k thorn bird

(K will not be contacted outside this episode, it is all about noble stories)

When it comes to the matter of Fidiroou's eyes, it is rooted in that unspeakable event. Generally, this kind of major event should be recorded by [The King's Right Hand], but the newcomer seems to be very busy recently. I have been going to Japan all the time, so I [the left hand of the king] - Brukavi, write the following content.

In the Middle Ages, although the Renaissance was widely publicized, religious forces were still rampant. Many hidden forces were forced to enter the world, and they were treated as heretics and rushed to Huoxingtai. Turned into ashes and ended the rest of his life.

In 1431, our noble forces fought against the British supernatural group—Kingsley (meaning: the victory of the king).

At this point, Brukawi couldn't help but stop, and it seemed that the last day of the battle was displayed in front of his eyes-the day of life and death.

"Tuostegan, how is the situation?" The silver-haired man sat in the first place, his blood eyes were full of cruelty.

Tostegan bowed slightly and said respectfully, "My lord, 11 of our side died, 21 were wounded, Van Xitu died, and the remaining combat power was [-]. There are [-] people in the main battle." Ou, Ned Clayton and Blukawi have lived into the [-]st century, and the rest of the nobles have been replaced)

Fidelio's eyes darkened, "Where's Kingsley?"

"[-] casualties, [-] remaining soldiers, ten left in the main battle."

For a moment, the air was stagnant, and even the nine people in their positions did not dare to take a breath. The gap of 1000 people cannot be evened out by one master, not to mention that both sides sent elites from the clan.

"Then let me ask the question that has been placed for a long time: Whose tribe leaked the news that we have the [Mirror of Bearing Names]?" Fidiroou leaned on the handle of the chair, tapped his fingers on the round table continuously, and said, " "Boom, boom, boom," the bloody eyes turned golden, seemingly indifferent.

But to be truly indifferent, in this severe moment, how is this possible?

The ten people present could not help but sweat dripping from their foreheads. In fact, none of them could guarantee that it was someone from their own clan who had leaked the secret. At least 500 people were present on the night when they got the [Mirror of Bearing Names].

At that time, they heard that there was a sacred artifact in a certain site in England. They wanted to try their luck, so they sent people to search for it.No matter how large the number of people in this range is, no one knows who leaked it.

The unusually conspicuous golden eyes slowly closed, and Fidiroo rubbed his temples with his hands, waved his hands, and said wearily, "Forget it, it has already happened, so there is no point in pursuing it. Prepare well for tomorrow night's battle, Send someone to tell them: The battle that has dragged on for a year will be decided tomorrow night! Whoever wins will get the [Mirror of Bearing Names]!"

"Yes!" Brukavi ordered quickly, and asked a messenger to report to Kingsley.

"Tomorrow night, there is no plan for the battlefield. It depends on one's own ability to live or die!" Fidiro said.

In fact, he also knows that even if a plan is made, what will happen to the battle situation?They have a very powerful staff officer, and the plans for several wars they launched before have been defeated one by one by him.

Sometimes nothing is better than something.This time, Fidiroou made a risky move.

The night passed quietly, but Feidi Luoou couldn't fall asleep. He knew very well that tomorrow's battle would be the final outcome.If they are defeated by nobles, not only [Mirror of Bearing Names] but also nobles will perish. It is really the perishment of a race. On the contrary, it is their perdition, but they do not belong to a race, but belong to a special group... he The burden on me is a bit heavy...

"Hey..." Feidi Luoou couldn't help but sighed.

"My lord, are you still asleep?" Ned Clayton gently opened the door and poked his head in.

His face was clean without any rouge, which was quite different from his current image.The corners of his eyes were raised slightly, and the dark blue pupils were charming, his blond hair was pulled behind his ears, and the gray jacket fit him perfectly.

"Is it Ned Clayton?" Fideiro stood up, walked to his wine cabinet, and took out an unknown bottle of wine and two wine glasses, "Want to come?"

"My lord, don't drink before the battle begins." Ned Clayton put the wine glass back to its original place.

"Ned Clayton!" Fei Di Luoou lightly reprimanded.

"No, no, no."

"Ned Clayton..."

"Your Majesty, please rest well."

"...This is an order, bring me the wine glass and have a drink with me."

