Red Blood Dragon Knight

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In the early morning, the gloomy sky began to be scattered with small snow huā, the snow huā silently fell on the ground, and then instantly turned into water droplets, and the dry and cracked ground was wet.

By noon, the corner of the wall was covered with a thin layer of snow.

There was a lead-grey murderous atmosphere between heaven and earth.

Although it was daytime, the whole city was silent. There were sparse pedestrians on the street, and everyone wrapped themselves like a zongzi, spitting out heat from his mouth, and hurried past.

Immediately, a crisp sound of horse hooves broke the calm of the street. Immediately afterwards, I saw an old horse sprinting around from the corner of the street.

It pulled a simple rental carriage and drove all the way through the street.

The owner of the carriage obviously took great care of the carriage, and patch-like boards were nailed to many places on the carriage to block the cold wind from blowing into the carriage.

The rental carriage turned several alleys and finally walked onto a flat and quiet avenue.

The traffic on this road is obviously more sparse, and there are only three or two black spots on both sides of the wide road that is out of sight. If you come closer, you will find that it is actually the soldiers of the city guards on patrol. Without them, there would never be a single figure on this road.

On both sides of the road are huā garden villas or deep residence courtyards. At a glance, you can see that this is the high-end residential area in the imperial city of Akadrin.

Able to live here. Most of them are senior officials in the imperial city government.

You must know that the inner ring of the imperial city is very precious. The land price of one square is equal to the full income of the people in Xiacheng for a year.

They can't afford a toilet here even if they don't eat or drink for a thousand years. Even if you win a prize that you won't see in ten thousand years, you can only buy a single room for a servant's room.

From this we can know how generous the people living here are.

The carriage drove forward for a long distance, and then the coachman reined in and stopped in front of the gate of a mansion with the gatehouse number sixty-two.

The coachman looked around, looked at the luxurious house opposite with extreme envy, then patted the roof of the car with his almost freezing hand, and respectfully said: "Sir, we are here."

The door opened with a creak.

immediately. A handsome young man appeared at the door. Holding a box in his arms, he jumped flexibly, exhaled a white breath from his mouth, and looked at the surrounding streets.

According to this not far away. There was a black carriage parked, Misato was no longer in position, the door was closed, and there was no reason, just like the carriage parked at the door waiting for people.

The young man was keenly aware that when he got out of the car, the curtain on the black carriage opened very faintly. Obviously someone was hiding behind the window, looking at him carefully.

Instead of being angry, the young man snorted disdainfully and took out a silver coin casually. Threw it to the coachman and waved his hand: "No need to find it."

The old coachman’s withered yellow face showed a pleasant smile. He respectfully took off his hat, bent over to the young man, and said repeatedly: "Thank you for your generosity, and may God bless you. May the Great Demon God bless you. Dear Mr……"

The coachman drove the carriage away from this street. The young man glanced at both sides of the road, then stretched out a **** towards the black carriage behind him, and uttered disgust.

Although this provocative action is extremely simple. But it is full of danger. You know, this is an aristocratic community, full of idle pain, arrogance, and extremely sensitive self-esteem. A passionate young man.

The gang of brain-disabled two and thirteen can draw their swords in order to give a huā to the little girl, and they can fight because they look at them with wrong eyes.

but. Despite the young man's provocation, the dark carriage behind him remained silent.

The young man couldn't help feeling even more contemptuous in his heart, and then walked to the gate, knocked the gate gently, and a noble servant in livery opened the gate.

"Please inform, Viscount Morgan is here to visit." The young man reported to his home.

The servant let the door open, bowed and saluted, and said, "Viscount Morgan, isn't it?

Master ordered, you just go in. grown ups. "

When the young man walked into the gate, the servant looked at the black carriage opposite, cursed in his mouth, and closed the gate heavily.

In the courtyard, a cobblestone road leads directly to the main building. On both sides are evergreen green plants. In the center of the courtyard is a two-story marble fountain with a life-size statue erected in the center.

Those who can own such a courtyard in Acadelin will not be the rich people of ordinary people.

In fact, this is the residence of a commander of the Imperial Guard.

Morgan stepped up the steps and pushed open the door, and a fragrant hot air rushed over his face, blowing away all the cold air from him in an instant. It made him feel a lot warmer at once.

At the same time, brisk music and laughter of men and women came from my ears.

Morgan took a deep breath, then fixed his eyes.

At this moment, the hall was full of people, men, women and children.

