The Black Scepter

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It has been half a month since the attack of the Holy Gabriel Empire.

In this half-month period, the territory owned by Pope Giovanni has quadrupled, and under foreseeable conditions, this situation will continue.

The fanatical jihad army combined with the brutal purgatory beast is a nightmare novel chapter for any country's defense.

In addition to the powerful Byzantine city under the pressure, the Fording strongman broke his wrist and dragged the enemy's attack at the cost of two-thirds of the country's territory; Butija of Sibarice maintained it and nearly fell; Gilman The empire lost its power because of its powerful mage... The Principality of Miga in Isingle directly became the "granary" of the sacred Gabriel empire, where the abundant supplies provided the Jihad with more adequate supplies and began to transport to the Byzantine troops.

In the north, Nale was defeated and completely destroyed.

In general, in the face of this invasion of the Holy Gabriel Empire, only the far-reaching Kaslandi and Ingeway of the mainland countries have not been affected too much, retaining their national power, and the rest have suffered unimaginably huge trauma .

But looking at the mainland, if Byzantium was not conquered as it should be, then the territory of Count Lampard and Fording Christina is unscathed...it can be said to surprise most people with unknown circumstances.

Rumors and rumors spread in various pubs in various countries. Some people say that there is a blessed place, and the evil army of purgatory dare not dare to approach, so the sacred Gabriel empire cannot touch it; others say that Lampard’s soldiers are one by one. The wolf resembles a tiger fiercely and abnormally, several of the purgatory attacks were simply not found by them, and they finally retired to give up; some even described a seven-headed dragon spraying a fireball in the sky, adding the sacred Gabriel. The scene of the team's **** urinating...

Anyway, no matter how people think about it, the famous name of the Lampard lord "Mophis" began to spread widely on the mainland. At first, many people felt familiar, and then gradually came to think of the huge Byzantine contest... and The well-known "Dragon Knight" is known.

After the two names were superimposed, everyone was in an uproar, and with some unexpected sighs, they began to say that this was the right thing. Of course, then the mood of the civilians began to change, and gradually began to think "Why Dragon Knight Didn't help his motherland Byzantium resist foreign enemies?"

A series of excavations followed, and the truth about Murphy’s punishment for "treason", "blasphemy" and "heretics" was finally revealed, and it also caused a heated discussion, so that the bard who had good deeds took this The "Legendary Experience" of the Dragon Knight and the "Vampire Queen" has been interpreted as a long-form word-of-mouth book, all day long in the streets...

Now the civilians in the streets of Constantine are familiar with Murphy's deeds, and even many people occasionally look up at the sky, wondering if they can see the heroic style of the dragon knight...

In front of the Inquisition, Lilith looked up slightly, staring at the slightly dazzling sunlight, tightening her cloak, and stepped onto the royal carriage of the Langinus family.

Her ear was still echoing Deco’s crazy howling... Lilith was hard to believe that after the handsome aristocrat was taken to the Inquisition by Aquinas, she was as skinny as a wood after a month, not an adult... Thinking of this, Her heart was a little unbearable, but remembering the disaster that Deco might cause, she finally sighed and lay back quietly, closing her eyes on the soft cushion.

"Nothing...nothing...Would you rather be a stray dog ​​for those purgatory demons?"

She was a little upset. Deco was a human being, and she should not be confused with those purgatory creatures anymore, but until this day she finally began to change human beings. Sometimes, it was indeed more disgusting than the purgatory demon.

Today’s Byzantium is not optimistic. Constantine has now begun a full curfew. The nobles understand that Edward III is under pressure. As the prince’s daughter, Lilith wanted to be on the battlefield with stubbornness, but in the end hesitated for a long time. This request was not made to his father.

Because she promised to Murphy, she would not go on the battlefield to take risks.

The people on the street are much rarer than before. The carriage passed the Duke of Windsor House in the Nobel District as usual, and she habitually lifted up the carriage curtain and looked at the door of the mansion not far away, hoping to see that The familiar figure in the impression, but the front of the cold door is as empty as before.

Lilith's heart was a bit sour. The "scarlet hero" in the eyes of others was far less strong than usual. The legs under her skirt curled up. Lilith hugged her knees helplessly, staring at the shaking curtain in a daze.

But it didn't take long for the original carriage to suddenly slow down and stopped slowly.

The driver's voice stammered outside: "Miss Lilith...Ai...Duke Azshara and a Duke...Master Duke seems to have something to talk to you about."

Azshara?

In Lilith's mind appeared the lonely woman who always stood in a cold robe and always stood in the corner of the banquet hall. It's strange why she appeared here... and she is more puzzled why there is another "Duke"?

No other nobleman in Byzantium would take the initiative to approach Azshara. Even the Duke level had never heard of it. She frowned and rose, gently pushed open the wooden carriage door and stepped down.

Stretching her hands to sort out some loose hair, the first thing she saw was Azshara, which was indistinguishable from her impression. The appearance of Duke Solomon in a purple dress was still beautiful, but the figure seemed to be thinner. Instinct greeted: "Master Duke, see you in a few days, I"

His eyes turned slightly, but Lilith's footsteps suddenly stopped at the next moment.