"Forgive me for not obeying."

Fei Di Luo Ou was silent, lying on the table, his golden eyes were full of entanglements.

He said in a muffled voice, "Shouldn't I have issued that order from the beginning? I still haven't been able to follow the will of the previous king."

Ned Clayton poured two glasses of wine, handed one to him, and said with a smile, "It's not your fault, these are unpredictable, aren't they?"

Ned Clayton raised his glass, Fideiro was slightly taken aback, and then smiled, "Cheers to tomorrow's victory! Goddess of Fate will eventually be on our side!"

"cheers!"

The two wine glasses collided lightly, making a crisp sound, like a code word from an elf in the dark night.

"Thank you..." It was not until Ned Clayton stepped over the threshold that Fideloo said these words softly.

"May God bless us."

Meteors streaked across the sky, bringing the dawn of dawn and the bloody smell of the battlefield.

"Well—" the horn sounded for a long time, with a chilling meaning.

The heavily armed personnel on both sides have already made preparations, and what they are waiting for is this opportunity!The land that was specially burned in the forest farm was for their war—the battle for the mirror!

"Kill!" Feidi Luoou rode on the horse with a stern look on his face.

If they lost this battle, there would be no room for them to turn around!

"Everyone, please go to the battlefield! Give the victory to the goddess!" A man was at the end of the lineup. He was Castor Farr, the intelligent man whom Fidelio feared. Victory Zhuge.

And beside this man is a woman sitting on horseback, wearing a veil, the corners of her eyes are dyed red, enchanting and ferocious.

That woman is the leader of Kingsley——Jose Natasha. It was really unexpected. In the era when women were accessories, a woman would be the head of an authoritative organization, which shows her powerful methods.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. I wonder if His Excellency Feidi Luoou can still sleep peacefully?" Natasha said coldly, with a strong sense of irony.

"Thanks to you, everything is fine." Feidi Luoou said lightly.

Between the words, the subordinates of both sides had already been fighting.The two sides tried their best to survive on this burned land.The blood penetrated the soil, and the corpses were layered upon layer, showing the appearance of the end of the world. The breath was stirring, but there was not a trace of sand and gravel.

"Earth breath." Feidi Luoou said softly.

In an instant, the ground under Natasha's feet collapsed, and the horse under her jumped up. However, the collapse was so deep that it couldn't jump out of the pit no matter how hard it jumped.On the other hand, Natasha stood intact on the flat bloody soil, leisurely and contented.

"Fei Di Luo Ou, are you so useless? What a waste!" Natasha sarcastically sarcastically.

She pulled out the red rope whip around her waist, and swam towards Feidi Luoou's body fiercely like a snake, with a sharp sound that pierced the air, like a ghost threatening her life.

Feidi Luoou's reaction was also extremely fast, as soon as he noticed Natasha's subtle movements, he jumped off the horse. Even with this reaction speed, a small hole was drawn on his right side of the clothes by the barb on the whip.

Before Feidi Luoou could take a breath, Natasha took out a book, yes, it was a book!She turned to a page seemingly at random, parted her red lips slightly, and spit out a paragraph of Latin lightly, accompanied by thunder from a clear sky!

The dark blue lightning stared fiercely at Feidi Luoou, biting him relentlessly.Feidi Luoou's figure moved slightly, scurrying around on the battlefield, Lightning still pursued closely, accidentally injuring himself.

Fei Di Luoou and the inhuman thing - Lightning, played a chase game on this serious battlefield.

Natasha sneered, "It really looks like a mouse."

Fei Di Luo Ou finally stopped, with a smile on his face, he said calmly, "Really?"

Ned Clayton stepped forward and resisted the lightning attack for Phi Di Luoou.At the same moment, Castor said, "Lord! Get out of there!" Castor had already smelled a hint of danger.

However, his reminder was too late!

When Feidi Luoou fled here on the battlefield, he was using the blood of thousands of people to draw a formation under his feet. Of course, this formation was learned from the Japanese Onmyoji.

The blood fused in the soil seemed to have become alive, they wriggled like maggots, and the living creatures felt disgusting at a glance.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Natasha always felt that blood mist was slowly rising from where she was, and Castor, who was outside the formation, could no longer see Natasha's figure.

