Throne of Magical Arcana

"Master Earl." A farmer working in the field humbly and respectfully greeted his lord. Most of them had not had time to see the count's appearance, only knowing that he could be surrounded by so many knights and able to ride Wearing the gorgeous dragon-scale horse, wearing a gorgeous coat with collar higher than the back of the head and covering ears, there must be noble Lord Earl here, and the guys in front are not saluting.

Earl Pefoss had a dragon-scale horse in his legs and a leather whip in his hands. The hello to the farmers was unheard of. This is the treatment that nobles deserve. No need to be surprised.

After leaving the manor and turning into the avenue, Earl Pefoss slammed his horse and ran it up to speed, overtaking a carriage and a pedestrian along the road.

For those aristocrats who ride in horse-drawn carriages, Count Pephos despised. How can aristocrats who have been knighted by strangling magicians and various heretics give up their pride and knight's instincts, vanity is also the original sin!

The Pefoss family was the first knightly family to follow the church and the king against the magic empire. The ability to obtain the title of the count was dependent on the strength of generations and the immortal merits established. This includes the count of Pechos himself. He was promoted to Sky Knight before he was ten years old, and he was awarded the title of "Guardian Dragon". His hands were filled with blood of evil magicians and various heretics.

Dozens of dragon-scale horses ran quickly and rushed all the way into the city. The gatekeeper's paladin saw the sign of the Pefors family from a distance and gave way, and he dared not intercept and check.

Roar!

Earl Pefors pulled the reins, and the dragon-scale horsemen stood up, screaming like dragons in their mouths.

The knights that followed made similar moves, stopping the horses almost at the same instant.

"Good evening, Lord Earl." At the door of the villa, there were already two noble dressed men.

They wore the currently popular two-layered jackets inside, and the numerous buttons were all made of gemstones, and the outside was covered with a high-necked coat, and there were many accessories.

Earl Pefus turned down and nodded slightly: "You have worked hard."

These are the two barons led by his earl, and today he helped him summon the nobles who had come closer to meet privately.

"This is our honor." The two barons replied respectfully, leading him to the villa.

Earl Pefors was unsmiling, but he was very satisfied with the attitude of the two barons, which made him feel the glory and authority of the superior and the nobles.

There are several long tables in the lobby of the villa, where steaks, grilled chickens, and hungry food are placed. Many nobles have been holding wine glasses and are talking together in groups of two.

"Good evening, Lord Earl." All the nobles said hello to Earl Pefoss at the first time.

Earl Pefors raised his right hand and waved: "Good evening, everyone."

He enjoys such occasions, rights and places are always fascinating at this time.

After handing the whip to the accompanying knight, Count Pephos was ready to preside over the meeting, but it was then that the doorkeeper's attendant brought in a priest in a holy white robe.

"Dear Earl, the Bishop Lord invites you to go to church." Although the young clergyman spoke very politely, his face was tight and he didn't have a smile, which gave him a very proud feeling. No one feels wrong. This is the shepherd of the Lord. Even if he is dissatisfied with his attitude, he must not reveal it at all, otherwise the night watchman of the referee will come to the door.

"Anything nervous?" Count Pefus asked reservedly.

The clergyman's eyes seemed to be looking at the ceiling: "I don't know. Earl, you know when you get to the church."

Such an attitude made Count Pephos secretly angry, did the clergy of the church lose even the most basic manners?

But he controlled his emotions and said blankly: "Okay."

"Yes, Earl, after six o'clock in the evening, no one can ride a horse except the knight on duty." The clergyman added harshly.

Earl Pefors clenched his fists secretly, only to feel a anger rushed to his head, as an earl, as the lord of the city, he did not even have this privilege?

After the cleric had finished explaining, he drew a cross on his chest: "I hope you will rush to the church as soon as possible, but the truth will last forever!"

"Only the truth persists ..." Earl Pefoss drew a cross in his eyes, deciding to endure, but what could he do?Against the church?A quasi-god, nearly fifty legendary cardinals and holy knights, the Seraph who can come at any time, what is he going to fight against?This is a more terrifying force than the past three magic empire!

Moreover, with the gradual elimination of the remaining forces of the magic empire, the church has become less dependent on itself and other nobles, and its attitude is getting worse.

The carriage drove slowly to the city church, when the sky was dark and the clouds were overcast, and the rainstorm seemed to fall.

boom!

The thunder exploded, and the silver-white electric snake illuminated the sky. Earl Pephos looked up at the sky, walked off the carriage, and entered the church.

"Good evening, Master Bishop, please allow me to pray to the Lord first." Count Pefus said politely, he had completely eliminated his inner dissatisfaction and anger.

