The Black Scepter

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"If the world is a sea, what I see is often the unsurpassed sea surface. The real danger can only be discovered by going deep into the seabed, but never knowing what will happen in the end."

Murphy looked down at the scepter in his hand, his fingers gently brushing on the smooth and dark surface of the end of the rod, and the golden dark lines flickered, "I ride on the head of Nisya Dragon, but I don't know it at all Will pull me into the abyss, or jump out of the sea to meet the light."

Suddenly, the guard's head shook slightly, and then turned his head slowly as if it were rusty steel parts. The lifeless face carved by a failed craftsman had a trace of waves. His eyes remained dull, but he finally returned to focus. .

"I... called...compton."

The hoarse voice, the first time in a few hundred years.

Murphy wasn’t here to sigh anything, but now that he’s pressed for time, he certainly knows that everything is efficiency-the reason he came to talk to this guard is because the guy in front of him is a Viscount, but in Connor’s words His strength is completely decoration, because this guy has almost never contributed to the cause within the family, because the dullness and the wood are completely free from the core member area, but because of this, he has become the only remaining fruit of the Meeks family. A strong member.

In fact, after all, it was only the scepter of Sulfuras instead of Murpheus that caused Compton’s attitude to change suddenly. This is the holy artifact of the first ancestor of the blood family. The deterrence is absolutely irresistible to ordinary blood.

"Compton, how long have you been standing here?"

"Forty-seven years, seven months and eight days, seventeen hours and twenty-five minutes."

This is an answer that makes Murphy narrow his eyes slightly.

This does not seem to be a random number-no one in the previous Meeks family regarded him as a normal blood, and no one could reveal any secrets from his mouth, but Murphy was easily reached at this moment A fact that may shock Connor.

"How long is this street?"

Murphy suddenly pointed to the street in front of him and asked abruptly.

"Three hundred and seventy-two meters."

Compton was expressionless, but he answered more and more fluently, as if he gradually recovered his language skills.

"How many times has it snowed since you came here to now?"

"Twenty-two games."

"How many rains?"

"Three thousand four hundred and seventy-one games."

"How far am I from you now?"

"The distance of the body's center of gravity is two and three meters."

"What is the cause of the death of the Patriarch of the Meeks family?"

Murphy's words changed and asked a very turning point question, but Compton was silent for three seconds after hearing this question, and then gave the answer-"I don't know."

"Conner's age?"

"Eight hundred and fifty-three years old."

When it came to issues related to numbers, Murphy understood the extraordinaryness of this guy in front of him.

"You don't need to be a janitor in the future. From now on, your new identity is my bodyguard."

Murphy turned around and walked towards the door of the mansion, while Compton slowly twisted his body, and his stiff body followed Murphys. He did not bow and bend like the master of Connor Meeks. But he obeyed all the orders of Murphy like a puppet.

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The nobles in the Medici city are well-defined, but they are not determined according to their names. Because many new nobles who buy baronial titles with money often have more wealth and resources than viscounts, they are judged to be nobles. The level of his identity depends on the level of the overall circle of people around him.

As a young noble with less than 30,000 gold coins in his body, Murphy's current identity is not too small, because his identity and status are not determined by the gold coins in his pocket, but by meters. Determined by the hidden possessions of the Kees family-fortunately, the thin camel was bigger than the horse, and the rotten boat also had three pounds of nails. Murphy took the winter hunting event on Sunday as a Baron Fording At the time of the invitation, Connor, the strongest currently in the Meeks family, also provided him with a series of title deeds and enslavement certificates.

These things prove that Murphy has a lush territory with a population of more than 2,000 and a castle with 170 slaves somewhere in the Fording Empire. At least three countess counts are willing to introduce their daughters to be married to Murphys. , And all identities are well-documented, without any trace of falsehood.

Fortunately, Don Quixote also taught Murphy Verding, and he is also a pure Prussian Verdin. The only flaw may be that Murphy has not been to Verding.