They all dressed luxuriously and gracefully, their diamond and gold jewelry gleaming, holding wine glasses in their hands, and gathered together to chat and laugh relaxedly.

These people are all nobles and celebrities in the city of Akaderin.

At this time, a servant stepped forward to take off his coat.

Morgan smiled slightly, then walked in.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

Several young men and women smiled and greeted him.

Morgan just nodded at them, then walked straight through the crowd, walked to the hostess of today's party, gave the box in his hand to the beautiful young woman in her thirties, and said: "Happy birthday, Mrs. Merlot.

Although I once thought of giving you a diamond or a piece of jewelry, when I was choosing it, I found that no matter how brilliant the jewelry is, it can only be inferior to your beauty.

So I had to steal a bottle of wine from my father's desk.

Please accept it. "

Hearing his praise. Mrs. Merlot lightly covered her feather fan in front of her. He chuckled gracefully, and said slyly: "Morgan, look at your sweet mouth. I don't know how many pure girls' hearts are going to be fooled..."

Just now, when she saw the wine's trademark, she couldn't help but let out a "Huh" in surprise. Said: "This is... This is Bordeaux. Bordeaux produced by Terran Flying Eagle Company."

Morgan said: "Yes, ma'am. It's still a genuine smuggled product. It's definitely not the inferior wine that is imported from official vats, then mixed with water and vinegar, and then encapsulated.

And look at this golden flying eagle symbol, a royal tribute.

It is said that this formula also contains a youth potion carefully formulated by a magician. It can rejuvenate the beauty of women.

Only its sweetness can match your beauty. So, please accept it. "

Mrs. Merlot was pleased, her bright eyes that had been praised by the poets narrowed into crescent moons, and said with a smile: "Thank you. Dear Morgan.

However, I believe that your father will get his nose crooked. Melo and they are drinking on the second floor, you go. "

Morgan nodded, took a step back, then saluted again and turned around and walked up to the second floor.

He walked through the corridor on the second floor with ease, then knocked on the door of a reception room.

The one who opened the door was a general in his thirties, of medium build and fair complexion. It seems gentle, this person is General Merlot, the commander of one of the divisions of the Imperial Guard.

There were a few people sitting at the round table in the room, among them were Joseph, Harrison, and others he was familiar with, as well as a few faces he had never seen before.

A few bottles of wine and poker chips were piled up in a mess on the table, it looked like they were playing cards. And there is no window open, and someone is smoking a cigarette imported from Flying Eagle, the room is full of smoke and the air is extremely dirty.

Melo patted Morgan on the shoulder and pushed him into the room. Said: "I'm just waiting for you, kid."

Morgan and Joseph greeted him, pulled a chair and sat at the table, and said casually: "It looks like a black dog is blocking the door outside?"

Melo walked to the window and opened the curtains and glanced out. Said: "These damned spies have a dog nose. As long as there is a party, they will come as soon as possible.

At the last meeting, Heberman's old black dog even said with a shy face that this was to protect everyone's safety.

*, this is simply insulting people's IQ.

I really want to shoot him a brick one day~! "

Joseph said angrily: "Let them monitor us like this? Nobody cares? When did we become a spy political country."

Someone nearby sneered and said: "It's always been alright, all departments are cutting budgets, and the budget of the **** intelligence department has increased sharply."

Morgan sighed and introduced softly: "This is exactly what Cameron instructed. Heberman wore a pair of pants with him after the coup."

Joseph frowned and said, "Cameron, Cameron, the chief disciple of the high priest?

That **** grandson tortoise~! "

Melo sighed tiredly, and said: "Forget it, at most troublesome, let them watch if they want to, let's be careful.

Today, it is a chance to celebrate my wife's birthday. The purpose of calling everyone is very simple, and the situation is not optimistic. "

The people sitting at the same time sighed helplessly. This is a completely correct nonsense. If you are optimistic, will everyone still sit here?

Going out to pick up girls long ago.

Melo said with a serious expression: "The **** chief who was newly appointed three days ago used an excuse to spit and eliminated the two ministers and 16 officials from the Planning Department and the Personnel Department.

Now the leaders of all departments in the entire military department have been replaced by the gang of civilian officials who came to power in the coup.

Our seven royal families were wiped out.

The soldiers are not bloody!

Who of you has ever heard a more ridiculous excuse than this, spitting? "

Morgan gave a wry smile and said: "The high-level officers and generals have very opinions on this, but the middle-level and low-level officers can't wait to jump up and cheer. They can finally get ahead.

