The Black Scepter

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The Byzantine Empire, this huge and rich country is one of the major powers on the mainland today. From the economic to military strength, it is a behemoth that other countries need to look up to, and Constantine, the capital, is a super city that has risen powerfully in the past 100 years. Enjoy the reputation of "the crossroads of the world".

Is it your destination there?

Murphy looked at the dense forest and the caravan passing by on the country road in the summer, without a word, the rein was gently pinched, recalling Tang Jidi's teachings over the years-in addition to constantly facing death There are also rules and dogmas that are hard for ordinary people to imagine.

There is a significant difference between the Thris army horses in this remote area, so this team is easy to attract the attention of passers-by. According to common sense, the old housekeeper should act in an absolutely low-key style when the military power is not strong enough. And now this low-level mistake is like a beacon in the night, leading the way for the political enemy of the “father” who has never met.

But unexpectedly, Murphy did not notice anything strange for a whole day.

Pulling the reins gently, the horses under Murphy's crotch stopped spiritually.

The accompanying knight immediately turned around alertly and put his hand on the hilt, while the old housekeeper looked at Murphy in doubt, unclear.

"This is the farthest distance from the village of Nair I have been to," Murphy pointed to a small tree by the way. "I don't know how the world will appear before me when I leave this place."

"Will you bathe under the Corinthian waterfall as the old guy said?"

Looking at the distant town at the foot of the Karen Mountains in the distance, Murphy sighed softly.

The old housekeeper fought a cold war-Collins Falls is one of the most famous waterfalls in the empire, with a drop of more than 300 meters. It is located in the forest next to the town of Hook. Is it true that this child really bathed under that waterfall?

He wouldn’t naively think that the word "bath" in Murphy's mouth was soaked in water. Swordsmen who have pursued physical strength and advanced strength have long had a precedent of standing under the waterfall to exercise endurance. .

"Master, I am curious what kind of experience you have experienced. Can you tell me about this old man?"

Seeing that Murphy waved the reins again, after all the knights rearranged the line silently, old Phaffa asked tentatively.

"It's nothing more than hunting in the forest."

Murphy seemed to gradually adapt to the knights and old housekeepers around him, and finally he had more words, otherwise the old housekeeper would feel that he really had a communication disorder.

"Have you not been afraid?"

This sentence should not have been asked by the old housekeeper, but he still seemed to speak a little rashly.

Tentative?

Murphy shook the reins gently, saying: "Fear sometimes comes from lack of judgment and courage. It is more unpopular and more unbearable than death, but fortunately..." He turned his head, a little The childish face did not have the impetuousness and frenzy of his peers, and the teeth exposed when smiling were white and dazzling, "I survived."

Pafa didn't speak anymore, and followed Murphy's horse respectfully.

...

In front of the team is "Padin", the largest city closest to Hook County. The Byzantine Empire is bordered by the Holy Gabriel Empire to the northwest, and this city with tall walls is the first weight adjacent to the old neighbor. city.

War is always the source of human development and progress. However, the sacred Gabriel empire and the Byzantine empire were born in the same root. The predecessors of the two were the same superpower. It was not because of the autonomy of the two emperors that the East and West eventually split. It is not that the soldiers meet each other.

Patin has a hustle and bustle that human cities have never missed. The tall city gate is made of black solid wood infused with lead water. The iron chain pulls a long suspension bridge. A moat with a width of more than ten meters is outside the city wall. The military defense force is visible. Spotted.

A city of 30,000 people can already be named in the empire, and Murphy, who is the heir to the Windsor family, will not know that Constantine, the capital of Byzantium, is a super city with a population of 400,000.

Tall military horses stood in the crowd, the family knights were in a neat formation, cold and silent. From entering the city, Murphy enjoyed the attention of the civilians as if they were small and mundane.

Just riding on a horse will produce this feeling. How does the so-called power and strength make people climb?

Murphy couldn't help but sigh inwardly. For the first time he saw so many people, to be honest, he was not used to it.

"People who listen to reason are perplexed. Reason makes those who are not healthy enough to control it become their slaves."

Unexpectedly thinking of Don Quito's teachings, Murphy put the doubts that had just arisen behind him and followed the knight who was traveling to stay in a tavern.

In the pub, Murphy saw this for the first time in reality.

Only keeping enough curiosity about this world is a manifestation of Murphy's self-preservation ability. He didn't make any extra moves. He didn't even look around. He squinted slightly and watched the knight dismount in front. Negotiations with the hotel owner, and immediately after throwing a bag of coins, a group of people stayed together, except to attract the eyes of some curious civilians on the street, nothing else.

"Master, your room."

The old housekeeper was by Morpheus all the way. Until then, Murphy knew that he was a believer. The small cross necklace hanging on his neck would not be worn by ordinary people, but he did not have many mouths, just followed mechanically. Then came to a room that was not wide.

The light is soft, the wooden floor is clean, the exquisite wooden bed with a bedding, an exquisite wardrobe, a table and chairs with a vase I don’t know where to buy, and two bottles that are not fresh These are the standard equipment of ordinary hotels, but this is the first time in the eyes of Murphys.

Turning around, Murphy looked at the old butler and whispered: "Thank you."

"A nobleman does not have to thank the butler, this is a matter of division."

Pafa bowed deeply and moved gracefully. Then he opened the door and pointed in the direction of the corridor: "We don’t have many people. Although as the butler of the Duke’s Palace, there are two tricks to fool people, but I still hope that the young master You remain vigilant enough."

"I have a question."

Murphy looked at the little cross that fell on the housekeeper's neck as he bent down and said, "After having power, why do you need faith?"

A brief silence.

"My young master, maybe you will not understand the meaning of what I am saying now, but I will still answer you as a believer:'Faith is the essence of what is hoped for, and it is the confirmation of what is not seen. '"

"Maybe I still need time to understand."

Murphy nodded slightly, looking at the old butler's back, without saying a word.

The moment the wooden door closed, UU read books www.ww. uukanshu. com Murphy turned around and swept the house from all angles like he was in the jungle, and then directly jumped into the room beam, alerting for a long time, and then turned a lot of incredible inside the house. Perhaps not even the sanitation waiter has noticed: a metal nail left under the bed, a few pieces of useless parchment scraps, food debris, etc.

Security, this kind of thing is too far away for Murphy.

The old housekeeper next door stood and sighed softly at the window. He could hardly imagine what kind of childhood life such a weird young master had experienced.

...

It wasn't dinner time, or for Murphy, it wasn't yet sunset, when a soft footstep suddenly came from the door of the room.

Morpheus, who had never laid down on the bed, rushed silently into the door behind the door. The dagger in his hand came out with a cold chill. Although the wooden door was not open, Murphy was already standing at the door Rear side.

When he came here without any notice, Murphy would not think that the person outside the door accidentally took the wrong path. If the so-called guard is so unbearable, he might as well stay in the woods and hunt.

"despair."

People outside the door tapped on the wooden door with only one click, and seemed to hesitate.

The dagger in his hand didn't pierce it directly. Although Murphy had more than 90% assurance that he would pierce his head with the dagger piercing the wooden door, but after thinking about it, he still didn't do it.

This is the city.

Murphy lamented inwardly that killing is not instinct, but a means of protecting himself.

After a little thought, Murphy folded the short sword under his forearm, opened the wooden door with one hand, and stepped back, making a seemingly relaxed but ready to attack gesture.

Outside the door stood a girl.