The Origin of Arcane

Tiger poison does not eat its seeds.

This one is not easy for Grand Duke Borg. His childhood misfortune made him have a very distorted concept of family relationship, and he treats people who are related to him by blood more cruelly than outsiders.

Beating and scolding are the lightest punishments, and it is not uncommon for them to be decapitated. It is pure luck that they can grow up.

Patraim can remember no less than a slap in the face of his brothers and sisters who died young, claiming that they died of illness, but Patraim knew the real reason.

Viscount Philip has assisted in defending Broken Blood Fort all year round and has not returned, so he may also have fears in this regard.

All the Grand Duke families in the Byron Alliance have the duty to assist in the defense of the Blood Fortress, but the Strecher family and the Lancelot royal family have always been the backbone forces. Other Grand Duke families rarely send their own troops to directly participate in the defense. , Most of them will be discounted as material military expenditures.

Even if the army is really sent, most of them are miscellaneous troops, what's more, they are criminals in the general's territory, they are randomly organized and stuffed in.

It is unique in the history of the Man Yu military leader to dispatch his most elite army like the Man Yu military leader, led by the first successor himself, not to mention other families.

It is said that it was Viscount Philip who asked for orders in person, and persuaded Grand Duke Borg on the grounds of actual combat training to keep the ace cavalry of the Man Yu army at the peak, and to promote the military leadership of the Man Yu army.

Now that I think about it, there may be Philip's own considerations in it.

Through the distance, the Grand Duke Borg's control over this elite knight group was reduced, slowly eroded, and it was in his own hands.

Then there is consciously avoiding Grand Duke Borg.

Perhaps in the eyes of Viscount Philip, Grand Duke Borg is even more dangerous than the battlefield. At least he knows who his enemy is on the battlefield and when the opponent will attack.

Grand Duke Borg is uncertain and unpredictable at all.

Not to mention the mistress of Faerun Castle, she has changed no less than five times, none for more than ten years.

In such a family, who would dare to get close to Grand Duke Borg?

It is strange that the children raised by such a family are normal.

Okay, I'll do it. Condela nodded without hesitation, But you have to create opportunities for me.

All along, he has given up everything, not just for this reason, even the woman who loved him deeply at the last moment before his death, he can attack without hesitation, so he doesn't care about attacking someone he doesn't know well.

No problem. Patlem gritted his teeth.

Neither Patrem nor Conrad used the thoughts of a third person. The fewer people who deal with this kind of thing, the better. I wish God knew what I knew.

Both Patrem and Conrad were afraid that the night would be long and dreamy, and after the decision was made, they immediately launched an action.

Moreover, the whole operation was smooth and smooth, beyond imagination, and Conrad walked to the heavily protected Grand Duke Borg almost without hindrance.

Patlem is now in charge of Faerun Castle, creating opportunities is only one aspect.

It was also because they did not know how many times they had simulated in their minds, and the information and news that should be inquired into were all inquired into clearly without knowing it.

From the very beginning, Angel Bena used Yang Mou.

If you cannot resist temptation, you must take risks.

For the past three weeks, Grand Duke Borg has been in a semi-comatose state for most of the time. Under the powerful function, the wound around the throwing spear has turned into a sarcoma, and the throwing spear is wrapped in it, as if growing on his body.

If Grand Duke Borg hadn't been too special in size and the place where he threw the spear was too coincidental, if he took a risk from the beginning and took out the spear, with the self-healing ability of the great knight monster, his chances of surviving are very impressive.

But now, if you want to get the throwing spear again, it is basically impossible unless you open it up.

This powerful self-healing ability is not without cost. Grand Duke Borg has shrunk twice in size, and a lot of fat has been consumed to recover from the injury. Due to the short time, the skin has no time to shrink, like a human skin sack, loose Accumulated on the body, the whole person is decades old.

When Conrad was five meters away from Grand Duke Borg, he stopped suddenly.

Grand Duke Borg, who was in a coma most of the time, opened his eyes impressively. Against the background of his loose skin, he looked so bright and energetic. When he stared at Conrad, he had the illusion of being pricked by needles.

Patram is more useless than I expected. Not only did he arrive so long late, but he doesn't even have the courage to send his father off. If he can come in person today, I will admit that he is my seed. Fei The son of the Lun family, now...even with the help of that scheming little bastard, Angel Bena, he can't be Philip's opponent. If it was Philip, he would have done it right away...hahaha How can a group of useless guys who can only hide behind their backs and calculate something become a big deal?

