Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 414 Confrontation at the Professional Level
Cyril narrowed his eyes slightly, and the rest of the hooded men and the elves of the White Pine clan had retreated to the distance in tacit understanding, as if planning to leave quietly.He caught this out of the corner of his eye, and immediately shouted loudly:

"Master Sacrifice, those who disturb the equestrian competition are here, don't let anyone go!"

Van Lundin was furious a second ago that there were humans who dared to attack the tree of life resonators in front of them, but when he heard Cyril's words, he immediately reacted, and then ordered: "All clans, no one is allowed to leave now -"

"You despicable La Rochelle man, where is Diana?" the professional-level member of Usain Emma asked in an angry voice, and he could clearly hear Cyril in Usain Emma, ​​but But he pretended not to know, just raised his sword, and at the same time said in a deep voice:

"Austrian Emma? Why do they have the qualifications to enter the forest and participate in this sacred nature festival? Have you forgotten what they did to the elves and the forest?!"

As he spoke, he backed away. It was obviously not wise to use his own strength to clash with the people of Ao San Emma here, not to mention that he still had ready-made thugs to use.

Leonardo had already raised his great sword, guarding in front of Cyril, and beside him was Cher, who also had a great sword in his hand.A group of natural priests have already aimed their weapons at the solitary professional-level Austrian Saint Emma.

And Cyril seemed to think it wasn't lively enough, so he shouted at the camp of the Qingsong clan who was also retreating:

"Could the O'Connor family sit back and watch the O'Santa Emmas invade our frontier and mutilate our sacred allies? Master Hobart?!"

Hobart's complexion sank when he was named. He really didn't like Cyril at all from the perspective of perception. He wished that the other party would fight to the death with the people of St. Emma, ​​but at this moment he could only respond aloud:

"Hehe, how is it possible? But this is the territory of the elves, and the elves must be specifically asked to—"

"Stop talking nonsense, didn't you see that there is a professional level on their side?" Cyril shouted, staring, blocking Hobart O'Connor's retreat.

With an embarrassed expression, he turned around and whispered to the mage with a long gray beard and a long robe beside him: "Mr. Zimmerman, this..."

"He's right, there is indeed a professional level who is eager to try. Hobart, as the master of Amathir, we should indeed have a certain responsibility—"

The mage smiled lowly, then pushed away the person in front of him with his staff, strode forward, and stood beside Leonardo in a blink of an eye.

"Leonardo, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I didn't expect you to join a new young lord." Lewis Zimmerman, the upper mage of the Forest Tower, bowed slightly to Leonardo, and then stretched out Take out the staff, and point it towards the sharp thorn that still rises——

In an instant, the spikes collapsed, and then the yellow particles quickly gathered in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was reconstructed into a giant that was more than three meters high and made of brown soil.

"How can it be regarded as a refuge, it should be said...a like-minded friend?" Leonardo laughed like a gourd from under his armor.

While speaking, he waved the big sword in his hand, and as the magic power fluctuated around him, the same earth elements gathered around him—except that unlike the people from the Austrian Saint Emma on the opposite side, those earth elements were finally wrapped in his hands. On top of the great sword, a section grew out of thin air, as if it was plated with a layer of bright gold.

And Cyril, who caused the confrontation, slipped to Valentine's side, and said with an apologetic smile: "Master Sacrifice, although this is a conflict between some human kingdoms, it has a certain relationship with the forest, so you don't mind?"

Valentine's face was livid, obviously still in the mood of being irritated by the Ossaint Emma, ​​he ignored Cyril, just stepped forward, and shouted at the White Pine clan who also retreated:
"White Pine Clan, you need to give the Temple of Nature an explanation, otherwise the seats on the Forest Council—"

Cyril looked over there, but saw Bernard quickly chatting with a man who was still wearing a hood beside him, and then the hooded man nodded slightly, and then walked forward.

As he walked forward, he threw off the cloak on his body, revealing the delicate armor underneath.Compared with the armor of other Adelaide Sea Guards, his body shape is more luxurious, and you can feel the flow of magic power at its joints when you walk - those are all from the small magic circle carved on it It can ensure the convenience of joint activities and strengthen explosive power.

But more important is his face - capable short sky blue hair, handsome but expressionless iconic Aussan Emma face, and crystal blue pupils with fierce eyes.

Except for the lack of some scars and vicissitudes on his face, this face is exactly the same as the officer who commanded the army to break the new capital of La Rochelle in Cyril's impression!
Alvin Bridges!
Sure enough it was him!

Cyril clenched the sword in his hand subconsciously, staring at his movements.But seeing that he never pulled out the long sword at his waist, he just calmly walked to the side of the previous professional, and then slowly said:

"I think there may be some misunderstanding between us. My subordinates have a bad temper. If there is any offense, please—"

He raised his hand suddenly, and grabbed the earth element not far away with his fingers, but he heard a "pop" sound, as if something had struck on the earth element, which was more than three meters high. The earth element suddenly leaned back, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Cyril's pupils shrank suddenly - he could vaguely see a whip shadow passing through the air, and at this moment there was a slender and deep mark on the solid chest of the earth elemental, if he hadn't If he guessed wrong, the whip shadow would almost pierce the upper body of the earth elemental!
He glanced at Lewis Zimmerman, only to find that the latter looked stiff, and apparently he did not expect that his favorite earth element would be instantly killed - although the earth element itself is an aggregate of elements, it will not be completely destroyed because of this. Destroyed, but this temporary loss of combat power is fatal enough for a mage.

Only then did Alvin Bridges lower his hand, and slowly said the rest:

"Please forgive me."

Silent.

All eyes were on the earth elemental who was knocked down.Alvin Bridges inadvertently pulled his subordinate, pulled him behind him, then bowed his head to the natural priest, still expressionless:

"Ao Sheng Emma came here with sincerity to the elves, and I hope your Excellency, don't misunderstand."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the camp of the White Pine Clan with his subordinates on their shoulders.

No one dares to stop.

(End of this chapter)