Chapter 691, The Assassin King Kills Him!

Alaros has been depressed recently.

His daughter Karona has been missing for a long time. He doesn't know whether Karona is out of anger or because of a mission, but she is indeed missing. There is nothing wrong with it. Athel Loren is a very big magic In the forest, Alaros is also the chosen champion of the wood elf queen Alaire and the lord of the Taxien woodland. He usually has a lot of things. Put this thing aside for now.

The family relationship of elves is not as close as that of humans and dwarves. The culture of wood elves has the habit of freedom and autism. In their extremely long lifespan, they have too much time to close the door and be themselves Even if it is a family member, it is normal not to see each other for decades. Karona is also an adult, and she has the right to choose of course. As a father, Alaros is not easy to stop, and has no right to stop.

He can only be depressed by himself.

The second problem that made him feel depressed was that after Lilith, the goddess of the moon, gave him the antler helmet, there was no news. Alaros had already chosen the location of the tryst and the poem of confession, but in the end It was useless, he prayed to the goddess more than once for a response, but Lilith seemed to be busy and never responded.

What's the matter, am I not doing well enough? Or what did I do wrong, my goddess, you tell me, I can change it!

More than once, Alaros pondered his own problems wearing the dazzling green antler helmet.

The third thing is the task he has received now. Queen Alaier of the Wood Elf has learned that Lion and Belegar are about to form a coalition expedition to Mount Eight Peaks. There are few Silmarillions, many of which date back to ancient times.

That, the elves and dwarves formed an alliance to fight against chaos, and that time when Malekith was still the elf's diplomatic ambassador on the Eternal Peak. After that, although the elves and dwarves broke the alliance, Eight Peaks Mountain, as one of the oldest dwarf fortresses, still There are a large number of elf relics stored in the ancestor gods, and there are even some murals that testify to the friendship between elves and dwarves.

Araire believes that it is time to recover the lost glory and ancient history of the elves, and the wood elves will also participate in this war!

The elves are orthodox in Wooden!

Alaros just came to discuss the matter of coordinated operations. He made it clear that he must obtain the Elf Silmaril, the historical murals left by the ancient elves, and many possible elf relics after recovering the Eight Peaks Mountain. In exchange, Alaros will lead The Talas Eagles, the personal guard of the Wood Elf Queen Alair, and a large army from the King's Forest joined, the number of which was about 3,000.

Don't underestimate the fact that the wood elves only sent 3,000 people. The army of elves is not many. Ryan doesn't know how many wood elves there are in the Athel Loren forest, but the scale is only one or two million at most. It's up to you.

Alaros briefly stated the purpose of coming,

Ryan could see that he was depressed and in a hurry, and originally planned to take him to have lunch, but Alaros clearly refused, and the wood elf hero also privately asked if he could go to the fairy tower in the lake to meet Lilith again?

Ryan said that Lilith was not there, and she also wanted to meet you here on a temporary basis.

After saying a few words, Alaros left. He and his army would not follow Ryan to the sea gate, but arrived at the front line at an appropriate time through the roots of the World Tree.

Alaros only sat for a few minutes, and seeing him leave, Veronica held her delicate and sweet face: "Another elf with arrogance deep in his bones, Ryan, that is, you are good at dealing with elves, and I found that you are particularly good at dealing with elves." Dealing with those strange races, elves, dwarves, you can get along well with them, and your brother, who seems to be called Fulgrim, can get along with lizardmen, I really admire your family."

"It's not difficult to deal with these alien races. First of all, you must be strong enough and your fists hard enough. Then you must be familiar with the other party's communication methods and taboos. How should I put it, each race or country has its own content that it is unwilling or unable to mention. We Learn to reach a consensus, for example." Ryan sat on the chair and stretched out his hand gently, hugging Olika who was standing on the side, into his arms, and the dark elf gently sat on Ryan's lap, leaning on the On his chest: "Master~"

"I don't know if it was your luck or misfortune that you were able to pick up such a strong man from the Marienburg talent market back then." Veronica was angry when she talked about this incident. After being forcibly transferred away by Aurora with the order of the parliament, how could Ryan bring a dark elf maid home? I must arrange an aunt, and I won't even let Ryan make a decision.

If he was with him at Winter Veil at that time, would he still have something on his mind to develop a relationship with some little maid and some dark elf maid? Then he hooked up with the Duke's daughter by the way?

