02 Ground Snake
Claudia was silent.
For a woman who has lived in an aristocratic family since childhood, the belief in family supremacy has been branded on her since birth like a birthmark. Whether it's eating, sleeping, changing clothes, or doing other things, the cultivation and dogma that are integrated into her bones have almost become the whole of her life. How can she leave everything like this?
But Claudia is not an incompetent person. At least she still understands that since she can get her teaching as long as she chooses, she can protect what she wants to protect if she gets the power. There should be nothing wrong with such an yang and evil!
After taking a deep breath, the aristocratic girl who had rarely lied since she was a child lowered her head, tried to flatten her voice, and replied faintly:
"I'll go with you."
The night watchman laughed. Claudia was frightened by her smile and was afraid that her guilty heart would be seen. But the woman just smiled:
"Oi, let's continue!"
She dusted her hands and stood up and walked to Claudia. The nervous girl was a little guilty to avoid her sight. At this time, suddenly, she suddenly felt that the person in front of her had pushed her. Then the whole sky began to rotate.
"Come up before tomorrow morning!"
The wind on the wall blew slowly, driving the flag of the Magic Sword City to swing in the air. The people of Parsa passing by curiously peeped at the king from a foreign country.
Although in terms of politics, Parsa does not admit that the Magic Sword City has imperial power, the name of the Magic Sword Emperor has long spread throughout Parsa and can fight against Parsa and Oga at the same time. Even the enemy is admirable!
With seven points of fear and three points of curiosity, the civilians of Parsa will carefully look up when they pass by the inner city where Xius is sitting. However, under the traditional control of Parsa, the hierarchy is quite strict, and no ordinary people dare to stay under this wall for too long for fear of causing anything.
And Seus is now sitting on a lounge chair made of precious wood. The chair is placed on the edge of the city wall, where you can see far away from the outside. However, Seus himself is not as leisurely as he looks now.
There are people coming and going. At that time, in order to maintain the majesty of the Magic Sword City, Seus decisively killed the provotor, but now the incidental consequences have appeared. Although it is not a crime in etiquette, it is inevitable for Parsa to prevent him from entering Parsa further.
It has been stationed here for three days, and Parsa has delayed the approval of the document for various reasons. Sius had to wait here. The problem is that waiting is not a thing. If Parsa doesn't give clearance documents for a day, Susis will wait here, which is not a long-term solution.
Sius squinted at the sky, and there were a few ways to hover in his mind.
It doesn't make sense to rob directly; if Hu Chiyo is here, maybe he can come up with a good way. Now, can only use that method?
Seus took a long breath and sat up with the armrest on the chair.
"Your Majesty."
The order warrior around him immediately knelt down to listen to the order. He followed Xiusi for a period of time. According to the adult's habit, he should have made some decisions now. Xiusi was keenly aware of this. For a moment, he was thinking about whether it was a good thing for people around him to master his habits.
However, this idea only shook after staying for a while, and now what needs to be solved is how to pass the Pass of Palsa.
"I'll see the city owner again. Let's go."
After saying that, Sus stood up directly and walked to the tall inner city.
"Wait, what do you want to do!"
The loudly scolding guards wanted to stop Xius, but were pushed away by the fully armed order warriors. As far as force is concerned, no one in this city should be able to stop Xius now. At the time of the previous formal announcement, the city owner was either not there or was busy with official business. In short, he did not see Xius. Therefore, Xiusi intends to pull him out directly this time.
The warrior of the Order rushed up and kicked the first door of the main hall of the city. Xius, dressed in a black gold robe, held the hilt of the sword in his backhand. As long as he moved, someone would die here immediately. Unexpectedly, as the door was opened, a bright metallic color gushed out. In this city, except for some special families with high castes, only the city's main guard has a full duplex armor, woven with metal armor from top to bottom, leaving no gap.
It seems that the other party has been prepared for a long time! Xius sneered, and several soldiers died there with a sword.
Seus, who had been completely angered by this procrastination tactics, was about to order a big kill. Suddenly, a voice penetrated the whole hall and made all the sword-drawn people stop.
"All stop! How dare you be unreasonable to Mr. Xius!"
Then, the people of the city's main guard immediately got out of the way, revealing the red carpet in the middle of the ground of the hall. At the other end of the carpet, a rather sven-looking young man stood there. It seems that this is the stewman here, but now Xius can't figure it out. Aren't they going to fight to the end? If not, what else do they have to defend the main guard?
Before Seus thought about it, the slender young man came to Seus and bowed deeply.
"Your Excellency Sus, I am the owner of the city, Jacklin. I have admired my name for a long time."
In fact, Xius now wants to draw his sword and cut this bastard who has delayed him for so long, but he still needs this bastard to sign the customs clearance documents, so he suppressed his face. But he just nodded and didn't make any gifts.
In this regard, the city owner did not have any adverse reactions, but smiled:
"I think you must be complaining about my delay in seeing you. I'm really sorry for this."
hum. Xius groaned coldly in his heart, and the ghost believed that this guy was deeply sorry. The man raised his head with a smile, changed the document out of the cuff as if magic, and respectfully handed it to Seus's hand.
"This is the customs clearance document, please check it."
It was so easy to give the document. Even though Xiusi was angry just now, he has completely become doubtful. Since this guy took out the document as soon as I came, why didn't he see me earlier and arranged so many troops? However, the other party seemed to think that Sius understood something. After silently nodded with an unpredictable smile, he turned around and left. Xiusi looked at his back and was a little distracted.
"Your Majesty."
It seemed that after the knight behind him touched Xiusi slightly, Xiusi, who was a little dazed, came to his senses.
"Oh, I see, let's go."
Hmm, that's how it is! Xiusi sneered secretly. Sure enough, how can such a country be monolithic!
In the third step after the man turned around, Xius suddenly figured out the key. This person doesn't really want to procrastinate, but to show it to others. And the soldiers blocking the city owner's hall are not really used to block it, which is also a show. Of course, it's not enough to just act. Some people still need to die, that is, the innocent soldiers that Xius killed as soon as he entered the door.
As long as Sius comes in and kills, the other party can pretend to be forced to teach the documents to Sius. After all, there is no need for a city owner to fight against someone from another country who may be the emperor, and he doesn't need to touch the tiger beard of Seus for Parsa. If you die for this, you are a real fool.
Yes, there is no loyalty in troubled times. For a city owner, the first consideration is to protect himself, not to be loyal to the country.
Because this country is a city-state system!
At the same point, Xiusi still sneered at the same time. In this way, no matter what city he passes by, as long as he can open the joints of the city owner, the Qianlongya royal family does not need to be afraid at all. But in the same way, this country, like Oga, has become extremely rotten. Thinking of this, Xiusi couldn't help feeling that his hand holding the eight hands was a little heavy.