Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Damn! What are these!" The weapon in his hand was about to pierce the mage's body, but Grand Duke Blood Axe found that he couldn't let the dagger advance any more. He lowered his head blankly, and saw countless thorny vines with only the thickness of his fingers. I don't know when he had quietly covered his lower body.

"Strictly speaking. They can be regarded as gifts given to me by a lady." The cheese shrugged and his left hand waved lightly, and those canes completely bound Harold III, the short in the Duke's hands. The sword was also hit and flew to the distance. The surrounding soldiers saw this scene and instinctively wanted to step forward to rescue their Duke, but the hand of Herne, wrapped in thorns, had now reached the executioner's neck.

His execution axe was close to his throat, and Grand Duke Blood Axe understood that he had now completely lost the duel. In the glorious judgment, killing the defeated is not cruel. On the contrary, it can demonstrate the determination to gamble on all your beliefs. Without knowing who the cheese is, Harold III did not think he had a chance to leave alive.

As a professional executioner, Grand Duke Blood Axe executed at least two digits of nobles on the execution ground. Some of them are because of rebellion, and some are because of a felony that is difficult to forgive. Of course, some of them were framed to death. But as an executioner, Harold has no right to choose when to kill, and all he can do is to make the person who died under the hand of Hearn less painful.

"What are you still hesitating about? Boy?" Duke Blood Axe stared directly at the cheese and said this. Hearing his dissatisfaction, it seemed that he was not only afraid of being killed, but he was too hesitant to abandon the mage. He even provoked, "Is it waiting for me to teach you how to get a knife to be fatal?"

The cheese was amused by the words of Harold III. He has never seen such a person, few people can be so casual in front of death, and this kind of randomness is not mixed with any madness. The mage put away the thorns on his left hand, and took Hern's hand back into his hand. But instead of holding the axe directly, he placed it on the ground, as he did before the blood axe.

"Why should I kill you? I have won this trial, haven't I?"

Harold III watched in consternation as the cheese withdrew the vines that entangled him. When the last thorn was reintegrated into the ring in the mage's hand, Grand Duke Blood Axe believed that the cheese really didn't want to kill Yourself. He touched the back of his head awkwardly and sighed.

"... Well, young wizard, I declare in the name of Harold III that you won this glorious trial for Lothar."

When the blood axe's voice spread, all the soldiers present were quiet, they knew the weight of this sentence. The man in the pharmacist's clothing hiding in the Harold family who was seen by the cheese before, after hearing this sentence, intended to slip away while the others were still in shock. But he didn't take a few steps, he found himself stared at something terrible.

Jack ’s eyes do n’t know when he has become a wolf-shaped pupil. Although his appearance has not changed except for his eyes, as long as someone sees his eyes, he will not think that the wolf walker at this time is a human.

"You are here waiting for the cheese to come back. I'm going to chase my prey." The werewolf only left this sentence, and he overturned the onlookers at a terrible speed. The guards even Without time to react, Jack's body already appeared behind them. And when they turned their heads afterwards, where else could they see the shadow of the wolf walker?

The cheese naturally noticed the companion's move. But he didn't say anything. After all, it was he who asked Jack to use the werewolf's eyes to find the target. When the mage used the name of Alexander instead of Jack, he was actually implying that he had something that only the eyes of the wolf walker could see.

On the other hand, Harold III hesitated and said to the mage.

"Listen, wizard. I know this is unreasonable. However, although I let go of Lothar today, I am afraid that the order of His Majesty the King will not be cancelled in a short time." Grand Duke Blood Axe said with a wry smile, he knew How much King Cang likes Lothar, and letting him make up his mind to send himself to kill the Earl of Montenegro means that the King ’s decision will not be let down by a glorious trial.

"I suggest that you leave King Capital for a while. It ’s best to leave Cangshi first. You have heard the horn on the city wall. Now you will leave here without any interruption. Also, although this is just my guess, I I think His Majesty ’s reaction to the execution of Lothar was a bit strange ... "

The cheese understood the meaning of Harold III. In fact, when he asked Jack to catch people, the mage already had a vague guess about this incident. Whether it is Jason ’s betrayal or the now abnormal king, this unpleasant tactic is a common means of witches in the impression of cheese. Now the mage only needs to wait for the wolf walker to retrieve the guy who is mixed in the crowd, and then he can know the approximate of this matter.

Now he only hoped that the witches had simply come to Amya for their revenge, instead of another group of pawns who had become the plague spreaders. If that's the case ...

The mage shook his head, temporarily suppressing this unlucky idea. He nodded and thanked Harold III for his suggestion, and then naturally wanted to pick up the hand of Hearn stuck in the ground. But when the hand of the cheese touched the axe handle of this battle axe, an unbearable burning sensation tingled the mage's palm.

"His!" Although the cheese let go in time, his palm still left a large mark of burns. As a spellcaster, he was born out of this witch hunt knife. But this further deepened the mage's interest in weapons, and he looked up badly at Harold III who wanted to come over and take the battle axe.

"Master Duke, I have a heartless request. Can you lend me this battle axe for a while?"

Grand Duke Blood Axe's face was pulled down. As the symbol of the Harold family, the hand of Hearn also represents the ruling authority of the Cangshi royal family. This weapon is more than just a murder weapon, it is a totem. But after all, the cheese defeated itself in the glorious trial. Not to mention this battle axe, it was this life, and it was picked up only under the forgiveness of the mage. The dignity as a noble made Harold frown.

"Sorry Mr. Wizard, but Hern's hand should not appear in the hands of a foreigner. This weapon is too important for the Cang Lion."

The cheese smiled at this, and he had thought about the countermeasure long ago.

"Of course, Lord Duke. I know how important this battle axe is to Cangshi, so I guarantee that during the time I borrowed this battle axe. It will be kept by Mr. Lothar, would you doubt it Is the kingdom loyal? "

The Earl of Montenegro is undoubtedly loyal to the Cang Lion, and Loza has proved himself with his outstanding military skills. Moreover, even in the king ’s order, he admitted that Losa would enjoy the title of Earl of Montenegro, so in other words, even if Losa really committed such a big crime as treason, the king did not intend to deprive Losa. The title, which is enough to show his status in the heart of the king ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ plus Losa really grew up next to the king, the feelings between the two are extraordinary ...

Grand Duke Blood Axe gritted his teeth, and he looked at Lothar with the golden battle axe in the distance. He picked up Hearn's hand from the ground and walked to the latter.

"Before you return Hern's hand, your axe will be in my custody." Then, Harold III snatched Loza's gold battle axe and carved a black witch hunter with a lion pattern in his hand. The knife stuck in his hand. At the same time whispered to the earl of Montenegro.

"Prove to me that Your Majesty's sentence against you is wrong."

"Yes, Harold ... uncle." Lothar said with a wry smile at the old man who was about to kill himself. He clearly remembered how much help this infamous executioner in the kingdom had given himself during the years when he lived in Wangdu. So he also knew how hot this old man actually was under the cold appearance.

Watching Grand Duke Bloodaxe walk back to the back of the soldiers, Lothar suddenly had a hunch that he seemed unable to return the battle axe to the old man. When the blood axe's black-robed soldiers and the guards disappeared on the corner of the street as they appeared, the ear of the Montenegro shed a tear. And he couldn't speak for himself, why did he cry.