Rumble...

The earth trembled and the mountains shook.

The earthquake-like energy under your feet was spreading, and the raging impact crazily destroyed everything around you. Huge rocks began to fall from above your head.

In an instant, the bodies of several weak knights were blown to pieces.

The underground explosion was so sudden that even the powerful elders were unable to react immediately, and their bodies were directly blown away by the violent energy.

The violent tremors even spread to a distance of tens of kilometers. Even the military camps stationed in the distance continued to shake under this fierce impact, and the impact turned into strong winds and blew the camp tents away.

The shocked soldiers ran out of the camp. The raging wind carried the sand and stung their eyes. In the haze, they could only see a mountain peak in the distance collapsing, and a large amount of smoke and dust billowing in the sky, like a huge mushroom.

After a long time, there was another bang.

The piled rubble was shattered by an extremely powerful force, and a figure wearing armor flew out of the smoke, with irrepressible anger on his rough face.

Moulton, Captain of the Royal Knights of the Guards.

Soon, another figure appeared, Jason, the deputy leader of the Holy Knights.

Immediately afterwards, Archbishop Christia of the Earth Mother Sect also flew out of the collapsed rocks. His white-gold robes were stained with large stains, and his beautiful cheeks were filled with anger at this moment.

Except for the three of them, everyone else was completely destroyed in the big explosion.

That big explosion has a power comparable to super-level magic.

The figures of the three people were flying in the air in a triangular position. Each person's face was extremely cold, and their eyes were filled with angry flames. A few seconds later, Morton said in a hoarse voice: "Where is the brave man?

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Many brothers also died in the explosion just now, but Moulton had no time to worry about those good brothers. The most important question now is...where did the brave man go?

"Missing." After a long time, Christian said in a cold voice.

This is the worst case scenario.

Even with the empire, the Holy See, and the Earth Mother Cult jointly guarding each other, heroes from all three areas still disappeared. This is an unprecedented shame.

More importantly, the existence of the brave is related to the survival of the Sky Continent. If the brave was really killed in the big explosion just now, then...

If Sage Mountain wants to summon the brave again, it will take a long time to prepare. Thinking of what kind of slaughter the human world may suffer from monsters during this period, the faces of the three people are a little pale, and their bodies are shaking uncontrollably.<

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"Huh..." Christia suppressed the anger and irritability in her chest, pursed her thin lips and said, "Morton, Jason, don't worry yet..."

"The brave man is surrounded by Ekaterina and Violet. I saw it. When the big explosion was about to appear, Violet seemed to sense something. She is stronger than us and should be able to do it in advance.

Be prepared to protect the brave."

The expressions of Moulton and Jason softened a little. Christia is a powerful magician, and her perception of various powers is more acute.

….

"Then we immediately command the army over there, dig out the collapsed mountain, and find the brave..." Moulton said subconsciously.

"No, there is another more important question now..." Christia said in a deep voice.

"Don't you think the explosion just now is too coincidental? Moreover, I also felt the breath of the magic bomb."

"The monster's lair exploded as soon as we entered it. The weirdest thing is that the brave man was at the center of the explosion."

"You mean, someone wants to use magic bombs to deliberately murder the brave?" Jason and Moulton are not fools, and they immediately thought of this.

"But, is the magic bomb so powerful?"

Magic bomb, use it

It's very convenient. You just need to throw it out, and it will explode automatically upon impact, but the destructive power is not very powerful.

"One magic bomb is naturally impossible, but what if a thousand, ten thousand, or even more magic bombs explode at the same time?" Christia's eyes narrowed: "Those who want to murder the brave must definitely

The whereabouts of the hero are very clear."

"Moreover, it is definitely not an easy task to gather so many magic bombs. It requires a long time of accumulation."

"It is very likely that before the hero is summoned, the opponent is already planning to assassinate the hero."

Listening to Cristia's voice, Moulton and Jason could see the shock in each other's eyes when they looked at each other, and almost simultaneously exclaimed: "Prince Lance!"

That's right, this is the only possibility.

Because it is recorded in the oracle that Her Majesty the Saint will be the lover of the brave.

This directly led to the fact that the eldest prince, Lance, was the most resistant to the summoning of the second-generation hero. He even hated the appearance of the second-generation hero more than the former members of the hero team.

