Before he was crowned king II

The iron gates of the orc barracks were closed.The soldiers in the watchtower were lying on the fence, holding half-open bows and arrows in their hands.

A bullet had pierced his skull, and Tisiphon Salfeld stood a hundred yards away on level ground with his sidearm raised.

Baron Roy chanted a spell, and the fire gradually climbed up the defensive stakes of the barracks.

The flames burned the iron-dry wood, which is famous for its hardness, and the dark brown bark fell off layer by layer, emitting a pungent burnt smell.

"It's all a product of the old times, and this place is as backward as ever." Tisifeng took the document from Baron Roy and tore apart the paper that once meant peace.

She let go of her hand, and those sparse shreds of paper were blown away by a gust of wind.

"Even if we go back 100 years, the rough and savage suborcs can't catch up with the great empire."

Baron Roy withdrew his arm, "They are afraid of magic,? They don't even have the courage to resist."

"It seems that the time of the war can be shortened." Tisifeng rode his horse and ran towards the tall wooden pile surrounded by flames, his fingertips lingering with flashes of lightning.

"Initiate an attack!" Baron Roy raised his arms high and roared at the soldiers behind him.

The sky darkened without warning, and snow-blue magic circle patterns emerged above the dark clouds.

Advanced magic can breed incomparably astonishing power, and even affect the surrounding environment to a certain extent.

Before the soldiers rushed down the hillside, accompanied by a deafening bang, a terrifying thunderstorm fell on the orc barracks, and countless lightning strikes knocked down the burning outer wall, completely turning it into ashes.

The thunder and lightning did not stop immediately, and the orc barracks fell into panic and chaos. The male sub-orcs held on to the iron tools they usually cultivated, and looked up at the "angry" sky, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

"What? The outer defense has been breached! How long have you lasted!" Private Evan rushed out of the tent, raising his arms to block the dazzling thunder.

In the midst of flickering, he vaguely saw a silhouette of a woman, with long hair curling like a water snake, her slender arms waving a long sword, like dancing with a powerful rhythm, mercilessly splitting the fleshy body behind her that was far stronger than herself .

"Witch! Tisiphon! The Spear of the Empire!" Private Evan showed his ferocious fangs, unable to bear Tisiphon's constant beheading of his own clan, "Kill you!"

"Don't get close to the sir! Beast!" Baron Roy drew out his long sword to meet the furious sub-orc man.

"Go away!" Evan roared, and his sharp claws directly broke the blade into several sections.Baron Roy let go of the hilt of his sword, and stepped back unconsciously.

"Crazy sub-orc man." Tisifeng narrowed his eyes slightly and ordered, "Stand back, Roy!"

"Sir, be careful!" The berserk Evan had already rushed towards Tisifeng.

Tisifeng stood motionless on the spot, staring at the movements of the orc man.When Evan's sharp fangs were about to cut through her tight skin, an extremely intense thunder burst from the gap between the two of them, stabbing the red eyes of the beast. Evan's movements froze and he lost his target for a short time vision.

Tisifeng took a sudden step to the side, leaning down quickly, holding the hilt of the sword with his backhand and lifting it up, precisely cutting open the bulging muscles on Evan's arm.

"Ah!" Evan let out a tragic cry, and his trance vision began to recover.

Tisifeng's movements did not stop. As a woman, her strength may not be her strong point, but she has absolutely rich experience in killing prey.

She held the long sword with both hands and pounced like a leopard.She deftly avoided the sub-orc man's random attack, leaving bright red scars on the opponent's body with the blade.

It wasn't until Evan was too exhausted to hold on that she gathered her strength and swung her sword through Evan's chest.

With a bang, the heavy body with the long sword slammed hard on the ground.

The clouds cleared and the sun returned.

Tisiphon drew his sword and stepped firmly on Evan's back.

"You are not injured, are you?" Baron Roy approached worriedly.

"Is he dead?" Tisifeng didn't answer, but looked at Evan who fell to the ground.

"Passed out, sir. He's not dead." A soldier ran up to check on the situation.

"Madness is an ability possessed by only a few sub-beasts. Before he dies, he can exert more value."

Tisifeng thought for a while and said, "Inject him with medicine and escort him back to the rear. Those old nobles in the capital probably haven't seen real beasts yet. Let them see what the soldiers of the empire are fighting with!"

"Sir, this camp is under our control." Another soldier came to report.

"This is the end of the first battle." Baron Roy looked at Tisifeng, "The process is much faster than I expected."

"They knew we were coming, and most of the troops withdrew." Tisifeng said lightly, "This is what they sent to us."

