Chapter 1128
"Wait!" East Prince left his seat, looked around the hall, frowned: "The law of accident must be obeyed, and no person of honor can sit idly by and watch the law of accident be violated."
Gerold Especially nodded, seriously said: "His Royal Highness Prince is right, and Donny is not a monster, he is a cursed poor Knight." .
dwarf is expressionless now.
Actually, like Bran, he doesn't know what to do.
Before they came to this world, they knew about the traditions and customs of this world.
The sanctity of the Law of Accidents, equivalent to the guest right of Song of Ice and Fire World and the divine marriage covenant: the one who saves others can ask the saved person for the first thing he sees when he returns home something, or something that the saved person already possessed but did not know about at the time.
The Law of Accidents is a law agreed by the Witcher world. In addition to having the legal effect of a contract in the common law, it also involves fate.
Under normal circumstances, Brandon would not be involved in disputes over law of accident.
But like Walder Frey who knew Rat Cook's story, he still did something against his guest right.
Just because the benefits are too great.
Tyrion's hesitation at this time is also of great importance to Pavetta.
Perhaps, the fate of this world cannot affect Dragon Queen at all? Perhaps, for Pavetta's sake, the Dragon Queen doesn't care about the laws of this world?
He brooded blankly, and Bran took it for granted.
He looked towards the Lioness of Sintra again, since East Prince is her lover.
"Brandon Prince, this is my palace, and you have my permission - knock down whoever stands in your way and show Pavetta your Peerless Sword."
"As you wish!" Bran smiled slightly.
At this time, East and the Knights of "Honor" have gathered around.
Well, this is Pavila's wedding banquet. The guests are not only the Sintra nobles, and foreigners may not be willing to give Calanthe face.
"Different world Prince, this is not your world!"
"Challenging our laws and traditions is tantamount to insulting me."
They or Unarmed, or carrying a heavy wooden chair, or picking up the weapon of the soldier who was knocked down by Duny, he slowly approached Brandon.
"Sorry, this is Queen Calanthe's order!" Bran used his right foot to hook Duny's iron sword into the air, caught it with his right hand, and stabbed it out like lightning.
Knight, who came around, only felt a silver unrolled bolt of white silk flashing before his eyes, his wrist tingling, and he couldn't hold his weapon.
"Damn, how can this kid be so strong!" After a while, seven or eight people wailed while clutching their dominant hand.
The rest of the unarmed people swarmed up, and Bran didn't dare to kill.
But he was only wearing a dress, but when he was hit, he made a sound of beating a stake.
"Damn, he's not big, why is his body so hard and strong, does he have a bull in his body?!"
"No, it's Magic, his body The watch has golden light!"
Seeing that Brandon didn't use the killing move, the Knights simply stopped defending, and opened their arms and screamed.
Some people were kicked by him and flew seven or eight meters away, and some people came close to him, like a child, they were torn apart by a large iron hoop, and threw them far away, knocking down four or five people... ...
Three or four brawny man hugged Brandon's arms, waist and thighs together, he roared, and the strange golden glyph was faintly visible through the dress.
"Princess Pavetta, Queen Calanthe, please forgive my rudeness!"
He still had time to shout to the Queen on the steps.
Then Bran, like a Chu overlord surrounded by a group of shriveled threes, picked up the Knight, who was hugging oneself and beating oneself's head with his fist, one in each hand, and threw it out like trash.
For a moment, the palace hall was in disarray and mourning everywhere.
Brandon stood proudly on the spot, only his hair and clothes were a little messy, and he didn't even breathe boldly, but the moan Knight was lying on the floor beside him.
East Prince is also one of the members.
"Didn't expect Prince's Kong Body Refinement Art to do the same." Sophia exclaimed.
"His character is not good, innate talent is really strong." Jenny Tarly whispered.
"Targaryen innate talent is good." Asha said sourly.
Brandon stared in all directions, all the knights and nobles who looked at him couldn't help swallowing, while the ladies and ladies all gleamed.
——Powerful, handsome, noble, sweet-mouthed, good-natured, Brandon Prince is just perfect!
"Donnie the Hedgehog, you shouldn't have come." Brandon took his sword and came to Knight the Hedgehog.
"No, no!" Princess Pavetta shook her head in tears.
Calanser, who was still a little hesitant, immediately said angrily: "Kill him, kill this monster!"
Brandon raised his sword to stab.
"Stop!"
A silver light came over along with Li Bo, and with a "bang", before Brandon could react, the silver light was fast as lightning and struck. The middle section of the iron sword.
There are golden sparks twinkling.
"Ugh!" Bran's palms were sore, and the iron sword clattered to the ground.
Looking at the steel sword bouncing on the floor, he was a little stunned for a while, the blade was twisted, there was a gap the size of a broad bean where it collided, and beside the iron sword, there was an intact silver spoon .
The soft silver spoon smashed the hard steel essence blade into a gap? ?
"You—" Bran turned his head suddenly, looked at the Witcher walking slowly, and said in shock, "Are you a sword saint?"
"Bran Prince, you step back Well, I'm the Witcher, I only know how to kill, and I can shoot non-disabled and injured." Gerold said indifferently.
Bran first looked towards the uncle at the top, and Tyrion shook his head slowly.
"You're a Witcher, why are you participating in this?" Bran said unwillingly.
"I can't see an innocent person being slaughtered."
Bran's expression changed, and he finally unbuttoned the dress at his throat, took a few steps back, and assumed a posture, said solemnly: "I am the bloodline of the Divine King, and I will never give up without a fight."