Those ambitious and extremely short-sighted guys.

They talk about their country and nation all day long, but in fact they only think about getting promoted and getting rich, and they don't think about the future at all.

Who made them get promoted. Who gives them money. They listen to whoever.

A bunch of dog stuff with milk and mother~!

*……"

Under his anger, he would continue to curse, but he didn't know what he thought of, and then his anger turned into a long sigh: "Oh...

Now that the two polarities within the army are facing serious conflicts, and the war is imminent, how can we fight this battle? "

Melo shook his head and said: "The military order is unreasonable, the general will be unstable, and the enemy's situation is unknown. We... we can't win at all."

Harrison said: "The situation is so serious. Isn't anyone in charge? The high priest has always been very wise."

"This is what the high priest meant." Melo said coldly.

Everyone was silent for a while. Although they all know everything from the bottom of their hearts, many people are still willing to hold the last glimmer of fantasy before revealing it.

Melo said in a low voice: "The Guards commander Hawkes begged to see the high priest and asked him to come forward to stabilize the situation. But the high priest didn't say a word about the coup d'etat of those villains. He said it was government affairs, so he couldn't intervene.

*Government~! "

Morgan said with a solemn expression: "We have found out that Cameron was responsible for all the coup. Even if it was not requested by the high priest, he would be happy to see it.

Because to stop the entire coup d’état, he only needed a word, but during those **** days, the high priest kept silent. "

Merlot glanced at the young man beside him, and said: "The situation is already clear. The high priest intends to squeeze our royal family out of the Semites and replace us with a group of more obedient fools.

We have reached the critical moment of life and death for our lingshi royal family and our sham family. We will not bury him and the dark mage's ambitions.

We want to kill him~! "

This sentence is like speaking to an ordinary Semitic, and the effect is shocking, but all these people at the table are calm and they have already known their mission.

Joseph shook his head and said: "Impossible, he is close to God, no one can kill him."

Melo suddenly smiled confidently and said confidently: "This is not necessarily true. In this world, someone can kill him."

"Who is it?" Several people said in shock and anxiously: "Who is so powerful?"

The undead high priest lived for more than two thousand years. In his long experience, countless people wanted his life, but so far no one has succeeded.

Among these people, there is no lack of peerless masters or great magisters with terrible strength, and they have died in the hands of the high priest without exception.

The only exception is the Lorraine who made a big fuss with the Semi the year before.

Morgan's eyes lit up. He blurted out and said: "The Bright Holy See~!"

Merlot patted Morgan on the shoulder with admiration, and said, "You are still smart. Yes, it is the Holy See of Light."

"Impossible~" Joseph and the others retorted in unison.

Melo looked confident, and said, "Why is it impossible? When he went to hunt down that Lorraine, he was attacked and wounded by the Holy See from behind. He returned and raised it for a full three months. Although this matter is kept secret, it is a witch. The demons all know."

Morgan added: "That Lorraine is the paladin of the Holy See, and the most powerful paladin of the gods."

Melo smiled and said; "Think about it, if a group of priests of the Holy See surround the high priest, in the end..."

"Ka" Melo broke a pen, and the broken pen holder was still on the table.

Everyone stared at the broken penholder in awe, calculating the feasibility of this plan in their hearts.

The world knows that the holy arts of the Holy See of Light have a restraining effect on dark spells and undead spells, and the two sides are even more deadly enemies.

No matter how powerful the undead high priest is, he is still a dark mage, and his natural resistance to holy arts is weak.

If the Holy See piles up enough manpower, it will be enough to purify the high priest.

It suddenly occurred to everyone that this seemingly ridiculous plan was the most feasible.

Morgan scratched his head in doubt, and said: "But how do we contact the Holy See of Light? They are our enemies."

Melo stood up, opened the flashing door next to him, and invited an old man in his sixties or seventies out of it.

He is tall, with broad shoulders, a lion's nose, and long silver-white hair. He looks extremely majestic.

His eyes didn't have the turbidity of old people at all, on the contrary, they were piercing, with a compelling expression.

At first sight, he is a big man with rich experience. This temperament. These young people have only been seen in those veterans who have been fighting for a long time.

However, they can be sure that there is no such good person in the veteran of Lingshi.

Moreover, the old man's skin is dark and rough, his palms are wide, and he has a thick callus, which shows that he is a person who is accustomed to enduring hardship.

As can be seen from Melo's respectful attitude towards him, this old man's status is extremely high.

Merlot supported the old man, but he pushed him away. The old man strode to the table and looked at the young people at the table one by one.