"Ryan is God's Chosen One, Veronica." Suria knew about Orika very well, and a mysterious smile appeared on the female knight's face: "Do you want to know the origin of the matter?"

"Of course." Veronica was very interested in this.

"I sent several waves of people to Marienburg to understand the situation at that time. Ms. Olika met the fleet of high elves when she plundered the west coast of Nord and returned to the army. She was defeated and captured in the war. Trapped in the talent market, she should have been escorted back to Ulthuan." Suria held up her teacup with an elegant posture: "But when the high elf fleet arrived in Marienburg to replenish supplies, they found her in the slave market. A high elf prince was captured. This high elf prince was dying when he entered the Marienburg slave market through very complicated procedures. His name was..."

"Prince Yelian, the son of the Phoenix King 'One Piece' Finnuba." Orika raised her head from Ryan's arms: "And his identity has been confirmed by Marienburg, so the high elves were in trouble at that time. Marienburg demanded that the high elves pay a sky-high ransom, or replace Prince Yelian with an item of comparable value. Because Marienburg asked for too much money, the high elves were unwilling to pay so much money, and the auction was about to begin. , I had no choice but to use me as a substitute, male elves are far less valuable than female elves in the slave market, seeing that Gao Jing is willing to exchange a female elf like me, Marienburg immediately agreed."

"Well, that's right, this is the truth I learned, Olika, you are very lucky, really lucky." Su Liya said with words, the Duchess has always had doubts about Olika's identity, until from Nuer returned to Britannia on the passenger ship, and when Olika finally revealed her relationship with the Pale Queen, the female knight finally let go of part of her guard.

"My luck is also the master's luck." After Olika said this, she stopped talking, closed her eyes, and gently rubbed Ryan's neck.

"Including the wood elves, you have more than 30,000 people." There was a tacit understanding between Suria and Olika, and she gently raised the teacup: "In addition to these, Ryan, the mercenary leader you arranged before , Black Heart Rip? How can he help you?"

"Black-hearted Lepp has already established a foothold in the border prince's territory. With him opening up the trade route between Haimenguan and the border prince's territory, our goods can continuously enter the border prince's territory." Ryan hugged the dark elf, and he nodded slightly: "Because he has done a good job, we have sent him two support troops. He has established a base of his own in the eastern city of Rovska in the border princedom. I am not very clear about the details. Waiting for news."

"You'd better get ready to ascend the throne now, just leave these matters to me and Katzenberg, Ryan, my husband, becoming the king is the most important thing for you at present." Su Liya thought for a while , she was still worried about that cunning mercenary leader: "Ryan, you can't trust him unilaterally about the black-hearted Lepp, you still have to make other preparations."

"His army is provided by us, and his supplies are also provided by us. In addition, his wizard advisor is sent by Veronica, and many of his officers are also ours. He even sent a team of Poseidon knights to assist him, and it is impossible for him to rebel." Ryan touched the stubble on his chin, and he accepted Suria's reminder calmly: "It's okay, I didn't plan to arrange it in the first place." The black-hearted Lepp is the main attacker, he only needs to play a diversionary role."

"As for the few days after ascending the throne, Suria, I plan to hold a grand royal knight tournament." Ryan said seriously: "Come and swear my authority."

"Very well, that's what I think too." Suria agreed with Ryan's opinion, and the female knight nodded approvingly: "The lady and I have already discussed this matter, and we unanimously agree that you hold the Royal Knights Tournament. This will be the best way for you to show your authority, and it will also be your best chance to show your military strength."

Ryan felt a little weird after hearing this.

No matter what he thinks, he feels that his court has a strange smell. Devon Hill has two mothers, Mother Suria and Mother Lilith.

This reminded him of the empress dowager and the empress dowager, listening to politics behind a curtain.

Forget it, I don't believe I can't handle them.

"Then it's settled. The prizes this time will be unprecedentedly rich." Ryan set the tone for his enthronement: "I'm even worried that the imperial knights, wood elves, and knights from the southern kingdom will not meet the hunters." Xinxi, want to participate in this Royal Knight Tournament?"

"Then let them come! This conference will let everyone in the old world know who has the most powerful knight in the old world!"

……… I am the dividing line of listening to the government behind the curtain………

Meanwhile, the Old World, the Empire, the outskirts of the capital Brunswick.

A group of ragged refugees are slowly entering the city under the watchful eyes of the guards.

