The Black Scepter

[Next month there is a monthly ticket activity on the 1st to 3rd. I hope you can vote for the book to support the book. It will be quiet for too long. After the move on the New Year’s Day, I hope to break out once. In the field of fantasy, the Black Scepter’s results should be moderately high in terms of vertical and horizontal, but compared to those of mainstream fantasy, the results are always nondescript-I will not complain about your support is weak, I will only work hard, but I hope I can make some progress through this event, I hope you can help me, thanks! 】

"Prepare to participate in that grand event? I originally thought I would only sit down with you to watch."

Ashkandi turned his head slightly and whispered to Murphy, his tone was not blamed, just pure doubt.

"I'm also a little surprised, but the majesty has some agreement with me. It's a good thing to perform now, but it is more prone to variables when it is dragged too long." Murphy looked at the countless Cavaliers students walking towards the auditorium in the distance. Sitting next to Ashkandi, "It's just a competition, the father didn't say that, there are many other projects for this feast, I will accompany you to watch it together."

"Don't forget about me."

Andariel did not forget to show a sense of presence beside her. She seemed to have no discomfort with the close relationship between Murphys and Ashcandi, but she always had to "disturb" at a critical moment, whether it was a coincidence or intention.

Ashcandi didn't say anything, just smiled lightly.

Murphy didn't plan to wait any longer, took the two of them to tour the knight sculpture in the Cauchy Knight Academy, but in his mind, he remembered the once surly Lilith, looking at the other end of the campus. In the small house where I lived, the scenes in my memory flashed, and the past that I told Ashcandi also stopped because of my own distraction-then Murphy suddenly remembered something

Why did the werewolves who sneaked on themselves disappear completely on the stage of history?

Ever since leaving Byzantium, Murphy has never seen a werewolf during his long journey. What fate have these stinking and strong amazing species suffered?

Reminiscent of the original "The Clown in the Shadows" and "History of Marcus Bloodline", Murphy turned to look at Ashcandi-perhaps she was the only person who really knew the secrets of those long-term secrets.

But now she will give a suitable answer to this question?

His Royal Highness soon reappeared in front of Murphy, and continued to talk to Murphy about some of the top ten families. The main reason is that the simple competition will not attract these existences, but the name of "Dragon Knight" Certainly will let these powerful guys swarm in, and by defeating these guys under such circumstances, Byzantium's prestige and strength will surely reach its peak-as for Murphy's next task, except for the appearance at the beginning of the feast. At the same time, Murphy also needs to participate in swordsmanship contests, gladiator performances and closing ceremonies. For the rest of the time, he will arrange it himself.

"How many opponents will there be?"

"As the Dragon Knight, we skipped the preliminaries directly. The schedule has been arranged for you. The rest only needs to jump on the stage and beat down those who think they are powerful."

Prince Longinus said very relaxedly, waving his hand, "The gladiator performance is to let you pull the dragon to fight with the Byzantine Masters. The visual effects are exaggerated to make the audience feel satisfied. Anyway, you don’t have to make a life. You don’t have any psychological burden."

Sounds simple.

"But there is one thing you have to deal with yourself."

After saying everything, Hades stooped and added in a low voice: "As for how many people will duel in private due to your title, your majesty has no plans to control it."

This sentence left Murphyston speechless for a while.

When Murphy returned to the Duke in the early evening, he remembered that Duke Azsala needed to go there again, so he greeted Ashcandi and took a carriage to the road. After the sun was completely set, Murphy came To this mansion, not far away but deserted, looked up.

It stands to reason that the Duke’s mansion should be brightly lit and lively at the moment, but the Duke Azshara’s mansion at the moment has almost no bright room, and the black paint is like an abandoned castle.

There was only one guard at the door, and it seemed that he was getting old too. When he saw Murphy, he just moved his gaze, and didn't wait for Murphy to report his name and opened the door.

Deserted to the extreme.

This is the Palace of the Duke of Solomon in front of Murphys. It is reasonable to say that a luxurious minister of the Byzantine intelligence agency has no luxury of residence. Murphys will not be surprised, but it is clear that this mansion has the heavy sense of a large family. In addition, the deepest impression that Murphy left was the silence like a cemetery.

No busy servants, no housekeeper responsible for reception, and no one even opened the door of the mansion hall for himself.

Murphy pushed the door in and looked at the dark mansion, suddenly wondering if he had found the wrong place.

But soon a sound of piano made him stop thinking about it and stepped forward. Murphy looked at the artworks that were clean and tidy but now mostly dusty in the hall, and turned his head to look at the wall like warm The oil paintings of the former heads of the Solomon family in the Duke of Dessau's houses have slightly changed expressions.

Is she the only one left in this big family?

The sound of the piano is not unfamiliar. It comes from Viola. When Murphys first met the Duke of Azshara at the banquet, the luthier once performed a song "Sorrow of the Mori River." There was the first conversation with Murphy-Murphy, who was walking on the second floor, was still in the darkness. Although it was early summer, there was always a cold feeling in the empty Duke's Palace.