Morgan felt his eyes look like a sharp sword. He pierced his own heart through his eyes, bowing his head with a guilty conscience.

Not only him, no one can look at him for more than three seconds. The old man seemed to be able to see through.

The old man snorted dissatisfiedly, his voice hoarse and rough. Said: "Nowadays young people are getting more and more unsatisfied."

Several young people deliberately refuted, but still did not dare to look at him.

Melo smiled humbly and said: "Can't compare with your time."

Then he said: "Comrades in the Black Band, this is Acatelius."

Morgan was stunned for a few seconds, and said to his heart: This name seems familiar...

A flash of lightning flashed across his mind, Morgan pushed the table and jumped up suddenly, even the chair fell down, and exclaimed, "It's you~!"

Acatelius glanced at him condescendingly, and said, "It seems that someone has not forgotten me."

"Who is he?" The others were confused, looking at Morgan one after another. Asked.

"Yeah, who is he?"

"..."

Morgan swallowed nervously, his voice trembling slightly, and said: "The most wanted man in the empire, the rebel, the leader of the rebel army, the former head of the Royal Guards, Akatrisius."

"Damn~!" Joseph and the others exclaimed in unison, then jumped up from the chair and looked at the old man in front of him with the same eyes of an alien.

This old man is a legend of Lingshan. Heroic, resourceful, and illustrious, he was originally promoted to the Admiral of the Imperial Guard and had a great future. But in a battle to quell the rebellion, he suddenly rebelled and turned to the rebel army. Beyond everyone's expectations.

What's more amazing is that he also played the banner and swore to eliminate the undead high priest and dark mage.

Since then, Lingshan organized no less than ten crusades to eliminate this traitor, but he escaped all of them, turned around and defeated several crusades. Then he established his own base in remote mountainous areas.

Although the base area was extremely weak, it survived tenaciously.

Lingshan officially offered a reward of one million for taking his head, but unfortunately, it has never been able to do so for 30 years.

Now his name is a taboo topic in Lingshan, and even many people have forgotten that there is such a most wanted criminal.

Akatriius glanced at them and said flatly: "We are all for a bright future, but my approach is different from yours.

The Undead High Priest and Dark Mage are vampires attached to our Lingshi. If they don’t get rid of them for a day, our Lingshi will not want to restore health.

So when Melo found me, I came over without hesitation. "

His remarks won the approval of the young people, and the Dark Mage is indeed a group of parasites that grow on the body of Ling Shan.

Morgan kept sweating nervously and stammered: "It's dangerous here. There are spies outside."

Acatelius waved his hand indifferently and said: "I just appeared in front of them with integrity, and they won't recognize me. Besides, there are my people in the Intelligence Department. Don't care about those little trash fish."

Merlot nodded and said, "Senior Acatellius has a plan."

"Last year, a group of hard labor uprisings from the war fort workshop later defected to me." Akatrisius sat down slowly, and then said: "Their leader is a man named Batusta.

According to him, the one who broke through the workshop and liberated them was Lorraine who had made a big fuss with the Semi. "

Morgan and the others curled their lips in dissatisfaction, and they had no good feelings about the guy who had robbed Adeling.

Acaterizius looked at their expressions in his eyes, sneered, and said, "Don’t have any opinions, but they are better than you, right? Tusta knew that Lorraine was active with Lorraine at that time. They were a group of people entrenched in the Caribbean. Pirates, I believe that through pirates, we can contact Lorraine and then the Holy See of Light."

Joseph shook his head and said, "Why is it so troublesome? Now that the pink panthers are still doing smuggling business from humans, it is not easier to contact them."

Melo explained: "This was originally my idea, but I later discovered that they have been targeted, but no one dares to provoke them, and their pipeline has been interrupted.

At present this is our only way~www.wuxiaspot.com~Acatelius said: "Batusta has set off. He needs your help now to ensure the smooth operation."

Melo clapped his hands and said: "Harrison, it's up to you now. You are responsible for opening a door for Battusa so that he can successfully connect with the pirates."

Harrison raised his hand to express his understanding, and said: "It's a small matter. Our navy and pirates have always been in contact."

Merlot nodded in satisfaction and said, "As for the head, the rest is up to us."

Acaterizius added: "At the same time, my people will launch some offensives and buy you a few more months, but overall, we only have less than half a year available."

Merlot took a deep breath and said: "Everyone, the future of the Semitic is on your shoulders." (If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your Support is my biggest motivation.)

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