Vol 2 Chapter 265: You are the North!

Chapter 265 You are the North!
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Ronnie’s ridicule was faint.
It seems to be in response to Tyres.
At that moment, Rumba only felt endless anger in his chest.
Tluedida blinked and wanted to talk to Olsiu, but the latter still had a heavy face and said nothing.
Lecco Grand Duke still sits on the square table.
Lombard took a deep breath and forced himself to take his eyes back from Tyres.
and so.
This is the end.
His next words made everyone feel cold.
"I will ask you again at the end, you are the Grand Duke," said the black sand grandfather indifferently: "Is this your last choice?"
"Just give up our covenant and choose the gibberish of that child?"
As soon as this statement came out, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense.
Tluedida frowned: Why did the Prime Minister of Brisbane not arrive yet?
Is it...
Tyres looked at Lombard's expression and felt uneasy inside.
"The last time?" Ronnie Laughed with a chuckle: "You dare to say it."
He pulled a rope from his arms and tied his long hair into a ponytail and stuffed it into the neckline.
Rumba looked at his movements silently and read his response.
Grandpa Leko’s face is serious.
"Chaman, let's leave some room for each other," the boss was just sitting in an endangered, stiff tone: "Let's solve this problem together - use another method, not so ugly."
Rumba did not respond.
He shook his head and seemed to have just given up and decided what: "I know, I can never count on you."
"Chaman!" The Grand Duke of Tluedida changed his face: "You are still a member of the Grand Duke, we don't have to go that step."
"Oh," responded to him, is the faint sneer of Lombard: "Who is just saying that I am a member of the monarchy, no longer a member of the covenant?"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Tyres clenched his teeth.
really.
Just like what he thought.
"Rumba, you don't want to be enemies with us four," Olsei worries: "Don't be stupid."
"Stupid thing?" Rumba gave him a look and put his hand on his waist.
Next second.
"Hey!"
In the face of all the Dagong, in the friction between metal and leather, Lombard took out his sword!
The grandfathers have changed their faces.
Tyres snorted in his heart.
It was a sharp and shiny knight's hand and half sword, which was completely inconsistent with its dilapidated yellow scabbard.
This shows that its owner has swung the sword thousands of times, while carefully maintaining the blade.
Just for one day, the sword will kill the enemy.
The Grandpa of Lombard looked at other people murderously.
Oller Xiugong sighed softly.
Taylors felt that some of his scalp was numb.
The next moment, Rumba slammed into the direction of the hall door and shouted loudly: "Lhasa!"
Dagong’s voice was deafening and resounded inside and out.
The voice of the Viscount Canbida came from outside the hall: "Hello?"
Just listen to Rumba and roar: "All the army listens, the battle is ready!"
Tyres was shocked, and Selma grabbed his hand and suddenly became nervous.
The next second, the outside of the hall is like an instant boiling!
"Oh la la..."
Countless metal slamming sounds rang!
The voices are also coming from one after another:
"Pull the knife!"
"Give a shield!"
"Stabilize!"
The commotion caused by Thales is even more exaggerated!
In the hall, the Grand Dukes were very calm: Ronnie tied his hair in an orderly manner, and Oller slowly put his hand on the hilt, and Tluedida quietly stepped back, sitting in the Lecco Grand Duke. Straightened up and started to move his fist.
They quietly confronted Lombard.
"In fact," behind all the people, Tluedida whispered: "His strength is several times more than ours, still controlling the Palace of the Spirit and the gates, so...the stupid thing seems to be us?"
Tyres bit his teeth, and he sighed and clutched Selma's palm.
Really bad.
This gang...
A native of Northland who does not agree with one word.
There was a familiar cry outside the hall reminding the rest of the Grand Dukes: "His Lord Leko?"
Lecco’s grandfather calmly looked at Lombar, who said nothing, and snorted.
"Lord Justin," the old man responded with a loud voice: "Thank you for your protection with your colleagues, please do your best, the hall is solved by ourselves - you are worthy of the reputation of the White Blade Guard. It is my pleasure to walk with you.

Silence outside the hall for a second.
Until Lord Justin’s voice came again:
It’s also my honor, Lord Dagong.

