Blood tax

Chapter 439 The Transcendent of the 'Wrong' Path

"My friend, what troubles you?"

Trotsky found a frowning Fischer.

The rebel army actually appeared in the city of Bayeran, and wanted to hang all the elders, nobles, and wizards to death. Fortunately, the venerable king and the wise senate dispatched the legion early, and the families can safely send their children to fight the rebellion. Suppress it.

Even Fisher, his partners Ba Dong and Winston had to bring guards and lead several small teams to join the battle.They were terribly afraid at first, lest the Dark Lord and the Kingslayer would kill them with a look.However, these powerful beings come and go like the wind.In a few days, the strength of the Senate and the nobles prevailed.

What follows is a happy chase and capture time.It should have been like this...

"It's not because of these two idiots, Barton and Winston," Fisher said, "It's all about collecting the assets of the rebels, why can't they control their belts on the battlefield. Take it, prepare to enforce battlefield discipline on charges of plunder and adultery, and submit it to a military court."

"How did I hear that you have led the military police to detain Midianmeier, and Padang and Winston have also been released, haven't they?" Trotsky asked with surprise.

"That's what I said, next..."

Fisher sighed heavily.Trotsky looked at him and couldn't help smiling:
"What is there to worry about? Midianmeier is from Commodus, and he looks like a traitor. He stayed here to inquire about information for the hateful kingslayer, the enemy of the Senate, and to do Destruction. Now, his menacing eyes are fixed on Barton and Winston, our loyal friends and staunch fighters under the banner of the Senate. Dear Fisher, how can we not support our own people."

"You, you mean..." Fisher showed a surprised expression.

"Arresting Midianmaia is very correct. I remember that your uncle is the commander of the gendarmerie, and he must be able to handle this matter properly. A mere warrior cannot be allowed to kill nobles. Badong and Wen The Ston family will show full sincerity in your friendship."

"However, this is not good." Fisher still hesitated, "Median Maier also has some friends. That Ophelia is not easy to deal with. Look, she has already arrived."

Fisher pointed out the window, at the detention point not far away, Ophelia was arguing with the military police.

"She is so beautiful. Unlike those young ladies, she is so ostentatious, so full of vigor, look at the buttocks, it is really delicious." Trotsky expressed his sincere admiration, and the two who came with him The girls, Belia and Holof, frowned, and left the room with disgust on their faces.

"Stop joking with me now."

"And it is said that she is one of the few supernatural beings at our age," Trotsky said to himself, "she is very famous among those tin cans."

"Yes, Extraordinary, I don't even know the pathway she belongs to," Fisher said with even more headaches, "Damn, she's coming this way, Trotsky, what should I do! Aaron, Aaron When will my lord come back! He will definitely support my decision!"

"There is no doubt that you can always trust Lord Aaron. He promised you that you will have powers that you can't even dream of. Are you questioning his promise! Answer me, cowardly Fisher."

"Don't dare."

Hearing this, Fischer de Eyju rolled out of his chair subconsciously and almost knelt down in front of Trotsky.

"please help me!"

"I'm here to help you," Trotsky stroked his shaggy red hair and raised his freckled face. "Medemeier must die. He is a servant of the Kingslayer." , the enemy of the Senate and the nobles, there is nothing to say. Not only him, but Ophelia will also be sanctioned."

"Sanction her? How to do it..."

"We all know that Ophelia will do anything to rescue the villain Midianmeier. So what about superhumans? In the face of the powerful Senate and the order of Bayeran, how can one or two superhumans Revolt? Can an individual challenge the authority of the holy, ubiquitous senate and aristocracy? Heads up, Fisher, I know you've been coveting this chick for so long, and you're trembling with her power. Shame on you Ah you!
"You are a disgrace to the nobles, and a joke among wizards. You are still afraid of a Xiutoral after you are still a famous family. Don't you forget that they are all guard dogs?"

"You are right, you are right, great Trotsky."

Fisher is nodding.The door of the room where the two had a secret conversation was suddenly kicked open with a bang.

"Fisher, give me an explanation." Ophelia walked into the room.She didn't carry a weapon, but her magnificent magic eyes radiated a breathtaking blood-red light, which added a bit of evil charm and temptation to her cold and beautiful appearance.

She noticed Trotsky's presence, but ignored him.

"I, we, cough, um!" Fisher pulled his bow tie and tried to stand upright, "We will send the minions of the Kingslayer to the military court. Tomorrow morning, he will be executed and buried in the trenches. "

No one spoke, only the clucking of Ophelia's silver teeth in the room.

At this moment, Fisher thought he was facing a crazy female beast that would tear him to pieces at any moment.

"Don't think about it."

The red eyes are shining brighter.Fisher was sweating profusely, his legs shaking with fear.Just as he was about to give in and prostrate on the ground begging for mercy, Trotsky suddenly stopped in front of him.

"Put your tricks away, girl, do you want to challenge the majesty of the gendarmerie and the military court," Trotsky shouted, "I advise you to do it yourself, and we will ask Midianmeier carefully, what other hidden traitors are there?" Thieves and accomplices. I know, it's hard work, these guys are tough, and the gendarmes might have to do something special."

Fisher suddenly felt relieved.The suffocating coercion of those red eyes actually subsided a bit.

it works!Alas, there are tricks, there are tricks!
He couldn't wait to hear Trotsky's next words.

"In this rebellion, in order to investigate the truth behind the scenes, the Senate has approved the use of confessional agents and the Cruciatus Curse. Especially for the diehards. You know..."

