Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 278

Although Sol was in a hurry, the carriage was still enough. The magicians who came with the team had special horse-drawn carriages. After joining the brigade, they randomly transferred a few carriages, but the carriages of those carriages were relatively small. To be separated, Sol and Buzureano are of course together. Ernest and Anfei got into the same carriage, and finally Chris and Black Eleven. As for Mr. Entos, he chose to use the method of releasing magic to hurry.

Several carriages flew in the direction of Mambo territory on the boulevard, but the atmosphere in the carriage was very different. Niya and Sol were together. Her forgottenness was relatively fast. The crisis had been thrown in her mind. Afterwards, a small mouthful of non-stop, telling the story of the adventure, and finally turned his eyes to Sol's magic robe, frowning and said: "Dad, how do you wear this magic robe? Not at all good looking!"

"What do you want me to wear?" Sol is now a big comfort, and even joked with Niya: "I am already a poor man, where can I change other magic robe?"

"Poor light egg?" Niya did not understand.

"Yeah, my collections for decades have been turned away. What is it that is not a poor man?"

"Oh..." Niya smiled smugly, still dreaming of Sol's frowning in the empty room: "Dad, what are you eager, those things are in Anfei?" It."

"I don't worry." Salton paused and said softly: "Niya, you... didn't break those magic books?"

"It’s all burned." Niya said awkwardly: "Those things are of no use to us."

"What are you talking about??" Sol surprised his eyes wide open, not only his beard, but his eyebrows were about to stand up. The magic books were the **** condensation of his life, and even his life. It’s quite controllable to hear that such a bad news is not on the spot.

"Haha..." Niya held Sol's arm and laughed and gasped: "Fake, fake, lie to you, how can Anfei burn the magic book?"

Sol laughed and laughed. If Niya's lies were made by Chris or Amphitheat, he would not believe it. On the contrary, Chris and Avery did not use the deception to make jokes. Niya is really able to do this kind of thing.

Buzureano looked at Saul's expression of eating sly, and he smiled in his heart, but in order not to disturb the exchanges between his father and daughter for a long time, he chose to be a transparent person, and did not use this to make a joke.

"Dad, now you can be happy." Niya sighed in a rare way, leaning her head on Sol's shoulder, revealing a sweet smile.

Sol looked at Niya with a look of love. Smile without saying.

In the second carriage, the three people remained silent, Susanna was unconscious, Ernest did not want to talk, and Anfei held Susanna on her lap. Quietly watching.

Losing is a kind of tingling, hatred is a kind of suffering, and it is a kind of ecstasy to recover, and the heartbeat is so violently ups and downs. It has had a huge impact on Anfei. He doesn't want to hide anymore, and he doesn't want to use anything else to cover his emotions. His eyes are always on Susanna's cheeks, his eyes are clear and he has a goose bump. s things.

Perhaps it was the sight of Anfei's eyes, Susanna made a soft snoring, then slowly opened her eyes and was colliding with An Fei's line of sight. I was shocked and closed my eyes.

"Suzanne, are you awake?" Anfei said with amazement and joy.

"Well... eh?" Susanna opened her eyes again and looked at her eyes. Her time was a little longer, but in the end she did not resist Anfei’s sight as she was, and she closed as if she was escaping. Eyes: "How do you... look at people like this? It’s weird!"

"Where am I blaming?" An Fei stunned. He didn't realize what kind of confusion that the affectionate gaze brought to Susanna: "How is your body? Is there any discomfort?"

"Right... How am I here?" Speaking of the topic. Susanna finally got out of the influence of Anfei. Stretching his hand to the waist, he found that his waist was empty. It doesn't change from the look: "What happened? An Fei, what are the undead masters?"

"These necromancers have all been removed, don't move, don't move, you should rest now." An Fei said while holding down Susanna.

"You are looking for it." Ernest handed Susanna's sword to him as a swordsman. He knew what the sword meant for the swordsman.

"Thank you..." Susanna took the sword with a subconscious mind, and then found out that she had never seen this middle-aged man with a dignified face. What is even more wrong is that she still relies on Anfei’s arms, even in her partner. In front of them, she is also ashamed to be intimate with Anfei in public, don't mention it in front of a stranger.

