MTL - Abe the Wizard

The prosperous level of the city's main house exceeded Abel's imagination. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw an oversized fountain. The lamp that led to him from nowhere printed the flying spring water, shining with a magical luster.

The servants of the city's main house leading the guests, each wearing a black servant suit, all of them are polite and thoughtful, and the guards around the tour are wearing half body armor and holding long swords, showing at least a level of at least 4 Professionals who practice vindictive spirits everywhere show the extraordinaryness of the Viscount aristocracy.

Professionals include warrior, knight, and assassin classes. They are all based on fighting spirit, and have generated some special abilities.

Warriors are ordinary professionals. Most combative people are warriors. Warriors can use swords, hammers, lances, and almost all weapons.

The most powerful are knights. Good education and rich resources enable them to have the most comprehensive training and the best equipment. Warhorses and armor are their standard.

Assassins are among the least number of them. In addition to practicing fighting, they also need to learn a lot of ways to hide themselves. The fighting of Assassins has become more violent, and the price is shortening the duration of fighting.

In the Principality of Camai, it is difficult to obtain a title. His Royal Highness has suppressed the number of nobles from generation to generation, and has formulated a series of rules to reduce the right to inherit the territory and titles. For example, the rule that women cannot inherit titles, is not a title. Each inheritance is lowered by one level. If there is no successor, the land will be taken back, etc. In countless years of continuous power collection, countless aristocratic families disappeared.

There is only one condition for obtaining a title, and that is to make great contributions to the principality. This was particularly difficult to obtain in times of peace, and after the war, the gain of warfare came at the cost of a large number of quasi-aristocratic deaths.

Therefore, in recent years, the contradiction between the king and the nobility has become more and more serious. The big nobles have continuously increased their strength, while the king has been looking for opportunities to hang off nobles who dare to challenge the king.

You only need to look at the title of Lord of the Harvest City to know that the title of the nobleman of the Duchy of Camai is low. The lord of a city is the Viscount. For a city of the same size, at least the Duke of Thunder in the neighboring Principality of Thunder.

Of course, these things are very far away for Abel. It was only in the carriage when he arrived that Marshall Knight talked to Abel casually when he talked to the Lord of the City. Marshall, as a knight who obtained the land by war, didn't care about these things. Just to talk about it as an interesting thing.

Just when Abel saw the guards of the city's capital, he couldn't help but think of the big nobles that the Knights of Marshall talked about constantly strengthening their strength against the king. Just looking at these hundreds of guards, each was a professional, even just A low-level warrior professional, the powerful combat power of these hundreds of people can also stand up to the combat power of a legion of thousands.

The crowds in the hall disappointed Abel's food in the city's main house. Because it was winter, only buffets and grilled meats were served on the buffet table, and red wine was adequately supplied.

With the appearance of Viscount Dickens, the reception officially began. First, the Viscount's speech. Although there were many people in the hall, Viscount Dickens, the knight captain, passed the powerful speech to everyone's ears. According to the Marshall Knight It is said that this is an annual show of strength. Whether it is financial or powerful force, this will allow Viscount Dickens to better manage this vast land.

This was the most boring reception that Abel attended. None of the people here knew Abel, but after the Marshall Knight took him to know a few friends, Abel went back to the corner by himself, watching quietly The high-end party in this world also knows that no food is not prepared, because very few people come here to get food, they are all carrying red wine and talking around.

In this environment, Abel's eyelids became heavier and he fell asleep slowly. After walking around the street for a day during the day, the noisy sound around him was like a lullaby. It was not until the end of the reception that the Marshall Knights Wake up.

When he came back, the Knight of Marshall laughed at Abel very much. The Knight did not believe that a fifth-level trainee knight would be tired from sleeping at the reception because he was shopping.

The next morning, the Marshall Knight took Abel onto the carriage and was going back to Harry Castle. When he left the yard, the housekeeper Robin sent the carriage out of the gate, and Abel extended his head from the carriage and waved goodbye to Robin.

This action made the servant who had been watching the yard frozen for a night confirmed that Abel was about to leave, and hurried to report to the master.

"What, did they go to the South Gate? See?" Joshua heard the report from his servant, and after confirming it, summoned his staff.

Joshua's father is a lord, and because of his good business, he has bought more than ten stores near the main road in Harvest City these years, and has almost a 50% share of Harvest City ’s ready-to-wear market. The strength of the Lord also made the Lord ’s only son Joshua have better conditions for training. The 19-year-old Joshua is also a Level 4 trainee knight. The Lord has always dreamed of Joshua being able to become a fief Sir.

Because of this, the Lord never hesitated about Joshua's growth. Only by helping Joshua to purchase a great sword, can you see the Lord's investment in him, and bet that the loser Joshua did not dare to make this happen I told the Lord that I just wanted to report the revenge first, and then I found the opportunity to talk to the Lord slowly.

A team of twelve people was gathered. These were strong servants at home. Each was a horse and a sword. Joshua rode on a fiery red horse. The team set off.

The Marshall Knight is tasting a red wine from a friend in Harvest City in a carriage, and leisurely moves slightly with the ups and downs of the carriage, but the wine surface in the wine glass does not move. Abel was trying to learn the knight's posture at the moment, but the carriage in this world is too hard to absorb even a shock. Sometimes a shock comes and he has not come and reacted. The red wine in the wine glass started to be violent. The ground shook, but Abel was not discouraged, watching the knight carefully, impersonating it.

Although the horse was not fast, it was also faster than the carriage in a short time. Thirteen people had quickly approached the carriage, and Joshua's cold face showed a sloppy smile.

"Interesting. Someone dared to chase my carriage." The Knight of Marshall stopped the wine glass in his hand, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

Abel also felt an abnormality from the ground vibration. He glanced at the Marshall Knight. Since he came out to join the party with the Marshall Knight, he did not bring a sword, but just took out his puppet, mounted an arrow, and was ready to fire.

"Come on, stop the carriage and drag me out," Joshua ordered to the 12 servants.

If Joshua saw the carriage from the front, he probably wouldn't do it. The front of the carriage had the noble family coat of arms.

The 12 servants held up their swords and waved towards the carriage. The driver knew that the Marshall Knight was in the carriage, so he was not in a hurry, but warned loudly: "This is the Harry family carriage. Attacking the carriage will bear the fury of the Harry family. . "

The twelve servants who rushed up did not know about the Harry family. If Marshall's horse-drawn carriage was estimated, they could know it, so 12 people did not stop the hoof, and rushed towards the carriage to stop it.

Joshua had already caught up, and at first glance he saw the very conspicuous white unicorn coat of arms on the front of the carriage, and a dash of coldness rushed straight from his back to the top of his head. He even led someone to attack a nobleman. The carriage, the driver's words just didn't hear clearly, but when he saw the fearless look of the driver, he knew that the other party's origin must not be small.

At this point, the attack on the aristocratic carriage was a foregone conclusion. Joshua was already riding a tiger at this time. He couldn't help secretly killing the driver. If the driver and the little blacksmith in the car were killed, who would know that he had done it of?

"All killed." Joshua spit out three words grimly.

The twelve servants stumbled. They usually only helped the master to bully people. At most, they interrupted their hands and feet. They never killed anyone, but the master's instructions were also obeyed. So 12 people messed up. He rushed to the driver with his sword.