A refugee with brown skin and a big bald head was wearing a shirt made of burlap, a leather jacket, and a long sword and a firecracker hanging from his waist. He raised his head and looked at the The magnificent imperial capital and the towering city walls of the capital smiled indistinctly. He didn't look like a refugee, nor did he look like a nobleman at all. When he showed the customs clearance documents from Middenland, he quickly It was released.

It is said that the Kingdom of Knights on the other side of the mountain moved 300,000 people from Brunswick, but in fact, refugees, farmers, speculators, and adventurers pouring in from all directions soon filled the city At every corner, the street still seemed crowded, and the big bald head squeezed into the crowd, and he suddenly showed a mocking and playful expression.

Soon, he found a slum in the city according to the map. It smelled of stench, sweat, and the bad smell of not taking a bath for a long time. The crowded crowd had all gone to work, and the slum was full of people. woman and child.

In 2510 Imperial Calendar, the neighborhood I live in was voted the worst area in all of Brunswick.

why?

The big bald head opened the door of the private house.

Violent crimes are rampant, and the population below the poverty line is the largest in the empire.

The big bald head packed up his things, and then walked out of the room quickly. He noticed that the time had just arrived in the morning, and the streets were already full of people, and there was still an endless stream of people entering the city.

It's just that the fact cannot be denied, but people still flock to it.

New workers are being recruited everywhere in the city. A dozen copper coins a day, just enough to make a living wage, is enough for these serfs and refugees who entered the city to scratch their heads.

This city will always give you a glimmer of hope, whether it is a lie or an illusion.

But it is so close, it seems to be within reach, which makes people desperate!

The smile on the big bald head's face became more ferocious and distorted. He quickly walked over the dirty stinking ditch, and disappeared at the corner of a tavern like a phantom. When he reappeared, he had already changed into Rick Wei With all the equipment, his increasingly crazy face was also hidden under the visor of the kite helmet.

Emperor Karl Franz's team is cleaning the streets. Today is the son of the emperor who went out to hunt in the city. The Rickguards followed him. In addition, there is a private army belonging to the royal family, the Griffin Great Swordsman Group , the big bald head rode a horse from the street corner and immediately followed the team. Marshal Rick Helberg took a look at Rick Wei, and after confirming the sign and identity, he motioned him to follow quickly: "Schmidt, you are late , hurry up and follow."

"Yes." Rickwei didn't say much, he followed immediately, his eyes behind the visor fixed on the emperor who was protected by Rickwei in the innermost place, Karl Franz was talking with his banner officer Ludwig Greg Schwarzhammer speaks.

In Rickwei's arms, he held a light blue dagger coated with fierce poison. He tightened the reins and followed quickly. The smile on his face had already surpassed the limit of human expression, twisted into a ball of lumps.

This place is full of confusion, and I am a dreamer.

The emperor's army entered the Reikwald Forest and started today's hunting activities. During the three-hour hunt, the ranks of the Rick Knights had become chaotic, and everyone was looking for spoils. Griffin Great Swordsman They attacked everywhere, and the emperor, who had just finished a difficult hunt, left the protection of Rikwei to see his spoils.

Panting, Emperor Karl Franz watched his harvest with satisfaction. He felt a little tired, but it was all worth it. Rickwei secretly took out the dagger from his arms, and approached the emperor step by step.

Wake up, false emperor, the emperor of the cowardly empire established by the false god Charlemagne.

Let me burn this city and your little empire to ashes!

"Schmidt? Look at my booty..." Emperor Karl just turned his head to ask Rickwei what's the matter, when he suddenly saw the dagger in his hand: "What?!"

"Clang!" The Elector's holy sword dragon tooth, which symbolizes Rick's position as the prince, was unsheathed. The emperor's experience in battle and the experience of receiving swordsmanship training from the Royal Military Academy saved his life. The dragon tooth and the dagger clashed, and chaos The corrosive light of witchcraft and the rune power of dragon teeth made a sharp collision sound, and this Rikwei made a cry that was not human, and he reached out a hand to grab it regardless. He grabbed the forearm of one of the emperor's hands, and directly let the blade of Longya pass through his body!

Karl Franz was horrified. He immediately retreated to avoid the dagger that was stabbing at his mouth or face, but because the opponent was too strong, he lost his balance and fell to the ground. Now the emperor has nowhere to escape!

"Death to the False Emperor!" Rikwei raised his dagger and dropped it directly towards Karl Franz's mouth!

"Praise Sheng Qi!!!"