Susanna got up and wanted to sit up. Who knows that Anfei is like a wicked person. Instead, she tightens her tighter and says, "What do you want to do? Good, don't move." ”

Susanna was ashamed. It was only for such a long time to get along. The obedience to Anfei had gradually become her habit. Although she could get rid of her temperament, she could break free from the arms of Anfei, but in the end she did nothing. Relaxed in the body, softly leaning on Anfei's arms, but the eyes are really afraid to open again.

"It's rare." Ernest suddenly spit out two words.

Susanna erected her ears quietly. From the perspective of Anfei’s undefended, the relationship between the middle-aged man in the carriage and Anfei should be very good. It may even be the relatives of Anfei, the house and the black. In fact, Susanna is very I want to learn more about An Fei, including visiting my loved ones and friends.

"Uncle Ernest, what is rare?" Seeing Susanna really recovered, Anfei was in a good mood, her face burst into a smile, and the atmosphere became more active. An Fei knows Ernest, Ernest is very resentful and chilling. If his opening remark is 'I haven't seen you for so many days, I really want you nonsense like 'How is your body?' It might be better to be kicked out of the car by Ernest.

"So young is a high-ranking swordsman, isn't it hard to get it?" Ernest smiled. "And her vindictiveness has already shown signs of breaking through the barrier. Under normal circumstances, she can practice for three to five years. Become a real big swordsman, if you can meet some opportunities, time can be shortened."

"The chance? Then... is it a chance?" Anfei did not explain the words. He did not want Susanna to know what had happened.

Ernest smiled and nodded.

Susanna heard the words 'Ernest' and shocked her heart. To be honest, Ernest’s reputation on the mainland is not very good. It can even be said to be notorious. When she first met An Fei, she Because of the ridicule of Ernest, she was reprimanded by Affy. Since then, she has been very interested in Ernest, and she is bent on knowing what kind of person can make Anfei so respectable.

"Right, Uncle Ernest, how can you let that Jerowic flee back?" Anfei said with a pity, since he knew the story of Ernest, he was in Ornes. I am very angry. Compared with Sol, Ernest is much more pure, and his heart is not difficult to guess, but this can't affect the respect that ALF has produced from the bottom of his heart, so that such a big swordsman can be reviled by the world. No reason? !

"That's not the battlefield of me alone. He saw me running and I couldn't help him." Ernest said faintly.

"I think Jolly's Majesty is definitely very happy now." Anfei laughed. It was not his own battlefield, which proved that Ernest was obeying the command on the battlefield, and said in the depths, for this and other reasons, Ernest could not avoid the beginning of the MaO Empire. As for whether or not you can keep Ernest in the end, it depends on what kind of sincerity can you pay for, and no one can help except for Sol.

"How come Sudland suddenly?" Ernest frowned.

"Uncle Ernest, after the end of the battlefield, have you received an invitation from His Majesty?"

"I have received it, and now Mioric is still on the Eastern Front, so Jolland hopes that I can assume the position of the Guards."

“How did you answer?”

"I refused."

An Fei is silent. If he starts from his own point of view, he hopes that Ernest will stay in the Mao Empire, but Ernest has his own habits and pursuits. He doesn't say much.

At this time, the outside carriage was tapped, and then Entos appeared at the door and said with a smile: "Don't bother you?"

When I heard the voice of another stranger, Susanna felt that her head was big. She knew that An Fei wouldn’t let her get up. She had to bury her head in Anfei’s arms like a frightened ostrich. .

"It doesn't matter." Anfei laughed.

Entos wiped the sweat from his head and sat on the carpet with a sigh of relief. The genius without sweat is actually the waste material. Just now, Entos has been using the mobile movement for a moment, and his magical rumor in moving in the moment has surpassed Sol, and it is inseparable from the hard work of a single magic for many years. Of course, the unique interest is a prerequisite, replaced by the average person, will never spend all his life on a magic.

"Anfei, I have to remind you of something." Entos's expression was serious.

"What is it?" An Fei stunned.

"In any case, don't mention Nana in front of the teacher! Do you understand?"

"Nanna..." Anfei slowly nodded: "I remembered."