Magic Apprentice

After ten days, the storm finally passed. According to most people in the city, there will be at least half a month of clear weather before the next storm.

Although the storm is over and the stagnant water in the city has receded, the ground is still wet and easily slips if you are not careful, so most people still walk on the internal channels.

After the storm, the city in the cloud became apparently full of pedestrians, and the once-closed market was reopened, and the city gradually returned to life.

However, under the city in the cloud, the entire Grant City is still immersed in a sea of ​​oceans. The streets, alleys, and intersections still only see the sparkling waves, and no pedestrians at all.

Occasionally, one or two people can be seen walking in the street with a wooden barrel. This mode of transportation is obviously more effective and easier than wading.

The raging storm left traces of destruction everywhere in the city. Many tents were tilted. Some mud walls collapsed because of the rain. All over the way, Enleco could see sandbags to repair the holes. Obviously The Montita people have long been accustomed to how to face this terrible storm.

Fortunately, these damages have not yet reached an irreparable level. After the storm, Grant City was not dead, and almost every household was repairing the house, so it seemed quite noisy.

Throughout the city, the sound of nailing wood and earth fill, as well as the rugged shouts of the Montita people, could be heard everywhere.

The further out, the worse.

For two centuries, the people in Grant City have apparently raised the terrain to resist the storm, but the outer periphery is not so lucky. Most tents are completely immersed in water. I am afraid that the accumulated water will not disappear until a day or two.

Enleco walked for a long time, and did not find any trace of the tribe. The Grant Lake beside the original campsite had already disappeared into the ocean.

In desperation, Enleco had to go back.

Stepping on the knee-deep water, Enleco walked slowly on the street. His trousers were high-pulled. Like all Montitas, he wore straw shoes on his feet, which Lila knitted for him. Very Fit.

Suddenly, there was a loud and noisy voice in front of him, and Enleco walked over slowly.

I saw two priests asking from house to house. Those injured and sick in the storm were slowly lifted out.

What surprised Enleko was that the priests did not perform sacred magic, and those with minor injuries and illnesses were given sacred blessings and given a few notes of potions.

As for those who were seriously ill, the attendant behind the priest took these patients to the nearby Ixley with a stretcher.

Enleco was able to feel the strong fluctuations of divine magic, and the truly powerful clerics apparently concentrated on the treatment of these seriously ill patients in the acrylic snow.

Enlecco could not help nodding. This is indeed the most efficient way of doing things. He guessed that this was another policy formulated by the "his compatriot" more than a hundred years ago.

Enleco didn't intend to be too close to the neighborhood that was busy treating the wounded. The waves of holy magic passing from the stagnant water had slightly paralyzed his feet.

Ever since Most got his body and power back, Enleco was more sensitive to divine magic, and this power was indeed his nemesis.

Enleko was about to make a detour, and suddenly asked him to see the first princess coming out of Ixelix in the distance. Her look looked tired, which was the result of excessive overdraft.

The princess had apparently seen herself, and she nodded towards the place.

Enleco could no longer pretend that he hadn't seen it now, and he walked slowly towards it. The concentration of divine magic in the accumulated water is getting higher and higher, although it is still far from being comparable to the "Holy Water of Life" , But it also made Enleco feel paralyzed, and there was a burst of pain from the soles of his feet.

"His Royal Highness, you must be very hard, unfortunately I can't help you in this respect." Enleco smiled apologetically.

"I said to call me An Qili, you forgot?" The first princess said with a bright smile, her voice was slightly hoarse, obviously because of the overdraft of power, but the hoarse still carried a trace of warmth and peace a feeling of.

"I can't get used to it all," Enleco said, scratching his head.

"Does it mean to make friends with the prince and princess, or to make friends with anyone equally?" An Qili asked, and she was obviously interested in the answers to the questions.

"There are some of them, in fact my friends are not many." Enlek said with a smile, which is certainly not true, but since he played a lonely and lonely indulge in front of the prince's palace The genius who pursues the weapon to create the true meaning, in front of the princess, naturally must show that share of loneliness and loneliness.

"Then you have two friends now, my brother and I, in return for our friendship, please call me An Qili." Princess said with a smile.

In addition to nodding, Enlecco can say anything.