The city is the capital of the county, close to Padre Harbour. The location is important and relatively prosperous, so the bishop is a newly promoted Cardinal Field, and he gently nodded: "This is your piety."

After praying before the cross, Earl Pefoss smiled and said, "I don't know what you are looking for me, Bishop Master?"

Field seemed kindly: "According to the report of the night watchman, there have been signs of magician activity in this area recently, and I hope you can put more effort into the investigation."

"This is my responsibility." Count Pefus replied casually, waiting for the bishop to discuss more important things with himself.

"Very well, you can go back and arrange the count." Field smiled.

"Nothing else?" Count Pefus blurted out in amazement.

Field raised his eyebrows: "What else is needed?"

After a moment of anger, the anger in Count Pefus's heart burst into flames. Call me for such a small matter?Just send someone to talk about it!When am i?Church dog?Call it casually?

"Or Count you think this matter is not important enough." Field's smile gradually disappeared.

Earl Pefoss tried hard to suppress his anger: "Please forgive me for my urgent dedication to the Lord, Master Bishop, since there is nothing wrong, then I will go back and arrange the matter of tracing."

He walked out of the church unchanged and entered the carriage, sitting in a stone statue. Until the carriage drove away for a distance, the roaring thunder continued to sound, and his face became ashen, and there were golden scales on his back. .

"It's terrible! We didn't treat our nobles equally!" Count Pefus secretly gritted his teeth.

Laila, the rain poured down, and the night was darker. The roaring wind blew the trees and leaves on the roadside. From time to time, leaves and debris rushed to the carriage.

The raindrops hit the roof of the car, as if playing a musical instrument. Count Pefus looked at the dark night outside the window. His heart was difficult to calm for a long time, and his expression was slightly confused. This is the true status of the nobleman?

Boom boom, boom boom, boom boom, three consecutive rhythmic knocks sounded near the car window, surprised Count Pefus turned his head in amazement, snarled: "Who?"

Being able to approach silently without being noticed by his sixth-level sky knight, the opponent's strength is enough to be called horror.

"A rash visitor." A slightly deep female laughter came from the window, while the coachman in front and the knight in the back were unaware.

"Who the hell are you?" Earl Pefus narrowed his eyes, and a layer of golden dragon scales appeared on his bare skin, and his pupils became golden vertical pupils.

The female voice with a bit of magnetic hey said: "Count, don't invite me to sit down? Do you worry about this level, I really want to attack, I won't remind you just now. For a strong man, what is the resistance of the carriage? "

Very proud of someone who likes to attack others ... Earl Pefoss made a judgement in his heart, and after careful consideration, he carefully opened the window.

A bright red figure flashed in and sat across from Count Pephos.

A high-level magician ... Earl Pefos's alert was raised again, ready to start, but his eyes suddenly lighted up, because this is a bright and beautiful young woman, she is petite, wearing a bright red robe The facial features are exquisite, and the pupils are like blood, and the whole person is full of life.

The rumors that female magicians like to transform their appearance seem to be true, but does it not mean that high-level mages will have a lot of strange looks because of the deepening of blood reformation and the pollution of various experiments?Count Pefus thought subconsciously, why did such a high-level magician have no impression of himself, coming from other countries?

"A daze is not helpful to solve any problems." The bright and beautiful woman on the opposite side seemed to be a little anxious and did not detour, "Count, don't you want to change the status quo?"

"The status quo?" Count Pefus repeated in a low voice, and then sneered, "discuss the status quo with the stray dog-like magician? Madam, we are not on the same step, right, what should I call you?"

The petite beauty's face sank: "It's enough to call me 'Storm'. As for the status quo, I think domestic dogs have to worry about their status."

Is this an attitude of communication?Earl Pefoss couldn't help crying and sending such a lady to the magicians.

But his expression was solemn. Although the lady was not polite, her words pointed directly to the concerns she had just worried about.

"There is not much time. I'll be at your villa soon. Let me just say it." Ms. "Storm" didn't care about the change in the attitude of Earl Pefors. Teachers, against heretic races such as elves and dragons, if they lose their value, it will be no different from the general public. What kind of place they have depends on the mood of the church. "

She narrowed her eyes slightly: "And, compared with the general public, nobles with good strength will be secretly guarded by the church and slowly weakened, so you have to understand where your value is reflected, and you cannot let it be lost."

After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for the answer from Count Pephos, and it turned into a shadow and disappeared in the carriage. This kind of thing is impossible to talk about success in a moment, and she must contact and communicate step by step.

Earl Pefus looked at her disappearing night, his expression glaring, his eyes flashing, and he was lost in thought.

There was heavy rain outside the window, thunder roared, and it was dark like the end.