After Becoming The Tyrant

Chapter 17 vows the loyalty of the knight

"However, the church also admitted that he was the Chinese avatar of San War." He was disgusted with their kings. At this time, he strive to defend the king, "they also held a grand baptism for him in St. West Cathedral. "

The head of the Hann raised the fire, smiled and shook his head.

He is too understanding that he is the same as most of the Rodon, and the Bussen, they are devout, have a firm trust in the church ... Recognize the church to lie to deceive everyone, compare them to them. .

However, shortly after the king was born, the strong William II was willing to retreat to the church, and the church appointed and dismissed the education of the doctrine.

The head of Hien no longer speaks.

He drove two steps forward again, and the fire flashed between, the same thing caused his attention.

A scarlet figure appeared in front.

"alert."

The head of Hean did not forget the king and at least five vows of the knight. He lifted a fire in one hand, pulling out the sword in one hand, leading to everyone who was vigilant.

I am unexpected, they have not been attacked.

That scarlet shadow is the king's cloak.

It is hanging on a slightly lower tree trunk, and it is blown slightly by the cold wind, and it is like the king stands here. The cavalry scattered and surrounded by Baron. Hanjan reached out of the red cloak. Topping on the back of the cloak, there are two holes on the cloak.

The position is slightly downward and heart in the shoulder.

Look like, his arrow is indeed in the king.

But the king did not see trace, leaving only this cloak hanging on the branch.

At this time, the hunting dog has found.

Hunting dog is a place in the ground. Hanju Xia Ma, walked over, reached out to the thick leaves, and saw his arrow was discarded here. He picked up the arrow, reached out, pinched the arrow, and stained the stuck fiffeter - Sure enough.

"It's not far from here, search!"

The head of Heien stood up and ordered.

The cavalry nodded and scattered.

The hound suddenly came to the side of the horses, tightly passed the owner, issued a weird, nervous sound from the throat, unlike the display police, in a huge fear. They tremble toward the darkness in front of the forest.

"what's the situation?!"

The cavalry is frightened to look at the direction of the hound.

There is a thick darkness ... I don't know if they are the illusion. At this moment, the darkness as imitation Buddha is expanding, it seems that there is something to wake up a little, and then flowing down the water for them. What is it? !

The battle horse has also begun to be uneasy, and the cavalry has to take hard to the rope.

"What is that? Adult, what is it ?!"

I asked from panic.

The head of Hean grabbed the iron arrow and the cloak, turned over the horse. His horse is a leader in Rodown, but it is also tremble.

"withdraw!"

A strong crisis is swept on the heart, and He En is not hesitating.

The horse has almost no owner waves, and it has risen out of the Cologne forest that enveloped in the mysterious color.

Leaving Kono Forest, the feeling of watching suddenly disappeared, but everyone looked back at the Sen Sen's black trunk or had a lingering.

"Block the forest."

The head of Hien is not harvest, he gains the king's cloak and the iron arrow, which can confirm that the king in his own is - this is actually enough. Cold rain, forest, no medical officer ... The Baron, the Baron, I can't live it. However, if you are cautious, he decides to block the forest to the road to the road.

"Take ..."

The head of Hehen sinked it and laughed.

"Taking the name of the forest forest forest."

The cavalry laughed.

..........

Tick.

Rain drops on the ground with moss, the breathing is full of moisture and cold.

The estimated Baron of Hann is actually a mistake. The king did not walk near the trunk hanging on the cloak. Almost stopped in the horse, the king rolled down from the horse with his knight, all exhausted on the ground.

Thanks to those thick moss and fallen leaves, they did not fall out of the new injury.

The king side earned a while, he left the cloak of confused sight.

Chasing the soldiers no longer follow.

It was also stopped at this time, but the places they were still very dark, even if the eyes were adapted, they can only look at the surrounding people. They don't have a torch, cold and tired, and they are also injured.

This night is really bad.

Have a vow to be a knight, say, wait until Dianliang encounters someone else, things are much better.

The king heard the words, smiled in the dark: "That's really good, you don't have to do it."

Look at the Lord, they still expect not to meet other people. Although the forest is also the roaming place, but compared to those hermits, more favored forests are often a poor thief, and the undertaking of the undertaking - no matter which kind, it is unfavorable to them.

Don't want to expect to save help.

