The diversity of the world is infinite and diverse.

No matter what kind of person you are, you can find your own way of life in this world, provided that you follow the rules of the game of this class. Otherwise, no matter how good you are, you will still die quickly, of course, because you don't have a solid backstage.

Elsie sat in the carriage, looking much haggard than he had been half a year earlier.

There was no decoration in the carriage, and the wood used was very ordinary, not even good. Perhaps because of the usual neglect, there was a strange damp and musty smell in the carriage, and there was no hanging pattern of the family crest on the outside of the carriage, which was almost humiliating for a descendant of the Boulder family.

The old driver of the car was an elderly middle-aged man, bald and shirtless, wearing a coarse linen shirt, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he seemed to be a little weak. But under his feet, he stepped on a broadsword as thick as a door panel, judging from the weight and scale of this sword, not to mention cutting, splitting, and chopping, just shooting can seriously hurt the silver realm.

Accompanying the carriage were six riders who didn't know whether they were knights or cavalry, but judging from the black heavy armor on these six people, they looked like cavalry more than like family knights. The rider is heavily armoured, the mount is heavily armoured, holding a heavy spear, and a heavy sword is hung behind the horse.

Although after leaving the Howarth Territory, he was transferred to the Yeros Territory, which had fallen into desolation and bandits due to the lord's harsh rule, but because the team only consisted of eight people, including the coachman and the prisoner-like Elsie, and the carriage was so tattered that there was no cargo with it, those shrewd bandits would not come to attack the team's idea. Those heavy riders seem to be the elite of horse warfare and foot combat, and if you have plenty of oil, you might be able to try it. Who wants to fight this ridiculously strong team when there is no oil and water?

The convoy moved forward slowly, and in about two days, it would be possible to get out of this really chaotic Yeros Territory and enter the territory controlled by the Boulder family's main sect.

At that time, as long as it converges with the 3,000 private troops on standby at the border of the territory, plus the three golden powerhouses are in charge, and there are garrisons in various towns that can be mobilized at any time along the way, there will be no fear of any accidents. Although this matter has caused a stir in the noble circles of the kingdom, and the Boulder family has even been teased for being cowardly, this time it is not possible for the old Duke Hatch to act so cautiously, because he received the news. A sorceress under the command of Marquis Asuna appears in Sean's domain.

One of the riders stepped forward, leaned down slightly, and whispered, "My lord, we are being targeted." ”

Some sleepy coachmen yawned and said lightly, "I've guessed it." Once in Tequila, they never had any chance. And the peace on this road was originally the tranquility before the storm, but I don't know who wants to intervene in the road. ”

"Could it be the Marquis of Tonys?" The black-armored cavalryman asked.

"No, it won't." The bald driver shook his head. "Not to mention that the marquis has always defeated her opponent with dignified and upright tactics. Let's just say that the masters under her are good, including her, there are a total of four upper silver peaks, and with the combined strength of these four people, they can indeed kill a strong man at the lower gold peak, but that's all. Not to mention the strong man of the upper gold, the two lower gold will be defeated, so it will definitely not be the handiwork of the female marquis who can plan this robbery. ”

There was a slight pause. Somehow, in order to strengthen his confidence or for some other reason, the coachman spoke again and added: "The lack of a truly strong man is the only weakness of the marquis. …… Whether it's the Duchy of Lane or the Millennial Covenant Empire behind them, or even our Kingdom of Dabion. They are very happy to see this, at least it means that the marquis is still in the range that can be controlled, but I am afraid that this situation will soon be gone. ”

The rider kept his mouth shut.

In fact, this truth is very simple, no matter who knows very well, the lack of a strong man who can defeat ten thousand people under his command is Asuna's only Achilles' heel. It's just that even if there is this weakness, it is only regarded as a strategic threat to the death of a fish and a broken net, and who dares to really carry out this kind of assassination in non-war times, if a person with unclean hands and feet leaves a little clue, then the fun will be great.

