Fairy’s Box

Even though Aldustogne has a distinguished status and is the No. 1 warrior of the tribe, he is always in contact with the powerful. This is the most "overbearing president" sentence she has ever heard in her life.

The weight of the words almost knocked the indigenous girl unconscious.

"What do you think of God? Are the camels kept in your family still servants? If you give them away, give them away!" Smell some messages.

As a city-state princess who has seen the world, she has a certain understanding of the power of Rosevia, and knows that for some high-level officials of the empire, the gods are indeed no different from the more precious and cherished animals.

However, there are not many high-level executives at this level, and each of them is a person with strong strength and outstanding military exploits.

He is so powerful that he doesn't even care about gods. He can take out priceless red stones as soon as he makes a move, and his masters are like clouds, and the mediocre final knights do not have this courage - at least the kind of final commander-level soldiers. No.

In other words, it must be a real power boss with a lot of resources. At this age, such power and financial resources...

Aldustogne squinted like a cat smelling fishy, ​​quickly filtering the known information in his mind, comparing it with the people in front of him one by one.

Soon, she found a person who matched the status and characteristics of the other party - the hero of the holy war, the current Chief of Security and Defense of Babylon, and the great noble Genevieve Philip Tudor who was given the name of the eagle by the emperor!

To explain, because of the obvious physical characteristics of Yale, whenever he works in private, he must disguise himself. Most of the time, Lydia helped, and sometimes Miss Tudor shot, and the odds were equal to winning the lottery.

This time...you won the lottery.

All in all, Celtic is too far from the Sinai desert, while Babylon is relatively close, and there is a large military area. Genevieve has a high exposure rate as the chief of security and defense, and his job is to maintain the law and order.

Therefore, the indigenous girl perfectly guessed the wrong option.

"Since Your Excellency is so sincere, then of course Xiao Wang can't be stingy. I don't know, how long do you want to borrow it?"

Of course Smedis doesn't know what she's thinking now. He has been blinded by money, and his mind is full of bright red stones. Seeing his daughter doesn't stop him, he immediately begins to negotiate a deal.

"No hurry, let me see the amulet first and inspect the goods." Yale put forward his own requirements.

The reason why he was willing to pay a lot of money was because the other party claimed that it was also an artifact of the **** of time, and there might be a connection between the amulet and the blade of time. But if the talisman is fake, or it's another kind of artifact at all, wouldn't it be a big loss for me?

"sure."

The city owner agreed, as if he was still a little worried that they would kill people and sell goods, and reminded in advance: "The talisman of the God of Time is not an ordinary thing.

Of course, the black-haired knight could understand what he meant, and immediately told him: "Whoever it is, I will take good care of him."

...

The palace is also the altar of the temple, and a large pile of stones are piled up in the altar, as if smashed by a huge hammer. Above it stood an arch that looked quite old, skinny as a bone, and stretched across the top of the altar. Under the moonlight, the altar looked very ancient, with wisps of light lingering on the broken top of the altar.

The sacrifice of the altar is the mother of Ardustogne, who is also the wife and sister of Smedis. She is a beautiful woman with fair skin and beautiful charm. Although she is already at the age of milfs, even without makeup, she can still be said to be a well-known beauty. If you count the unique charm of Polis women, then you can add extra points.

When Yale saw the city lord's wife for the first time, he always felt that something was wrong. After he noticed that the city lord himself was also a standard Polis man, the whole person was not good.

So much so that in the next time, when meeting with the city lord Smedis, he would always unconsciously aim at his head - as if there was a green grassland growing there.

But these are family affairs of other people and have nothing to do with him. The black-haired knight is too lazy to talk about it. Anyway, their family is in harmony now, which is very good.

According to common sense, the city lord must have faced a difficult choice in his life, but in the end is it the end? Of course, he chose to forgive her.

The talisman of Zolvin, the **** of time, the outline is a two-inch bronze column, which is said to imitate the human vertebrae, with four overlapping wings on the surface, hollow in the middle, and an obvious hourglass-shaped pattern.

"Great God, please bless the descendants of Cyrus."

The lady of the city lord read the prayer, took off the amulet from the altar, and handed it to the black-haired knight reluctantly.

"..."

Yale couldn't wait to take the talisman, holding it in his hand, and soon felt a quaint and mysterious power that radiated weak fluctuations in his hand. It was like a small spring, oozing out a trickle of water, infiltrating and shrouding his body, creating a strange barrier.

It doesn't appear to be a mass product.

The black-haired knight vaguely felt the value of the talisman. When he concentrated his consciousness and tried to put his mind into it, it seemed as if an invisible door had opened.

An ancient and solemn voice came from his ears, like a prayer, but also like a commandment from God to mortals. Behind the door, an ancient force that he felt irresistible suddenly revived and sent an urgent message to the outside world.

This is a passage that anyone can understand, and a voice says:

"Come... the final battle is coming...".

The majestic and majestic voice resounded like thunder and tremors, resounding through the heavens and the earth. For a moment, Yale was oppressed and could not breathe. He quickly recovered his spirit, and all the visions disappeared.

"Dear guest, is the talisman okay?"

Smedis held his breath and stared at him, sweating profusely all over his body--in case the other party suddenly repents when he sees money at this moment, the entire Tamina tribe will be doomed.

The black-haired knight blinked a little dizzily, and at the same time clenched the amulet in his hand, with a smile on his face:

"no problem."

"call!"

Hearing his words, everyone around the altar breathed a sigh of relief, including Aldustogne. In the face of absolutely powerful forces, they have no other way than to pray that the other party has good intentions.

"That……"

Smedis breathed rapidly, licked his lips, and hesitated.

"Don't worry, money is not a problem."

Yale gave him a reassurance pill, and suddenly remembered what the other party said before: "By the way, you said before that this amulet can only be activated by your bloodline?"

"My son Bagaios will accompany you on your journey," said the city lord immediately.