Fairy’s Box

Ahhh-!

There seemed to be countless monsters singing together in the void.

boom--!

The giant spear burst into flames halfway, dazzling and dazzling like a comet falling to the ground, and it burst into an extremely intense scorching light in an instant. Because of the extremely fast speed, in a trance, only a phantom can be seen flashing, a sharp phantom that is slender and sharp like a silk thread.

The leader of the sealing organ had a cold look in his eyes. He had already used his heavy hand at this moment, and he had to beat the high-ranking knight to the ground and begged for mercy, so as to suppress the arrogance of the Celtic Governor's Mansion.

sharp!

Cara's pupils reflected the phantom of the giant spear piercing, and goosebumps arose on her neck. She instantly folded her right arm in front of her chest, ready to block the blow with her own stunt.

call--!

Suddenly, a tall phantom flashed in front of him, and the black robe was rolled up by the air current, and the two swings spread out, in front of Kara who was protecting it like flying wings.

呲——!

Almost at the same time, a whine resembling the curling of metal folds resounded in the space, the light suddenly dimmed, and the light and shadow on the deck split into virtual and real strips, which slowly turned.

"This...this is..."

The leader's eyes almost bulged out of his sockets, his face under the eagle-head mask was twisted unnaturally, his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and he could only spit out unwritten syllables.

He once slaughtered countless stunts - the screw shot, and now it is like an ordinary baseball, which is being pinched in the palm of the Celtic governor. What is even more frightening is that there is no energy fluctuation in the space, which is enough to penetrate the armor of the warship, and it seems to be taken by a single fleshy palm.

"..."

Yale's blood-red eyes did not fluctuate at all, his face flickered under the swirling light and shadow, and he held the tip of the translucent giant spear in his left hand, like a dam made of steel, stopping in front of Kara.

cluck-cluck-!

The image of the giant gun engraved with the blood tank hovered in mid-air, and with the five fingers of the black-haired knight folded, it was constantly twisted and deformed like melted wax, making a sound similar to the squeezing and friction of rusty gears.

boom--!

As the five fingers folded into a fist, the entire giant spear was squeezed to the limit, and instantly shattered into granular crystal powder, like snowflakes under the summer sun, disappearing and dispersing in the void.

"Hahaha! I have long heard that Your Excellency the Marquis of the Blue Knight has practiced the Steel Dou Qi to a level where it is a perfect blend and the artifact is invulnerable. Today, I am fortunate enough to learn from it, and it really lives up to its reputation!"

Seeing this, the leader quickly changed his face, showing a gesture he had admired for a long time, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"My subordinates have been under too much pressure recently, and they are prone to hypersensitivity. The sudden action this time is really dizzying. Your Excellency the Governor and the knights must not hold grudges. Everyone is doing business for the empire and should be tolerant of each other."

"Yes, yes, it's all a misunderstanding!"

"We've been under too much pressure recently, and we really shouldn't have taken action. I'm sorry."

"The Celtic Governor's Mansion is indeed full of talents, and the future is sure to be promising. Don't worry about people like us."

The people from the sealing organ knew that they had kicked the iron plate, and they followed suit.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, we certainly won't hold grudges."

The black-haired knight didn't have any seizures when he saw that he was acquainted. The Governor's Palace and the Sealing Authority belonged to each other differently, so he was not afraid of the other party's snitching and giving his shoes to wear.

"Your Excellency the Marquis!"

The leader of the sealing organ is not an ordinary person, at least the thick-skinned ordinary person can't imagine, and now he has turned into a sincere attitude:

"Since we didn't remember the conflict just now, why not be open and honest and talk about cooperation seriously."

"If you stop me from looking for the Blade of Time, then there's nothing to talk about." Yale was very impatient when he saw him grinding and chirping.

"In this way, we can exchange intelligence with each other."

The other party seemed to be well prepared and said a compromise plan:

"If there is news about the blade of our time, I will immediately notify His Excellency the Marquis. Relatively speaking, if His Excellency the Marquis has any traces of defectors, I hope..."

"I'll let you know right away."

The black-haired knight nodded when he heard the words, this seemed to be a cooperative plan.

"Grateful."

The leader bowed his head and saluted again, thought for a moment, and added:

"If we hunt down the defectors first, we will immediately help you find the Blade of Time."

"It's the same for us here. As long as we get the Blade of Time, it's just a matter of helping you hunt down the sealers." Seeing that his attitude was getting more and more correct, Yale reciprocated, intending to help him after finishing his work.

The other party laughed without saying a word, thinking that he was talking big and didn't know the horror of the sealer.

Seeing that the black-haired knight smiled without saying a word, he also laughed without saying a word. After all, the perfect body has no record after all, and it is not surprising that he is unknown and not taken seriously.

...

Shechem, Solomon's Temple.

This quaint building with a white volcanic stone outer wall and numerous sharp pointed columns is a symbol of the ancient saints' covenant with Yahweh, and has a very high status among the followers of Yahweh's three religions.

So that the empire must station its troops here to deter and restrain the actions of the local residents. The City Lord's Mansion is on the periphery of the construction of the temple and is connected to the military camp. If it is attacked, it can surround the temple at any time and rely on the tall city wall to organize a counterattack.

In the study on the top floor of the City Lord's Mansion.

Luya, in velvet pajamas, was holding a book, sitting on an elegant curved book chair, holding a hand-blown glass cup with warm black tea. Today is a rare holiday for her. She spends the whole day in her study, reading books and drinking the fragrant black tea. She feels that the time passes easily and happily.

Just when Luya thought that the whole day would be so leisurely, the sound of hurried footsteps came upstairs, and she immediately tightened her delicate eyebrows.

"Sir, there are guests!"

"Let him go."

Luya took a sip from the glass of water, and continued to look at the pages of the book, not caring who the guest was.

"Yes!"

After hearing her instructions, the sound of footsteps became smaller, and then quickly rushed upstairs, and the voice became a little hurried: "Sir! They said that if you don't let in, you will force your way! It's like you broke into his bedroom. Same, I broke into your study!"

"You're not too brave!"

The red-haired double ponytail immediately jumped up from the seat, took out his saber and was about to rush out to chop people, then suddenly realized something and stopped in front of the door:

"Wait a minute, are they from out of town?"

"Yeah, they're from Celtic!" the voice answered hurriedly.

"I want to see that person and invite him to my study, just now... no! Wait two minutes!" Luya looked at her dress, quickly dropped her sword, and started looking for her formal clothes:

"I'll clean up a little!"