I'm playing mud in Western Fantasy

On the day when Earl Ruby led the army to the land of chaos, all entertainment activities in Ruibi City stopped. Han tidied his own and even put a flower in his breast pocket.

The red armor of the army of Ruibi walked in front, followed by the knights sent by the king in blue armor.Earl Ruby rode at the forefront on horseback, his red veil hat hanging down to hide his face from the sun.

Bright red roses bloomed on the white armor, and together with the red rapier on his waist, they were dazzling in the sun.

On the streets that had always been noisy, only the sound of horseshoes and weapons being dragged on the ground could be heard. The residents of Ruibi City followed the earl's army to the city gate and watched their patrons leave the city.

I don't know who was the first to call out to the Earl, and then the voice of praying for the goddess to protect the Earl's victory sounded. The women raised their skirts and saluted respectfully, and the men bent down with their hands on their chests, until the last person from Ruibi City After the soldiers stepped out of the city gate, they stopped their farewell and scattered away.

Rose petals fell from the city, red rain fell on the earl, the poet hiding in the dark suddenly laughed, and the harp in his hand began to play music.

The mourning from his fingertips made his expression sad, and his eyes gradually became sharper as he looked towards the earl who was gradually approaching him.

"A beauty like a rose should be buried among flowers." The poet finished playing the last note to express his inner regret.

He walked towards the earl's army with his piano in his hand.While walking, he blessed the beauty of the goddess loudly, and prayed that the war would be far away from the people.

The moment he passed by the troops, white lightning flashed past, heading towards the earl on the white horse.

The red gauze hat fell to the ground, accompanied by strands of white hair, but the expected blood did not gradually stain the count's face. The red rapier was held by Roland in his hand, and the white lightning was opened by him, and the ground beside him was already scorched.

"I warned you." Roland turned his horse's head to look at the ragged bard. Although the hood covered his face, he could see the corner of his smiling mouth.

"Ugly assassination." Roland shook his head slowly, the glare of the sun made him squint his eyes slightly, and his reddish pupils were filled with displeasure: "You broke my hat."

The poet rushed towards the earl on the horse, but disappeared again in the air. A voice came from behind Roland: "Dear Lord Earl, please remember my name, Windsor."

White flashes gathered in the poet's hands, illuminating Roland's shadow: "A good swordsman should know the name of the man who killed him."

Red and white collided, and the red rapier drawn from Roland's left hand blocked the fatal blow from behind.The beautiful Earl turned his head and looked into those slightly surprised eyes.

"But a good swordsman will never remember the name of the soul under the sword."

The red sword shadow was accompanied by blood, the wooden piano body broke, and the bard was repelled. He looked at the arrogant nobleman and suddenly laughed: "Excellent swordsmanship, then see you next time, Lord Earl."

His figure disappeared again before landing, leaving only blood left behind.

The steward rode forward, picked up the red gauze cap and handed it to the count.The fair face was covered again, and Roland wiped his rapier and said lightly: "You still run away."

"Do you need to send someone to track it down?"

Roland shook his head: "No, he will come again."

A voice suddenly sounded from the army behind him: "That's the assassin sent by the land of chaos!" The uproar suddenly sounded, making the earl frown.

He threw the blood-stained handkerchief to the housekeeper: "Quiet the talkative."

"Yes."

"Don't kill people, after all, they are the first gift I brought to His Majesty." Roland smiled and looked in the direction of the chaotic land: "And the assassin just now, I like his hair, I should take it off as a collection. "

The army moved forward again, and the news of Ruby's departure and failed assassination had already reached Luth XV's desk.The exquisitely made teacup was smashed again, and the eyes of the saint sitting aside were full of disapproval.

"Your Majesty, you need to calm down."

A gentle spell fell on the king, and the saint withdrew the scepter in her hand, and said softly: "From the very beginning, I told Your Majesty that the assassination would not be successful. The excellent swordsman of the Ruibi family can become the existence of the emperor's knight commander." , Even if they hide in the edge of Ruibi City, they will not give up practicing their swordsmanship."

"That's the best assassin. He once took off the head of the king of Haiyun Kingdom. He..."

The saint's scepter slammed on the ground: "Then he can also take off your head. If Roland Ruby spends enough money, then his next target is Your Majesty."

Lu Siwu paused and messed up his hair: "This is impossible! Even an assassin has an oath, and he swore to me that he would take it away..."

"Your Majesty, calm down." Luciferia walked to his side, put her hand on the top of his head, and cast comforting spells one after another.The saint's gentle voice echoed in the room: "The goddess will protect you."