Custer frowned slightly, and raised his voice, "Is your so-called noble so shameless? Regardless of enemy or friend, even your own people will be sacrificed in the formation, won't your conscience hurt?!"

The formation was already surrounded by blood mist, and heart-piercing roars could be heard from time to time, as if all this proved Custer's words.

Those of the noble clan who were still fighting couldn't help but hesitate for a moment. Does the king really regard them as worthless?This question takes root in every soldier's heart like a seed.

However, there is no room for hesitation on the battlefield. In a blink of an eye, Kingsley's people killed more than a dozen nobles, and the crimes of this land gradually increased.

Natasha, who was trapped in the formation by Feidi Luoou, snorted coldly, "Is this the magic of the Far East? Noble has fallen to the point of stealing the magic of other countries."

Natasha cut her index finger with the silver knife she carried, and ignored the ghosts dancing around her and the screams of soldiers.She stuck the knife in the ground, and the blood from her index finger dripped onto the handle.

The red lips parted slightly: "Ashtoash, dusttodust (dust to dust, dust to dust)."

As soon as the words fell, the magic formation with the knife as the eye of the formation unfolded, and quickly covered the formation set by Feidi Luoou.

It is a bit inaccurate to say that the magic circle emitting blue light is "magic".Natasha is a magician, but her magic cannot be broken, only Castor's unique ability can.

Castor, who was outside the formation, turned sideways to avoid Ned Clayton's attack, "Did you really use that trick...?"

Ned Clayton frowned in dissatisfaction, "Caster, you are so cowardly, you don't even pay attention to my attack." He raised the sword, and the white ice was looming on it.

Leaving behind an illusory figure, Ned Clayton appeared on Castor's left side. The ice wrapped around the sword paralyzed Castor unavoidably, and his movements slowed down.

Custer threw out a needle secretly. Although Ned Clayton didn't see it, Brukawi who was on the side saw it. He hurriedly said, "Be careful!"

Ned Clayton's reaction was naturally quick, he turned sideways and avoided it.Then he concentrated his strength on his feet and rushed towards Custer, and thanked Blukawi by the way.

Out of the sword! "Tearing——" Castor's left arm had a scar, but no blood flowed out, because the blood had been frozen by the extreme ice.

Castor staggered and almost fell.The tingling pain on his arm provoked his nerves all the time, but he has never suffered such a serious injury!He was always the one who sat behind the scenes.

"Boom!" The formation under Fidiro Ou was violently dispersed, and the soldiers in the formation had long since turned into a pile of bones, but Natasha was still standing in it intact.

"It's really difficult." Feidi Luoou said softly, with some impatience.I thought that the mystical science in the Far East could haunt her for a while, but I didn't expect her to shatter it so quickly.

As he spoke, he easily dodged the soft whip that was attacking him, and the whip hit behind him, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Natasha also looked very leisurely. She straightened her somewhat messy hair, as if she was not here for a war but for sightseeing.

Beside her, the members of both sides continued to fight, Natasha smiled contemptuously, and the red flame swept away from the circle centered on her!Neither Noble nor Kingsley was spared, trapped alive in the flames and grilled into human kebabs.In an instant, her surroundings became an open space.

Feidi Luoou was taken aback, he didn't expect Natasha to make such a move.In his consciousness, as a leader, the interests of the family or group should be the most important thing, and in war, the support of soldiers is essential, and whether to let them support is the leader's decision on what the soldiers do .

Natasha's actions are completely pushing themselves to a dead end!

Castor, who was entangled with Ned Clayton, tried his best to keep a distance from him. Seeing Natasha's actions, he couldn't help but sighed softly.This is too bad, Natasha is very happy now.

Custer wanted to give Fidelio a sympathetic look, but he was not interested in looking at it at all.Kindly treating it like a donkey's liver and lungs, Custer curled his lips.

"Hisjell!" Natasha said loudly, her voice was a little trembling, it seemed to be joy or fear.

"Here! My king!" A man escaped from the melee. His body was covered with blood, but his blue eyes made people think of wolves.

"Block those miscellaneous rats for me!"

"I will give my life to protect His Highness!" His eyes were full of excitement, as if what Natasha did just now was just killing a fish.