After a while, he looked around and asked, "Are there many injured and seriously ill patients in need of help?"

An Qili sighed, she frowned slightly, and her face was covered with melancholy: "Yes, this is the case every time a storm passes, Montyta is not like your motherland, here is a clergyman who can perform holy magic There are very few, every time after the storm, there are always five or six hundred wounded people who need to be treated, but in the entire Grant City, the clergy with this kind of strength plus me, there are only more than thirty people, and there is no magician. Have more. "

"Why is this so? In my opinion, the Montita people are probably the most devout believers. Of course, I also know that the faith here is not that single and pure, but I think that devout believers should be more likely to trigger God ’s miracle is right. ”He is an expert in sacred magic. Naturally, he ’s not wrong, sacred magic is completely different from other magics. Cultivators do n’t necessarily need special talents, but their beliefs and piety for the gods The most important.

"You said it well, but you forgot one thing. The strength comes from the accumulation of days and months of hard work. The priests of Montyta are indeed very religious, but Montyta lacks a mentor to practice holy magic."

"You geniuses who are not self-taught may not be able to imagine how important the mentor is for the acquisition of knowledge. My brother was able to make a breakthrough because of your instructions. Before that, he sought for four years. Long."

"I think at the beginning, there were so few magicians in the kingdom of Montyta, it was like a rare place, not because Montyta lacked talents who have the potential to become magicians, but because there are no superb magicians to guide those who have potential. To practice. "

"Since my mother became a super magician and returned to Monti Tower, and brought back dozens of super magicians, the number of Monti magicians has suddenly increased by dozens of times. In the two-century history of Montita, there are no other miracles. "

"This is the importance of the guide, we really need a guide." The princess said with a long sigh, the sigh was full of melancholy and helplessness.

"What kind of guide do you want?" Enlek asked.

"In my mind, there are two people who can be called the greatest guides." An Qili said, her expression was full of admiration: "One of them is the Kingdom of Kaoqi The main priest is Master Meilong. Although he is a Kaoqi, his selflessness and wisdom are respected by everyone. "

"My mother and I had the honour of seeing this admired and intelligent elder. He gave us the most important guidance. It was this guidance that gave my mother superb strength. It was also this guidance. So that such a miracle happened in Montita. "

"The other man is a wise man who has just risen recently. His intelligence is no less than that of the Meron High Priest. In Chengdaville, the closest province to Kaoqi County, he caused a series of miracles. Especially the 'life holy water' manufacturing device, that is obviously the greatest gift from the gods. "

Hearing the praise of Princess Anqili, Enleco felt a fever on his face, but he had to pretend to be casual.

What made him the most uncomfortable was probably the expression of piety and respect that An Qili showed, which was more unbearable than the pain from the soles of his feet.

Enleco suddenly returned to Cheng Dawei, as if suddenly returned to the group of believers of the goddess of life, and suddenly returned to Da Dato, Bertina, Coach Khaz, and Xiao Yun.

Although all the splendour was undoubtedly shrouded in him, except for Bertina, the others seemed to be nothing more than humble embellishments.

But no one knows better than Enleco himself. The one who truly has the holy light is not the miracle he has rumored, but the people around him who are obscure but worthy of his lifetime. It was a bright light that illuminated him and everyone, but unfortunately the father did not see the scene of his lifelong desire and struggle for it.

An Qili's words undoubtedly turned the shame and regret that had buried him deepest in his heart for a long time.

"Ah-it's a pity that the great wise man returned to his hometown of Sophie, originally I also prayed that he continue to travel, and one day he will be able to come to our Monteta grassland, and I will ask him to grant him a miracle, just "As he did in Chengdaville." An Qili said with a smile. The extremely humble words made Enleco's spine hurt.

"There are so many injured people. I must be busy with you. The clerics in the city of the cloud probably came out of the nest." Enleco quickly changed the subject. When faced with embarrassment and trouble, he always decided Use this hand.

"What you said reminds me that those patients are coming, and I have rested enough. There are still many patients waiting for treatment. Even if all the clergy are dispatched, it is not enough." An Qili smiled. Said.

After leaving by the side of Her Royal Highness, Enleco seemed to have run away and returned to the city in the cloud.

An Qili's words drove him like a whip, and shame and melancholy were the scars left by the whip.