"Will the goddess blame me?" The young king raised his head, his blue eyes sparkling.He held the saint's wrist instead and knelt on the ground with one leg.

"Will the goddess give me help? Will she forgive my stupid behavior?" The king began to regret his impulse, holding the necklace of the Four Seasons Temple from his pocket and praying for the goddess' forgiveness.

Lucifera watched his movements, and the smile under the veil became more gentle: "The goddess will help you, Your Majesty. She will not want to see her most loyal believer sad."

The letter paper spread out on the table not only contained the news of failure, among the great nobles who owned territories, only the Rubi nobles were lucky enough, and the rest of the assassinations all ended in success.

The king's army took the goddess sent by the central temple to each fiefdom to take back the rights of the nobles. Even their heirs could not resist the dual orders from the temple and the royal family.

To continue to resist and wait for them is only blood and weapons. The 500 years of peace have allowed the nobles to indulge in fine wine and dances.

The young king calmed down and sent more troops to the chaotic land again.No longer stopping at Ruibi City, the soldiers will leave from the teleportation array of the temple and directly arrive at the temple in the land of chaos.

"I have never met the priest in the land of chaos. I heard that he is a gentle person." The saint smiled: "He will not want to see the people under his protection injured. As long as they hand over King Saul, everything It will all be peaceful.”

The king looked at the map, and the chaotic land circled in red ink was at the junction.

"I heard that the priest built a city in the land of chaos, and I will send an attendant to manage it. Let the city of chaos become a port for trading with elves and dwarves. If you have the help of elves and dwarves, then the remaining two countries... "

Lucifera looked at the king whose eyes were shining again, smiled and said softly, "The goddess will bless you, Your Majesty."

The goddess protected King Saul, so she protected the royal family of Luth who believed in her.History should stay in the pages of the past, and don't try to open a new chapter.Lucifera felt the half-godhead gradually formed in her body, the power gradually gushed out, and the desire in her heart was infinitely magnified.

If a goddess can do it, so can she.The old gods should be covered up in history, and now is about to usher in the moment when the new gods will come.

Faint black smoke crawled on the ground, spreading in the shadow of the king's study, dark red eyes peeking out from the darkness, and finally fell on the veiled saint.

"Lucifia..."

The whispers have dissipated, the peeping people have left, but the seeds of greed have been sown, the conspiracy has kicked off, waiting for the development of the plot, pushing the characters to the climax step by step.

A heavy bag of gold coins was placed in the palm of Princess Tina. Feixi endured the heartache and handed over the property he had accumulated from doing tasks for so long, but he still kept a smile on his face: "This is the deposit, Your Highness the Princess."

"When the weapons are delivered to the city of chaos, the supplies and goods you need will be delivered."

The dwarf king looked at the gold coins in the bag and let out a dissatisfied hum: "These gold coins are far from enough."

Fei Xi maintained a superficial smile. The dwarf king had been beeping for a long time, and he was about to lose control of his unicorn arm and wanted to beat him up.

But you can't beat it, and the realm of the three question marks is a realm that you can't touch.If Erin was...

If Erin was...

System: "Tell me, what would you do if he was here?"

Fei Xi paused, and then said, "It's not that good, so what should be."

System: "You just want others to vent your anger on you."

Fei Xi rolled her eyes: "I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Follow Princess Tina to the place where the dwarves forge weapons, and where the furnace that makes the sky red is located.

The huge furnace is only a hundred meters away, and people can feel the suffocating temperature. A craftsman with his upper body naked is waving a giant hammer in his hand, striking the fiery red steel under his hands.

"Forging is a talent engraved in the bones of the dwarves. Even if they understand that these forged weapons can only be piled up on the street like scrap iron, they will not stop."

Princess Tina took out a drawing from her pocket and handed it to Fei Xi: "This is the design drawing of the magic wand, and I will make it for you myself."

The magic wand on the blueprint is inlaid with an earth essence gemstone, and engraved on the wand is the dwarf's blessing spell for the weapon. It is simple and generous without extra decoration.

Just like the simplicity and solidity of the earth represented by the earth element.

"This will be the hardest staff in the world." Tina put the drawing back into her arms.

Fei Xi nodded, but she was a little confused: "Didn't Your Highness bring me here to get the kindling?"

"Fire appears at the last hammer of weapon making. The more refined the weapon, the hotter the fire. The fire produced by the last hammer of the staff is your fire."

Tina took off the crown on her head and threw it aside, picked up her own hammer and walked towards the stove, her brown eyes were illuminated by the fire, like steel taken out of the stove.