The little girl of the royal family
There is only one little girl in the royal family.
Fengguang silently lowered her head and decided not to listen anymore, it is better to leave, she knows that as she gets older, she will have people like this to protect her safety, in many people It seems that it is a great honor to be a servant of the royal family. Once they are given the title of servant, they will only be able to dedicate their lives to their master.
However, not everyone has the same idea. For example, Ai Luo, his dream is to be on the battlefield, not to become a servant who can only serve a little girl because of his excellence. It's not an honor, but a humiliation, so he wanted to escape.
Even if he will remain anonymous and live a life of displacement, it is still better than living in humiliation.
Ai Luo was an excellent soldier, but he was still captured by the people of the Holy See. He was not like those ignorant civilians. He knew how terrifying the methods of the Holy See were.
Fengguang knew that she could not interfere in some things, she always knew how much she was worth, especially in front of Herman, she was not yet capable of contending with him.
However, when passing by Ailuo again, Fengjing clearly sensed a different pressure in the air, which was a very dangerous breath.
Almost instantly, Fengjing heard the sound of the wind coming from her ears, her body couldn't keep up with the reaction speed of her mind, when the sound of the wind stopped, she raised her head stiffly, the scene in front of her made her heart skip a beat .
Herman stood behind her, in front of him who was slender, the scenery looked so small, Herman under the sun had a special kind of quiet temperament at this time, his brown broken hair was shining in the sun It seemed to add a charming luster, and even the expression seemed to have the god-like indifference when facing ants.
Feng Jing's line of sight shifted slightly, and he saw Herman's slightly raised hand, the pure white magic circle blocking a black hook sickle.
This is a hook sickle similar to a praying mantis, but I don't know how many times larger than a praying mantis, and this so-called hook sickle is transformed from one of Ai Luo's right hands.
If it weren't for the enchantment cast by Herman, the sharp hook sickle would undoubtedly fall on Feng Jing's body.
Wait... the world has become magical
No, the fairy tale world is not scientific.
Fengjing glanced at Herman again, calmly, and slowly moved small steps to hide behind him, and looked at the monk who fell on the ground on the other side. It is very difficult for anyone here to be able to restrain Ai Luo. obvious thing.
When it comes to life-saving matters, Feng Shuang is still very smart.
Regarding this small movement of the scenery, I don't know whether Herman saw it or not, in short, he didn't pay attention to the scenery, but looked at Ai Luo who was exuding a dark aura and said: "So it's still a demon. "
On Branster Continent, there are two largest belief systems, one is the Holy See, which mainly believes in the Goddess of Light, and the other is the Wizards Association, which mainly believes in the Goddess of Darkness.
The wizard association has always been a representative of darkness. They live in the land of Nurgle and completely dedicate themselves to darkness. What's more, some wizards choose to do things that ordinary people can't imagine in order to gain more powerful power.