But even in times of war, this assassination tactic is not necessarily effective. In the original three-year war of the Dabiang Kingdom, there were as many as forty-five assassinations against Asuna alone, and the most solemn one even sent three Sanctuary powerhouses, but now Asuna is still alive. If the Principality of Lane really wants to keep one person, there is still a background to resist the assassination of the three Sanctuary killers, so Asuna's so-called Achilles' heel is just for the Principality of Lane.

If it weren't for Asuna's weakness, and she wasn't the Asuna of the Evans family, would the Principality of Ryan really be relieved to let her control the Tonys Fortress, known as the miracle of the gods?

However, when Asuna and the three magicians under her command are promoted to gold-level powerhouses, this weakness will be greatly compensated.

The bald coachman shook his head, not thinking about these troubles, he was just a lone wanderer anyway, and it was not his turn to worry about such a big thing. So, the coachman turned his head again, looked at the black-armored cavalry beside him, and said, "How many people can be sure?" ”

"There are seven or eight people who are watching, all of them are bandits and bandits, and these are easy to solve." The black-armored cavalry said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that there are other people with a heart mixed in with these bandits and bandits, if this is the case at that time, please ask the adults to break through, and we will stay behind." ”

"Okay." The bald coachman didn't seem to have the slightest sense of being a strong man, and he nodded without hesitation in agreeing to this method.

The black-armored cavalry didn't say anything more, for a character like them, it was naturally best to be able to die, but if it was to a place where it was going to be killed, then dying in battle was actually not a terrible thing, at least it could give their descendants a chance. If their descendants are good enough and hardworking. In the future, you can become a big man like this bald coachman.

This is the only way for all civilians in this world to climb.

In which class in this world is in the world, you have to abide by and adapt to the rules of the game of this class, which is the unspoken rule recognized by everyone on the Miracle Continent.

The convoy moved forward again, but noticeably a little faster.

The Tequila Territory controlled by the Boulder family was less than two days away, and as long as they could reach the border and be seen by the Boulder family's private soldiers, they would be safe. But everyone knows that the next part of the road is really dangerous, because since the people in charge of the enemy's stalking have already revealed their identities without scruples, then the next step is naturally to prepare for a battle.

As the bald coachman expected, the enemy's tracks were finally completely exposed.

But shocking. But there are not just one group of these enemies, but four batches!

The four groups of enemies differed in size and number, the smaller one had only a dozen horsemen, but it was also a heavy cavalry with heavy armor and heavy guns; And the larger one even had a size of more than two hundred people, shield fighters, cavalrymen, archers, and spearmen. It has everything and looks more like an elite army.

"These guys. Don't you even want to be cheeky! The bald driver finally let out an exclamation.

He thought the jesters would be happy to watch the Boulder family go to war with the Marquis of Tonys. At most, it is to spend some money to hire horse thieves in this tattered territory, and twist them into a force to deal with themselves and others, if it is just like this, with the strength of the seven of them, they are naturally not afraid. But I didn't expect that these political enemies would directly send their elite troops to intercept and kill, this kind of skill and heart is not trivial, at least if this matter is leaked. Then it's really a tear with the Boulder family. And even if he is stronger than the next golden pinnacle, if he is besieged by these elite troops, he can still be consumed alive.

"Your Excellency, you go first. We're in charge of the break! The black-armored cavalry said in a deep voice, even he knew that it was impossible for them to survive this battle.

The bald coachman didn't say anything nonsense about staying alive, and everyone knew the current situation, and even if he stayed, it would only add one more damage figure, which was meaningless. So he didn't insist on anything, and threw his fist at the back of the car, smashing the carriage with only one punch, and grabbed Elsie out with his hand and grabbed it inward, and then jumped on one of the horses pulling the cart, and at the same time did not forget to lift the incredibly large heavy sword, and after breaking the leash with a sword, he immediately rode away.

