The mage arrives

Asalan knew what was behind this magnificent crown.It was wealth so huge that the ancient dragon was jealous, power so powerful that the emperor feared three points, and an elite armed force built to defend these power and wealth.The name Baratheon, even in the far north, is an existence that cannot be ignored.

How did Earl Thompson find such a powerful ally?The power of the old earl's family alone is far from enough to make the Baratheon family, the giant in the south, look up to them.

Could it be because of that boy Burdisso Baratheon?

Asalan recalled many details of that decisive night.

He followed Earl Thompson to the stable and was about to flee, but he was smashed by Siona Freeman and a mage who suddenly appeared there.The reason why Xiona appeared in the stable was to hunt down Burdisso.

Earl Thompson said: "You are busy preparing for the golem duel. You may not know that the joint report of the Imperial Investigation Team and the three churches on Burdisso Baratheon was just issued yesterday. This noble young master has already Is characterized as a human traitor who was tempted by demons and fell. Did you know that the Platinum Church is even going to award Xiona a Dragon God Medal. If we don’t act fast, that little girl may really go to the Platinum Temple to accept it alive. That medal."

"What about the Baratheon family?"

"Of course they expressed their firm support for the decision of the church and the empire, and said that Burdisso's collusion with the devil is a private act and has nothing to do with the family."

Anyone, no matter the noble royal family or the lowly servants, as long as they get involved with things like demons, abysses, and evil gods, they can't wait to get rid of themselves immediately.Even if it is as strong as the Baratheon family, it is no exception.

Lord Thompson stroked his well-groomed beard.He continued: "However, although the Baratheon family agreed with the ruling of the empire and the church on the surface, in private, it is another matter."

"I remember that Burdisso was just an insignificant person in the Baratheon family. Could it be that the Silmarillion Duke would go to war for such a person?"

"According to rumors, Burdisso is actually the illegitimate son of Malik Baratheon. And this time, the person who proposed to cooperate with us and want to completely destroy the Freeman family is Malik Baratheon, Not the whole of House Baratheon."

Malik Baratheon?

Earl Thompson read a trace of confusion from the eyes of his magic advisor, and he explained: "Malik Baratheon is the younger brother of the Grand Duke of the Silmarillion. The world has seen the glory of the Silmarillion family, but they don't know Who is the real hero who made that jewel shine. Malik is the commander of the elite unit of the Baratheon family "Shadow Hand". He has the right to appoint and remove officers of the private army of the entire Baratheon family. , the Grand Duke of the Diamond will have lunch with Malik—even the Grand Duchess does not have such an honor. Now, do you know Malik's status in the Baratheon family?"

"Is he powerful?" As a mage, Asalan didn't care much about power and the like.What he cared about was Malik Baratheon himself.

"I don't know about that." Earl Thompson shook his head lightly. "I only heard that he is a good swordsman. So far he has not lost a single defeat."

"Secret master?"

"What kind of person is it? If you go to meet him, you will know? Mr. Malik just arrived at Shanxiquan Manor yesterday."

Shanxiquan Manor is an estate of Earl Thompson outside Clearwater City.Since the lord of the scepter built the Rainbow Spring Manor, various counterfeit products have also appeared one after another.Mountain Brook Springs is one of the less shabby ones.Sometimes, aristocratic fashion trends are so clumsy and boring.

However, although it is only a substandard imitation compared with Rainbow Springs Manor, compared with other castles and manors in the Northland, Mountain Stream Springs Manor is absolutely beautiful.Comfortable and luxurious.This is also the family property that Earl Thompson is most proud of.

The most wonderful thing is that Earl Thompson raised a group of stunning female slaves in the manor.Even Asalan, the earl's confidant, only went to enjoy the gentle hometown that made people linger and forget to return.

With curiosity and anticipation.Asalan and Earl Thompson left Clearwater City in a carriage, traveled eastward for an hour, and finally arrived at Shanxiquan Manor.

But when Asalan walked into the gorgeous main house of the manor, he noticed something was wrong.

There is a faint smell of blood.

what happened?Someone attacked?But the guards in the manor are as usual, and all the magic mechanisms have not been triggered.

"My lord, be careful."

Asalan blessed himself and Earl Thompson with various defensive spells.He was about to call the manor guards when a black figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them without warning.

The narrow, long and sharp sword, like the sting of a poisonous bee, firmly pressed against Asalan's throat.Before the latter figured out what was going on, the black shadow said, "My master doesn't like people coming in. So please keep quiet, Mr. Mage."

