Chapter 968: [King of the Devil] (I)
"If the All-Seeing Eye and the Dragon Hunting Order are really the watchdogs of the Arcane Empire......"
Cervantes leaned back on the couch and stared intently at the book on his lap, but his mind was not on the book.
"Now that the Kurt Kingdom is in a mess by the devil, do you think they will take action to clean up the group of devils who are wandering around the Kurt Kingdom?"
Hearing this question, the maid who was dealing with official business raised her head, and Latinia, who was sitting on the side to help her daughter peel an orange, also paused slightly, obviously, they should not have thought of this before.
"That's what you say...... It's kind of interesting!" the maid put down her pen, folded her hands around her chest, and began to think.
Cervantes also raised his head from the book, tilted his head and said with a smile: "If they are really the watchdogs of the Arcane Empire, then even if they don't come forward to deal with the devil in person, they should use the power of the major churches to eliminate the devil, right?"
Latinia nodded in agreement, "That makes sense, and if there is another primordial demon in the Kurt Kingdom, it will not only be the Kurt Kingdom that will be affected next, but perhaps the entire continent will be affected." Maybe one day, the primordial devil will come back with an army?"
Joanna couldn't understand what her parents were saying, so she pillowed her biological mother's soft breasts and ate oranges.
"If that's the case, then we might have to revisit those two organizations!" the maid concluded.
If the All-Seeing Eye and the Dragon Hunting Order did not choose to come forward, but unknowingly influenced the power of the major churches in the Kurt Kingdom, then they may need to re-examine the two organizations of the All-Seeing Eye and the Dragon Hunting Order, perhaps these two organizations are even more powerful than they imagined, and can penetrate into various places among the people.
After hundreds of years of development, these two organizations may have achieved that there are people from all walks of life, for example, there must be their people in Wende City now, but the maid doesn't know it yet.
"But nothing has happened now...... Cervantes raised his head and said weakly, "I'm just making a hypothesis anyway, and I'll talk about it when something really happens!"
Glancing at the black dragon rather helplessly, the maid glanced at Latinia and saw that she had begun to peel oranges for her daughter again, so she shook her head and continued to concentrate on her work.
The room soon fell silent again.
............
Teleport! Teleport! Teleport!
Duke had been teleporting, but the light that had been burning his back seemed to be getting closer and closer.
He was unable to leave the town, as it was unknown when it had been completely shrouded in a 'prison of light', restricting his escape routes.
He could only flee everywhere in the hope that the King of the Devil or some Archduke of the Devil would answer his call.
However, all the calls were like stones sinking into the sea, which even made him wonder if the space here was also blocked, otherwise how could his call not be conveyed to the thirteenth layer of hell?
However, he was able to continue to use teleportation, and if the space was not blocked, so should the communication.
He wasn't handcuffed to anything like 'chains', so what was it that kept his call from reaching the thirteen layers of hell?
Duke kept on the run, occasionally using teleportation to escape, but it didn't take long for the legendary paladin to catch up.
Using a teleportation to disappear into midair, Duke hid in a dark corner of the town, leaning against the wall and gasping.
Glancing up at the sky, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, and his resentful gaze was fixed on the holy light mark suspended above his head for a moment before he looked away and concentrated on resting and calling.
Crown, crown, crown, you receive the message quickly!
The dazzling light once again appeared around the corner of the street, and before Duke even had time to think about it, he jumped up from the ground against the wall, flapping the dark red bat's wings behind him, dodging the scorching rays that grazed the soles of his shoes.
The paladin didn't shout, because he knew he wouldn't stop at all, so he wouldn't waste his strength on that useless thing.
Duke could feel the cold gaze following him, sweat pouring from under the burning skin, the smell of sulfur gradually infecting his entire body.
There was a shadow of despair in his heart, just like what he had wanted to give the baron—a soul of extreme luxury and all kinds of evil, plus despair from which there was no escape, and the little 'hope' that remained, except that there was no unacceptable betrayal, he had it!
As time passed, Duke sensed that his hopes of survival were slowly fading......
No, it can't go on like this!
He suddenly realized that the guy who was chasing him was a legendary paladin, with much more physical strength and extraordinary strength than him, even though there was a 'prison of light' enveloping the entire town now, but in terms of attrition speed, it was definitely him who was bigger.
The real 'legends' are a group of monsters, unlike him who needs to rely on the power of the race to obtain the [Legendary Posture], such as a human race, as long as it is a legend, the degree of strength must be above him.
Duke is not a fool, he understands his strengths and weaknesses.
It wasn't that he hadn't thought about attacking the people living in this town to buy time to escape, but he didn't dare to guarantee that the paladin was not a ruthless character with a 'heart of stone'.
Although the Paladin would not be so bad even if he was 'hard-hearted', as long as the legendary Paladin ignored the wounded for a moment and continued to pursue him, the time he stopped attacking others would be enough for the paladin to catch up with him and cut him down by the sword.
Duke was running away, but he was also thinking, he was thinking about how to break the game.
He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die now, so he had to flee or call for reinforcements, otherwise, he couldn't continue to live in the face of a legendary paladin.
"Yes, yes!" As soon as he cast a teleportation, Duke suddenly thought of a way to keep himself alive - that was his last hope!
"The Primordial Devil, if I could create a Primordial Devil......"
He cast his sights on the castle that stood in a corner of the town, and his glimmer of life was there, yes, right there!
Thankfully, the town is an extension of that castle, and it is because of that castle that a small town emerges here.
So, the castle wasn't built far from the town, but it stood right in the corner of the town, that is, within the confines of the town!
His hope was there, if only he could create a primordial devil—
Seeing that the paladin had caught up again, Duke didn't have time to think, and used the teleportation again, slamming his head into the castle's magic circle.
Then, suddenly, he burst out laughing.
He finally understood why his plan had failed, and as he wandered the streets looking for his next temporary stronghold, Baron Landry met with the legendary paladin and learned something from him.
Perhaps during this time, the paladin also went to a manor outside the town and killed Baron Landry's mistress, which is why he met the legendary paladin at the entrance of the town!
He still didn't know how the paladin knew he was going to lead Landry, but there were probably only a few possibilities, and when it was over, it would be too late to think about it after he had created the primordial devil, or if he hadn't created it.
He's going to kill that nobleman before the paladin arrives, and since that nobleman already knows the news, he might be even more desperate when he meets him......
Not necessarily, it may be very small, but what if it really could, what if he really took the opportunity to create a primordial demon?!
With a few smirks, Duke swelled and spread his wings and flew to the top of the castle.
He knew where that nobleman was, he knew it...... He knows!
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