Hearing the neighing of the war horse, he immediately galloped out, and at the same time the other war horse quickly followed, as if the two war horses had a heart for each other. At this time, the four groups of people who came to rob people finally saw that this carriage was very dilapidated, but these two war horses were not ordinary war horses, but domesticated horse monsters, and only this kind of monsters could carry the bald coachman and Elsie plus the giant sword that weighed hundreds of pounds without knowing the road.

Seeing the bald driver's movements, the four groups of people immediately began to mobilize, and they rushed up from all directions to surround them.

Six heavy cavalry also ran along, and with their heavy guns raised, they quickly overtook the bald coachman and charged towards the smallest group of the enemy.

There are only six people, but the momentum of galloping and charging is like a thousand troops!

In a hedging confrontation, two of the six heavy cavalry fell on the spot, but the miraculous thing is that these two people did not seem to be killed because of this, which shows the solidity of the heavy armor on their bodies. After these two people fell off their horses, they also immediately threw away their heavy guns, and instead drew their heavy swords on their horses, turning from horse combat to foot combat, wielding heavy swords and beginning to slash and kill the approaching enemy, while the four heavy cavalry who burst out in front of them drew a small arc in front of them, turned their horses' heads and fought back again.

They are using their lives to carve out a route for the bald coachman to escape!

When the counter-charge returned, the four cavalrymen immediately dismounted, threw away their heavy spears, took out their heavy swords, and laid a reef-like defensive formation around their mounts, launching a life-and-death attack against any enemy who dared to approach.

After a moment's delay, the bald coachman had quickly left the battlefield with the excellent durability and speed of the Warcraft mount, and rushed towards the border of the Tequila Territory, not daring to linger at all.

Because he didn't know if this was all the layout of the enemy. If not, then the rest of the battle will have to be dealt with by him alone.

……

An ordinary-looking carriage was moving along an official road.

But if you have a knowledgeable person, you will find the luxury contained in this carriage: the carriage is made of red dragon wood, which naturally exudes a warm atmosphere, especially warm in winter, and on hot days with a few ice stoves can turn the heat into coolness, so the price is extremely expensive, and the average small nobleman cannot afford it, let alone the wealthy merchants.

With the exception of red dragon wood, the axles, guardrails, pedals, and wheels of the carriage were all made of cold iron. This material is one of the necessary materials for making silver-level demonic weapons, but it is really a bit of a fuss when used on this carriage.

The carriage alone is already so expensive, but compared to the four-headed demonic beast that pulls the carriage, at least this carriage can still be built as long as there are tens of thousands of gold coins.

Continental dragon lizard.

This monster looks a lot like the ancient velociraptor on Earth. However, the back is more spacious, and a special saddle can be worn as a cavalry mount. It is said that the Land Walking Dragon Lizard, like the Earth Walking Dragon, is a magical beast with the blood of a dragon. But compared to the Earth-Walking Dragon. The Land Walking Dragon Lizard has a lower IQ, a more violent temper, and is also a carnivorous monster. This kind of monster is difficult to tame, but once it is successfully tamed, it is a very well-behaved monster, but as a dragon monster that can compete with the earth-walking dragon, the land-walking dragon lizard is known for its speed, durability and negative gravity.

If the Earth Dragon is the exclusive mount of the heavy cavalry. Then the Land Rider Dragon Lizard is the exclusive mount of the light cavalry.

It's just that the use of four land dragon lizards as the labor to pull the cart is really a bit of a tyrannical thing.

There were two drivers in the driver, one was an old man, but he was very thin. It looks as if it's shrunken; The other is extremely tall, but his whole body is shrouded in a hooded cloak, and he can't tell his gender or age at all, but judging from his body shape, it shouldn't be a woman, otherwise it would be a little too terrifying at this tonnage level.

