MTL - The Amber Sword-v6 Chapter 456 Onlooker II

"What are you talking about!" Rollint was taken aback. Like many people, he actually spent less than half a year in Toniger. Later, the situation in the south became more tense, and he obeyed his father's instructions. He also returned to the family in secret. It was a secret, but in fact it was difficult to hide from the Tonigers, but fortunately Ms. Antitina did not stop it.

However, like many young children of the aristocracy, he actually came here in admiration, but he could not really see the legendary Earl's side, and he was inevitably disappointed.

Listening to Klin said that Count Tonigel returned to the cold shirt collar at this time, and Rollint's heart could not help but raise an emotion of both excitement and uneasiness. It was natural that he was now at odds with that Count. Friends.

The young man couldn't help but think of the legendary experience of the Earl.

Moreover, his personal freedom does not seem to be in his own hands now. With this in mind, Rollint turned subconsciously to Brando, not far away.

Brando is watching the conversation.

Klin naturally noticed the young man who was with Rollint. He felt that the other party was familiar, but he didn't think much. At this moment, when he saw that Rollinthe wanted to ask the other party's opinions, he couldn't help but be taken aback, thinking that Brando was the descendant of a prominent family in the South, and perhaps an illegitimate son of Grand Duke Golan-Elson.

"Who is he?" He whispered.

"A wizard," Rollint replied dryly before adding: "Very powerful."

It seems to be justifying his loss of freedom.

But Klin didn't think so, and Rawlint's vague explanation increased his suspicion. Besides, how could there be such a young wizard, he was 'very powerful'. I thought everyone in the world was like this. Master Shire? And I heard that Master Shire is actually a heroic state, so he looks so young. It is said that he was a figure of the era with sword saint Darus.

However, he did not rush into questioning, and only looked at the latter. This look surprised him, he didn't know Akane, because the mountain girl rarely appeared in the territory, but the silver elf blood on Ling and Lian surprised him and sent him to Tonig The noble children of Seoul are basically taught by Antitina himself, especially the younger generation. Klinn is only ten years old this year, and although Rollinte is older, he is still in his fifteenth year. The education they received in Tonigull is often much better than Tongji. Antitina herself is well-informed, and much of her knowledge about Elune comes from Brando, and it is not just beyond Alluin in this era has even surpassed the knowledge and vision of most people in this era.

In Eruin, few aristocrats could really tell the difference between the elven branches, and few knew that there were factions within Madara. It can be said that these young people who went out from Tonigel are almost the most visionary and visionary people of this era.

Klein's time at Tonigel was much longer than that of Rawlint, so he recognized the silver elf characteristics of Ling and Lian at a glance, and he couldn't help wondering. Beautiful silver elf descendants.

Brando stopped Akane who was about to ask a question, and winked at the men of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps, so that Albert dragged the mountain girl, and at the same time asked the group: "The Tonig you said Earl is the long-known Earl? "

"It's that lord. Mr. Wizard."

"Take us there." There was almost an unquestionable determination in Brando's tone, and the teenager realized that he couldn't speak out. Subconsciously, he had to cast his doubtful gaze on Rollinte.

"Take him." Rollint was already familiar with the young wizard's way of speaking, and replied in an incredulous tone.

This wizard man seems to be easy to get along with, but once he recognizes the truth, he has a kind of one-sided master's temperament, and the conversation seems to be between armies and horses, and he is only in the Golan. -I've seen it from Archduke Elson, and he couldn't help but mutter Hainff's unreliable inference.

Kling thought about it. There doesn't seem to be any reason for opposition. Now that the former enemy always sees the people in the cold shirts to stabilize the hearts of the former count, he believes that no one dares to sting in front of the legend.

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"Sir Rosburn, who allowed you to spread rumors around the collar of the shirt?"

Yuta stared coldly at the middle-aged man in front of him. Winter's lonely sunlight through the skylight is forming a beam of oblique light falling in the dark hall of Firthenburg. The archway to the courtyard was wide open, and the sun that fell on the ground was astonishingly bright.

The middle-aged man standing in front of Yuta had a thick beard on his lips, dressed smartly, and a sneer on his face: "Ms. Yuta, I posted some news outside, but said it was a rumor, I'm afraid Not quite right? "

"Here is Toniger, there is nothing that you need to do more!"

