The Black Knight from the Blue Planet

Someone died during the banquet, but most people at the banquet didn't think anything was wrong.

Instead, he was ridiculously excited.

Facing the women's screams of ecstasy one after another, Hardy calmly looked up at the group of old people on the viewing platform.

Morgan Jefferson put his hands on the railings of the observation deck, struggled to smile, and looked down at the black-haired boy below.

But his eyes were full of resentment.

"Murderer, let him..."

But soon, the words came back to his mouth.

Hardy looked up at him at this time, and the dark magic in his body was surging, surging outward layer by layer.

The broken hair in front of his forehead was blown by the strong wind of magic power, and he was already on the verge of transformation.

They knew very well how terrifying the transformed Nightmare Knight was.

At this time, Morgan Jefferson's ugly behavior was seen by many caring people.

Including Duolun-Majia on the observation deck opposite.

"This is the warrior who fought hard on the battlefield, and this is the noble who has been tempered by blood and fire." Duolun Maga took a deep breath: "Daughter, look at this man I introduced to you. Sample?"

Next to Duolun Maga, stood a woman.

She appears to be around 20 years old, about 1.72 meters tall, with a plump and sexy body.

At this time, she was looking at Hardy's back, her eyes full of light.

Hearing her father's words, she nodded slightly and said, "Father, your idea is indeed very good, but others may not like me."

"Daughter, you are too unsure of yourself." Duolun Maga smiled and said: "You may not be the most beautiful woman in our Aijaka Empire, but you are definitely the most beautiful woman in our Xikagou City."

The young woman shook her head slightly: "Father, I don't have the confidence to conquer this man. He is too unruly and too confident. He is obviously looking up at others, but it gives people the impression that he is looking down at them. Such a powerful person , I can’t control it.”

"Haha, I didn't ask you to control him." Duolun Maga chuckled: "I just asked you to become his woman, fall in love with him, and stay by his side."

The woman looked back at her father in surprise: "You don't need me to get enough political benefits from him?"

"Just being by his side is enough political benefit."

Listening to her father's words, the young woman was thoughtful.

At this time, Morgan Jefferson on the observation deck had disappeared, including the old people.

Several waiters came up with wet cloths and were wiping away the blood sprayed on the ground.

When they were wiping away a bunch of blood clots, something appeared.

Hardy also saw it with his sharp eyes, and stretched out his hand... a purple mage's hand brought the thing in front of Hardy.

It is a round badge, and through the blood, the lines on it can be vaguely seen.

Hardy thought this thing looked familiar and quickly remembered it.

Masons!

Masons had tried to woo him before, but he refused.

Do the current Masons want to kill themselves?

It's not impossible.

After all, their goal is to cut down the World Tree of the elves, and they have a very good relationship with the elves.

Then there is enough reason for this young man 'Dan' to dare to 'assassinate' himself at the banquet.

Hardy snorted and tossed the thing aside like garbage.

The banquet continued.

Many people gathered around again, especially women, almost all of them crowded around Hadi.

Women naturally like this kind of tense and exciting things.

And Hardy is very handsome.

Even if they can't develop any relationship, they may still find it worth it if they have a chance to meet each other.

After that, the banquet started its normal process.

The same old food, wine and carnival all in one place.

Hardy did not participate in the final carnival, but walked out of the banquet hall and came to the atrium outside.

The women inside are all crazy, and probably not many of them are clean.

He didn't want to touch it.

It would be bad if the cauliflower grows.

Although it can be treated with magic,...it doesn't sound good if you tell anyone about the growing cauliflower.

Not long after he came out, a long-legged beauty also came out.

She slowly walked to Hardy's side and said, "Sir Hardy, don't you want to play inside for a while?"

Hardy shook his head: "I don't like such a chaotic scene."

"That's right, I don't like it either." The woman turned to look at Hardy, her eyes brighter than before, as if they were reflecting the moonlight.

"Where is your father?" Hardy asked.

When he was at the banquet hall before, he saw this woman and Duolun Maga standing together, and the relationship was very close and not between a man and a woman, so it was easy to guess.

It must be Duolun's daughter, the one he said he wanted to introduce to him.

Looking at it now, it is indeed quite beautiful.

Fits Hardy’s aesthetic.

Her temperament is also dignified enough. Taken together, she is only half a level worse than Queen Sissi.

"Your Excellency Hardy, you can call me Yiwen." The beauty said seriously: "My father is hanging out with his old lover inside."

Hardy shrugged.

That's how noble families are. It's normal for elders and relatives to mess around outside.

Ewen smiled: "Sir Hardy, your duel before was very exciting, and it made people's blood boil."

She thought of Hardy's heroic appearance when he instantly used the dimensional anchor magic to cut the five horses of 'Dan' into corpses, and felt that her legs were a little weak.

Thinking of Hardy's grace when he looked back at Morgan Jefferson with that unruly and domineering look, his legs became even weaker.

I really want to hang on to this young man.

But she knew that this matter should not be rushed.

So as not to leave a bad impression on Hardy.

Hardy nodded politely.

Seeing that Hardy didn't seem to be very interested in her, Ewen took a deep breath and said, "I just saw that Mr. Hardy got the badge of the Masons. You don't seem to like it?"

"I really don't like it," Hardy said truthfully.

The other party has sent people to mess with him, how could he like it.

When Yiwen heard this, her eyes flashed with joy: "I don't like it too much either. Do you want to hear information about this organization?"

"you know?"

"I am now in charge of the intelligence affairs of the Maga family." Yiwen said proudly: "We know a lot about the Masons."

Hardy looked at the other party in surprise.

As she manages such important affairs in a big family, it seems that this Ewen is very trusted by Doron Maga.

"Can you tell me something?" Hardy asked.

"Of course you can." Yiwen looked around, and then said: "But it's not very convenient here, and it may be heard by others. Sir Hardy, please come with me."

After saying that, Yiwen walked to a place.

Hardy follows.

Passing through a row of dense trees, I found a small row of houses.

Moreover, there were pairs of men and women, hugging each other, walking out of the banquet hall and entering these small houses.

Yiwen took the initiative to find an empty room and went in.

Hardy thought for a while and walked in.

Then the door closed. (End of chapter)