On the roof of the carriage, there was a young man lying lazily basking in the sun, with a huge bow one and a half meters high beside him, and an arrow bag full of the hairy feathers of some unknown creature resting beside him, and his eyes closed looked particularly comfortable; And at the back of the carriage, there is also a board with the same position as the driver, a magic lamp hangs on the eaves of the carriage, which will be lit at night, and on this board is a pair of female twins, at this moment the twins seem to be sleeping, but they are each holding a spear in their arms, one red and one blue, shining with bright brilliance, it looks like it is obviously a demonic-level weapon.

Including the coachman, the five people all exude an aura that belongs to the strong, even if it is not the upper gold, it is definitely the lower gold.

With these five people protecting the carriage, I am afraid that there will not be any blind people who will block the road and rob it.

The curtain of the carriage was gently lowered, and a slightly tired young man pinched his eyebrows and exhaled a turbid breath, and the whole person seemed to be slightly relaxed.

Inside the carriage, it is extremely luxuriously furnished.

The floor was covered with some kind of pure white animal skin, the fur was thick, and you could feel the deep shaggy warmth when you stepped on it barefoot, and there were also tea sets, ding stoves, low tables, and even a small bookcase filled with all kinds of books; And the seats are not the two rows of hard and soft seats of ordinary carriages, but a few sofas made of unknown materials, and people can sit on them and sink into them.

At this moment, the young man was sunk in a couch.

Sitting across from him was another man who was also young.

"Brother, is it necessary to do this level?" The young man frowned, looking at his most revered brother with some puzzlement.

Both of them are one of the candidates for the succession of the Wiles family.

One is the second in line and the other is the fourth in line. The reason why these two people are not as harmonious on the surface as the other heirs in the family, and they fight to the death in secret, is purely because the mothers of these two people are the same, so the blood relationship is stronger, so the two brothers did not spread those unbearable things. Unlike the third heir and the fifth heir, they have been ordered by the family to think about it behind closed doors.

If nothing happens, the fourth pick will soon be able to climb one more place.

"Do you know what is the best way to play gambling games?" Florence asked with a glance at her brother.

The young man shook his head.

"Use the trump card for the hole card, and use the hole card for more hole cards." Florence explained. "The biggest difference between me and Turin is the age between us. He's ten years older than me, so he has more time than me to manage his connections and power, and he only has four trump cards on the surface now, but I have five, and it looks like I have one more than him. …… But if I only have three hole cards, is it possible that he has less than me? ”

The young man, who might be the third in line in the future, thought about it, shook his head at first, and then nodded. "But there is only one man in Turin, and there are two of us!" ”

"Rome, even if we are brothers, you have to fight for the position of the heir." Florence's face turned solemn, "Whether you want to or not." Or whether you want to or not, you have to show the desire to fight. Otherwise. You will soon be defeated by others. …… In our family, what the price of failure is, you can see what happened to Pisa and Venice. ”

The young man named Rome fell silent.

Florence sighed and continued: "Unless you stay away from this family and leave the fascist kingdom, then we will all follow the rules of the game in this country and this family. "Speaking of which. Florence smiled again and said, "Fortunately, our two brothers are the same mother, so neither I nor you will become the head of the family. At least we're all safe. ”

"But Turin isn't that easy to solve."

"That's why I need to develop my network and power." Florence spoke, "In the kingdom, Turin's power and allies are already in half of the twelve noble clans, and the remaining half are either grass on the wall or are still waiting, so I can only choose to develop outside." …… Originally, I was optimistic about the Boulder family, but I don't know what Lu Dao is, and the lord named Sean makes me even more optimistic, so I might as well sell my favor to him now, even if I don't want to be a friend but an ally, it's enough. ”

"But......" Roma pouted, still a little depressed, "is it necessary to turn over one of your hole cards?" ”

"I think there is." Florence nodded, "You have to learn to take a long-term view. ”

"Oh." Rome answered, but his gaze fell on the card that had been turned over on the low table.

It depicts a warrior charging on horseback.

