Chapter 335 (2/2)

Masefield flew out like a cannonball, stumbled on the ground, rolled several times before stopping.

She bit her, slowly supporting her body from the ground.

Palmer severely wounded the First Thorns Knight with just one punch!

”Uh...cough cough...”

Masefield coughed, his face pale as paper, and he felt that although the same holy rank, the difference in strength was so great that he couldn't compete with Palmer at all.

So strong!

This is the man who was the overlord 30 years ago!?

Unexpectedly, my strength is so much worse than this man!

Masefield wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the whole person was in a state of panic.

”Who are you? Why are you attacking me?” Palmer asked hoarsely, and the blue flames in his eyes flashed hot.

”Call ...... call ......” Masefield breath some disorder that, some words are racked, ”In order to secure the empire ...... I want to get rid of ...... get rid of you!”

”Empire?” Palmer's eyes flicked, seeing the purple and gold patterned road on Masefield's cloak, after a little thought about the long-lasting memory, he immediately understood what was going on, ”Are you a royal knight of Great Britain?”

Masefield did not speak, but gritted his silver teeth and resisted the sharp pain in his abdomen.

”Huh, how dare the little royal knight provoke me? It's ridiculous, I'm not afraid that I will kill your queen?” Palmer looked proud, probably thinking that he was thirty years ago. The ghostly praise makes people fearful. Of the age.

”It's a pity that you are just a lonely family member, and you are no longer the overlord of 30 years ago. Don't think that you can act wantonly against the royal family. Your guild has disappeared in history!” Masefield resolutely said.

”Really, it is now 30 years later. I have passed away for so long...” Palmer's voice was hoarse, and the soul fire in his eyes was a bit dim. ”I knew before I died, if I'm not here, I The guild created by one hand fell apart and eventually fell apart. As expected, everything was beyond what I expected...”

”If you know, then go back to hell! This doesn't belong to you!” Masefield yelled angrily.

”It's a pity that since I'm back, I won't return to the dark hell. As for the fall of the ghost praise? It doesn't matter. With my strength, I can organize a group of forces to counter the empire in minutes!” Pal The flames in Mo's eyes were burning, and it seemed that the previous lofty ambitions were not extinguished.

”Hey!” Masefield gritted his silver teeth and silently held the sharp sword, planning to die desperately and drinking Palmer to die. Such dangerous elements must not stay in the empire!

however

”Hey! Little bitch~”

There was a familiar voice behind him. As soon as Masefield turned his head, he spit on his forehead with ”Pachi”.

”Eh!?”

Masefield stunned suddenly, feeling the coldness of his forehead, and touching it with his hand, he felt the other party's saliva sticky.

Masefield didn't know why he was spat, and looked at the man opposite.

He was wearing a black raincoat, with Dachi on his waist, and his face covered with rags, so he could not see his true identity.

Masefield felt that the man in front of him was familiar, reminding her of a very annoying bastard.

”You...you are...”

”Hmph...” The disguised Merlin sneered, pinched her waist, and pointed to herself.

”You Elgin swordsman who chases and intercepts every day...”

”Obviously this is the uncle!”

”Remember when I slobbered you in London? Haha~”

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PS ■

Sorry, there is still no call at home at this time. I can only buy UPS to get the manuscript out. Now I go to the Internet cafe to update the code as usual. I hope you understand.

Chapter 43: Pleasure

When Palmer was just resurrected, Merlin had already arrived.

It's just that the thief was afraid of meeting the soldiers, and Merlin felt a little vacant when seeing Masefield present.

After all, he once vomited saliva in the king's capital and punched the Knight of Thorns.

So Merlin was a little worried that if he did something, or said something, he would be recognized by Masefield as the great Elgin swordsman.

After all, when Merlin and hardly rushed to the Elf Embassy, ​​they had hammered two holy rank powerhouses. If they showed their strength in front of Masefield, they would inevitably risk being suspected.

So Merlin hid his Dark Iron Adventurer Proof directly into his neck in order to make sure that he was foolproof. He also tore off the scraps of his clothes and directly covered his face.

Finally, with the cover of a black raincoat hood, you're done!Few people can recognize who Merlin is!

Moreover, in order to avoid saying too much, he scolded Masefield ”little bitch”, and directly rewarded her with a magical saliva, which made her lose the ability to fight and get out, hiding in the dark with his fingers. Physical needs.