Enlecco has been escaping to his bedroom, and only here is a safe haven for his soul.

Looking at Lila walking around, Enleko used to be very difficult to adapt to this body wear, but at this moment, this body is too small to expose clothes, but he calmed his mood, at least he His attention was diverted from the words that made him ashamed just now.

Although Enleco knew that this was also an escape, he knew that he was used to escape. This is his way of life, and perhaps it can also be said to be his philosophy of life.

Perhaps his desire to obtain tranquility was originally an escape.

Enleco looked at Lila.

The little girl clearly saw that he was a little uneasy. She brought a basin of hot water and two towels, washed away the accumulated water and contaminated soil with hot water, and then gently dried it with a towel.

After all this was done, the little girl massaged Enleko vigorously, and her technique was obviously not subtle enough, which was far inferior to the skills possessed by the court maid Miss Lena in the Kaoqi Palace. But her concentrated attention and meticulous attention made Enleco feel soothing.

He lay down comfortably on the blanket, enjoying the disciple's service.

In fact, Enlecto felt something that was not right.

Although it is a matter of course for the disciples to serve the master, just like when he was at home, he also served Victor.

Compared with Victor, he is definitely a less troublesome and more dedicated teacher.

However, in Enleco's view, no matter how to serve the teacher, it is not necessary to be as respectful as his wife, nor to dress like his wife.

Looking at the suit that Lila was wearing, the short jacket with bare shoulders could only cover the chest and tight the corset, making the figure more slim and beautiful. The front of the corset opened the slit to expose the navel. A pink pearl, this is a unique decoration of the Montita woman.

She wore a pair of loose trousers at her lower body, her waist lightly resting on her hips, and Enleco feared that it would fall at any time.

Now Lila doesn't look like a tomboy at all, with full femininity and even makes her forget her true age.

This dress is more suitable for concealing the body than it is for increasing temptation. It looks like it is uncovered and concealed, which obviously has a strong temptation.

Enleco knows that Montitta women always wear such clothes in the bedroom, and their use is more to please their husbands.

Enlaiko did not think that as a disciple, Lila needed to achieve this level. One of the reasons he wanted to visit the tribe today is that he wanted to find out what was the idea in the patriarch's mind.

He clearly found that the little girl became more and more obedient. Not only did she no longer hit and offend herself as before, she even waited carefully while eating, until she finished her meal. Filling up the stomach at a rapid rate.

All of this is similar to the wives in the tent that Enleco saw.

This change made Enleco feel worse and worse, but for him now full of boredom and depression, this feeling is not bad.

Enleko turned his body on the blanket and continued to enjoy Lila's gentle massage. Although this massage did not relieve fatigue, it made him feel quite comfortable.

He felt that the little girl was riding on his back, rubbing his temples and back neck lightly. This kind of feeling was very comfortable, making his troubles disappear.

However, another kind of trouble suddenly appeared.

Enleco soon discovered that this massage technique, although completely different from the messy things that Milinda taught herself, had obvious effects.

Enleko wanted to escape a little, but wanted to continue to enjoy it. Hesitantly, he picked up the piece of paper under the pillow.

Turning attention to other places is another best way for Enleco to solve problems. This is neither evasion nor resistance, so it is the most acceptable.

The paper was densely filled with text, which was translated by the old king, the meaning of the text on the big stone.

After studying for almost a week, Enleco finally understood why no one could understand these things. Obviously this is not Tom ’s highest experience of the martial arts he cultivates. This is more like a kind of life perception, or rather, Tom ’s perception of the power beyond the limit.

Between the lines, Enleco found something he was interested in.

The most superb warrior in the era of the magical empire apparently began to seek the existence beyond power after the peak of power—time.

To Enleco's surprise, Tomur, as a warrior, was clearly able to perceive and comprehend the countercurrent of time. Enleco had just realized this about half a month ago.

However, Tom ’s knowledge of time is obviously quite limited. After all, he is a warrior, not a magician, so he does not understand the time and the flow of time from the aspect of the composition of this world. Stay in martial arts.

Prior to this, Enleco had only heard from rumors that Tomur was a loneliness and loneliness.

After reading this last message, Enleco felt that the warrior felt so lonely and lonely, maybe not because he had no opponent, but because he lived in a world different from the rest.

