Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 908 890. Rebellion

It is also the tallest palace in the towering and huge city of Lothric.

This is the palace belonging to Prince Lothric.

It seemed that King Osroais felt guilty about this son who was born sick and was destined to become King Xin because of his pure divine blood.

He even set up his courtyard in a not-too-high place in the city, and gave the highest palace to his youngest son.

This is also connected to the top of Lothric's Great Library.

As we all know, the great prince Lorian of Lothric is good at fighting. He once led the knights of Lothric and the few remaining black knights in the world to defeat the dirty demons who coveted the First Fire.

Kill the demon prince, the last hope of this race, with his sword.

From then on, even the sword endured the final curse of the Demon Prince, and was always entangled in flames and smoke, turning into a sword-shaped piece of molten iron.

The second prince, Lothric, was frail and sickly. He was carefully taken care of by the chief priest when he was young. Later, he also studied with the original sage of Lothric.

People just enshrined the second prince high as a candidate for the salary king who would inherit the flame sooner or later.

In fact, even the second prince's bed was placed high up in this palace.

It didn't look like a place to rest or sleep, but rather like an altar dedicated to the primordial fire.

If he had completely followed the wishes of the king who had been in charge of the Fire Passing Ceremony for tens of thousands of years, Prince Lothric would indeed have accepted his fate.

However, it was Lothric's original sage who was responsible for teaching the prince.

Thousands of years ago, the military front of the desert country Casas swept all countries except for the peak power of Lothrik.

King Wonir of Casas would destroy the local crowns that had been entrusted by the gods after conquering a country. In the end, only his own crown was left.

Thus Overlord was born.

Dolan Guleg once briefly took charge of the fire-passing ceremony thousands of years ago.

But that brief period of control allowed an undead man to kill all the people or things with powerful souls in that area.

In the end, he gathered a huge enough soul and became the salary king of that generation, continuing the burning of the first fire.

Later generations respectfully called him [God of War] Fahan and enjoyed the status of god.

But because of this, the originally powerful Dolanguleg was defeated by Casas, and the refugees and talents were gathered by Losric.

Even the large number of people brought Dolan Guleg's dragon culture with them, forming a culture of worshiping the power of dragons.

The initial sage of Lothric also came to Lothric from Dolan Gureg during that incident and began to serve.

However, only the princes who accepted the teachings of the original sages knew that the knowledge their teachers possessed was beyond words.

That knowledge must be beyond the imagination of King Osroais, and even beyond the imagination of the ancient gods!

And the students who got some knowledge from the teacher naturally began to feel dissatisfied with their destined fate.

It's not that they are dissatisfied with their own death. In this cruel world, even the descendants of the gods don't care much about their own lives.

What makes the two princes dissatisfied is that their lives will be tied to a fruitless thing.

Because in the heart of the original sage, he had always had doubts about the feasibility of the [Fire Passing Ceremony].

This thought undoubtedly influenced the princes.

It also pushed things to this point.

"Shenwei, have the knight leader and chief priest met with Maluk at the high wall as planned?"

On the high bed, the prince wearing a hood with prayer power asked softly.

Prince Lothric's hand stretched out from under his clothes. The shape of the hand did not look like that of a human or a god. The fingers were sharp and the skin and muscles were close to the bones.

Weird and pale.

A man wearing a wide-brimmed hat, a black trench coat, and armor knelt down on one knee.

His waist was very strange, with a tachi and a rib stuck in it.

It seems out of place in this city full of Gothic buildings.

On his hand, he wears a ring of the same style as the leader of the knights and the chief priest of Emma. It's just that the silhouette on the surface of the ring is the image of a black wide-brimmed hat.

[Black Hand of the King], another pillar with the same status as the three pillars of Lothrik's royal power. It is directly under the command of the royal family, and only three assassination troops have been selected in the past.

The king's black hands of the previous generation are not completely dead, but in order to achieve their goals, the princes have actually secretly cultivated their own [black hands].

"Everything is going according to plan. Maruk gathered the knight leader and the chief priest, but there seemed to be two more people present, which is insignificant."

Kamui pressed the brim of his hat and reported calmly.

After getting the answer, Prince Lothrik also raised his deformed hand.

"In that case."

Prince Lothric's deformed hand caressed the exquisitely carved guardrail in front of the bed, as if it were the guardrail that imprisoned him.

He had already made up his mind, so the rest of his words were spoken simply and calmly.

"Start from this moment, eliminate the rebellion!"

"The knights who disrespect the royal family have betrayed their oaths, and the priests who disrespect the gods have betrayed their faith. Eliminate them, expel them, and control the city."

"The sages of the Great Library will provide loyal help."

"At the same time, raise the entire city and disconnect it from the outside world. While Lothric is dealing with the internal unrest, please don't worry about the interference from outside forces and the pollution of the abyss."

"Although soul-sucking ghosts contaminated by the abyss have appeared in the ruins of Fran Fortress. But we are not alone. The Dark Moon Pope has made it clear that he will support the Lothric royal family's suppressive activities."

"Everyone!"