It has to be said that the Phelan family has a very crazy factor. Grand Duke Borg knew what Conrad was here for, but he didn't yell at the first time, but talked freely, commenting on the fact that his children killed the king and the father. thing.

The argument was even more unbelievable. They didn't condemn their insanity, but thought that it was a very courageous thing for them not to do it themselves, and they were not the real blood of the Faerun family.

Could it be that their family has a tradition of killing the king and the father?

Conrad really didn't suspect that he was wrong. The Phelan family really has this tendency in terms of inheritance. The handover of the Grand Duke's position is peaceful, and there are only a handful of conflicts between father and son, or between uncles, nephews or brothers. There are not a few bloody battles and bloody battles.

Grand Duke Borg's position back then wasn't that good, because he was the third heir of the Faerun family at that time, and his strength was not considered the strongest at the time, but it was within half a year before the old grand duke died suddenly.

Of the two former heirs, one fell off his horse and broke his neck, and the other went mad and died on a woman's belly.

Their deaths are no longer suspicious, but quite ridiculous. The one who fell off the horse was a regular knight who liked to tame fierce horses since he was a child, and the one who died on the belly of a woman was a man with special hobbies. He usually prefers male sex to female color.

These two methods of death are the most impossible methods of death for them.

The cause of their death must be pointed at the biggest beneficiary, Grand Duke Borg. Even the sudden death of the old grand duke, he couldn't figure it out.

Judging from what Grand Duke Borg said just now, the scapegoat he has carried for so many years is not the scapegoat.

Ahem... I thought I had everything under my control, but I didn't expect to be caught by these lowly people's tricks and delay my action for such a long time. Is Philip going to call back soon!

What Grand Duke Borg said, no matter how stupid and tyrannical he has been in recent years, as an old politician, his political vision is still extremely vicious.

What are you waiting for? Let's do it! Instead, Grand Duke Borg urged Conrad.

Offended. Conrad was already on the verge of an arrow, and had no choice but to move towards Grand Duke Borg very cautiously.

Wait, can you tell me, what method are you going to use to kill me? After all, I am the Grand Duke of an army, and my death is too embarrassing, which will damage the reputation of the Faerun family. Grand Duke Borg suddenly stopped.

I intend to……

Crack!

Go to hell!

Grand Duke Borg yelled, and with a wrong hand, he abruptly broke off the half of the spear exposed outside his body, and threw it at Conrad as a weapon.

The death of a tiger is still powerful.

Even though Grand Duke Borg was seriously injured, he was still a great knight. The throw just now contained all his hope and strength, and the speed was quite impressive.

Most importantly, the distance between the two was close enough that the broken spear had appeared in front of Conrad before Grand Duke Borg shouted.

Dark Shield!

Conrad let out a low cry, and the surrounding light seemed to be distorted by it. A jet-black shadow flashed in front of him, and collided with the broken spear, causing a slight delay and deflection.

But it was enough, enough for Conrad to turn sideways, avoiding the vitals of his body, leaving only a bloody gash on his body.

Dark warlock...it's a pity...

It's a pity after saying this sentence, Grand Duke Borg's eyes are like burnt out candles, slowly dimming, his huge body has lost its supporting strength, and it is as soft as a pool of mud.

Grand Duke Borg swallowed his last breath without waiting for Conrad to do it. It's a pity that it became his last words in life. I don't know if it's a pity that he didn't kill Conrad? Still other new discoveries.

Condela looked at Grand Duke Borg with complicated emotions. This is a paranoid and almost crazy man who has lived in battle all his life. He was cautious enough, maybe he would be dragged to die together.

There are assassins!

Catch the assassin!

Protect the Grand Duke!

There was a commotion outside, and the guards of Grand Duke Borg had already become frightened birds. The successive accidents of Grand Duke Borg were their biggest dereliction of duty.

But there is only a thousand days to catch a thief, how can a thousand days to prevent a thief.

No matter how tight the defense is, there will be mistakes, let alone when one of his own people intends to create opportunities.

Grand Duke Borg's dying counterattack alarmed the guards outside.

Conrad didn't dare to be negligent, so he rushed outside, didn't dare to walk through the main entrance, and passed through the window directly. When he passed by Grand Duke Borg, he didn't feel at ease. The last shadow disappeared in a flash, and it used the skill of fighting cattle across mountains that Xiao En had discovered on Grand Duke Borg earlier.