Enlaiko, who used to be the contemporary owner of the "dark red teardrop", of course knew that during the battle, his consciousness would be controlled by the vampire machete, and all actions could be interpreted as power, speed, and change. It is all that is seen through the "dark red teardrop".

Looking at the text written on the paper, Enleco seemed to be able to understand the strongest warrior. His will was obviously too adapted to the "dark red teardrop". He was not only in battle, even in peacetime, all the time. It is not necessary to scan the world with the will of "dark red teardrops".

People living in that world are undoubtedly the most lonely and lonely.

But Enleko wanted to know, in the end, what the supreme warrior saw in the end, he looked at the world in another way, what would this world be like.

Perhaps from the perspective of "dark red teardrops", it is easier to see the essence of the world.

Because for that world, there are no objects and energy at all, only what is seen is stillness and motion, the essence of the world is no longer composed of matter, and there is only the transformation of space and time.

Between the lines, Enleco seems to see two completely different forces, one is beyond time, and the other is completely opposite.

As described in the text, this is like two left and right hands, almost exactly the same, the only difference is that everything is opposite.

Enlecco is hard to imagine and can do all this in reality.

In his view, this has completely exceeded the scope of martial arts, and even beyond magic. Perhaps only the **** of intelligence and the ubiquitous and omnipotent demon possess such power.

Enleko closed his eyes gently, he entered the depths of consciousness, looking for the feelings of previous battles, looking for the experience of observing the world with "dark red teardrops".

Now he does have a trace of regret. He was supposed to go to the exquisite and comfortable cell. The astrolabe and "dark red teardrop" were lost there, which is a pity.

With his eyes closed, he searched for the memories of the past, but the memories seemed extremely vague.

What makes Enleco unexpected is that when compared with the blur of memory, the body feels very clear.

He could clearly feel Lila's gentle yet provocative massage, and he felt more clearly that Lila's buttocks, which were close to his spine, gently rocked back and forth, left and right with the massage.

An unusually comfortable feeling. With each pressure slowly spreading out, I haven't waited until the feeling of comfort dissipated. The other hand pressed slowly up again. It was another comfortable feeling, like a wave of water. The ground was rippling.

In addition to the wonderful pressure, if the little girl used his sharp nails to scrape his spine gently, every time, Enleco felt a shock oscillate back and forth along the spinal cord, but that What electric shock brings is not terrible pain, but indescribable comfort and enjoyment.

Enleco closed his eyes gently, enjoying all this.

The memory of ambiguous battles, and the clear and comfortable feeling, alternate in the depths of Enleco's consciousness, competing for the status of domination.

The cycle of comfortable sensations repeated and repeated, making Enleco more and more intoxicated. The electric shock that oscillated back and forth in the spinal cord became more and more intense and frequent.

The vague battle memory was driven to the corner of consciousness by more and more powerful opponents. Suddenly, it seemed to explode with a "bang". The vague memory and the feeling of comfort were completely mixed together. These incomprehensible words, as well as those words that the demon once told him.

Everything is mixed up, just like the herdsmen's favorite milk tea, the tea and milk are stirred together and mixed into a brand new beverage ...

Enlecco is exactly the same now. He simply can't tell what is in the depths of consciousness. The only thing that can be identified is one, that is "circle".

The simplest and most esoteric figure of "circle" is that it has no beginning, nor does it have an end, and it does not even have a fixed direction.

"Circle" has both forward and reverse directions. With respect to an edge, the direction of motion on the other side is exactly opposite, and this completely opposite mode of operation gives the "circle" the ability to continue to run.

Enlecco seemed to have captured what it was, but it seemed to be empty again.

This tumultuous but empty feeling is terrible, and this terrible feeling forms a strong and sharp contrast with the bursts of comfortable and wonderful enjoyment from the body.

Enleco felt as if he was going to be crushed by this uncountable circle, as if he wanted to melt himself into this endless cycle.

Suddenly he yelled, it was his vent from deep inside, he suddenly turned over and hugged Lila down.

The little girl was startled by this sudden move, but an unstoppable joy, accompanied by extreme tension that had never been before, surged towards her heart. This was what she had been expecting, but she didn't know why, and she suddenly felt terrified.