Lance is deeply in love with Rossweisse, and is extremely obsessed with the Saint, almost to the point of madness. Lance's character is very impulsive and extreme, and he is really capable of such a thing.

As the eldest prince, Lance has many eyes and ears, so it is not difficult to know the whereabouts of the brave.

"And not long ago, when I went to the Magician Association to do business, I happened to see Lance's confidant Lindbergh ordering a large number of magic bombs from the Magician Association..."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was almost convinced that the eldest prince Lance must be jealous and wanted to murder the brave man!

Even Moulton, the head of the Royal Guards Knights, felt that such a prince was too unqualified and was not qualified to inherit the throne.

If the throne falls into the hands of Lance, it can be foreseen that the empire will be destroyed in the near future.

Moulton took a deep breath: "The competition for the throne has nothing to do with me. My allegiance is to your majesty, not anyone else. I will truthfully report to your majesty what happened here. As for how to decide, that is your majesty's business."

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As he spoke, Moulton unfolded a magic scroll.

……

In the Imperial City.

Wadsworth was sitting leisurely on the sofa, leaning against the soft cushions. In his arms was a beautiful girl with a hot figure who looked to be in her twenties.

The enchanting body like a snake is twisting gently in Wadsworth's arms.

….

This girl is not one of his princesses, although he has more than a hundred princesses... Each of them is beautiful and graceful, but how do you say that sentence?

Home flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers? That’s what the first generation of brave men seemed to say.

The woman in his arms is a young lady from a certain viscount family. Wadsworth enjoys her charming charm. The most important thing is that she is young.

Who doesn’t like young and beautiful girls?

Although he is an emperor, he still needs to relax a little occasionally, otherwise the mountain of government affairs will be enough to weigh him down for several years.

He was quite confident in his disguise skills. The girl in front of him did not realize his true identity. It was just his innate noble temperament that made people think at a glance that he must be a big noble.

Wadsworth's furry claws landed on the girl's waist, and moved downwards along the slender waist maliciously. Just when he was about to touch the important part, the claws were ruthlessly knocked off by the girl.

"Uncle, your hands are very irregular..."

Wadsworth wasn't angry. Rather, the sweet voice made him feel like his bones were brittle.

This girl is very charming and charming, but whenever Wadsworth wants to go further, she will always be stopped by the girl, and Wadsworth never forces it, he enjoys this kind of flirting.
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Lifting the girl's chin with his fingers, looking directly into the pair of light green eyes, Wadsworth said shamelessly:

"What uncle, call me brother..."

On the other side, the waiter is sitting on the sofa not far away and drinking tea

Officer, my hands shook when I heard this, and my forehead was covered with black lines.

Shameless, shameless!

You don’t even look at how old you are. You are in your fifties or sixties. How do you feel embarrassed when someone calls you brother?

This kind of scene is really unbearable to look at. Fortunately, no one familiar with it recognized Wadsworth's identity. Otherwise, the empire would be completely embarrassed.

Wadsworth's stubble-covered mouth came to the girl's slender white neck and kissed her continuously.

The stiff beard seemed to make the girl feel a little itchy, causing her to giggle.

When he saw that Wadsworth was about to seize the girl's lips, there was a sudden itching sensation in his ears, which made Wadsworth's face immediately collapse.

Who is this, so uninterested, disturbing me at this time? His salary will be deducted later.

Although he was in a very irritable mood, Wadsworth knew that those who could contact him with message magic were not ordinary people. He let go of the girl in his arms and said, "Beautiful lady, please wait a moment. I seem to have some problems that need to be dealt with."

Apologizing gracefully to the girl, Wadsworth pressed his ears and walked to the side. Soon Wadsworth's face changed, like an angry lion, and his fists were clenched instantly and there was a creaking sound.

The sound.

When the attendants saw this scene, they immediately understood that something was wrong. They quickly put down their teacups, stood up, and came to Wadsworth's side.

"Nizi, Nizi... Nizi..."

Hearing these words, the aide immediately understood that the eldest prince had done something to anger His Majesty. This was normal and happened several times a week, but the aide was keenly aware of this.

His Majesty's reaction was more intense than ever.

….
To be continued...