Obviously Sean is not the first person to discover this technique, at least Conrad also knows it, and he is far more proficient than Sean.

Conrad is far more advanced than Sean in terms of spell skills. Even if he doesn't have the secret word level, he is still at the senior manipulation level. However, to cast spell power twice in a row without the help of a medium, the consumption is not small for him, and his forehead seeps. There was a layer of fine beads of sweat.

Conrad just pushed the window, and then backed up even faster.

die!

There was an angry shout from outside the window.

The entire window exploded, and the heavenly girl splashed inward like flowers.

A ray of sword light, like white training, kept magnifying in Conrad's eyes.

A tall figure, like a bull, followed closely behind.

Conrad's eyes contracted into needlepoints, and he almost groaned.

Champion Knight!

Clifford, Chief of the Guard of the Grand Duke Borg.

Shouldn't he be resting now?

Even if there is no rest, Patraim should send someone to hold him back.

Conrad's first reaction was that Patlem framed him.

He denied it in an instant, after all, he was from Patraim, and if he was caught, Patraim would definitely be involved.

This kind of distracting thought is only fleeting, and there is no more time to think.

Because he was facing a champion knight in a runaway state.

It is one thing to watch a champion knight match, but it is another thing to face a champion knight head-on. Only when you are on the scene can you truly feel the fear of the opponent.

The extremely fast sword speed gave an illusion of inevitability.

The shadow power on Conrad's body surged again, this time it was not released outward, but inwardly, pouring into his legs, like a humanoid frog, and directly flew out.

court death!

Clifford pursued closely, and changed his tactics temporarily, from stabbing to picking, preparing to directly dismember Conrad.

The horror of the champion knight is not only strength and speed, but the superhuman reaction ability is even more terrifying. There are dozens of changes in a single sword, and that's what I'm talking about.

The excellent power control allows them to change their moves as they like according to your reaction, giving them the illusion that they are hard to guard against.

Conrad's way of avoiding the body in the air is undoubtedly fatal.

Ordinary people seldom use this move, because it will make them lose the focus of the next move. Soldiers who have experienced battles, unless they are riding a horse, rarely let their feet off the ground at the same time, and use high kicks to make them more powerful. Less, because in a chaotic war, once they fall to the ground, it means that the death rate will increase significantly.

Conrad is not an ordinary person, the power of shadow magic sprayed from his legs pushed him up one meter again, like a cannonball, smashed through the roof, flew out, and avoided Clifford's deadly pursuit.

Stay for me!

How could Clifford let the murderer of Grand Duke Borg go - although he didn't check the situation of Grand Duke Borg at close range, but with the keen perception of the champion knight, he could easily detect the current situation of Grand Duke Borg, a man whose heart stopped beating People, how could there be any hope of survival.

Clifford kicked his legs, and jumped up as well, the speed was not much slower than Conrad who used magic power.

Don't let the assassin run away, let the arrows go! Let the arrows go! Let the arrows go! A panicked and angry command came from outside the house.

Just now Clifford rushed out from Conrad's hole like a shadow, and what greeted him was a rain of arrows overwhelming the sky.

Clifford growled angrily and could only choose to defend.

He was only wearing simple leather armor now, but he didn't dare to let the rain of arrows hit him.

Even a champion knight is still a mortal body. No matter how high his physique is, it cannot be harder than iron armor. A high physique is more reflected in his tough resilience and endurance. His defense is still relatively limited. It is comparable to cowhide, the muscles are stronger, and it is not easy to be penetrated. It is far from being invulnerable.

Clifford was delayed by the rain of arrows, and Conrad turned over and jumped off the roof, turned around and disappeared without a trace, because he was dressed in the most ordinary bodyguard attire.

Conrad is not the kind of person who rushes forward. Although the time is short, the preparations are quite complete. Not only is he ready for the assassination to succeed, but he also considers the retreat of the assassination failure.

It is obviously impossible to run past a champion knight, but it is very easy to confuse his sight.

What are you doing?

Clifford almost exploded in anger. Whether this wave of arrows was blocking the assassin or blocking him, if it wasn't for the one who directed the archery just now, he was a member of the Grand Duke's guard who he knew everything about. He couldn't help but wonder if the other party was an accomplice.

No, even members of the Grand Duke's Guard who know everything about it have to be skeptical, because things like loyalty are constantly changing with time, situations, and external temptations.