The Black Scepter

Second, ask for a red ticket.

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"Oh."

Murphys seemed to have little interest and nodded, sitting in the chair near the window, still fascinated. For a long time, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Is she a royal?"

"Prince Hades' daughter."

Hiddink seemed to have waited for Murphy to ask this sentence, reaching for Corvin a bottle of ointment, which was thrown to the fat man whose back wound had not healed, and the other three in the dormitory turned their heads to look at Murphy, Seems to be waiting for Murphy's expression after hearing the news.

"Prince Hades... Army commander Hades Prince Langinus?"

Murphy took a breath in his heart. It was definitely the family with the fewest statements and the most thrilling content in the "Heraldic History"-Langkinus. This royal family had more than just the surname of the Byzantine empire. Prince Hades is one of the most powerful knights recognized by Byzantium in the past century, nicknamed "Blood Knight"-because the army led by the army commander has more than 10,000 dead souls under the iron hoof.

He is recognized by the empire as the **** of killing, and the four words of unmatched blood are well deserved. Whenever anyone mentions him, there is always more fear than respect.

Hiddink nodded and said, "Lilith Langinus, no one on campus will mention this name. She will hide when she sees her. Although she is strong, but to be honest, Boozer will not necessarily lose if she fights hard. , But because her dad was so overbearing, no one dared to touch the mold."

"So it turns out."

Murphy exhaled and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

This really made him a little difficult to ride a tiger. As an orthodox heir to a large aristocracy and an ancient big family with many empire, his backstage is not generally tough, and this provokes a harder than Windsor. Prince-level family, think about it, I feel a little sorry for the father who has worked hard to arrange himself here.

Guilt, this emotion made Murphy feel like an ant.

But what about it?

Difficulties that had not been encountered in the jungle made Murphy feel a little frowning. He rubbed his cheek hard and looked at the three roommates who were about to go out for dinner. "I'll take a break first, and I won't eat."

The three didn't notice anything, and they hadn't understood Murphy's temper just two days after they had known each other. Only when he had a habit of not eating lunch, turned around and left.

Murphys was not anxious or fearful, but simply felt that he needed a quiet environment to think about the choices he needed to make right now, took out the Phoenix Wood Wand, and flashed at the tip of the stick, and Murphys was slightly fascinated, then Decided.

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The atmosphere in the cafeteria seems a bit strange today.

The simple stone structure, the roof does not have the dome murals like the canteen of Tarrens College, nor the magnificent and luxurious floor. The students' diet has only one characteristic: rough. There is no limit to the supply of rye bread, and it’s okay to eat it, but the meat is not much. Most of it is cured meat. It’s not that the college has no money to provide students with enough food, but the college arranges it regularly-good nutrition Meals often appear before the field training, because they are all nobles, so the college never gets used to this group of people who have appetite.

It's just that at this moment, the nobles who ate black bread in the canteen were talking about something, but they didn't eat as quickly as they usually would. They hurried off, and they glanced around from time to time. At the entrance of the canteen, the strong and domineering figure never appeared.

For the first time in history, this group of students ate a meal with peace of mind. Although it was still coarse grains and salty, life-threatening bacon, it was obviously not only Boozer who felt that the meal was incredibly sweet.

After the lunch break, Murphy appeared again on the school grounds with a gun station. No one would put the new student who was slightly famous because of a fight with the instructor in front of him and the legendary character who spread all over the campus at once. ——Because the course of “History of the Knight System” is too unpopular, the students who go there to take classes are basically seniors and those at the end of the school, and this group of people is too far away from the seventh company. Far away, Murphys did not disclose his name. After seeing Lilith being knocked down, the group of people basically focused their eyes on this proud girl. When he remembered the originator of this farce, Murphys had It ran away.

So this afternoon, Murphy looked the same as usual, but used a different way of holding a gun to complete the task under the instructor's default eyes that had been hinted by Brown until the end of the sunset.

At sunset, Murphy, who had not eaten for a day, did not go to the cafeteria with three roommates to prepare the expected "carnival", but took a different path-a hut that is very different from the stone building of the Cavalier Academy dormitory , That is, Lilith's residence that Murphy asked from instructor Brown today.