"What's wrong?" Rosburn replied in surprise, "Is it necessary to keep a secret such as Lord Earl's return to his territory?"

"It's ridiculous! Lord Lord, how could he come back at this time, he ..." Yuta suddenly realized it was a secret and closed her mouth subconsciously. She took a deep look at each other with emerald eyes, took a breath, and the towering **** fluctuated slightly before answering: "In short, I hope you can abide by the rules that guests should at least follow. Otherwise I have to send you out of the country. "

"Oh, isn't it true that Earl Toniger is the real speaker in this land? Is Ms. Yuta already planning to disobey her lord, or is she already collaborating with that woman already? "

"Sir Rosburn, pay attention to your words. I will tell you what happened here today, like Count Colkova. Maybe you drink too much, and I will let you go out and be sober."

Utta didn't know what this guy was crazy about. In her memory, although this jazz gentleman is not so outstanding, he is at least a gentle and courteous gentleman, but today he seems to be Aggressive as a mad dog.

She turned back and shouted coldly, "Guard!"

At this moment, there was a slight darkness in the hall, and a figure blocked the sunlight at the door. It was a young man in a black trench coat, and a thick layer of snowflakes accumulated on the woolen coat.

Utta's voice got stuck in his throat: "Lord, Lord Lord ...?"

"Yuta, why are you so rude to Wang Dang's friends?" The young man asked with a frown.

Yuta felt that every cold hair on her body had stood up, and that sharp metal cavity was not the adult she was familiar with.

She stepped back subconsciously, pulling out a long metal tremble in the air of the long sword, and the bright light was refracted on the wall, the sword tip trembling slightly, pointing directly at the two people opposite.

Yuta clenched the sword that Brando gave her, and the leather gloves engraved with the emblem of black pine rubbed the hilt and guards made of Mithril and shouted, "Guard, grab these two!"

The young man had not heard of the sword in her hand, and touched his cheek with his hand: "Strange, don't I look like Earl Toniger?"

Yuta was already intolerable and snarled with a sword, but she felt that her sword stabbed a barrier and could no longer enter. The young man raised his hand, and a sharp air flow swept across her abdomen. Yuta felt only black in front of her eyes, and a tear in her lower abdomen came from Haiti. Her legs were soft and she could not hold her hands. Sabre, 'Dang Dang' fell to the ground, and people knelt down subconsciously.

At that moment, the whole hall seemed to be spinning in front of her eyes, and the sky was spinning. She felt herself falling to the ground, and a dazzling blood in the field of vision was slowly spreading out, like blooming flowers in the autumn forest.

The knight's eyes reflected pain and struggle. She tried to get up and try to catch something, but her **** fingers stopped.

Not far away, the sword the Lord Lord gave her lay quietly on the ground, the blade was slender and slender, and the blade was reflecting the cold sunlight of winter.

Rosburn glanced indifferently at the horsewoman lying in a pool of blood, and the young man beside him had turned in the other direction. The guard who was approaching with the halberd in that direction suddenly flew up, flew back and hit the long table, crashing the table and chair with a bang.

As if it was only a moment, the hall immersed in the darkness was quiet again.

Sir Rosburn squatted down and ran his fingers into Juta's breath. "She's not dead, that's okay, we can still use her anyway."

He stood up again, slammed his fingers, let several black knights in heavy armor come in from the outside, and removed the unconscious horsewoman from the pool of blood.

The young man looked at Yuta's sword at his feet, thought for a moment, stepped on it, and folded the blade into two sections.

When it sounded softly.

Someone seemed to have knocked down the candlestick on the other side of the hall.

"Who!" Rossburn quickly looked in that direction, only the back view of a dark-haired girl rushing away. He knew the young girl, a country girl named Buchi, who was the daughter of Red Copper Dragon Reto, and a guest at Firburg: "Catch her, you can't let her leave Firburg!

A wind blade had come out of the young man's hand, but this time it hit a stone pillar on the other side of the hall, causing a fluff of gravel.

Sue had opened the back door in that direction and escaped from there.

"Catch her!"

Rothburn shouted angrily, not expecting such an accident.

…… (To be continued.)