Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 597 Ruthless
A heroic weapons exhibition opened in the largest auditorium in the Andria district.

Last night, it was also a place for dinner parties where men and women danced, and it has been put on display cases this morning.The guards stood around the display case and isolated the audience area two meters away from the display case with red ropes.

Under the reflection of the light, each weapon looks full of sharpness, and there are special personnel beside the showcase to introduce its glorious history.

Miss Mage puffed out half of her cheeks, listening with gusto, but Cyril scoffed at the exhibition of so-called heroic weapons.

"Let's say it's a hero-level weapon. It might be mere mortals. It's just because the person who holds it becomes a hero, so it can be named a hero."

"There are actually many examples like this. For example, the 'Sword of Xenodic', from the Third Legion of Osan Emma, ​​is famous for having a crescent-shaped notch on the sword. The subsequent 'Crescent Sword Saint' legion is all Equipped with a sword with a crescent notch.

However, this gap was actually bitten by the iron-toothed dog raised by Sinodic. Do you think this crescent-shaped gap has any significance?Apparently not, but because Cynodic became a hero to the people of San Emma, ​​the crescent-shaped notch also became a kind of heroic symbol. "

"So this kind of exhibition is meaningless, and it is almost used for conscription. But how can conscription go to foreign countries for conscription?"

Mia thought about it, and felt that what Cyril said made sense.

As expected of her Mr. Wei.

So she also began to lose her mind, her eyes were still wandering in the auditorium, and she asked in a low voice: "Mr. Wei, do you think the judge will appear?"

"It is his mission to maintain law and order in the Andria district. He will definitely come to this kind of exhibition that brings together people from many countries and is much more diplomatic than sightseeing."

"If you really want to ask about Neil Alden, why don't we go to him directly?"

"Then everyone will know that we are investigating the death of the saint." Cyril said seriously, "Walls have ears, and the Harbor Temple may not be a safe place."

They leaned their heads together and walked in the corner of the auditorium whispering, but before they had a few words, a harsh voice rang in their ears:

"Hey, Earl Adrian is really in a good mood. Getting up so early to talk about love in public, the people of La Rochelle really have different tastes."

Gee.

Cyril couldn't help making a sound of disgust, and without turning his head, he knew that the speaker must be the future traitor——Hubert Rhodes.

The traitorous appearance, the ability is indeed outstanding, but annoying is also really annoying.If it weren't for his annoying personality, he might have been able to sit in the position of chancellor of St. Emma for decades.

It's a pity that Cyril couldn't use this to attack him.

But what surprised him a little was that the other party found out his identity so quickly - after all, he was just an earl in a remote area of ​​Amasir, and he hadn't even reached the stage of fame in La Rochelle, Lalo Few of the southern aristocrats in Schell can pronounce his full name, let alone Port New Orway.

But when he turned his head to look, the figure behind the smug face of the future traitor made his expression sink immediately.

It was a young man.

He has long golden hair, which is tied into a ponytail and stands behind his head, and he is wearing a light golden robe; a pair of light brown vertical pupils, when he stares at people, the pupils shrink into a line, so that There was an inexplicable chill down the spine.

Cyril originally thought that the dispatch of a role like Hubert Rhodes this time was enough to save face. After all, Austhem Emma does not rely on sea transportation and navy in essence. It is an absolute power in land warfare.

But unexpectedly, Ao Shengemma would let the prince accompany him.

The current emperor of St. Emma, ​​Uriel Herris, was called Emperor Uriel I by later generations. The most famous feat during his reign was to restore the rule of the western frontier region and destroy La Rochelle.

And in history, the next emperor of Saint Emma was the prince of Saint Emma in front of Cyril.

Pelagius Herris.

The young half-elf earl didn't know that they had fought once a few months ago - Alvin Bridges who died in the forest, and the Adlai Seaguard who participated in the Wind Festival, were all Under the instruction of Pelagius Heris, he participated in this grand ceremony of the elves.