Feidi Luoou faintly felt that something was wrong. The morale of the soldiers was...higher, but on the noble side, the morale began to become sluggish.

No, something is wrong!It seemed that even the air flow was wrong.

This time, Natasha cut her palm, blood gushing out.

Feidi Luoou was so sensitive to the surrounding atmosphere, he immediately said, "All patriarchs listen to my orders! Kill Natasha immediately!"

"Yes!" Eleven voices came from the chaotic crowd.

"Supernatural beings, do your best to hold Noble back." Castor said with a smile, "Don't let those humble blood stain our king's majesty."

For a moment, no one can get away, Ned Clayton is also entangled by Custer, and the only one who is free is Fidelio.

Feidi Luoou's complexion is very bad, his red eyes have never been so bright, this kind of luster represents the high use of his power.

A flame chased after the knight guarding Natasha's side, slowly leading him out.

Here's your chance!Seeing that Natasha was already outside the knight's protection range, Fei Di Luoou immediately used his natural agility to reach in front of Natasha, pulled out the silver knife hidden in the cuff, sank into the skin, and spun around a few times. lock up.But because of the knight's return and attack, he had to leave.

"Cough—" Blood spilled from the corner of Castor's mouth, and his eyes turned black.

Hey, hey, it hurts... The silver knife must have pierced the heart, and it was still spinning... He is sure that the sternum must be broken, and it is very likely that some broken bones have been scraped off. Now he even finds it difficult to breathe, and his heart The beating of my heart became weaker... My eyelids are so heavy... I really want to see Natasha again...

Feidi Luoou's face became even uglier. The target was clearly Natasha. Who knew that Custer would intervene. There was no chance to do it now.And according to the direction of the air flow, he was sure that Natasha's formation was almost complete.

"All personnel withdraw immediately! The farther away from Natasha! The farther the better!" Feidi Luoou roared.

These fighters are all elites in the clan. If they are all killed, the noble clan will be hit hard, especially these clan leaders must leave!

"It's late." Natasha had already opened her eyes, and the formation under her feet was emitting a blood-red light. This formation had already covered everyone, whether they were friends or foes.

Natasha knelt down and gently kissed the unconscious Castor's lips.Don't worry, you won't die, Custer, my beloved life partner.

She got up again, and Fideloo felt the wind direction completely changed. He touched the ear clips on his ears, and the coolness of the metal calmed him down.

"Your Excellency, Feidi Luoou, the only thing you should not do is to [Mirror of Bearing Names], otherwise we will not make our two giants turn against each other." Natasha's voice was emotionless, "Those ants are watching When we were weak, there were still those forces that didn't dare to come forward but wanted to wait for the fisherman's profit... Finally, I will ask you in the name of the leader of Kingsley—the chief patriarch of Noble: Are you willing to return the [Mirror of Bearing Name] unconditionally?"

"Heh, if it is returned to you, will the lost lives of our clan come back?" Fidiroou's attitude was very strong, "Besides, the [Mirror of Bearing Names] was also found by people of our clan with great painstaking efforts."

"So you're gone?"

"The [Mirror of Bearing Names] is something that has no owner."

"Okay! I really admire your courage and ignorance!" Natasha sneered.

"[Ragnarok]!" The formation activated, and in an instant, the air became thinner, and many people clutched their throats in pain, uttering fragmented groans.

"[Mirror of Bearing Names]!" Feidi Luoou pulled off the ear clip, and the ear clip suddenly turned into a simple and impermanent mirror.

A white light shot out from the mirror, which was floating in the air.Feidi Luoou knelt down involuntarily, enduring the stinging pain from his eyes.

The other eleven patriarchs looked at the changes in front of them in surprise. Even though their eyes hurt a little, they still squinted at the events in front of them that could be used as history books.

Someone came out of the white light, and it slowly walked towards Feidi Luoou, and said mistyly, "Is it you who called me?"

"Yes." Feidi Luoou's voice was extremely low, not because of his own reasons, but because of this formation.

"Is it acceptable at the expense of the eyes?"

"I……"

"I will accept the price!" Ned Clayton replied with all his strength.

"Do you accept?" it asked again.

"No! You know the consequences of losing your eyes! Feidi Luoou!"

"...I accept." Fidelio gave Ned Clayton a gentle expression, branding his beautiful blond hair in his heart.