"I don't care who you belonged to before, Dagong or the court, the white blade or the miscellaneous soldiers..." Justin outside the hall shouted: "But when you get some work up, you have to have a northerner look!"
There was a response from the outside of the hall.
It seems to be the unit of the Grand Duke and the remaining staff of the court.
The old man nodded gently - although Lord Justin could not see it.
He turned his attention back to the field.
"You may wish to reconsider, child." Lecco fainted to Lombard.
"We could have worked together to open up the future for Exeter," Lombard said coldly, while slowly turning his sword: "But if you become a hindrance, not a booster..."
"What use is it for me to keep you?"
When the words came out, Ronnie sneered, and Oller repaired a heavy sigh. Tluedida smashed his hand and made a helpless expression.
Tyres felt that there was a layer of things between Dagong and Lombard.
He knows that the layer of things is called "tacit understanding," also called "rules."
Now, the scene and the situation slipped in an unpredictable direction.
Tyres couldn't help but tighten his breath.
"Chaman, think about the consequences, and no matter what the two lose, even if you kill us all here," Leko is not too busy, as if he is just a training soldier: "What should you take to face the Prime Minister of Brisbane? In the face of Long Yao City, facing the entire Exeter?"
Rumba shook his head: "This is not the result I want most, but you forced me to choose."
Oller is a step forward.
"Hey!" Oller repaired the two-handed epee from the waist.
The big beard of the bearded man sighed: "Not only will you become a target, but Exter after our death will be in chaos. You can't get anything, you can't do anything - this is what you want. result?"
Taylor looked at the epee that almost wiped his neck and frowned.
"I think if we can reach a compromise..." asked the Grand Duke of Tuludad.
"I have abandoned the useless fantasy." Just listen to Rumba cold and cold:
"Yu Jun, disrespectful - after you have gone alive from here, no matter what reason you find, you will not let me go."
"Whether it's because I broke the vow of co-administration, or because of the gibberish of the little boy."
"Even if I lose everything in the ruins... it won't be worse than it is now!"
"The coward." Ronnie, who had tied his hair, simply replied, and at the same time took out his own weapon - a cold glimmer of light, a sharp sword that was not a good thing at first glance.
He stood side by side with Oller and leaned against Rumba.
Rumba turned to Tyres, swayed the sword and narrowed his eyes:
"As for you, I will give you the most identifiable end, Prince of the Stars."
Really... I have a good chessboard.
Tyres reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Now...to finish the game...
"After me, Prince Teres, Ms. Selma," Leko dad looked at the expression of Rumba and chuckled. "I am old, but I am also a northerner."
"Before I fall."
"No one can hurt you."
The old man slowly rises up, and there is an unquestionable power in the words.
He took a valuable short knife from his arms, as if he had just awakened.
Tyres reported with a smile.
Tluedida sighed and held the dagger at the waist, but stood a little further: "I hate today."
In the field, Ronnie, Aurelius and Rumba were already arrogant.
"It is said that your brother stood still and let you tie it three times, did you kill him?" Ronnie swayed the sword in his hand and provoked Rumba without fear.
Lombard raised his eyebrows slightly, and the sword on his hand reflected the cold.
"But we won't be able to get rid of it," prayed to the city's grand priest. "With an enemy two... ready to die here, Chaman?"
Ole's double-handed sword, his face is serious, and he does not speak a word.
"Are you kidding?" Lombard seemed to be unaffected by words, and he was very calm when he entered the battle:
"From the day twelve years ago, I was ready every second."
Their swords pointed to each other, like the most sincere Northlanders - without mercy.
At that moment, Tyres unconsciously slammed into Selma: the girl's face was white, but there was no such awkwardness and panic, but she calmly looked at him with a questioning look.
It seems as if the words spoken in front of the Grand Duke have added a lot of courage to her.
Looking at her expression, the tension in Tyres suddenly went down a lot.
At this time, Tyres’s voice also echoed Eichda’s voice:
Now, do you need me?

"I only asked the last time - the soul gun found me, I must go right away."
With a full of boredom, Taylors also sighed long.
Selma around him looked at him strangely.
Tyres gently closed his eyes.
Fuck.
He took his fist.
That's enough.
you guys……
You guys...
Next second.
Both Olsiu and Ronnie are in a position to stand up.
The murderous Rumba slowly opened his mouth: "All the military orders -"
The sound of the blade of the hall outside the hall suddenly sounded like a sea breeze.
Just listen to the black sand tyrants:
"kill him..."
At this moment, a young boy screamed through the hall.
"is that enough!"
The sound was loud and harsh, and even the words of Rumba were cut off.
The grandfathers glimpse together and go back.
Under the gaze of everyone, I don’t know when the second prince of the stars, His Royal Highness Teres, has climbed to the square table.
At this moment, with the charcoal on his head, the prince waved his little fist while his face was twisted, and yelled at the people in the hall:
"You are rude, violent, stupid, impulsive, perverted, illiterate, rude, uncultivated, pretentious, self-righteous, self-speaking, only knowing each other all day long, screaming, killing, killing, doing The North!"
"Give me a careful listening!"
At that moment, the grandfathers who had been smashed by the unprecedented and smashed their faces seemed to be unable to react, and looked at Taylors with horror.
Bored and intolerant on the prince's heart.
Tyres shouted long words, bent down and held his knees, panting painfully - the sin of the prison river faded away from his vocal cords.
Under the table, Selma looked at him silly.
"I," Tyres took a deep breath, re-stretched his back, painfully knocked on the chest that was overwhelming and painful, and looked at the big men who stared at him: "I have an idea..."
"It’s better than the end of the two losses."
The name of the chapter is to pay tribute to "You are the souls of these souls."
PS: How can someone who is so diligent like me break even more, 48 hours a day, I am updated every day! (Humph)
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