This is a deck of one of the most popular card games in the Fascist Kingdom, and the name of this card is Knight.

……

Thousands of miles away in the sky, a falcon flew by.

It is extremely fast, and as it glides through the air, it even brings out a stream of air that tears through the clouds.

The bald coachman had been driving the beast for a day and a night, and his body was so exhausted that he had to stop and rest. Even a bald driver as strong as this one couldn't stand it, let alone Elsie, a young man with little strength, his face was as pale as a blank piece of paper, and he seemed to faint at any moment, and at the moment he could do nothing but retch.

The bald coachman took off a kettle, threw it to Elsie, and said in a deep voice: "Master Elsie, drink some water and rest, we will only stay here for ten minutes, and then we will set off again." It's good to enter the tequila collar, there is only less than half a day left, and I hope that Young Master Elsie can hold on. ”

Although he said that, there was not the slightest tone of respect in the bald coachman's words.

Elsie endured the discomfort and picked up the kettle and poured a large sip of water, but because he drank too hard, he choked and coughed violently.

The bald coachman pursed his lips disdainfully, and he looked up at the Saker in the sky, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes. This falcon has been following them for a day and a night, and it is obvious that this is not an ordinary falcon, and it is even more obvious that this beast is definitely not wild, but domesticated, but I am afraid that there is a wave of pursuit behind them, and the bald coachman is not sure how many people there are in this wave of pursuers, so he just hopes to enter the tequila territory sooner.

Suddenly!

The bald coachman's pupils shrank as he saw the falcon hovering in mid-air suddenly swoop down and then land on the arm of a knight.

This knight was dressed in silver-white heavy armor, and the mount under his crotch was not recognizable, but it should also be a war horse. It's just that the horse is also covered with silver-white heavy armor, but what is surprising is that there are white flames burning on the four hooves of this war horse. The knight wore a helmet, his visor had been lowered, and he couldn't see clearly, but he carried a silvery-white spear in his right hand, without a shield, and his left arm was in mid-air, and the Saker stopped on his left arm.

It was only then that the bald coachman saw that the back hair of the falcon was actually silvery-white like a metallic luster. Even the tail hair has a silvery sheen, but it is lighter than the back hair.

Seeing the silver-white knight and the silver falcon, the bald coachman's cold sweat began to break out: "Are you ...... Silver Falcon Knight. Dante? ”

"You seem to know my name?" The knight, known as the Silver Falcon Knight, let out a slightly hoarse voice with a kind of vicissitudes full of vicissitudes, "Then things will be much easier." …… I don't want to create innocent killings. Hand over the person behind you to me, and you're good to go. ”

"Could it be that the fascist kingdom also wants to intervene in this matter? What's in it for you guys!? ”

"What's in it is none of my business. I'm only responsible for this task. Dante said in a deep voice. You're a gold-level powerhouse, and I'm also a gold-level powerhouse, and I haven't crossed the line, which is very much in line with the rules of the game, isn't it? …… So, hand over the person behind you. I'll spare you your life. Otherwise, I'll have to kill you and take him away. ”

"Don't think!" The bald coachman roared angrily and lifted the door-like greatsword in his hand.

Dante sighed slightly, his left arm raised. The silver falcon spread its wings and flew up, and almost at the same moment, the place where the Silver Flame Falcon Knight stood completely collapsed, and countless cracks spread out in all directions, but where the cracks collapsed, silver flames bloomed. In an instant, within a radius of a few meters, it was like a silver lotus flower blooming, which looked extremely stunning and beautiful.

But underneath this stunning beauty, there was absolute danger and death, because when the silver flames burned out, the whole land turned into silver crystal sand, and the wind blew up a mist of silver light in the sky.

Suddenly!

The silver mist exploded, and the knight in silver armor galloped out on his horse, and the speed of the run was simply unbelievably fast, and it was almost in the blink of an eye in front of the bald coachman.