Although the body was stiff because of fear, the little girl did not forget what her mother taught her.

Pulling her waistband gently, she pulled it down with her other hand, and pulled a white scarf from the bottom of her waistband.

Lila is waiting for the storm to come, she is ready for everything at this moment. She has forgotten when she began to like this strange and interesting teacher.

Although at the beginning, she looked down on this extremely weak guy, he did not even have a manly demeanor, and was actually crushed by his wife.

Even after becoming his disciple, she still didn't care much about this strange guy.

The strong strength did not add a touch of favor to her. Instead, she was so cowardly because she possessed such a strong power, and she was even more looked down upon by her.

Lila herself didn't know when the change started. When she handed him the whip representing her husband's power, she was shocked.

It seemed to be a vague dream, a dream that even she didn't feel sober about, maybe it was something that was done under impulse.

In the days that followed, regret and longing alternated in her heart, and she even thought about stealing the whip back several times.

But unconsciously, she gave up this plan, maybe the change really started at that time.

She didn't know why she changed. Perhaps, as her mother said, there was no reason to like someone.

Lila feels more and more difficult to understand, but she has been looking forward to today.

There is also no reason for this.

To Lila's surprise, Le Kress did not move further, he just hugged himself tightly, nothing more.

Lila didn't know what happened, she just wanted to give her loved ones peace of mind.

Just now she clearly saw that Le Kres was a little uneasy. She could only use the methods she knew to relieve the troubles of the people she liked.

This is their duty as a woman.

Although the imaginary storm did not come, but this feeling is quite good for Lila. She has forgotten that she was embraced by others at the age of a few years. That should have been a long time ago.

Lila now understands why her biological mother has to struggle to compete with other mothers in order to win the favor of her father. Sometimes the means adopted by her biological mother are really unimaginable to Lila, even the most basic. Dignity is completely lost.

But now, she finally understood everything. The feeling of being embraced in the arms by someone she loved and loved by her was really comfortable.

Lila believes that in order to have as much warmth and comfort as possible, she also does not care about any dignity, she is also willing to do anything.

Lila enjoys all of this gently, her hand quietly reaching into the arms of the person she likes. After all, she didn't give up completely, maybe she could achieve her wish with more effort.

She wants to be his woman.

Lila recalled the things her mother taught her, and she began to learn from the age of eight.

In addition to learning how to manage household chores, this is to make the family flourish, but also to learn how to please her husband, this is for your own happiness.

Time didn't know how long it had passed, Enleco woke up from the bewilderment, he found himself holding Lila, and he was even more shocked to find that Lila's hand was in a place that should not be reached, holding it s things.

Enleco glanced at the white silk scarf that fell aside. He had heard of the role and significance of this thing when others were joking with Bashan.

Take another look at the trousers that were pulled to the knee. Obviously, it was extremely dangerous for him or the little girl in her arms.

Enlecco looked over with anxiety, and he was slightly relieved that he had not made an irreparable error.

Now, obviously, it is no longer necessary to ask the patriarch's thoughts. Enleco finally realized that these simple and straight prairie people also have cunning times. He gently freed herself from the arms of the little girl and helped her pull the pants well.

Quietly walking out of the bedroom, Enleco finally let out a long breath. He now feels that the situation is getting worse and worse, and what he is not good at is dealing with this kind of trouble. Maybe the Holy Grail should be stolen as soon as possible, maybe now should be the time to leave Montyta.

Enleco worried that if he stayed here again, it would hurt many people further.

Walking out of the room, he finally glanced at his temporary home.

This is the place where he has felt the most warmth and serenity since he left his hometown. Now that he is about to leave, Le Kres will completely disappear in front of everyone.

Enleko closed the door gently.

Walking toward the upper level, he, who has the status of a Venerable, can move freely without restrictions.

Enlecco was surprised that it was now night, and countless stars in the sky were shining brightly.

The moon hung high on the roof, and a bright silver light was scattered.

Enleco looked down the hill, Grant City was brilliant, and the work of repairing his home was going on overnight.

Along the way, Enleco did not meet a few clergy, usually on the upper level, they are the largest group of people.

Enleco has always wondered why there are so many priests among the elders, and few can be useful.

But this was not something he needed to worry about, Enleko shook his head and sorted out his thoughts.

