"what?"
"What's the matter?" The hoarse voice of the female swordsman rubbed Hainf's ears.
"It's nothing, I saw a few acquaintances." Hainf gave in without a trace. This small gesture made the female swordsman slightly appreciate it.
Hainf was wondering in his heart. He saw the wizard, but how could his brother Klin Montolo be with them? He was hesitant to go down to say hello, but there were so many people on the square that he might not be able to find anyone if he went down. After hesitating for a while, he still didn't leave.
"Aren't you going to say hello?" The female swordsman exhaled in his ear.
"No, no, let's talk about it later." Hainf felt that several jealous eyes all around him fell on him.
The female swordsman smiled slightly.
Count Tonigel raised his hand, and the crowd fell completely silent.
Seeing this scene, Hainf secretly admired: "I dare to say," he said to the female swordsman, "in Eruin, there will be no lord with such prestige."
"I heard that the eldest son of the king is also known for his wiseness?"
"It's not about the wise, Miss Claudia, but the confidence to win. Do you know why the swordsman Darus will still be remembered by ordinary people decades later, because he has subdued the Cruz people. Eruin People need such heroes, as if they can draw courage and confidence from them, and prove that we can do the same kind of cause as the first king Eke."
"You know so much, sir."
This compliment made Hainf light up, as if his bones were lightened by a couple of taels.
The residents of Tonigel stared at their lord intently, and the young man on the horse enjoyed the gaze.
Hainf could not help being surprised when he saw the man's age clearly, thinking that Count Tonigel was so young. However, he saw that the people around him were taken for granted, and he was not embarrassed to raise his doubts for a while, so as not to be regarded as a hillbilly.
It's a pity that Hainf doesn't have a transmission crystal in his hand, otherwise his current mood to write a poem must be:
"How can I pretend to see Lord Tonigel often
Wait online,
In a hurry. "
The Earl Tonigel had a silver mask on his face that looked like a masquerade, but the outline of his lower face was completely familiar.
He was silent for a long time.
There seemed to be a kind of silent power accumulated in the air.
Then he spoke: "It's been a long time since I left the cold shirt collar. A lot of things have happened in between. You must be wondering why."
There was a slight commotion in the crowd, and the beginning was a little bit beyond their expectations.
Huinf was also stunned. This was not the inspiring speech he imagined.
In the square, Rollint and Little Montolo craned their necks and looked in the direction, trying to see the face of the Lord Earl.
"Master Earl is really young."
"Strange, why are you familiar?"
"Shhh-" the whispers of the two men drew the anger towards each other.
And if the eyes can kill people, Qian's two cold eyes have pierced the counterfeit and turned over and fell off the horse. She withdrew her gaze and killed the two eyesless Lord Lord's nominal students again.
Brando took her hand, turned around, and looked at the other side of the square.
The words of'Earl Tonigel' still echoed in the square, buzzing.
"The reason is simple." The young man sneered at the corner of his mouth, and used magic to expand every byte of his own to the entire Lengshan Castle, his voice resounding in the sky:
"Because someone betrayed me, it was the ungrateful Corcovado royal family—"
Like a gust of wind blowing across the square, the square suddenly became silent.
Quiet, absolute silence, in a square where thousands of people gathered, it was so quiet that needles fell.
Cang Dang! Hainf got up from his position in a gaffe, the chair overturned behind him, and then tripped him. Hainf fell heavily to the floor, and the female swordsman let out a scream, and rushed to try to lift him from the ground.
The movement here is like the first domino to fall, triggering a chain reaction of the whole child, like a bomb dropped into the crowd. After a moment of silence, the crowd erupted thousands of times than before. .
It was unbelievable, and then whispers that was almost panic, and more people fell into anxiety and confusion. They asked each other to see if they had an illusion.
Hainf was on the ground, and a voice buzzed in his head.
"This is absolutely impossible!"
"Eluin is dead." Another gloomy thought hovered in his mind, so that even the anxious and worried face of the female swordsman was ignored.
At that moment, Hainf thought of black death.
The crowd finally stirred up.
But there must be silence in every movement, but in the torrent, Rollinte and Little Montolo seem to be a stone statue, standing on the spot.