Lifting ropes, hoofing, and stabbing guns.

A series of movements are as smooth as flowing water, and at the same time, they also reveal an extremely terrifying ferocity.

In the face of such a ferocious attack, the bald coachman wanted to swing his sword to cut off the limbs of the Hayabusa Knight's mount, but he could only turn into a horizontal sword. Fortunately, this sword body similar to a door panel is extremely spacious, so there is no need to think about which position to defend at all, as long as the sword is horizontal, it can block at least two-thirds of the body, and it is definitely enough to use this sword to resist the opponent's thunderous blow.

The tip of the spear and the blade of the sword collided together without any fancies.

There was no muffled ringing of eardrums, and no expected sparks.

Yes, just a circle of silver ripples visible to the naked eye spread out from the point of the spear and the blade of the sword.

It was obviously a seemingly lethal blow, but the bald coachman's face turned red, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the sword, and his face turned a little pale.

And at this time, the front hooves of the war horse that people stood up finally stepped down fiercely!

But the place where he stepped on it was not the ground, but the body of this heavy sword like a door panel.

Feet down!

Trampled by this heavy hoof, the bald coachman finally couldn't bear it and half-knelt on the ground, and one man and one horse obviously continued to exert pressure. The ground of the bald coachman has produced a circle of cracks, and the fine sand and gravel are raised, stirring up a layer of faint yellow sand mist, which is not very thick and charming, but it also has a bit of the smell of flying sand and stones.

Dante, on the other hand, raised the silver-white spear in his hand once again, and stabbed it down again without hesitation, this time a little faster than the last time.

As soon as the spear fell, the place where the bald coachman knelt could not bear the pressure, and suddenly collapsed and sank more than an inch; And where the back two hooves of the war horse stood, there were also two small pits without suspense.

But this time, the silver-white ripples visible to the naked eye did not appear, but a silver-white flame suddenly erupted, looking as if the sword of this giant sword suddenly ignited silver flames, and wanted to burn the Hayabusa knight to death. But only Elsie, who was actually fighting and watching from the sidelines, knew what he was saying. The one who was going to burn to death in this flame was the bald coachman.

The flames had not yet reached his body, but the shirt on the coachman's body had begun to burn gradually.

The pressure, the heat, and the two injuries forced the bald driver to let out a hysterical roar, and then his clenched left fist slammed into the blade of the sword.

This time, there was finally a pop.

The powerful concussion shook the front hooves of the war horse, and the flames that were originally burning on the sword body disappeared in an instant.

Dante tugged at the reins slightly, and the horse turned gracefully and gracefully, and his hooves landed on the ground on the right, and he also stepped out of two shallow pits. Dante, on horseback, took advantage of this fall. Raising the spear again, the third stab still stabbed at the sword, but this time it was the same as the first stab, only a visible ripple spread out.

Perhaps the bald driver was finally prepared this time, so he didn't spurt blood. But his situation didn't look much better.

Dante was slightly sorry that the blow did not achieve the desired result, so he put away his gun and returned. The war horse with a heart jumped slightly. The four hooves broke out of the hollow pit and ran forward. In the sky, the silver-white falcon suddenly dived, like a hook of claws into the bald coachman's back burned by the burning of his clothes, and suddenly spread its wings and flew again, and actually tore off two pieces of back flesh.

Suffering such intense tearing pain. The bald coachman, who wanted to swing his sword to cut off Dante's mount, couldn't help but let out a howl of pain, and the attack in his hand was also unable to swing, and his body even stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Dante, who had run forward more than ten meters, pulled the reins again, and the war horse under his crotch still did not neigh. But it is man who rises. Dante tugged at the reins slightly, and the horse made a chic turn again in a very humane way, and when the hooves landed, Dante, who was facing away from the bald coachman, faced him again, and kicked his legs slightly, and the horse immediately galloped, and Dante raised the spear flat, and the second half of the gun was clamped under the armpit, as if it was about to launch a charge.