"What the hell are the sub-orcs thinking? Could it be a conspiracy... Could it be related to the Chenxing messenger?" Baron Roy frowned.

"Since it's delivered to our mouths, we'll eat it. If this continues, the guy who claims to be an angel will definitely show up again."

Tisifeng put his sword back into its sheath, "At that time, I will definitely pay for what he did before."

She turned around firmly, "Now, this place belongs to the glorious Saint Via! Everyone clear this area."

"Yes! Sir!" shouted the soldiers, raising their weapons.

At this time, someone rode a horse and left the orc barracks that had been turned into ruins in an instant, and ran wildly with the news of Saint Via's first victory.

Five days later, the imperial capital, Saint Via Palace.

There is a lake on the west side of the junction of the first courtyard and the second courtyard. The clear blue lake is as clean as the shy and affectionate eyes of a girl, and the gentle ripples are pleasing to the eye.Sean stood under the poplar grove by the lake, looking at the figure swimming on the water.

The silver-haired man stretched out his long, muscular arms, and splashed irregular water to both sides at a certain rhythm.

He also only recently learned about the "multi-talented" Mars Palace, and it turns out that he still has a hidden hobby of swimming in summer.

"Aren't you coming down?" Mars floated on the water, "Swimming is cool, you'll like it."

"I can't swim, Your Highness." Sean declined.

"It's okay, I'm here. I promise you won't choke into the water." Mars continued trying to persuade the man on the shore to get into the water.

"Forget it, Your Highness. It's better for me to wait for you on the shore." Sean joked, "If something happens to you, I can still call for help."

"I have been in the sea since I was very young. For me, swimming is the same as walking on the ground. There is no difference."

Mars raised his head and swam near Sean, "Wait, I see, don't you believe in my swimming skills?"

"You swim well, anyone can see that." Sean bent down and looked into Mars's eyes.

"Then why don't you come with me?" Mars shrugged.

"I just don't like getting my clothes wet," Sean said gently. "It's uncomfortable to stick to."

"You can take it off...well, forget it, I will show you an interesting show."

Mars didn't continue to force Sean, "This is what a captain taught me. I can dive to the bottom of a deep lake and then swim up."

"Really?" Sean paused, "But it sounds a little dangerous."

"Wait for me." Mars raised his eyebrows, and then he stuck his head into the lake and disappeared.

"His Royal Highness Mars?" Sean frowned as he looked at the lake without waves.

99, one hundred, one hundred and one...

Ever since Mars said that he was going to dive, Sean had been silently counting the time like a clock in his heart.

This is a reminder just in case, because the average person can hold their breath in the water for more than two minutes at most.

However, when Sean counted to one hundred and thirteen, there was still no fluctuation on the lake surface, and Prince Mars hadn't come out of the water yet.

"His Royal Highness Mars!" Sean didn't get any response.

130 five.

The time is too long.Sean stood up slowly, his expression becoming dignified.

140 II.

The prince who claims to be omnipotent will not encounter any problems underwater.Sean took off his school uniform jacket.

When the count reached 150, Sean scanned the empty surroundings, unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, took a deep breath, and jumped into the lake.

Under the beautiful lake is a dark and dead space, where the sun cannot reach.

After waiting to adapt to the underwater environment, Sean opened his eyes with some difficulty and began to search for Mars.

It's too bad, if something happens to Mars, then his current identity will come to an end.

Sean deliberately controlled his breathing. His water skills were actually mediocre, and he was not as proficient as Mars.

As for the so-called diving, he couldn't do it...Suddenly Sean stopped, and K felt something wrapped around his arms.

He held his breath tightly, the cold water was already robbing him of his body temperature.Is he going to die in the lake in the palace this time?

Totally unexpected situation.If Prince Mars drowned, even if he was rescued by Herrell, he would face an unsolvable death situation.

I should have known that Mars should not have been allowed to swim——

A strong force pushed him out of the water. Sean opened his mouth and took a strong breath. He looked at his arm, only to realize that it was another person's hand that was wrapped around him.

"Are you crazy? Jump off yourself! Didn't you say you can't swim?"

Sean slowly raised his head, and saw a flushed face, with wet silver hair sticking messily to both sides of the forehead, and the person opposite him was as embarrassed as a dog in the water.

"You are the one who is really crazy." Sean calmed down, staring into the other person's eyes and said seriously.

"What did you say?" It was probably the first time he heard his attendant say such "disrespectful" words, and Mars was stunned for a moment.

感谢在2021-03-08?23:47:28-2021-03-10?00:14:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: yuki? 1;

Xingxin, 16021023, Weilan? 1;

Zero night bullying? 15 bottles;

Half Tang? 5 bottles;