In short, Brown knew that this guy was not too surprised when he beat Lilith, but seriously gave him a thumbs up, no more nonsense.

The night was slightly cool, and Murphy looked at the room with a little light in front of him, and the hand holding the hilt was slightly tight.

Would you rush out a group of family knights to chop themselves into mince?

For the first time, Murphy felt the pressure brought by this big family. In the past, he was the only one who came to suppress others. He never thought that he had to face alone at this moment. He finally understood that-most of the time, a loud name It's too useful to use the so-called personal strength.

What kind of meeting will it be?

The Baroque stone house has a distinctive style. Murphy stood at the door, raised his hand, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door decisively.

After a while, the door opened.

Lifting his head, the heir of the Windsor family was stunned for a moment-in front of him was a strong mountain man, about forty years old, the face was not fierce, and there was not too much momentum, but it reminded Murphy of the first With the old guy Tang Jidi de, his brown hair was well-organized, and the pattern of the dark coat was not complicated, but it was valuable.

There is no badge on the chest, and there are only metal fasteners on the leather boots all over the body. It is dim and low-key, as if this is the most obvious characteristic of the man in front of him.

The voice is mellow, without joy and sorrow.

"I will apologize to Miss Lilith."

Murphy didn't do any aristocratic rituals, nor flattered or stiff smiles, but nodded slightly in the face of this man's problem and said his purpose here.

The guy standing in front of the door didn't ask any more, and took a step back, very happy: "Come in."

Murphy looked around, and felt that the man in front of him seemed to invisibly bring a sullen atmosphere to the house, very lonely and deserted.

Entering the stone house, there is no sense of luxury. The interior decoration is basically the same level as the dormitory where Murphy lives, but there are only a few more personal items-a small living room, a bedroom with a closed door, and a dark In the storage room, the items are slightly messy, and even inferior to her own dormitory. This is the pattern of Lilith's house.

On the wall are two long swords like collectibles, and the only desk is placed with Byzantine popular poetry essays and picture books, basically related to knights, a set of custom Milan heavy armor placed on the side stand There is no dust on it, it can be seen that it is often wiped, and the marks of the cup are very old, as are several feather pens.

The man who had turned around and walked back into the room was sitting casually on a chair in front of the fireplace in the living room. The pressed wooden chair squeaked loudly. Murphy did not sit casually, but just stood there quietly.

"Today you hurt her."

Affirmative, not doubtful, the man whose gaze stayed at the fireplace jumping out of the fire did not return his voice.

"Yes."

"You apologize for this?"

"I wouldn't say anything nonsense first, but I was a little angry at the time, and I started to do it." Murphy shrugged without fear. "I didn't apologize for beating her, I apologized for being too heavy." ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ These words made the middle-aged man sitting in front of the fireplace raise his head slowly, but his eyes remained on the flame. He took a deep breath and seemed to be thinking about something, softly: "She I haven't been beaten in this life, and even my father hasn't touched it. "

father?

Murphy confirmed the role of the person in front of him, and the Empire was ranked as the top strongman of the Roundtable Knight Council-Prince Hades!

However, the ruthless man depicted in the "Heraldic" did not have the madness or cold-blooded temperament in his imagination. I don't know what the reason is. Murphy suddenly felt that the person in front of him and Don Quixote might be the same kind. Man-is the kind of old guy who returns to the original after the extreme strength.

Faced with Prince Hades's seemingly obvious words, Murphy wisely didn't talk, but just stood still.

"Murpheus Windsor, although you are the last heir of Akar, what will happen to him if I draw a sword and break you into pieces now? Fighting hard for me to fight the whole family for you? Or Crash directly?"

In a plain tone, Prince Hades's face looked like a sculpture under the fire of the fireplace, with an indifferent indifference.

"Naples magic steel dagger, phoenix wood wand, I understand what kind of person is standing behind you, but this will not be the reason that prevents me from starting."

The prince's words made Murphy's pupils shrink.

For a moment of silence, the noble young master who felt the oppression for the first time slowly said: "I am just an illegitimate child."

"Interesting bastard."

Prince Hades looked at the fireplace quietly, and the two fell silent into the room like two sculptures.

For a long time, the prince suddenly said, "Do you know why you haven't become a fragment?"

Murphy shook his head for granted.