Gritting his teeth, the bald coachman suddenly stood up again, endured the tearing pain from behind him, and suddenly waved the giant sword in his hand, and rolled out a sword wind that could really be regarded as flying sand and stones.

But Dante suddenly loosened his right arm, no longer holding the spear, but clenched it tightly, and a silver-white fighting spirit like flames also emerged from his body, not only attached to the spear, but even attached to his body and mount. I saw Dante suddenly swing his spear and stab, and the moment a shot was stabbed, dozens of gun shadows bloomed out, densely forming a silver flame light curtain that was not inferior to the silver flame lotus that broke out during the previous charge, and easily tore out a gap in this sword qi like a wild wave.

The bald coachman let out a roar of rage and raised the giant sword in his hand high, obviously about to slash out a sword aura again.

But the silver Saker swooped down from the sky again, this time just as fast as before, and before the bald driver could react, the Saker had already stabbed its claws into the bald driver's eye sockets, hooking both of his eyeballs. And in a terrible howl, a silver light suddenly flashed in the silver flame light curtain, and it was Dante who threw his spear out, directly through the chest cavity of the bald coachman, and the strong fighting spirit exploded in the chest, and the bald driver was too dead to die.

The silver curtain of light had not yet disappeared, and Dante had already ridden out his horse, and as he passed by the bald coachman, he drew the spear without looking at the defeated man. The silver Saker in the sky shook off two eyeballs from its claws, then landed quickly, perched on Dante's left shoulder.

"You...... Who are you? Elsie looked at the silver-white knight who had easily killed the bald coachman, "Are you here to kill me?" ”

"No, I was ordered to save you." Dante rode on his horse and said condescendingly, "My relationship with you is only a friend and not an enemy at the moment, so please don't worry about what I will do to hurt you." ”

"Friends?" Elsie looked stunned, not even figuring out what was going on, "What do you want from me?" …… I'm just an outcast of the Boulder family, and I don't have anything to satisfy you. Even my territory has been stripped away......"

"You may feel like an outcast, worthless, but for some people that's not the case." The Silverflame Falcon Knight named Dante said in a deep voice, "Whether it is you or me, for those who use this world realm as a chessboard, we are just pawns on the chessboard after all. …… The only thing we can do is adapt to the rules of the game on this board. ”

"What do you mean?" Elsie looked dazed, obviously with his IQ, he absolutely couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"If you don't understand, forget it." Dante shook his head slightly, a little puzzled by why this guy who looked like an idiot could become an important chess piece involved in a multi-party game, "You better get on the horse first and then go with me." The traces of my battle with him here are too strong, I believe that the tequila territory will send someone over soon, and I am afraid that I will not be able to stop it alone, so let's leave here first. ”

There was obvious hesitation and struggle on Elsie's face, although he was a little dumbfounded, but he was not really stupid, the current situation was so weird, how could he trust the words of the man who killed his guard?

"I'm Sean. Sent by Sir Connery. Sighing helplessly, Dante could only move out of the words that the master he was working for had said before he set off.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the doubt and struggle on Elsie's face disappeared, but after experiencing so many things, the trace of caution he had honed did not make him immediately obediently follow this person away, but asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"Let's talk as we walk on the road." Dante said in a deep voice, "I must escort you back to Panda within a month and a half, or else the situation will become very troublesome." ”

This time, Elsie finally didn't hesitate at all, nodded, and said, "Okay!" (To be continued.) )

PS: I was so tired last night, and because of the coherence of the plot, I feel like I'll lose a lot of flavor if I tear it down, so I'll modify it a little and integrate it into one chapter. Originally, it was close to 12,000 words, which is considered a four-in-one chapter, but because the rule of the starting point can only be sent within 10,000 words, I cut out some side details to make this plot as complete and coherent as possible. …… It's more than 9,700 words in total, so it's worthy of you, right?