Trotsky walked forward slowly and came to Ophelia's side: "Sometimes, the investigation will find that, oops, he was really wronged. But, unfortunately, after a whole day of review, The poor man's head is so mushy it can't be used anymore."

He smiled, put his arms around Ophelia's waist, and whispered in her ear: "Really, it's better to die like this."

Ophelia glanced at him contemptuously, but didn't open the hands up and down her waist: "I don't think these methods are needed for the investigation of Midianmaia."

"Well, maybe it is, but the gendarmerie must have an argument, right? Someone needs to convince them." Trotsky lowered his hand, kneading vigorously on the undulating curve.Fisher couldn't help wriggling his throat and swallowing.

"I can give you an argument, but it will take time." Miss Xiutoral's tone was obviously much softer.

"Time is very expensive," Trotsky looked back at Fisher with a smile, "Don't you think so? I think you can call Padang and Winston and listen to their opinions."

Ophelia's face turned pale: "One hour, give me one hour. This is the most basic requirement."

"Half an hour, that's all you have," Trotsky nodded. "We will call two witnesses, and the court-martial cannot wait too long for the results of the investigation."

Seeing Miss Shutoral leave the room, Fisher seemed to have a dream:

"I didn't expect that you are amazing, great Trotsky."

"It's not a big deal, as long as you understand the true power, you can do it. This world has given us such authority, so we should act recklessly."

"But, will she go to Lana? They have a good relationship, and they will even find the consul."

"You idiot, here you go again!" Trotsky yelled, "Could it be that the consul will stand up for a minion of a kingslayer at this time. You must know that he is destined to leave Bayeran and go to fight with the murderer." Kings are at war. Could it be that he would upset the wise Senate for such a small pawn!
"What's more, in half an hour, it's too late to send the official document."

……

The Typhon returned from Annok, galloping across the Sea of ​​Tranquility.This piece of sea area surrounded by the mainland is calm, giving people a feeling of palpitations, as if it is brewing an unimaginable momentum, and it is about to overturn the whole world with unprecedented waves.

"The starry sky is beautiful tonight," Griffith climbed onto the mast on hands and feet, and handed over a can of hot cocoa, "Don't catch a cold."

Galadia sat on the high mast, letting the night wind blow her long black hair.

"Yes, the stars are beautiful.

"Are you growing tall again?"

"It's 190 centimeters the same as it was two months ago. I probably won't grow taller anymore. Hey, it's so high here." Griffith said while carefully looking for a place to sit on the tall mast.

The elf girl chuckled, squeezed his shoulders, patted his arms, and found a comfortable position to lean against: "Well, this height difference is just right~
"By the way, how's Bayeran's situation?"

"The battle has basically subsided. According to the report from Canaan, the Dark Sovereign and Kingslayer Commodus have left the capital, and their whereabouts are unknown."

"The whereabouts are unknown? They must have a lot of followers, how could the whereabouts be unknown?"

"It must be because they all have powerful mysteries that obscured their whereabouts."

They're chatting about the current chaos and what's next.Suddenly, a strange echo sounded in Griffith's ears.

It seemed to be some kind of voice, as if speaking, as if calling.Before he could react, Galadia had already noticed:
"Someone is calling you, it is a rare and powerful spatial ability."

Then, the vague call became clear, seemingly augmented by other forces.Griffith felt a familiar breath, and somewhere, he got a message——

Ophelia von Ishtar is calling you to Byelan.

"Accept it," Galadia said. "She seems to be in a hurry. A call across space is expensive."

Griffith straightened his equipment, and kissed the girl's hair lightly: "See you in Bai Yelan."

The moment his will was summoned, his figure immediately became illusory.The concepts of space and time become blurred, he crosses some kind of boundary, and the world is turned upside down.

In bouts of dizziness, confusion and confusion, he passed through strange and bizarre scenes, and he did not know how much distance he had crossed.When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing on the shore of Bajeland.In the distance is a burning city, the flames flickering like stars, and the thick smell of blood is accompanied by crying and sorrow.

"Good evening, Brother Death Knight," Lana waved at him. "Something happened, and Earl Chalon and I are inconvenient to take action. When I explained your whereabouts, Ophelia immediately decided to call you."

Griffith noticed that by Lana's side, Ophelia was pale and unsteady, her physical and spiritual energy was extremely overdrawn.He was about to reach out to help, but the girl with different pupils had already knelt down on one knee:
"I salute you, knight Griffith de Ravenelle, champion of the unknown god."

Please don't call me that... Griffith resents the title in his heart.However, Ophelia must have asked him for help on something extremely important.Therefore, he didn't speak out against it, but just looked at it and waited.

"I beg you, save Midianmaia from the military court and from the hands of the nobles," Ophelia was very tired, but she still said firmly with clear words, "What I ask will let you Become an enemy of the nobles, and even offend the Senate and the Arcane Council."

"What are you talking about?" Griffith asked. "Tell me what happened."

Laner answered the question for Ophelia.He briefly but clearly explained the crimes of plunder and adultery committed by some nobles, explained Midianmeier's firm and noble morals in enforcing military discipline, and explained the filthiness of Trotsky and some nobles around Aaron. The attempt illustrates the possible troubles and urgency of the Earl of Chalon and the Senate in this incident.

Griffith understood quickly.

All of this was not beyond his expectations, and it could even be said that it perfectly met his expectations.

"I can help you," replied the War Knight, "but what can I get in return for fighting them?"

Ophelia looked up:

"In the ensuing war,
"I, Sequence 6 of the 'wrong' path, 'Void Ripper' Ophelia von Ishtar, swear to follow you to the battlefield."

(End of this chapter)