The door to Prince Lothric's palace creaked open.

Behind the heavy door that was nearly twenty meters high were neatly arranged Lothric knights, both in red and blue smocks, and Lothric soldiers.

"In the name of my father and Prince Lorian!"

There was a "whoop", because the movements were so neat that even the collision of armor almost turned into a sound.

All knights and soldiers knelt down at the same time in this noble and sacred name.

——

"Do you have any silencing magic here?"

Atop the high wall of Lothric, Lann spoke softly while looking at Lorenzo's eyes under one half-eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

"It means you seemed to have said before that the sages obtained the ownership of a large library from King Osroais, right?"

"You mean"

Lorenzo's eyes suddenly widened.

There is indeed magic in this world that can make the caster silent. Therefore, this time Lan En is different from the past. He relies on his extraordinary sense of smell instead of hearing and vision to discover the disharmonious factors in his surroundings.

Lan En and Lorenzo looked at each other, and at the same time, his left hand was already on the handle of the long knife at his waist, indicating his intention.

——Someone is hiding here!

The two of them are currently on a walkway on a high wall. On both sides of the walkway are city walls and residential buildings.

The height of the roof of a residential building is about five meters above the ground.

Because there isn't much air circulation, the less convenient sense of smell comes in handy.

Lan En had just finished communicating with Lorenzo, and it seemed as if his words were confirmed.

A bright blue light suddenly appeared from the roof of the nearby residence!

With a "swish" sound, the blue light was stretched into a huge arrow and launched towards Lan En and Lorenzo below!

Lan En had seen Leonard use this kind of blue light in the Netherworld Church.

It seems to be a characteristic of magic in this world that it can directly harm the soul through armor and body.

It is a magical characteristic based on the ease of contact and research by souls in this world.

In the Magical Middle Ages, even communicating with souls was a highly technical task that ordinary warlocks could not even think about.

And here, spells that directly damage the soul are the foundation of the foundation.

It can also be regarded as a manifestation of the different characteristics between worlds.

Lan En suddenly retreated, and the combined use of [Light Body Technique] and [Acceleration Technique] made him escape from the blue light's aim like blue smoke.

Lorenzo rolled directly to his side. Although he was wearing very awkward full-body plate armor, his rolling movements were very skillful.

Not even the big sword on his back caused any hindrance.

This skillful evasive action prevented the magic attack from hurting him.

"Asshole! It's the Sages! They struck first!"

Lorenzo roared.

Lan En looked up and saw two people holding staffs standing on the roof of the house.

Both of their feet were shrouded in a ball of light that emitted a slight blue light, and there was no sound as they walked.

"Do your mages still do the job of assassins?"

Lan En shouted at Lorenzo in confusion.

"Otherwise, why do you think Behem Dragon Academy is famous?" Lorenzo took off his sword from his back and responded impatiently.

"Stop asking so many questions, kill them first!"

The knight commander wanted to get closer to the five-meter-high residential house.

It would be foolish to keep distance from enemies like magicians.

When a warrior fights magic, it is best to get close to the caster and then kill him quickly.

The surrounding residents were fleeing in a hurry because of the sudden conflict.

The magician standing on the roof was still casting magic, and occasionally the blue light arrow would burst out among the crowd.

The ordinary residents who were affected did not say a word, and their bodies did not appear to be damaged, but they were as motionless as rag dolls.

It seems that these magician assassins have no scruples at all.

Is this a coup to attack the Knight Commander of the Knights of Lothric in the street? ?

There is no time to think so much.

While the enemy fired another blue light arrow at him on the roof, Lan En stretched out his left hand towards it.

The projector on the arm armor made a mechanical clicking sound.

With a "swish" sound, the claws shot out and bit a magician's shoulder.

The huge mechanical bite force caused the claws to dig directly into the flesh and bones of the man's shoulders!

"ah!"

Amid the screams, the staff in his hand fell uncontrollably onto the wooden roof and rolled down the slope.

The rope tanned from the mane of the great ferocious jackal shrank.

To Lan En, the weight of this man was no different than a piece of rotten wood.

After the magician was forcefully grabbed into his hand, Lan turned his hand and threw it towards Lorenzo.

His jumping ability seems to be so bad that even if he rushes to the side of a house, he can't defeat the magician on the roof.

Now I want to use that big sword to tear down the house.

The magician Lan En threw over happened to block a blue light arrow that hit his head.

Two magicians have solved one.

The other one didn't seem threatening to Lan En either.

But just when the witcher was about to launch his hook again,

"Boom!!!"

The ground is rising! The mountains are moving!

The ground beneath his feet began to move horribly. Fortunately, Lan En's posture was always very stable.

But Lorenzo, as well as everyone else on the road, were thrown into pieces by this sudden change.

The lifting of the ground caused by magic and miracles is not an earthquake, so the ground is actually relatively stable in its upward motion.

Lan En lay on the edge of the high wall and looked down, only to see that outside the gate into the city, the bridge entering the city had been torn apart.

This huge city is raising its own position and isolating itself from the outside world due to the difference in terrain.