Heart of the Castle

Chapter 697 Brain-damaged Prince, Brave My Big Abraham
Being called a brother by the lion slayer Taldan Nakositi, and the leader of the guards of Prince Arasan, the son of Abraham the Great Imam, Wanderers is certainly not an ordinary knight.His nickname is the Sand Scorpion. Not only is he one of the three leaders of the Hundred Guards Guards along with Taldan, but his knight title has reached the level of the Marquis with a Sword. above the lion.

Although he was held by Li Wei's wrist and couldn't move, the surprise on Wanderers' face was not because of the opponent's strength. Considering Li Wei's age, the peak level of fighting spirit was already quite good, but Facing the sandstorm grudge that Wanderers had reached the peak of Tianhua, he might not be able to support it for even a few seconds.Wanderers was surprised that the young regent would actually stop him for a lowly servant, and the firmness in his expression did not seem fake at all!
"Your Excellency the Regent of the Kingdom of Arthur, please let go... I am ordered by His Royal Highness the Prince of Abraham to dispose of a lowly servant, even if you are as respected as you, I have no right to interfere." Wanderers' expression and tone were equally serious, his eyes He stared at Li Wei piercingly, but to his disappointment, there was no wavering expression in the eyes of the young Griffin Lord.

"Lord Wanderross, as a true knight, how can you obey such random orders that violate the motto of the knight?" Levi responded bluntly.

"This is none of your business, Your Excellency Levi Ston. If you insist on doing this, please forgive me for being rude." Wanderers made a final warning in a cold tone.However, he also knows that his current situation is really bad, and he must even take shelter under the wing of the Kingdom of Arthur, so he just raised the sandstorm fighting spirit to the point where it just reached the fighting spirit sky, hoping to let the young regent Get out of trouble.

Countless black dots of douqi came into contact with the silvery white douqi flames, and there was a continuous burst of cold water pouring into boiling oil, and the silvery white douqi flames swayed like torches in the wind.Although he was forced to lose the wind after a moment, Li Wei gritted his teeth and refused to retreat an inch. Fortunately, the quality of sacrificial vindictiveness is slightly higher than that of sandstorm vindictiveness. Injured Li Wei, unexpectedly formed a stalemate for a while.

The fat desert prince looked at this scene in astonishment at first, and then he suddenly held his head in his hands, moaned and screamed furiously, "Wanderos, what are you doing? Why don't you give me that vile maggot quickly Killed? If anyone dares to obstruct, let’s kill together!” He turned to the lion slayer standing aside with a ferocious expression, “And you, Taldan, have you watched enough of the theater? Could it be that I, Prince Arathan, Didn't you hear that?"

Taldan's face suddenly became extremely ugly. Among all the Abrahams, he may be the one who knows the terrifying strength of the northern county of the Kingdom of Arthur best.Now Levi Ston only has a servant-like entourage and a priest of the earth with him. The defense force is unprecedentedly weak, but if the regent is recklessly injured, it is tantamount to ruining all the Abrahams in the camp. hope of survival.

Compared with Taldan, the hesitant lion slayer, Sand Scorpion Vanderloth's thinking is much simpler. Although Taldan declared that the orthodox royal court of the Kingdom of Arthur is very strong after he went to the northern border, but Wanderers didn't believe much, even if Taldan told the secret of his tragic defeat at the sword of a black-armored knight, it didn't make the Sand Scorpions really raise their vigilance, but took it as Taldan's exaggeration.

Even the strongest Abraham, the real leader of the Hundred Undead, the sword-wielding Grand Duke Tuha Saudin expressed doubts about this. He once asked Taldan in a sharp tone, "Within the three swords, the invisible Defeating you, the sword-wielding earl, I can't do it, other sword-wielding dukes can't do it, I believe even the sky knight can't do it, so the black-armored knight who duels with you is a legendary powerhouse?"

At least Taldan was dumbfounded at the time, unable to give a decent answer.

"Your Excellency the Regent of the Kingdom of Arthur, have you heard the orders of our prince?" Wanderross said in an ultimatum tone, "Get out of the way, don't let me accidentally hurt you!" Then the desert knight slowly Raising his fighting spirit, until now, he still has the idea of ​​letting Li Wei retreat in the face of difficulties.

When the Sandstorm Dou Qi reached the mid-Tianhua period, Li Wei's Sacrifice Dou Qi was completely suppressed, and the silvery white Dou Qi flame flickered like a candle in the wind.Li Wei felt as if his right hand had been cut by countless tiny sharp blades, and the burning pain made his cheeks twitch slightly, and the five fingers of his right hand, which were holding the opponent's wrist tightly, were gradually stretched apart...

"Brother Wandros, stay with me..." Taldan finally made up his mind, even if he offended the narrow-minded and moody Prince Arathan because of this, he could not cause disaster for himself by accidentally injuring the regent of the Kingdom of Arthur.But he just took a step forward, and before he could say a complete sentence, the bright pure white light rising from the entourage standing behind Li Wei made him feel an indescribable palpitation, and he couldn't help shouting stand up. "No, Wanderers, be careful!"