Like the vast majority of countries, Rodge's forest law is tricky, and the forest is affiliated to the royal family. All creatures in the forest are owned by the kings. The felling of any forest and lower wood should be carried out under the supervision of the Chief Forestry Officer [1]. For those who rely on forests, they are hard to pay the allowable fee to the royal family.

As the king, Pullan I will definitely exploit a good hand. Before I wish the Scholar, Pullan expanded the scope of the forest law to Rodon's nearly one-third of the territory. The cost of levity is doubled than the previous kings.

Most people are all private forests.

It is difficult to say that when the private video is striking, I found out what kind of move they would make.

No one in a time, no one dares to talk.

Everyone remembered the forest law, but at this time, this is undoubtedly equivalent to the autocratics of the king.

In fact, the king is more annoying more than anyone. He bite his teeth in the dark, after the matter is terlained, the object of his first fierce is the death of the dead royal forest.

Let those foreigners see ghosts.

"Tell me, your companions ..." Silent, King opened, he suddenly, "their name, age, from where - including yourself."

His dictionary seems to have the word "weak" never "weak". Even if it is in this dark, the king's voice is still cold and majestic, and this is just the most needed.

It makes the knight that tired and exhausted.

Their Majesty is coming proud. I don't know what "kind" is "intimate" from birth. The eyebrows are always covered. It makes people feel like the rose badge on his hand, and the heart is cold. He said this means that the king remembers their loyalty and sacrifice.

They were originally not expected to remember these.

Silenced for a moment, the knight said low, he understood his team more than anyone.

"Kahn, seventeen years old, from Saxony County ..."

The king interrupted him: "Is it just that?"

The Knights quickly understood the meaning of the king: "Yes, it is the bit of the long arcade."

"carry on."

The king remembers the vow to the knight in the mud, and he was very young, with a round face, with a child.

"There are two sisters in his family. His mother suffering from chilling in the last month ..." The king only asked the name of the name and from where the knight suddenly had courage and the king talked about these trivial things, his voice Some hook slightly, "He originally wants to leave a week ..."

The king did not interrupted him.

The sound of the Knight is stable.

He began to tell your own partners, and try to describe their habits, as if they have not left. Gradually, other vows have also joined this conversation.

The king rarely opened, but occasionally inquiry let them know that he is still remembered. Their eyes are slightly red.

The Knights finally told himself.

"... twenty-nine, I am Northern people." The knight said naturally.

"Do not."

In the dark, the voice of the king did not have feelings, it was difficult to be angry.

"You are not Northern people."

Some lively atmospheres have been terminated, and others have a mist, don't know what the king mean.

"Yes." The knight admitted, "I am Angr."

Other vow the knights in the mouth of the mouth, realize what.

Angel is a small state, a small Banguo, who was previously conquered before Rodon, but it repeatedly rebellious angered the royal family. In the criminal law in hundreds of years ago, Angel was banned to occupy land, served as a royal official, and even not allowed to wear armor ... The status of Anger is humble.

However, the Knights have become the vows of the king.

After the hidden secret said, the knight's long turned down, he lowered: "Your Majesty, please allow me to escort your safety return, I will be willing to accept everything ..."

"Don't take my unrelated tight, I bother me." The king kissed the sigh, "said Angr's situation."

Others vows the knight cheered.

The Knights were scared, he couldn't believe his ears, he was almost messy to express his mood, but the king was just impatiently, let him say it.

He talked about the rebellion area that was wild-enveloped in Baba, because he was excited to talk.

The king listened quietly.

This time, he was silent for a long time, and for a long time, the knight finally found it wrong.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"

The king did not answer.

The joy has retreated a clean net, and the inexplicable fear is turning up. The Knights struggled, climbed over the direction of the king.

The rainstorm stopped for a long time, and the unknown month came out at this time.

The moonlight falls through the dry gap, and the knight's breathing suddenly stopped.

Their king lying away from them, face with pale, as ice sculptures.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

He can't take care of the pain of the whole body, shouting, and rush to the king. He trembled to try the king's breath, and he slightly like a bit of breeze.

There is a fearful dark red color to open in the shoulders of the king, and those moss have a dark brown.

A terrible word appears in everyone's mind, they were shocked by a big brain.

Ghost, goblit ...

Worse things happen.

The faint blue fog is filled with the ground, and the endless bone collision from the mist. The knights got up, and the king of the coma is in the middle, and the sword is held in the middle of the cold.

The sound is getting closer.

The fog is getting more and more concentrated.

They saw the contour of a carriage in their dense fog.

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