"How could...?" Klin felt that his worldview seemed to collapse, and Rollint was by his side, with an inexplicable color in his eyes.
For some reason, the young man from the Bauhinia family turned his head and looked at the wizard.
By Brando's side, Akane finally couldn't bear it. Lord Lord spent so much effort on Tonigel to have the bit of today. How could she allow others to tarnish everything at will.
She just took a step forward, but Brando pressed her shoulder firmly.
Brando's face was unusually calm under the drooping edge of the hood, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him.
But deep in the dark eyes, bright electric lights are reflected on the sea, as if the gloomy sky before the storm is approaching, people can already foresee the fury of nature.
He already knew this trick in his mind, and he understood the way people came.
Then the rest is settled.
"Don't worry, Akane."
"But Lord Lord?"
"Don't worry."
Brando replied softly.
A footstep is moving from far to near.
Seeing every face of anger, anxiety and fear in the commotion crowd, the young man and Rothburn smiled at each other. The plan has played its due role. To make Tonigel mess up, we must first destroy the beliefs in people's hearts. When they find that everything they insisted on in the past has become a lie, the heroes they have created will be broken by themselves. .
"The hero itself is synonymous with fragility. When he was born, he was like a shooting star across the sky. When he passed away, he was often accompanied by embarrassing tragedies."
Rothburn sighed.
"And all these are the masterpieces of your unity," the young man laughed: "Compared with the handwriting in East Metz thirty years ago, it is not worth mentioning. The Shepherd and Cruz are all played by you. Go round and round."
"Dancing with the Fool is nothing to be proud of." Sir Rothburn couldn't hide his pride.
"Next, add fire to this mess and let it burn all the Eruins."
"Just so."
"Happy cooperation."
"Happy cooperation."
The young man squinted his eyes and rode his horse forward. He behaved decently, with noble elegance in every move. It was a kind of complacent comfort, but he was about to speak when a sharp and calm voice interrupted him:
"He is lying!"
When that voice sounded from the crowd for the second time, the square fell silent abruptly.
The people looked back at each other and looked at the direction the sound was coming from. The crowd there was afraid to avoid it like a plague. A void spontaneously formed in the crowded square.
A young girl dressed like a cobbler stood stubbornly in the hollow, clenched her fists in her hands, and stared at the young man on the horse, her dark brown eyes almost bursting into flames.
"He is not Lord Lord!"
Like a pebble falling into a mirror-like pool, the square rippled with slight anxiety.
"Isn't that Su, the archer in town!"
"I know her, she is the daughter of the bronze dragon Reto."
"Why is she here?"
"She's a close friend of Master Freya, she seems to be a guest in the cold-blooded castle."
The young man's face was as cold as ice. But precisely because of this, he became more and more angry with the fish that slipped through the net in front of him.
"Su, you betrayed me and Freya, so you still dare to appear here!" He seemed to smile with anger, "This is good."
Su hadn't heard the threat to him. She was isolated and helpless, but she knew in her heart that the more she said at this time, the better, and she must not be confused by the other party.
She said loudly: "Lord Lord has been approved by Harangea, the sword of the earth, and you don't have this thing in your hand."
"Extremely ridiculous," a flash of irritation flashed in the young man's heart. He didn't expect an innkeeper's daughter to be so calm, "Do you think I'm going to bother with you ungratefuls? Guards, catch her."
The black knight separated the crowd immediately and leaned in the direction of the girl.
Su gave them a flustered look, but she quickly calmed down. She knew that she could not retreat or show her timidity in front of the people.
She must stand on her heels in aura to shake the confusion in other people's hearts.
Su suddenly turned around and rushed to the fountain. She climbed the stairs and appealed to everyone: "Everyone of Tonigel, do you really think Lord Lord is such a person? That person was so high that he even killed Ms. Yuta. He Not Lord Lord at all!"
"Tonigal, my fellow sisters, if you still trust your lord, please stand up and fight for this land! The witches are already on the way, and they will soon smash everything in this counterfeit. lie!"
The crowd shook.
They knew that the witches were Lord Earl's most loyal subordinates.
On the second floor of the hotel, Hainf, who was lying on the floor, heard the commotion in the square. In the darkness, the details of his conversation with Rowlint that night trickled into his heart.
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