Gerold looked at him for a while, his brows gradually stretched, nodded and said: "I understand, I Do your best to control the power."
"You are humiliating me!" Bran extremely angry, "Today I want you to understand that sword saint is not invincible."
"Angry of Dragonlord Roar!" In standard Chinese, the last syllable fell, and Bran seemed to spew an exploding missile from his mouth, and the flames rolled towards Witcher's hood in circles of milky white air.
"roar!" Everyone in the hall felt a sense of terror as a volcano erupted under Bran's feet, and the sacred and majestic dragon roar sounded in their ears at the same time.
For a time, their beards were burnt and their heads were dizzy.
This is a Soul, Fire, Sonic 3rd-layer attack.
Witcher, who was the first to take the brunt of the half step, was like a reef in a flood, standing still under the pressure of sound waves and Soul, the swept flames seemed to encounter an invisible shield, squeezing in front of him and splashing Countless sparks.
“Not enough!” Gerold said indifferently.
“crash-bang—” The chandelier behind him shook violently, the plates on the dining table shattered, and the glass window “peng” above the stone wall of the palace exploded.
"Eighteen Flame Dragon!" Brandon hung his left hand on his right palm, filling a rapidly spinning Fireball between his palms in the blink of an eye, and the fire changed from bright red to blazing white.
"Nigga-" A five-clawed Fire Dragon flew out from Fireball, baring fangs and brandishing claws, and pounced on Witcher.
"Sigh--" The second, the third... It's like Gatling spraying bullets, just one breath, eighteen ten-meter-long, bucket-thick Fire Dragons Occupies most of the palace space.
Fire Dragon's eyes flashed with wisdom, avoiding obstacles such as chandeliers, tables and chairs, idlers, etc., just attacking Witcher from all angles.
Witcher also has magic and martial dual cultivation, a transparent barrier with blue glyph emerges around him, Fire Dragon sharp claw is comparable to a real sword, its teeth even surpass the blade of an iron sword, scratching one after another on the barrier gap.
Although the gap healed quickly, the barrier naked eye was visibly illusory, with a few blinks, "bang", broken into pieces of firefly-like flickering glyphs, and then completely disappeared.
"Brandon Prince is too powerful, magic and martial dual cultivation, all reach a realm that mortals can't reach."
"Maybe, Spiritual God is real, he is Spiritual God's Descendants."
Sintra's noble complexion pale, looked at Bran with awe.
"锵——" The sound of the sword unsheathed overwhelmed Fire Dragon's roar, Gerold drew oneself's saber, and drew an "eight" to Bran, who was smiling proudly ten paces away. A skim.
It seems to be empty cut, cut a lonely.
"Boom—stab—" Bran's expression was stiff, as if he had been hit in the chest by an invisible cannonball, he flew upside down more than ten meters in an instant, smashed the thick oak table, and rolled all the way to the corner of the wall. slammed into the stone wall.
Eighteen flying Flame Dragons, three of them blocked the sword qi's path and were directly smashed, and the other fifteen were out of control, without the dive light in their eyes, randomly hitting the floor and the roof, leaving them behind. A large piece of charred black and dark red in the molten state.
Bronze chandeliers melt directly into juice, roof beams burn with raging flames, and everyone in the hall feels like they are in a furnace.
At this time, everyone intuitively felt the power of Bran Flame Dragon.
Of course, the Witcher is stronger.
Thanks to Grandmaster Tyrion to control the fire, the old Druid arranged a defensive barrier, and the fire did not spread, nor did it affect innocent people.
"You, you are not an ordinary sword saint!" Bran's chest was almost broken in half, from the left shoulder to the right side of the waist, the flesh and ribs were all cut, and the heart was cut.
But he didn't die immediately. Instead, milky white Holy Light appeared automatically from the wound, and even the blood was slowly flowing back.
Cleric among the Imperial College students was not idle, and immediately stopped the bleeding and healed his wounds.
"You're about to break through Sword God?!" Bran was full of unwillingness.
"Sorry, I'm Witcher, I'm used to doing my best in the face of Demon." Gerold sighed then said, walked to Donny the Hedgehog and picked him up, facing the gloomy Calanthe said: "Your Majesty, Donny saved your husband's life, the debt must be paid, this is the law of accident, the law that the world abides by, and the wish made by fate, are you sure you want to go against fate?"
" The rules are set by your men, I don't follow them! Even in the face of fate, I will not back down!" Calanthe said loudly with a livid face.
"Okay, you don't fear fate, but you have to keep your promises, right? Ordinary persons should also keep their word. As a Queen, you should keep your promises even more." Witcher said.
"Rogner's bastard will die when he dies, and I don't want anyone to save him. His promise has nothing to do with me!"
Witcher was speechless.
Rogner is Calanser's ex-husband who "died from illness". Paveta was in danger before her birth and was rescued by Dhoni, making a promise of accident law.
"Mother, I love Donny!" At this time, Princess Pavetta finally broke free of her fear of mother, trot down the stairs, and embraced Donny passionately, her face full of happiness.
"I love him, and when I'm with him, I feel free and happy like never before. This is my wedding banquet, I can choose oneself's Husband, and I'm going to marry Donny!"
"This princess has a bit of a heavy taste..." Asha leaned into Dany's ear and whispered, "Even though Brandon has thousands of flaws, at least as a person, he looks pretty good, hedgehog. How can you talk!"
"It must be true love." Dany said.
"Maybe....No, I always feel like they..." Sansa Crown Princess frowned, as if she had a big problem, "The princess is not behaving normally, Knight the hedgehog can be her father at her age, and according to the law of accident, Duny should take her as his adopted daughter."