At that time, the future emperor lost completely - he lost to Cyril Adrian in the layout of the game. Whether it was to expand the area of ​​the Black Forest or win the Mufeng Corolla, he failed to achieve any of the two goals .In the overall situation, he was defeated by the remaining elf elders of the forest council, and the elves he bewitched were taken down without even playing a role.

Afterwards, he also specially investigated who caused the genius of the empire he trusted, Alvin Bridges, to crash in the forest.

The result surprised him. The one who defeated Alvin was not a veteran star from La Rochelle, nor was it a known rising star in the academy, but a wild young man who came out of nowhere, an underage young man. ——

Cyril Adrian, Lord Silikie.

It was the first time he had seen the young man who frustrated him, the half-elven face was younger and more handsome than he had imagined, and it was placed at the most exclusive dinner party in O St. Emma , the type that will be scrambled for by young noble ladies.

After recognizing Pelaggios' identity, Cyril immediately looked away.He didn't want the future emperor to pay too much attention to him—no matter how ordinary he looked among the many princes of Ao San Emma, ​​being able to stand out and become the emperor was a manifestation of his ability.

Although he didn't have much to do with La Rochelle's demise, and he didn't even appear on the related battlefield, and his succession was eight years after La Rochelle's demise, but...how about finding a chance to kill him?
Cyril was thinking wildly, hooking Mia's arm with one hand, pretending to go to the other side to look at the showcase, but Pelaggios had already spoken first.

"Count Cyril Adrian, if you're not mistaken, the winner of the Elf Wind Festival is you, right?"

He investigated me?
Cyril remained calm, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that Hubert had already walked behind Pelaggios on his own initiative, giving the prince the space for the conversation.

And Pelaggios didn't care whether he gave an answer, and continued: "La Rochelle can have such an outstanding young man as Earl Adrian, I am very envious."

"Excellent? Haha, Your Excellency is joking, people like me can't be ranked in La Rochelle if you catch a lot of them." Cyril shook his head repeatedly, "I can only be a guard sent overseas. ,well……"

While coping with it, Cyril recalled things related to Pelaggios in his heart, but found that he didn't know much about him other than his succession as emperor.

What kind of things has he done?his character?His means?Everything seems to be blank?
There is no quest chain related to it, and it is rarely mentioned in the dialogue of the Ossa Emma NPC. Even when Emperor Uriel was choosing an heir, no one thought that Pelaggios had the qualifications to succeed.

When Cyril noticed this, he became more and more confused.If a prince wants to inherit the throne, he must have something extraordinary, either a well-known ability, or an incomparable achievement.

So why did he appear in Port New Orway?It can't be just to go to the place of origin to drink wine, right?
Or is there something that must be led by him?Port New Orway, taking part in his exploits?

Regarding the New Aowei Port, is there anything that can bring definite benefits to Ao San Emma?
Military alliance?slave trade?
He was doing Tai Chi with Pelaggios, and the prince said a lot of polite words, so he had to respond repeatedly with polite words, making speculations in his heart.But the feeling of being stared at by the vertical pupil made him feel uncomfortable. It is said that the inheritance from the dragon's blood is a characteristic of the successive royal families of Ao Shengemma, which made him feel like being watched by a giant.

So Cyril moved his arm slightly, and the lady mage beside him immediately understood, and suddenly his feet tilted and he fell to one side.

He quickly reached out to hold Mia, and asked anxiously, "Mia, are you okay?"

"I seem to have sprained my foot, and I just tripped over the edge of the blanket..." Mia whispered, and at the same time pulled up the hem of the long skirt, making Cyril squat down to look - she was not wearing a mage today Robe, in such a public place, she chose a beautiful aqua blue dress.

"Sorry." Cyril smiled apologetically at Pelaggios, then bent down to look.Mia didn't wear socks, she stepped on high-heeled white and blue shoes with her bare feet, and her toes moved mischievously, as if she was asking for credit from Cyril.

Cyril straightened up, and said seriously: "The ankle sprain is a bit severe, let's go and rest for a while."

