Chapter 126: Sorcerer Berry Korando
The door opened in full view, and a clone wearing a robe walked in followed by several guards. When the Marquis of Camon waved all the guards to retreat, Paladin, who was sitting on the chair, stood up suddenly, stepped forward quickly with tears of excitement in his eyes, grabbed the clone's shoulders, and said with tears in his eyes: "Brother, Fortunately you are okay, otherwise my brother I would feel guilty for the rest of my life!"
The clone smiled slightly and said warmly: "Brother, everything is fine." With that said, the clone knelt down on one knee and saluted all the nobles present: "Baron Sindup, Alfred, Flamel You." Marquis Camon waved his hand and asked the clone to get up. Pointing to the seat behind him, he said: "Sit down, Lord Baron. We have something to ask you." The clone nodded and sat down separately with Paladin. He even took a special look at Olina, who was lightly tapping her chest and breathing a sigh of relief. This caused the latter's face to blush again.
"Lord Baron, it is said that an assassin sneaked into the fortress and assassinated Father Paladin, who is your brother. Then you went out of the city to pursue and fight with the assassin. Is that right?" Marquis Camon crossed his hands and calmly asked the question, and the clone nodded. , but suddenly dropped a heavyweight bomb: "I was fighting with the assassin, but the assassin who assassinated my brother had been seriously injured. The person confronting me was another assassin."
"Oh? Is he also Hashasin's assassin?" The nobles present were immediately startled, and Marquis Carmon's brows wrinkled unnaturally as he asked. One assassin is reasonable, but someone hired an assassin to assassinate him, but if there is more than one assassin, the political relationship between the Hashasin Alliance and the principality is huge. If this matter spreads, people who are interested will have an idea just by thinking about it. The Hashasin Alliance, which was wanted by the Holy See and deemed a heretic, helped the Aixinzhe Kingdom attack everywhere. Come and attack the Principality of Qasmi. So can it be said that the Aixinzhe Kingdom is actually a gathering place for heretics? Or maybe the higher-ups are controlled by heretics?
The Marquis of Camon could not imagine it. Although it is said that if the Aixinzhe Kingdom offends the Holy See, it will immediately be destroyed. But for the Principality of Kasmi, the Holy See's intervention in the war between the two countries is really not a happy thing. Because there are many monastic knights and swordsmen in the Holy See, as well as members of the three major knights. Not only are they first-rate elites, but they are also crazy believers and despicable bandits!
If these bastards are allowed to set foot in the Principality, who knows, once they set their sights on something about the Principality, these madmen will find some inexplicable reasons to attack! This is something the Marquis of Camon absolutely does not want to see. Because at that point, all the nobles of the principality, including the Grand Duke, had ceased to exist in name only. If your territory is not good, it will be expropriated by the Holy See. For these people who value their family territory more than their lives, this is tantamount to a sharp knife thrust into their hearts.
But just when Carmon was secretly worried about the follow-up development, he considered whether Alfred and this Paladin should be executed secretly to prevent the matter from being leaked. The clone said again: "But in my opinion, this assassin should not be from the Hashasin Alliance. Because the person I am fighting is a mage, and he is very accomplished in magic and can use a variety of instant magic. The great magician!" Everyone, including the Marquis of Camon, stared, their feet trembled, and they all pushed away their chairs and jumped up in fright. But before he could speak, a thick voice suddenly came from the wall next to him: "Impossible!"
The clone and Paladin were immediately shocked. They turned their heads and saw a white-haired old man wearing a white robe and holding a white staff, gradually emerging from the wall like a ghost! It is worth mentioning that unlike the two Paladins who were shocked, when all the nobles present saw this phantom, they immediately bowed down with great respect, raised their right hands on their left chests to salute, and said in unison: "Berry Curran. Good night, Master."
This old man, who was all white and wrinkled, turned out to be the head of the Herlit Mages who lived in the Principality of Kasmi! Wizard Bericorando! Moreover, through the elemental vision, Paladin can intuitively see the overwhelming amount of elements like ocean waves! There is endless running around this Bericorando. Roughly speaking, there are at least five thousand elements! What a genuine wizard!
Let’s not talk about the fear in Paladin’s heart and the evil thoughts of Marquis Carmon and others. Facing the greetings from these nobles, Bailey Korando just nodded indifferently. Those sharp eyes looked very sinister at the moment. His hands didn't move at all, he just walked towards the long table. The chair closest to him actually moved on its own, holding the floor and making a clicking sound. And Berry Corando also came to the table calmly. The moment he sat down, the chair returned to its original position as if it had eyes, and the wizard sat down.
Such customary and ordinary behavior. The Marquis of Carmon and others were already used to it. But Paladin was in great shock! This old guy's understanding of magic has reached a certain level. He just didn't outline any magical structure, nor did he use any inspiring actions. You can make the elements condense magically according to your own will! Although the one just now can't even be called magic. It's just a superficial use of elements to move objects. However, this operation technique, which is even more exquisite than instant casting, makes Paladin feel like a frog in a well.
Without any structure, and with the help of movements and magic props, Paladin can cast spells instantly like Berry Corando, and can even use advanced spells that are beyond the reach of this old man! But the problem is that the only one who can master the Almighty Eye and possess the power of the Stone of Truth to fuse elements is himself!
These mages were all trained by themselves! If a head of a branch of Herritt stationed in other places can have such a level, then he is the real master of Herritt. What is the level of that great mage? Not to mention that there are two divisions that keep pace with the Forest of Harlit Tower. What about Helm's Deep and Manterola's Sword Castle? Isn't there someone stronger?
Just when Paladin was silent in shock, Berry Corando let go of his hand holding the staff, and the staff, which was as tall as a man, was suspended in the air. But the old guy looked at the clone who was sitting upright and asked: "My Lord Baron, did you say that a mage was helping the assassin to deal with you? Do you know who he is and what his name is?"
When asked, the clone was immediately speechless. Because he really didn't know who this guy who used ice magic gave him a sense of familiarity. When Bailey Korando saw that the clone was silent, his snow-white eyebrows furrowed even deeper: "Young man, you have to think carefully about what you say. It's normal for young people to be impulsive, but speaking without hesitation can cause disaster." At the end, Berry Corando looked at Marquis Carmon on the left. Seeing the latter, he immediately lowered his head and coughed, pretending to cough to hide his guilty conscience.
In fact, he really hoped that the mage who helped the assassin was Herrit's mage. In this way, the anger from the Holy See will only be transferred to Herrit. It has nothing to do with his principality. You can even take the opportunity to please the Holy See. Why not do it? But obviously, he underestimated the wizard's understanding. Just when the clone said there was a mage, and was about to hint whether it was Mage Herlit, this old guy came to disrupt the situation. "Hey, we have to take it one step at a time. I hope this Alfred won't talk nonsense." The somewhat frustrated Marquis Carmon muttered.