He went straight to the church.

The holy grail is still the same as before, so it is placed in the middle of the loneliness.

Seeing it, Enleco remembered again, the most powerful warrior in the age of the magic empire.

Perhaps Tomur is much luckier than that metal life form, because his life is short after all, there is always time to get rid of loneliness and loneliness, and that metal life form is near eternity, he will be lonely and Go alone.

Enleco listened intently, and there was silence all around, and the clerics must have been under the mountain to treat the injured.

He crept to the holy grail. Although he was sure that no one was around, Enleco still made this sneaky movement subconsciously, because deep in his consciousness, his ongoing behavior was called stealing.

Although Enleco had made his actions as light as possible, he was convinced that even a cat could not do better than him, but he still awakened the metal living body.

From the edge of the holy grail, the metal living creature protruded its head again. In the darkness, sapphire eyes sparkled.

Enlecco was watched hairy, he felt he was doing something extremely stupid, maybe it was too late to stop.

However, when he thought that he would have to face Lila once he went back, and that he might hurt more people, Enleco finally turned his heart across. He took two quick steps and gently picked up the holy grail.

He was only now able to see the little thing in the Holy Grail.

She is indeed like an elf shrunk to the size of the palm, but unlike the elf, there are actually a pair of wings behind her, a pair of wings that look like Swift's wings, but the feathers are more slender And glittering bright golden light.

In the moonlight, Enleco didn't see what clothes the little thing was wearing.

Considering the luster and texture of the metal, and the fact that there is only one thing in the whole world, it is clear that clothing is not necessary for her at all.

The little thing knelt in the holy grail, and the clear and sweet voice was made by the friction between her body and the holy grail.

In the silence, this voice appeared exceptionally clear.

Enleco looked around for a while, again confirming that there was no one around, and then walked slowly towards the outside of the church.

When Enleco thought everything was perfect and smooth, he suddenly asked, and a sharp screaming sounded in his ear.

Although Enleco was accustomed to the screams made by Kris, she still could not bear the screams.

That is definitely not a voice that humans can make. The ear-piercing sound penetrated Enleco's eardrums, as if two sharp steel needles penetrated deeply into his brain.

Enleco fell to the ground and rolled in pain, he felt someone stirring the two steel needles hard.

Suddenly, countless golden lights glowing hotter than the sun shrouded in all directions. Enleco seemed to have fallen into the lava, feeling intense, burning pain all over his body, especially where the skin was exposed, more like a hot iron next to it.

Enleco quickly took off his coat and wrapped his head and hands tightly. Although it was not as painful as before, he was shrouded in divine light. For him to sign a contract with the Devil, it was still unbearable. Torture.

Enlek is very grateful to Kris now. If it weren't for her to get used to the painful extreme, now he must have fallen to the ground and couldn't get up.

Enleko stood up hard, and he wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible.

Suddenly he felt that the screaming became stronger, and the two steel needles seemed to destroy his will completely.

This double attack made Enleko's feet soft, and he walked steadily in one direction, regretting that he hit the wall.

Along the wall, Enleco walked crookedly, and there was only one thought in his mind, that was to escape as soon as possible.

While Enleco walked and walked out the wall, he suddenly felt a blow to the inside of his knees. His feet were soft and he immediately fell down.

As he struggled to get up, a heavy knee pressed against his back and twisted his hands.

The joints of his hands seemed to be dislocated, which made Enleco extremely painful, but it was nothing compared to the damage caused by the light of divine magic to him.

"How could it be you?" A crisp and sweet voice came from behind, but this time there was a hint of coldness in the tone, and there was also a strong blame.

"He is a thief, a mean and shameless, sneaky, smelly, dirty and filthy thief, he wants to steal me. Steal me from your side, and he sneaks around, then , I feel that he is not a good thing, in fact, I have long felt that he is not a good thing. "

"The first time he came, I found greed in his eyes. He saw me as if he was ecstatic, as if he wished to take me away, but it prevented him from standing aside. This time he didn't have any worries. He must have thought why people were not here, thinking that I was the same thing as those reliefs and decorations, thinking ... "There was a sharp chattering voice in his ear.

It's a pity that Enleco didn't have the mood to listen to these words at all. He was so painful. If in the past, he might have passed out.