Mia covered her mouth with one hand and said softly: "Ah, won't that delay the conversation between Mr. Adrian and your friend?"

While speaking, she clasped Cyril's arm even more tightly, and glanced at Pelaggios on the opposite side intentionally or unintentionally.

And Pelagius Herris is also a smart person, seeing that the lady seems to want to leave by herself, so as not to disturb her sweet time, so he laughed and said: "Then I will not bother Earl Adrian, I have time The Earl can come to our embassy in St. Emma to have a chat."

"Next time." Cyril said, and then helped Mia to leave.But Ms. Mage has already pursed her lips and put her arm on his neck: "My feet hurt, I don't want to go."

Cyril glanced at Pelaggios and Hubert helplessly, and Hubert also turned his head at Pelaggios' gesture.

Only then did he bend down, hooked Mia's calf with his hands, and hugged her horizontally, then walked out of the auditorium quickly, and walked into the shadow under the arch outside the auditorium.

"Okay, your acting skills are great." Cyril put Miss Mage down, feeling that her arms were still hanging around his neck nostalgicly, and looked down, Miss Mage was blinking her beautiful eyes.

"How would Mr. Neville rate me?"

"Ten, I'll give you ten."

Only then did Mia let go of her arms and stood firmly on the ground.

"Who is that person? Why did Mr. Wei avoid him?" She asked curiously, while looking into the auditorium, she saw Pelaggios chatting with the local nobles in Port New Orway from a distance. .

"A man who is not easy to mess with, Pelagius Heris, one of the princes of Ossa Emma."

"No wonder, I heard him beating around the bush, as if he always wanted to dig you to his side."

"He wants to poach me?"

"Yeah, listen to what he said. The weather in Solkonan seems to be not very good recently. There are so many rookies in La Rochelle, so it must be difficult to get along. If Mr. Wei is really unhappy, it is estimated that now They are already preparing to report to the embassy in Ostem Emma."

Cyril thought about it for a while, and it seemed that the prince was really trying to trick himself with every word.

"So, he is not easy to mess with." He curled his lips, "Go and join Winkler and the others, there is no way to find Philip Benjamin..."

He stopped his voice suddenly.

"Tap, tap, tap."

A burst of crisp footsteps came from the end of the arch and the entrance of the auditorium, echoing in the corridor formed by the arch.

He raised his head and looked at the figure that appeared at the end of the arch.

A handsome young man dressed in a stern black suit walked towards the auditorium alone with his head held high.His hair was combed back recklessly, his eyes were full of uncontrollable fierceness, his whole body was like a knife out of its sheath, without concealing its sharpness at all.

He walked very fast, and he passed by Cyril and Mia in the blink of an eye, and walked into the auditorium.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared that Cyril took a deep breath, and then covered his nose in disgust.

"The smell of blood." He narrowed his eyes slightly, "Another ruthless character."

"Bloody smell?" Mia also sniffed hard, then shook her head and said, "I didn't smell anything."

"It's not the smell that emanates from him, but it emanates from his bones. He has killed many people, and it is estimated that in La Rochelle, it is enough to spend three lifetimes in prison."

They whispered, and were about to return to the auditorium, but a rush of sound came from behind them—like the sound of footsteps moving rapidly, or like wind blowing back and forth in the corridor.

When Cyril turned his head, he saw only a white shiny figure rushing from behind them, passing by his side quickly, and the long white hair was wrapped around the person's body, looking like Like a cloud driven by the wind.

And the moment that figure rushed into the auditorium, a dazzlingly bright light bloomed in the auditorium.Cyril immediately blocked Mia behind him with a backhand, squinting at the bright light that he couldn't bear.

Vaguely, he saw that white figure waving a cold light from his hand, slashing straight at the black figure that had walked into the auditorium before.

And the black figure turned around violently, as if he swung his backhand forcefully——

The white figure flew upside down like a piece of broken cotton.

(End of this chapter)