The Happy Life of the Abandoned Prince

Chapter 233 Mysterious Man

The old man sneered, "You seem to know nothing about me. I used to be a warrior and a noble court mage. Do you think I will tell the secret when I face the threat of death?"

"Yes!" Connor said firmly.

"..."

"Because if you are really not afraid of death, you should have wiped your neck and committed suicide long ago, as if I have never seen a dead man."

Ludendorff is full of anger, meeting an unreasonable guy like you, even if you want to commit suicide, you will have no B status, okay?He shouted angrily, "Don't underestimate me!" Then he tore open a scroll with a golden pattern that looked very tall, and suddenly the old man's body was shining golden, as mighty as a god descending from the earth!Connor hurriedly closed his eyes, using his senses to detect the old man's overdoing, but found strangely that he was gone.Connor opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that there was no one on the ground, only to realize that he had been tricked by this old fox.

"Tch, you old man, come out if you have the guts!" Connor yelled viciously, knowing that the old man would definitely not show up with his people after all the effort, and he was doing useless work.In fact, the magic laboratory is not far from the battle location, the old man just urged the collective teleportation scroll to run near the teleportation point.At this time, they were anxiously observing Connor's movements with magic. If Connor found the mysterious entrance with boundless mana, these mages would have nothing but to wipe their necks.

Connor stood for a long time before he realized that this time it seemed futile. He clearly had an overwhelming advantage, but in the end he fell short. He made a summary for himself, what a waste!

Swelling, when he understood that this was a game, Connor lost the sense of urgency to meet the blade and the courage to face difficulties.When people have a retreat, they will continue to indulge themselves.This is a lesson, Connor can be stronger than these mages, relying on the attributes of the equipment rather than his own strength, it is easy to make some low-level mistakes.

He wandered around for a while, thought for a while, gave up and continued to stay here, and left like this.At first, the old mage thought that Connor was trying to trick him, and forced his subordinates to stay still and watch out for Connor's return, forcing everyone to pee their pants and not allow it. After a day, he was relieved, and finally Ludendorff The old mage was relieved.

The following days were relatively easy for Connor. For example, to eliminate human scum and pests in Mouse Street, whoever didn’t open their eyes to destroy others, that was called unambiguous, and soon everyone in Mouse Street grew their minds, and it didn’t take long for Kang Na. Na felt bored, these scumbags were as good as little white rabbits.Serving his tall crime buster was like serving a godfather.

Connor also secretly got in touch with Suraya, and the information Nuan Nan got from the Adventure Guild was similar to what the intelligence dealer Smiling Hand provided.The information itself doesn't matter, Nuan Nan told another news that surprised Connor.

"The knights and assassins have left the Red Dragon Adventure Group?"

After Connor finished reading, he threw the note on the table. After thinking about it, he still picked up the match and burned it to ashes. The dancing flame kept changing its shape, like a dancing dancer.For Connor, the knight and the assassin are like fellow villagers who met by chance. The relationship is not so good, but overall he still feels that they are deep-seated people, but this time the departure of the two of them gave him another wake-up call. Ring, these two people must have a mission to enter this world.

If "The Long Dream That Never Ends" is a large-scale immersive RPG, then the ancient ruins in everyone's eyes should be... game consoles?The two of them, and the organization behind them must have gathered countless experts to get this game console, to...conquer the world?Like creating Nintendo and Sega?

There is only more than a month until the day when the kingdom begins to select the brave, and all the forces have tried their best to win the top spot. Only the old mage Ludendorff has become an uncharacteristically dead nerd, and refuses to go out until the selection is over, even if the Queen Mother They summoned them several times, but the old man only spoke ambiguously through sound transmission, which made the queen mother yell at him, thinking that the old man had a second heart in surrendering to the enemy.Marshal Albin of the military also wanted to visit the old man again and again, but unfortunately he was rejected. He was not discouraged, but instead put all his energy into winning the noble alliance, and soon he was talking and laughing with a bunch of powerful nobles.In this situation, the king's party is under great pressure, and they can only write more checks to satisfy the nobles, so the good days of the noble alliance have come, and they are happy to face the empty checks that are getting higher and higher day by day , except for choosing sides, the rest are up for sale. Maybe there are better conditions?In this way, such a major event as the death of Earl Ugubshahi turned into a wave, and no one paid any attention to it. Even the rumor that the Shadow Killer was in Mouse Street did not attract the attention of the Kingdom Guards.

until a certain day.

That day, there was a young nobleman named Curzon, the only son of Marquis Curzon, Minister of the Interior of the kingdom.His father is a staunch royalist, but his son likes to drink and chat with the cubs of the noble alliance. On this day, he had a good chat with a group of "young talents", and they started to call each other friends after drinking and decided to hang out together. Taking the carriage with the entourage to find a place to continue HAPPYHAPPY, suddenly several carriages came to a sudden stop, most of the young talents couldn’t beat the inertia and knocked their heads, even Curzon came with the young officer in front of him He gave a passionate kiss without feeling, wiped his mouth, and the kiss was bleeding.

How can this be tolerated!Although it's not the first kiss, it can't be like this!Beat the coachman first!A few vigorous young people jumped out and were about to open the driver who couldn't open his eyes, only to see a mysterious person in the middle of the road blocking the road.

The mysterious man had gray hair and an unhealthy white complexion. He was wearing a standard military major uniform, but it was a little damaged and messy. The sword in his hand had been unsheathed, as if he was about to strike.

"Who are you?" Although Curson was furious, he was not a brainless rich second generation after all. He could tell at a glance that this person was a little abnormal, and he would rush forward to fight desperately if there was any disagreement.So when I didn't come up, I yelled and cursed, thinking that maybe the other party came seeking revenge, and I was not stupid, so there was no need to go into this muddy water.

"You are..." The officer who kissed Curzon's front teeth also stepped out of the carriage. He glanced at Curzon and turned his head away in embarrassment, but when he saw the mysterious man in front of him, he looked thoughtful. It looked like the fellow travelers around him, including Curu Song, were yelling in their hearts. They were looking for you at first glance, and you couldn't be the one who planted prairie on the opponent's head.

The mysterious man in front of him didn't answer, and rushed up like lightning. Curuson didn't plan to force himself to stand out, but he couldn't just run away as soon as something happened, otherwise he wouldn't be able to be a human being. He reluctantly stood up straight and asked loudly: "Excuse me, sir ..."

The sharp sword of the mysterious officer had already stabbed out, and that sword had an earth-shattering momentum. Curson sat on the ground with his legs limp, closed his eyes and waited for the mysterious man and the officer to fight.

His head was the first to fly, and the last thought in his life was: "Why me?"