But no one will pursue this thing, because the aristocratic topic is nothing more than bragging and boasting with each other, agreeing with you, naturally even the fart is fragrant, not agreeing with you, then even honey is smelly like **** urine.

Therefore, when Murphy was dressed in a well-dressed hunting suit to attend the winter hunting venue three days later, the thirty-four nobles present naturally gave friendly and hot eyes to this member who had just entered the first-line noble circle of Medici. .

It can be said that what Connor Meeks can do is beyond Murphy's expectations.

At the edge of the forest on a sunny day after the snow, the members participating in the winter hunting are ready to go.

Murphy was at ease, a cane, a short sword, followed by a stern look from Compton and two other blood-clad servants dressed in leather armor, Sphinx appeared here without any swagger, after all, one person per cat The combination is too eye-catching.

At this moment, the nobles in front of Murphys can be described as bringing together the entire upper class members of Medici-even including the Lord Count Bolton and his daughter, a row of generally fat but scary smiling tigers with them behind them The young family members looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in the aristocratic circle of Medici.

"Welcome to Medici, Murphy? Rowland from Fording, I hope the scenery here will satisfy you."

It was the lord Bolton, who looked like a hospitable lord, with broad shoulders and a tall body, and his beard was completely an image of a giant in the battlefield. Although he had no knight's heavy armor, he had experienced the blood of war. The breath could not be covered.

Is a fierce man.

Murphy did not show excessive enthusiasm in the face of the Lord Lord’s personal gesture, the young but mature face showed a calm and warm smile, but it was very sincere, which made the Lord Lord laugh with satisfaction, and then Waving for the beginning of winter hunting.

Thirty-four people refers to the number of nobles, but if you include Hudong, the number must be tripled. In addition to at least two Hudsons, there are more than three hounds. It is not an exaggeration.

The white snow on the hunting ground has no footprints, but it makes Murphy feel more reliable than those who clean up the large beasts in advance. However, he is not here to hunt, and the "emotional" is the real purpose.

Riding on the Butchwin blood horse arranged by Connor, who is a supernatural power, Murphy maintained the elegant style of the nobility. Compton behind him and the two dogs pulling the hound shut their mouths tightly and felt cold.

The nobles who arrived on the horses one by one began a warm-up warm-up trot. Then Lord Bolton led his hunting team into the forest first. It is worth mentioning that the 18-year-old daughter of this lord even rode Followed by, it was obvious that Shang Wu’s father had a great influence on her. The girl named Adeline never greeted anyone from beginning to end. Although her gesture was not arrogant, she was better than arrogant. The look into the eyes of France actually tickled many young nobles.

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Murphys Zema took Compton into the hunting forest from the side, and was slightly out of touch with the large forces-this is a kind of foreign aristocracy. Murphys carefully held his scale and maintained it very well. In disguise.

At this moment, Morpheus is not a reckless boy who came to see one step at a time. Three days before he came here, a complete list of nobles participating in hunting has been repeatedly studied by Murphys no less than ten times.

The things sorted out here made him clear the main purpose of today's arrival-of course, although this winter hunting was decided by the lord, but many of the possible "variables" were in the hands of Murphys, now need What you do is to execute each item according to the planned plan.

And the first key point of this plan is Adeline, the daughter of the lord of the white fox fur hunter who wears a short bow.

Winter hunting lasts for a whole day. Of course, the real hunting is basically those who have extraordinary skills. The noble masters only need to ride on horses to make up for the last sword or arrow. Anyway, politicians never I think that the real purpose of hunting is to enjoy the fun of hunting. There is never a shortage of open fights, and fighting for jealousy is inevitable. Murphy uses these factors.

The Brooke Blood Horse does not have the horrible explosive power of a pure blood horse, but it can still maintain a stable running speed and endurance on a cold winter day. This is its valuable place. As a hunter, Murphy will naturally not be very purposeful. Followed the big army, and on hunting, it was estimated that none of the people on the scene could match him. With simple tracking skills and strong physical qualities, Murphy caught several hares in two hours. And Snow Fox, but then has been hovering outside the team of Lord Bolton.

He is waiting.