But now his ability to endure pain is greatly enhanced. Such pain is not enough to make him faint, and this is the most painful thing.

Enlecco felt like he was going crazy, but fortunately the high princess finally dragged him out of the temple.

He was held back by his hands, his head almost touching the footboard.

Enleco saw countless feet appear in front of him, and after a while, his ears finally recovered.

There were loud noises everywhere, and three more people were arguing fiercely there.

The arguing party was obviously His Royal Highness, and Enleco was relieved that His Royal Highness was his strongest defender.

The prince was faced with his sister and the small, vulgar and unpleasant little thing.

One person is obviously not an opponent of two people, not to mention one of those two is a priest who serves the gods and proclaims the righteousness of the gods in front of people all day long.

The other is the final creation of the intelligent god, who instilled most of her knowledge into her brain.

And the indomitable warrior, although his spirit is extremely commendable, but considering that he sits in front of the boulder meditating and thinking much longer than the time he talks with others, so we can imagine where the balance of victory will lean.

"Okay, okay, let our father, respected official come to the verdict, I will be his defender, I think my grandfather will also be willing to help." The prince pointed at his sister.

"I also hope to have a fair verdict." Princess said angrily.

Only Enleko secretly complained in his heart, he didn't want to make things so big. He really wanted to go away, but it was a pity that divine magic made it difficult for him to gather magic power for a while.

In desperation, Enlecco can only make the last move, and perhaps now is the only opportunity to request assistance.

The strongest and most powerful assistance is undoubtedly his wife and teacher, and there is already a way to pass messages between them.

Enleco looked at the sky, and the night sky reminded him of the scene when he returned from the demon world.

However, Enleko prefers to be punished by Kris, better than revealing his identity in court, anyway, he is used to accepting punishment. It is not his will to hurt those who trust and love themselves.

Thinking of this, Enleco finally made up his mind.

How to get Kris to get the news without letting her jump like a thunderbolt is really not an easy thing, and the squeezing of it is enough to affect which layer of **** he was thrown into.

The deepest and the top of **** are vastly different.

"Kris is a greedy ghost, Kris is a greedy ghost." Enlaiko meditated deep inside, with an uneasy mood, Enlaiko was waiting for Chris' response.

He had conceived all the possibilities, and the most violent response was probably to immediately launch that terrible punishment to make him completely forget all the pains he had just suffered.

However, what surprised him was that after a long time he did not feel His Highness Princess's response.

Is Her Highness Princess too tired as before?

Did the storm have set her magical marks and disappeared without a trace?

Is she doing important research, so she has to wait for a moment?

Enlek was uneasy in his heart, and his mind was full of crankiness.

As he was pushed forward by the princess, he suddenly felt a cold hum sent by telepathy, which was full of disdain and deep dissatisfaction with him.

"His Supreme High Princess, please beg me to save me." Enlaiko also begged with painstaking thoughts.

"Useless things, even doing such a thing will fail." Chris' sullen voice came from deep inside.

"Next time, I will succeed, please help me." Enlecco pleaded again.

"If I look at it, I might save you, but maybe, stealing is not a big crime anyway, and it won't kill you. Is it so scary and scary?" Chris said disapprovingly.

"I'm worried that my identity will be exposed. In the event of the appearance of the great magician Cecilia, my identity is likely to be unsustainable. In this way, everyone will know that you are the messenger behind the scenes." Enlecco said cautiously.

"Relax, that woman rarely shows up in public. Don't you understand the woman in Montita?" Chris said contemptuously.

"What if someone recognizes my identity?"

"You can put all the crimes on yourself, and you can almost persuade me with your sharp teeth. In the court, you are very promising to excuse yourself from guilt. Why should you be afraid?" Chris said indifferently.

Seeing that this road would not work, Enleco had to go deep in his heart and pray for another more reliable aider.

Monster Most, the second-ranked character of the Demon Race at that time, was obviously more trustworthy than Kris.

Enleco remembered the scene that he saved himself countless times, and felt a little gratified. The only drawback of getting Most to help is that it will inevitably be squeezed.

But for this, Enleco has long been indifferent.

One of the two lazy guys who determined the fate of mankind in the distance suddenly raised his eyebrows, and he felt the request from his soul contractor.