The decoration style on the second floor was still the same. Murphy came to the room where the sound came out, and immediately saw the cold and thin back of the once banquet.

Duke Azshara, in a black elegant long dress, sat quietly on the balcony of this bedroom, gently holding the virla in his hand, an etude soon ended, the bow was off the string, Duke Azshara Slowly turned around, as if inadvertently asked: "Some accidents?"

But just after the talk, she was stunned, and then lowered her head to put Viola aside: "You have been away for less than two years, but what I saw you should be at least eight years later."

This sentence almost directly hit Murphy's secret, but Murphy was not surprised that the duke had this ability. He just nodded and replied: "Something happened in the middle, causing me to become what I am now. ."

He sat on a wooden chair beside him, "I never imagined that this would be the case with the Duke of Solomon's Palace."

"Decay, broken, as you can see."

Azshara sat quietly across from Murphys, and no servants poured tea. The dark bedroom didn't even have a candle, only the faint silver light of the moon on the balcony and windows.

"The Solomon family has been in a state of decline since 100 years ago, and it is still a miracle that it has not been completely ruined now. I said these, would you be surprised?"

Murphy shook his head and said, "I wouldn't be surprised, because I didn't know the history of the Solomon family."

"Then I put it another way, you must be clear what the concept is-one hundred and fifty years ago, the Solomon family was one of the ten largest families on the mainland."

Duke Azshara said these words without any extra emotion, as if just telling Murphys that the weather is good today, but the meaning behind the words made Murphy frown.

"The ten largest families on the mainland will alternate and change at regular intervals. The once brilliant ones will sooner or later fall. A legendary patriarch can bring the family to the top, while three mediocre patriarchs can completely wipe the family from the mainland. "Assara's dress in a long black dress seemed to be hidden in this dark environment, and her plain eyes looked directly at Murphy. "The resources of Consanas' "creed" in Balice are under your control, which is a remarkable achievement."

This seems to be the main point. Murphy guessed the intention of Duke Azshara for a long time to call himself, and now only this sentence is confused with the "topic".

"What can I do for you?"

"You have become a little stranger," Duke Azshara's voice seemed ethereal in the silent night. She leaned gently towards the back of the chair and looked at Murphys sideways. "I remember, I allow you to call me directly Azshara's."

A brief silence.

"For me, leaving too long will indeed forget a lot of details." Murphy sighed. "So-Azshara, what do I need to do?"

Duke Azshara in the moonlight blinked-she never seemed to smile, but continued to say in a gentle tone: "Your Majesty wants to master Balice's nautical movements, these things'eagle eyes' are Helpless, so I can only find you."

"I will leave you a contact information, and I can just go directly to my intelligence officer."

Murphy nodded without any hesitation and gave the logbook and chart, and he naturally understood how to help in the end.

"Naturally, the permission of "Eagle Eye" will also open up a part for you. There are various information about Byzantium, you can get it from me." Azshara seems to be a little surprised by Murphy's refreshment, and the age is a mysterious duchess In the eyes of outsiders, there is always an unsmiling cold beauty. At this moment, she is not enthusiastic about Murphy's attitude, but it is much better than the usual official business.

It's just that the party Murphy didn't understand the difference. He was thinking about the integration of the intelligence network in his head and asked: "I will let people do the handover of intelligence, but I have been wondering, your deputies? "

"Recent work has been carried out. The intelligence network is in full load. His majesty's feast has to test many things. Intelligence, transportation, military, and politics. In short, the nobles are very busy," Azshara turned to look around. Outside the window, the moonlight spattered, and there were squawks of insects on the deserted Duke's Mansion grassland, which showed the desertedness and abnormality here, "You are also busy."

Murphy was silent and did not answer.

"There is a letter here, left by Aquinas for you. It's been a while, and I almost forgot."

The Duke didn't seem to think about it at all. He pointed his finger to the desk not far away, and he seemed too lazy to get it.

Murphy got up and picked up the only envelope on the table, looked at the familiar handwriting, and couldn't help thinking of the words in the Theological Encyclopedia. Where did the old white-haired man go now?

The letter is not long, it seems that Murphys wrote it shortly after leaving Constantine. The content is very simple. Aquinas asked Murphys to use this letter to get his "Theological Encyclopedia" at the end of Tarrens College. Part of the manuscript that has been written and kept well.

"The Theological Encyclopedia is not finished, and it will not be finished. I think it is like every ordinary person. It is full of regrets in his life, but he will leave a trace in the world after all."

The old man still kept Murphys silent for a long time, then he closed the letter and turned to say thank you to Duke Azshara, but found that the Duke put his legs on the chair and hugged Looking out the window with his knee.