The guy standing next to Azshara was wearing a red velvet jacket for formal occasions, with a slender figure and a calm temperament, wearing a crown on his head that would only be present when a prince was present. The eight red gold leaves inlaid on it symbolized Byzantine The highest noble duke, but unlike the ordinary duke, there is also a beautifully cut ruby ​​in the middle of the crown, which makes people involuntarily think... this should be the ornament that the king will wear.

It's just that when Lilith's eyes moved to the duke's face, she covered her mouth involuntarily... The **** thinking day and night was smiling at herself, leaving her completely stunned for a while, thinking she was Is dreaming.

Immediately thereafter, tears filled Lilith's eyes unconsciously.

Duke Azshara shrugged slightly and took a step back, giving the stage to the young man in front of him. And Murphy, who was still talking to her about the war, nodded with a wry smile, then walked in front of Lilith and opened her arms: "For a long time."

"Boo!"

Lilith took a punch in the chest, Murphy grinned, and hadn't had time to say anything. The girl who had fought hard for the first time and fell into his arms...

No one could support this punch, but Murphy seemed to carelessly hug the kingdom knight in his arms, listening to the sobbing she finally failed to suppress, whispering: "It looks like …I haven’t left for too long?”

"You! This! This! Damn! Egg!"

The luxurious dress was wet with Lilith's tears. Lilith's words fell with rain-like fists, and the long-settled emotion finally vented, and it gradually stopped until five minutes later. When she opened her eyes and found that Duke Azsala was still standing aside, she remembered that she was on the street in front of the Duke of Windsor's palace, her cheeks could not help turning red instantly, and she suddenly lost her courage...

She wiped tears desperately and whispered: "I... Duke Azshara, actually I..."

"I don't mind," Duke Azshara smiled a little reluctantly, "Okay, I've finished talking to him and I, and you two should be good old."

In spite of that, the faint sorrow in the corner of Lord Duke’s eyes was obvious, and Murphy nodded as if he hadn’t seen it, and replied: "The specific details may have to be discussed with you. After all, your majesty in this respect It will also be pushed over your head... I will go to the Duke of Solomon's Palace at night, I hope you will have time."

"Of course... I don't lack time."

Duke Azsara was slightly startled, and then there was a burst of joy between the eyebrows, although it was very light, but Lilith saw it clearly.

The black Duke's Palace carriage appeared ghostly behind Azshara. She saluted gracefully and turned to board the carriage and leave. The sound of the horseshoe was not far away, Lilith looked at Murphy with a grieving look, and the latter asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

"That's the famous cold beauty of the empire... hum!"

Her cheerful personality has nothing to say about her speeches, but she has no scruples in her speeches, but at this time the contrast between the image of Ehhua with rain and her previous quietness in front of the upper nobility is so large that the sight of the driver beside him has become strange.

"Don't guess, I have something to do with her." Murphy couldn't help crying, but couldn't help comforting the lord who had just wiped her tears and didn't forget to be jealous.

"Yeah, if there is no business, you will not find me at all, right... I am here every day."

Not wanting to let Murphy know that he was thinking about him every day, Lilith shut her mouth a little blushing.

"The matter is related to the Byzantine wars. Of course, it must be put in front. It is not time to relax." Although Murphy said seriously, the words were very relaxed, and Lilis felt that he was in The reason is to coax myself...Of course, this lord does not really care about anything. From the military camp, she has more temperament than ordinary women, so at this time she reached out and pulled the sleeve of Murphys, directly Towed towards his carriage "Is there no business right now? My father would like to see you, go with me to the Prince's Mansion."

"Uh... I seem to have just been in Mullenthal and Prince Hades yesterday"

Murphy didn't finish, but he laughed. It was not a good idea to expose a girl's lies. Looking at Lilith's red ears, he shook his head helplessly, coughed twice, and took a few steps forward. I didn’t pay much attention to women’s priority. I boarded the carriage and entered the carriage, sitting on the cushion with a buttock: “Oh yeah… remembered, Lord Prince seems to have rushed back to Constantine last night. I’m going to He meets."

Lilith, who was following, sat across from Murphys, and for a moment he was too shy to look up.

The nobles of Constantine actually still talk about "preservation". The lord of the court was so hot that he dragged Murphy away at the door of the Duke of Windsor. In case it was seen by someone with heart, it was estimated that this gossip Will soon become popular in the aristocracy...

But what about the popularity? Lilith sneered~www.wuxiaspot.com~I wish others would treat her and Murphy as a pair. The ladies who knew the tongue all day long knew how handsome and handsome it was to discuss the "Dragon Knight"... where Know that you have dragged the "Dragon Knight" back to the Prince's Mansion now? If you take advantage of it...

"What do you want?"

Murphy looked at Lilith with a shy look first, then a smirk, and thought she was irritated. She stretched her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, making the head of the prince full of messy thoughts fierce. Recovered.

"Uh? Nothing... that's... that's right, how did you become a Duke... Ah! Is Duke Akar him?"

Her face changed suddenly, and when she remembered the rules of the Byzantine "hereditary" Duke, Lilith immediately thought of the death of Duke Akar, the possibility of hereditary title to Murphy...

"Father has always been in good health, don't worry." Murphy reached out and took off the slightly fancy crown, rubbing his fingertips with gold leaves and rubies representing the highest knighthood, and whispered: "Something is abrupt, there should be no one. Let me tell you, let’s talk briefly. This morning, Lampard was recognized as the Principality by Edward III, and I..."

"Then became the first Principality of Lampard... Grand Duke."