Gently glanced at the contractor's memory, it was quite interested in everything he encountered.

The evil monster slowly stood up.

"Going to watch a good show again?" The other guy asked lazily.

"You must have known the result." The monster looked at the human who was no longer human.

"Want to know the result?" The other guy asked, tilting his head.

"No, it will lose a lot of fun, and it is interesting because you don't know the ending; which guy has the ability to predict the future, it can really give him an advantage, but I am afraid there will be no fun at all." The opportunity to slander its old opponent.

Victor did not intend to explain, he just waved and said, "I wish you a pleasant time. When you come back, can you bring me a box of cream? By the way, I have not tasted that thing for six or seven hundred years. I still remember it so deeply. "

The monster showed no sign, it suddenly disappeared into the air as if it had never existed before.

In Montita, thousands of miles away, Enleco kept praying in the depths of his soul. To his surprise, he didn't respond at all after praying for a long time.

Could it be that the divine magic just cut off the connection between himself and Most? Is it because Most, who has recovered the power, no longer needs his own help, so he is generally discarded as garbage? Enleco felt desperation in his heart.

Just as he was cranking around in his head, a loud gong suddenly came.

As the gong sounded, a group of people came slowly from the side door, led by His Majesty the King.

Unlike what I saw for the first time, today's king looks very solemn. He doesn't wear a crown on his head, but he has the momentum that is far more than when he wore a crown.

Enleco had heard that some kind of person can show his majesty in the position that suits him best, so that he can sit in a higher position, but he can't show the original majesty.

But this kind of person generally comes from the military, and did not expect His Majesty to belong to this category.

No wonder even his children call him an official rather than a father. Indeed, as an official, he is more respected by everyone.

The people who followed his majesty were all dressed up as scholars, but several of them, Enleco had met at the summoning ceremony of the royal palace. Apparently they were also one of the best in the kingdom of Montita.

The old man who introduced himself walked at the end of the queue, and there was still a slight smile on his face, as if nothing in this world had ever troubled him.

Entering the lobby, no one except the elders greeted anyone at all. As if here, all secular relationships were completely cut off. Everyone sat on their own seats arranged in a specific order.

In the very center, the seated man is naturally the majestic official-His Majesty the King of the Montitar Kingdom. On both sides of him are two very old scholars, who look even older than the previous generation. .

The three men sat side by side, and their position seemed extremely detached, and a long table lay in front of them.

The two old men gently placed the huge booklet in their hands on the long table, and turned the booklet to the chapter about theft.

A small table was placed on the right side of the three of them. A young scholar was sitting in front of the table. On the table was a thick stack of paper, and a feather pen was inserted in the ink bottle. Other scholars sat face to face on both sides, where there were two rows of benches with backs.

Enleco was taken to the center, and he was ordered to sit on the ground.

Enleco glanced at the high princess next to him.

There was a hint of sulking on Her Royal Highness's face, and she was also looking at him, or rather staring at him.

The feeling of condescending makes Enleco feel very bad, depending on the style, he will lose this lawsuit.

His prince and his grandfather stood beside them, and their positions were side by side with those scholars. The only difference was that the court did not prepare seats for them.

Behind are the first-level steps, which looks like an amphitheatre built in Chengdaville.

The stone steps are also filled with spectators, the difference is that there is no applause and noisy here, and it is quiet and unusual.

Enlaiko turned his head and glanced ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The audience actually filled all the positions, many of them were clergymen, their faces were covered with tired colors, and even some people were sleepy, Enlai Ke could not guess what they were doing.

Others are warriors. They are obviously quite friendly to the masters of weapon building, and some people even greet him.

However, more people apparently came from the lower level. Most of them recognized that there was no trace of dignity and attention on their faces. Obviously, they came to see the bustle.

The lively people account for the vast majority, and there are people coming in continuously.

The auditorium appeared more and more crowded, and the crowd had to be packed together tightly. More people could only stand on both sides. They rubbed their hands, hugged their waists, and stood there happily.

Enleco was well aware that in an unknown place, there was an audience standing there, and that was Her Royal Highness Princess Kris, who had arrived from Sophie, thousands of miles away.

Suddenly, another gong sounded, and the heavy gate of the court room was slammed shut under the push of two strong men.

The trial began.