As a bystander, the lion slayer Taldan only felt a burst of intense heart palpitations, but as the target of the Holy Sword of Dawn, Vanderos the Sand Scorpion felt extreme horror and fear.The instinct of being a sword-wielding marquis made him draw his sword out of its sheath almost subconsciously, but before he had time to react, the next moment, Wanderers felt that his entire field of vision was filled with a pure and flawless white light, and he suddenly lost sight of it. He lost all his senses, and he didn't remember that he had fallen, but when his vision regained clarity, there was only a tent dome several meters high in front of him.

Wanderers stretched out his hands to support his body and wanted to get up, only to realize that the weight of the thick-bladed scimitar he had always regarded as life was wrong. Although the handle of the knife was still firmly held in his hand, the refined blade forged from fine steel mixed with precious metals was gone. It was broken from two-thirds of the way, and the upper half was broken into a ground of steel slag.

Taldan almost choked to death with his own horror choking his throat, and his right hand, which was already on the handle of the knife, was so stiff that he couldn't even move it.He thought that if he had been sent to the Kingdom of Arthur by Vanderloth, he would have been easily defeated by the black-armored knight, but he never thought that the dignified Sand Scorpion would not be able to catch a single strike.And he can be sure that this handsome young man holding a strange long sword that exudes milky white light like milk glass is by no means the tall and burly Rodriguez who wears a terrifying black armor and whose battle aura is as deep as the night. Sir!

If it is said that defeating the Earl with three swords is something that even the knights of the sky cannot do, then how terrible would it be to defeat the Marquis with one sword?Taldan couldn't help groaning in despair, closed his eyes, and silently prayed in his heart, "O Great Lord of Flame, if this is a nightmare, then please let me wake up earlier!"

When I opened my eyes again, nothing had changed.Only Wanderers got up with a dull expression. Except for the scimitar in his hand being shattered and a few bruises from the impact on his back, Rist Robinson's violent blow unexpectedly did nothing. It hurt his body a little bit.

Even the most conceited and conceited person should be able to see the outcome of the confrontation just now, even if Wanderers was not careless, and then joined forces with Taldan to fight against the enemy, in front of Rist Robinson's Holy Sword of Dawn It can't last long.However, the fat Prince Arasan still failed to recognize the truth, "Who are you, you dare to draw your sword in front of the great Prince Arasan?" He stretched out his fat right hand, pointed at Seraphim and screamed, " Wanderers, Taldan, kill him, kill...Kill!" His voice suddenly became hoarse, and then he covered his head and fell back into the blanket, his whole body began to convulse.

As the leader of the guards, Wandeross was indeed loyal to Prince Arathorn. Originally, he stood there at a loss, but after hearing the screaming order from His Royal Highness, he immediately rushed to the side of the tent, grabbed a Spare carved machete.But before he was able to provoke Li Wei and others, the lion slayer Taldan had already walked over quickly, reaching out to hold the handle of the scimitar that was about to be unsheathed in Wanderos' hand.

"Brother Wanderrost, don't be impulsive, we are not opponents."

The bearded desert knight glanced at his companion, his eyes were burning with anger, but more of it was suppressed anxiety and fear, "Brother Taldan, I thought every member of the Undead Squad was Never fear death, are you the only exception?"

"Prince Arathorn's head was hit hard, and he drank so much spirits mixed with sea eagles, his mind must have been blurred." Taldan glanced at the lump that was panting and trembling in the middle of the duvet. Fat.Disgust could not be concealed in his eyes, "The order he issued at 'this kind of time', Brother Wanderrost, are you really prepared to defend it with your own life?"

Wanderers is just the Great Imam and his son who are absolutely loyal to Abraham, but he is not an idiot who cannot see the huge gap between the two sides.Of course he knew that he was not injured just now because the white-robed young man on the opposite side was merciful, otherwise the sand poison scorpion would have become a dead body lying on the ground by now—since the other party was able to destroy a high-level magic weapon lightly , it must be easier to replace the target with other parts of Vanderloth's body, so when Taldan proposed a reasonable excuse, he accepted it without much hesitation.

"Indeed, Brother Taldan, thank you for reminding, Prince Arathan's mind has indeed suffered serious problems due to head trauma." Wanderers glanced at the servant who was still trembling in the corner of the tent, and waved He waved his hand and said, "Thank you to the regent of the Kingdom of Arthur who saved your life, and then get out, don't stay here."

Seeing the begging expression on the servant's face, as if he wanted to say something, Taldan pouted in the direction of Prince Alasan, reminding the servant that if the prince who holds the power of life and death is in Sober up and stand your ground, but no second meddlesome griffin lord steps in to save someone.

After the servant stumbled out of the tent, Taldan bowed deeply with a solemn face, then raised his forehead with his hands, patted his face, stroked his chest, and performed a complete set of complicated Abraham etiquette to Li Wei.Wanderrost's eyes flickered a little, as if hesitating, but he quickly followed suit.

"It's a pity, Your Excellency the Regent of the Kingdom of Arthur, let you see such a scene..." Taldan's tone was full of deep sighs, "Prince Arathorn's character was not like this originally, although it cannot be said to be How generous, but at least not so violent and cruel..."