Her back is very lonely under the moonlight on the balcony-this scene is like a kind of weapon in the heart. What is the unreasonable pain in Murphys's heart, so that the woman in front of her is like today?

"The things that should be said are all finished. If there is nothing, go back earlier."

Azshara whispered without looking back, her long hair fluttering gently in the breeze blowing in front of the window. The curled body and tight arms made Murphy not know how to answer this sentence.

"If there is a chance, I think I will listen to you tell those stories." Murphy thought about it, and finally said: "The story about the Solomon family, if you have time."

Duke Azshara was silent and did not answer.

Murphy retired politely and stepped out of the Duke's Palace, but just as he was about to leave the gate of the old guard, the solo sound unique to Violachen came from the window sill behind him.

The sorrow of the Mori River.

In the process of people preparing for this grand ceremony, Constantine has successively added more than 30% of the population.

The streets began to become crowded, the city was no longer quiet at night, the brightly lit areas spread all over the city, people’s emotions began to become excited, until the day when the festival was about to open, Constantine’s main venue-Constantine The arena has been filled with countless guests, including foreign guests from various countries on the mainland and the nobles and civilians of Constantine. The fully occupied arena seated a total of 30,000 people.

At noon was the opening of the speech by Emperor Constantine III of Emperor Constantine, and at this time, Murphys and the Duke of Akar took Ashkandi and Andaril to sit down.

The seats in the aristocratic area are far more spacious than those in the civilian area. The nobles who walked in private did not forget to take this time to tout each other. Duke Akar and a group of old guys talked about the group of armored knights in the Gilman Empire Si didn't get up until he agreed with Andaril a few conditions, and met with Hiddink, Boozer, and Corvin not far away.

The three noble knights have been completely healed, and apparently have gradually emerged from the trauma of the war. The appearance of Murphys made them overjoyed but not too surprised, because there have been countless rumors about the "dragon knight" inside the empire Although no name was mentioned, Hiddink and others who were rescued naturally knew who the title was referring to.

"I said buddy, didn't you eat something weird?"

At the opening ceremony of this event, Boozer did not forget to fill his mouth with snacks, but when he saw Murphy's appearance, he almost choked on it.

"Yeah, as a dragon knight, I ate something that most people couldn't eat, so it became like this." Of course Murphy wouldn't tell them how much he had eaten, and smiled and hugged a few former roommates. , And then clicked on the badge on Hiddink's chest, "What good thing did you do?"

"The status of Duke Akar has been picking up quickly. Those of us who firmly supported the Windsor family naturally followed a lot of benefits." Hiddink has always had a gloomy face and a lot of smiles recently. "Don't you I don’t know. Nowadays, the nobles of the purple iris family in the empire have more and more. Can they almost suppress Justinian and suppress them?"

"I didn't care about this."

Murphy then lowered his head and whispered: "But I hope to see you crippling the **** guys."

The four laughed, and Boozer went to a college to study poetry after his injury. According to himself, he still won a prize. Murphy did not dare to let him get a song on the spot. Hiddink was going to inherit the family. Career, Ke Wen is still reticent, and returned to Cauchy Knight Academy for knighthood training courses, learning tactics and leadership-this will benefit his future qualifications and status in the army, seeing that all three have a good development line Later, Murphy no longer intended to make them related to his "night watchman". After all, these precious friends were better off from the war.

"I didn't plan to see the women from Gilman?" Boozer pointed to the foreign guest area not far away. "It is said that Gilman's women's legs are generally very long, and I don't know if it is true."

"This guy has been whispering in our ears for many days. What kind of **** does Ingeway's women have? What is the most amorous style of Fording's young women. Those poems are only supposed to let him remember these things." Hiddink gave Murphy helplessly. Explained, but then looked around, "but now it's okay anyway, we are--"

"Go, don't look at nothing."

Murphy said this on his mouth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But he was thinking about what kind of characters are present in the top ten families in Prince Hades’s mouth. Not far from the Gilman Empire guests, Murphy and three friends walked over.

Next to the Byzantine aristocracy, there is a delegation of more than 100 people in the Gilman Empire, and next to it is a team of about three people in the Ingewe Empire. The two countries have not dealt with all the year round. In recent years, they have fought each other. The relationship is tense. You can see the relationship between countries by guarding each other. The edge of the seat is full of strong knights. High-ranking knights of more than 20 people in both countries sit on adjacent seats and wear casual clothes. A, sitting upright, like two walls, separating the members of the two countries’ missions, making people cry and laughing, these knights are all serious and tense, as if they are separated from each other by less than one. The neighbouring knight of Mi is secretly fighting.

"These guys really have muscles and no brains."

Boozer looked at the group of big knights with a sneer. The three of them ran to the rear of the Gilman Empire mission and scanned it. The fat man who wanted to feast his eyes only saw a group of female magicians wrapped in robes. Endless.

And Murphy was interested in overhearing the conversations of those not far away through his powerful senses.