The tip of the sword was retracted, and Asalan experienced the feeling of standing on the edge of the cliff of death.He was about to have a seizure when Earl Thompson beside him whispered, "This is Malik's guard, forget it."

Now that the earl as the employer said so, Asalan had no choice but to give up.However, he still didn't want to understand how the other party avoided the detection spells on his various accessories to get close to him just now, and how the hair-raising stabbing sword broke through the protective spells.

Even after experiencing a series of fierce battles with demons in the Cold Mist Mountains, when he walked into the living room, Earl Thompson, who had been pampered for a long time, was almost frightened by the ferocious female heads hanging from the crystal lamp. Had to sit down.

The ornate furniture in the East Galonian style had been smeared beyond recognition with glaring blood.On the beautiful Mulland blanket, there are also severed limbs and minced meat everywhere.

Ah, by the gods!These disgusting pieces of meat, not so long ago, were graceful bodies that made men's hearts unbearable!

And the creator of this picture scroll of purgatory is sitting on the single sofa at this time, with his back facing Asalan and Earl Thompson, taking small sips, sipping the fragrant coffee very gracefully...

"Damn, what the hell is going on!" After the initial shock.Earl Thompson came back to his senses and was finally furious: "Mr. Malik, is this the way of the Baratheon family? I sent these female slaves to entertain you, not letting them be slaughtered by you!"

"Don't be nervous, Earl. When they poured me coffee, they stained my clothes, shouldn't they be damned?" Malik stood up calmly and turned around.Judging from his tone, it seemed that it was a very common and trivial matter to kill a few female slaves of the master's family in a cruel way.

Malik Baratheon was a clean and elegant middle-aged man.He has fair skin.With a long index finger, she was wearing a neat and elegant dress, with a rose pinned in her breast pocket.He was more like a gifted pianist who drove ladies mad at the Empire State Theater than a deranged murderer.

From the facial features.He was indeed somewhat similar to the dead Burdisso Baratheon.It seems that the rumors of an illegitimate child are mostly true.

"Forget about the little things. We should sit down and talk about business. Lord Thompson," Malik said.

Earl Thompson, the owner of the manor, stared at Malik at this moment, clenched his fists, his chest heaved, showing an extremely fierce ideological struggle.He entertained Malik in this manor with good intentions, but the other party went crazy and killed all his beloved female slaves.Such disrespectful and crazy behavior.Any decent aristocrat will not let it go!

However, Earl Thompson suppressed his anger because of common interests.If it's just to deal with the brothers and sisters of the Freeman family, naturally they don't have to endure Malik's rudeness.But now he is facing the problem.It's not that simple.

Therefore, Earl Thompson finally compromised.

The real power figures of the Baratheon family and an earl sat opposite each other in this bloody living room, and the scene was extremely strange.

Asalan stood behind Earl Thompson, looking at the entourage around Malik.It was a mysterious man wrapped in a black cloak with only one pair of eyes exposed.From the gap in the cloak, Asalan saw a black handprint painted on the opponent's gray armor.This is probably the symbol of the most elite force "Shadow Hand" under the command of Grand Duke Diamond.Being able to sneak under the nose of a sixth-ring mage and succeed in a surprise attack, if all the "Shadow Hands" have this level, then the strength of the Baratheon family is really frighteningly strong.

"Congratulations, Earl Thompson, you have just passed my test. The female slave who kindly sent to serve was killed, and you can endure such a great shame, which shows that your desire to cooperate with me is extremely strong. This is the construction The basis of mutual trust." Malik talked eloquently.

Killing the beloved female slaves I bought at a huge price is actually a damn test?

If Earl Thompson's heart was a little weaker, he might have fainted from anger at this time.He even wondered if it was a mistake for him to cooperate with someone with an abnormal mind like Malik.It's a pity that things have not allowed him to go back on his word.

Malik paid no attention to Earl Thompson's reaction.In other words, a character like him doesn't care what the other person thinks at all.He continued to say to himself: "Burdisso is a good boy... I never gave him too much help during his growth. Although his talent is not too outstanding, he still made it to today step by step. Originally , After returning to the family territory after the experience in the Northland, I was going to train him well... Who knows, Burdisso died in the hands of a little bitch for no reason!"

At first, Malik's voice was deep and sad, like an old horse licking its calf, and then his voice became more and more gloomy and angry, and he had long since lost his calm and elegance.At the end, Malik stood up suddenly, and Asalan was shocked to find that a black shadow emerged from the floor under the opponent's feet, spreading rapidly like ink in clear water, forming a twisted and blurred shadow that seemed to be about to The all-consuming devil.

"Yin... shadow..." Asalan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stammered. (To be continued..)