, he called out again: "Xiaoqi."

"Little Seven!"

Seemingly feeling the anger in his voice, Xiao Qi weakly shouted: "Host..."

Yanqing sat up and leaned against the cold bedpost, and asked it: "Who is Kester?"

"Dark God."

Yanqing held the bracelet on her left wrist, trying to break it, "Tell the truth."

Xiao Qi said again: "Brother of the God of Light, the God of Darkness."

"Give you another chance, to be honest."

"...Xiaoqi doesn't know either."

"Another question," Yanqing fiddled with the bracelet, so she began to study its function, "What relationship did I have with him?"

"...The host, you have not confirmed any relationship with him."

Unable to use magic, Yanqing couldn't figure out what this bracelet was for, so he put down his hand and asked Xiaoqi: "Then tell me, when is the fragment I remembered?"