"The transaction was successful." A pair of eyes appeared on its illusory figure, which originally belonged to Feidi Luoou's red eyes.

Niederkley picked up Fidelio and followed its gaze. There were only six in the entire formation, no, it should be said that five people were still alive, after all, it couldn't even be counted as people.The rest were melted in the scorching magma.

Natasha looked at it in shock, and it turned out that this is the [Mirror of Bearing Names].She showed a wry smile, quickly cut her main artery, and gave the blood to Custer. The blood of a magician is rare.Custer!live!

Ned Clayton and Blukawi wanted to know what else, but their eyes were already filled with white light. The strong air current rushed them out of the magic circle and hit the trees that hadn't been felled, which made them fall into a coma.

I don't know how much time has passed, Custer got up coughing, the air around him fluctuated, and his confused eyes suddenly became sad.

After a long time, his hand wrapped around his heart, "Is this your choice?...My Natasha..."

He raised his head, his eyes were covered by his rare black hair in England, and crystal drops of water slid down his cheeks and landed in the soil under his feet.

I know you don't want me to go down that road, but Natasha... I can't turn back, as long as you give me the magic power, I can only bear the fate you bear, and I also hope So... Castor clenched the amethyst on his chest.

【Caster's Memories】

"Caster, let's get married after the war." Natasha turned around, showing a pure and beautiful smile.

The wind picked up slightly, curling her blond hair, and she pushed it behind her ears, like an elf who was accidentally seen.

"Okay." Castor smiled, his light brown eyes full of affection.

"I want to wear a Japanese-style wedding dress." Natasha's eyes were full of longing, "What's the name of our baby? If it's a girl, it's called Christo (representing crystal ice/transparent soul/no How about cheating)? For boys, Franklin (representing the free man)."

Castor cupped her face and bit her chattering red lips lightly.Natasha's face suddenly became like a ripe apple, and she scolded, "If you do this again, I will ignore you."

After finishing speaking, he ran away, and the bell on the ankle ring made a crisp sound.There was a trace of tension on Castor's face, "Natasha, slow down! Be careful!"

"I don't~" Natasha turned around flexibly and looked at Custer with a smile. "Follow me if you can."

Custer smiled helplessly, "You girl."

After chasing and running, they stopped after playing enough.They lay on the soft lawn, and Natasha nestled snugly in his arms.Then, she took out a crystal necklace, which she put on for him.

"This is a blessing and a promise," Natasha said.

"Yeah." Castor's face was full of happiness, "I will definitely prepare for a grand wedding." He shook the amethyst around his neck.

Custer stood up weakly, staring at the three unconscious nobles behind him, with murderous intent, regret and guilt in his eyes.Complicated emotions filled his heart, but he still chose to leave without making a single move to them.

He's going to revive Kingsley and fight them again!

When the three of them woke up, a string of words was left on the ground - I, Custer, will lead Kingsley to fight Noble again in the future!

Blukawi sighed, who is right and who is wrong in this war?It should be said that no one is right or wrong.

"My lord, your eyes..." Ned Clayton hesitated to ask you.

"It's okay, although I can't see you, but I can sense you, and the wind will bring me your information." Feidi Luoou said with a smile, "And [Mirror of Bearing Names] is still by my side."

But this smile is so distressing and stinging in the eyes of the two of them. Losing eyes of the noble clan means losing power, and Feidi Luoou no longer has the strength to command the clan.

The treasure that so many people had sacrificed to fight for—【Mirror of Bearing Names】is still by their side, I don't know whether to like it or hate it.

"Let's go home." Ned Clayton said softly.

"it is good."

……

Blukawi stopped his thoughts, his eyes touched the distance, and paid a huge price for the [Mirror of Bearing Names] two major forces.And Custer's revenge failed in the end. Although Custer possessed magical powers and supernatural powers, he was human after all. Human beings could not escape the fate of death. Before Kingsley fully recovered, he died of tuberculosis.

The hospital later discovered that Custer's heart was incomplete, and that a broken rib had punctured his lung long ago.Without the support of magic power, he would have died in the battle for the mirror.

what a pathetic man...

Blukawi continued to pick up his pen and write down that period of history.This history book is still being updated. History will never be forgotten, and the future will continue.