"Brother Taldan!" Wanderers interrupted in a low voice with some dissatisfaction, "This is not what we should say in our identities!"

Taldan sighed again and shook his head in a depressed mood, "That's true, I lost my composure." Then he walked to Prince Arathorn who was in a semi-conscious state, "Your Excellency Levi Ston, please let Massa Priest Ka will perform magic spells for His Royal Highness to heal the pain."

Li Wei nodded in agreement, and then walked over, lowered his head to look at the fat son of the great Imam Abraham, and could see that Prince Arasan lived a particularly pampered life. He was wearing a robe with a strong Abraham style. Intricate and delicate embroidery, but also cleverly stitched together with many colors of silk to form a beautiful pattern.This should have been a very beautiful piece of clothing, but it was obliterated by his bloated figure, sagging skin, and unhealthy dark gray complexion, plus dark red wine stains and many food crumbs. The traces made people feel the urge to frown just by looking at them.

Even in a semi-comatose state, Prince Arasan still looked very painful, with indistinct curses and groans coming from his mouth, and the hands holding his head spasmed and twitched from time to time, it seemed that he was really seriously injured. However, Li Wei couldn't see where his injury was, at least there were no scars, bruises or bruises on his body and head exposed outside the robe.

Masaka, who was wearing the robes of the senior priest of the Earth Temple, was more careful and professional than what Li Wei observed. He examined Prince Alasan's forehead, neck and chest, tested his body temperature with his hands, and even sniffed him lightly. The foul smell emanating from it.However, after careful inspection, the Masaka dean came to the same conclusion as the Griffin Lord.

"His Royal Highness, the prince of the desert country, has no external injuries. It doesn't look like he has been hit hard on the head or elsewhere." The priest Masaka straightened his body and announced in his deep and deep voice, "As for the internal organs...it seems No trauma issues either, just seemed frail ... very frail."

"Pastor Masaka, if there is no injury, then why does His Royal Highness Prince Arasan have a headache all the time, and his mind is not clear?" Wanderers' tone was not so much questioning, but anxiety, "Would you please continue?" Check it carefully for His Royal Highness."

"If you do this kind of check again, I'm afraid it won't work." Masaka shook his head, and the hood shook with his movements, "Among the magic spells bestowed on his devout servant by the God of the Earth, there is a It’s a low-level divine spell that detects injuries, but this divine spell will also touch possible injuries and make them a little worse after being successfully cast, can I use it?”

"Will it... aggravate the injury of His Royal Highness?" Wanderers frowned, with a very reluctant expression on his face, "Pastor Masaka, is there no other way? If you don't find out the injury, just directly Will there be any adverse consequences if I perform medical magic for His Royal Highness?"

"Among the medical magic spells, there are some that can promote wound healing, and some that can repair internal pain. Diseases or curses also have corresponding magic spells that can be treated, but if the magic spells are not right, the consequences are often It would be catastrophic." Masaka replied with a serious expression, "Although there is also a healing spell that can relieve all illnesses and curses among the divine spells bestowed by the Lord, unless the strength of a cardinal or above is reached, it will never It is impossible to successfully display it."

"There is only one clergyman in Northern County who has reached the level of a cardinal—His Excellency Beria, the deputy archbishop of the Temple of the Earth." Li Wei interrupted and explained, "But he is now far away in Greencastle, even if he rides a griffin or It will take at least two days to come here using the flying technique."

Wanderers was still hesitating, but Taldan nodded in agreement and said, "In that case, Priest Masaka, please cast your divine spell."

Seeing that Li Wei nodded after thinking about it, the priest of Masaka waved his finger and cast the low-level magic spell with the effect of detecting injuries.However, when the light yellow light of divine magic just touched the body of Prince Arasan, the fat young man suddenly let out a howl, and his whole body rolled violently like a fat pig that had been stabbed.

"Crabs, so many crabs...in my head, ah...it hurts, it hurts!" Prince Arasang sat up half his body, opened his eyes that were out of focus, as if he couldn't see anything, and his expression was blurred. Dazed and dazed like a person haunted by nightmares, "I want wine, give me wine...It hurts, those idiots don't understand my greatness, my greatness...ah..."

The corners of Li Wei's mouth twitched, "Is that such a great prince?" He whispered mockingly, and then turned to the priest of Masaka to ask, "Did the magic spell to detect the injury just now have any results?"

"Your Majesty the Regent, the divine spell has already obtained the result, Prince Arasan seems to be..." Masaka's answer seemed a little hesitant, "...seriously brain-dead..."

Wanderers' face turned gray with anxiety, and he urged, "Hurry up, think of a way, His Royal Highness's injury has deteriorated!"

The priest of Masaka hurriedly cast the divine spell again. This time, the light was slightly black, with a unique and peaceful taste. After the light enveloped Prince Arazan, the sound of his groaning and screaming of pain was much weaker. The dazed look gradually faded away, replaced by a blood-red light that was unique to fever patients.

(End of this chapter)