courier in movie world

Chapter 145 Side Missions
Prince Nuada was unarmed, surrounded by a majestic royal guard.

These guards are not elves, but a special race left over from ancient times. The race is sparsely populated and is now almost extinct.

He wears a beak made of steel on his head, and holds a giant knife as wide as an ordinary adult's body in his hand. This heavy weapon will kill you if you touch it, and hurt you if you touch it.

Even Prince Nuada was unwilling to confront them head-on.

"Prince, go on!"

Alanya, who was standing behind the crowd, took out a narrow knife on the back of a guard and threw it in while everyone was not paying attention.

"Alanya, what are you doing?" Princess Nuala asked sharply.

"I'm sorry, princess. I think the prince chose the right path. Instead of living like this, I'd rather give it a go!" Alanya lowered her head and said firmly.

Among the crowd, other elf councilors were also talking about it. The vast majority of elves advocated peace and supported the decision of the elf king Barrow.

But there is another part, the young elves born in the last few hundred years, who have endured more hardships and are more hostile to humans.

Obviously, it is easier to accept the path chosen by Prince Nuada.

"Uuuuuuu!"

Prince Nuada brandished a single knife and pulled out a knife flower. He looked at the elf king Baro sitting deep in the hall, and his eyes revealed a firm killing intent.

Even in the face of heavy siege, he has always maintained a calm demeanor.

"Go ahead!"

The Elf King finally gave the order, and the moment his voice sounded, Prince Nuada's figure suddenly moved, approaching a guard on the right side of his body as if teleporting.

The single knife in his hand stabs obliquely upwards along the opponent's ribs, directly piercing the heart!With one hit, he quickly spun around behind the guard, kicked the opponent's body, and kicked the guard into the battle group.

It just disintegrated the encirclement in an instant.

In his haste, he even had time to draw another knife from the back of the dead guard.

Holding the knife in both hands, Prince Nuada stepped back a few steps lightly.

As the most powerful warrior among the elves, all of his achievements are fought from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He is proficient in all kinds of cold weapons. Repeated practice for thousands of years has allowed him to integrate his attacking instinct into every battle. A sliver of muscle is a real weapon master!

But the guard of the Elf King was not in vain, the huge knife in his hand swung like a wheel, whistling towards Nuada.

The single sword in the prince's hand was only ordinary, and he didn't dare to take the opponent's attack head-on. His steps were light, and he moved left and right among the numerous attacks like a butterfly wearing flowers.

The long knife in his hand stabbed or sliced, leaving wounds of different depths on everyone's bodies.

"Oh!"

There were too many guards besieging him, and after a long attack, Nuada was still elbowed on the face by one of them.

He rolled his body back, deflected the attack, and wiped the blood off his face casually.

But at this moment, Princess Nuara, who was standing in the corner, also felt a sharp pain in the bridge of her nose, and her nose bleeds profusely.

"My father, you did not expect to face today's situation due to the restrictions you placed on us brother and sister, did you?" Prince Nuada sneered, looking at the elf king on the throne.

Prince Nuada and Princess Nuada are rare twins among the elves. Their fates have been linked since birth. According to tradition, the Elf King planted special blood restrictions on the two of them.

Within a certain distance, if any one of them receives external damage, the other person will reflect the same damage.

But this tradition, at this time, has become a kind of protection for Prince Nuada. After hearing his words, the other guards became a little timid.

"Kan'er, take the princess down, and the others will continue to attack!" The Elf King gave the order coldly.

Prince Nuada was caught in the siege and couldn't get away. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced quickly at Alanya who was standing on the periphery. The latter understood and followed quietly.

As soon as the princess left, the battle in the hall suddenly became intense. Although the royal guards had many people, their real strength was far inferior to that of Prince Nuada.

After two more people died in a row, the situation turned one-sidedly towards the prince.

"laugh!"

Killing the last two guards standing, Prince Nuada threw off the blood on the knife and looked indifferently at the Elf King who was close at hand.

"I'm sorry, father!"

"I have to!"

"History will prove my choice is right!"

puff!

After speaking, he stabbed the long knife in his hand into the heart of the Elf King without hesitation!
The Elf King opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but everything turned into a helpless sigh in the end.

After the death of the Elven King, his body quickly turned to wood, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a lifelike statue.

"Crack!"

Nuada removed the fragment of the crown from the Elven King's belt, and he held it above his head.

"The war is on, the whole family is preparing for war!!"

…………

"Um……!"

With a loud moan, Kardashian lay limply on Mo Sen's chest. After the rain, the moonlight outside the window shone on Kardashian's white body.

"Pay attention to the impact, your voice is so loud, you will be heard by the two children." Mo Sen joked with a smile.

"It's not you!"

Kardashian didn't want to move a finger, she embraced Mo Sen's neck, "It would be great if we had a child of our own."

Mo Sen patted Kardashian on the back, "Red Boy and Sharon are our children."

Kardashian's eyes were red, "But I still want one more, a child that belongs only to us."

"It's not your problem, it's mine." Mo Sen comforted softly, "I think that's fine too."

"I do not believe!"

Kardashian sat up abruptly from Mo Sen.

"Let's work harder!"

Mo Sen's face was full of black lines. It seemed that I couldn't refuse such a high-sounding reason. Before he could say anything, Kardashian writhed on her own.

Mo Sen now feels that the biggest advantage of injecting Kardashian with strengthening medicine is not to make her youthful forever, but to make it easier for her to do that kind of thing...

The two were fighting fiercely, when there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by the voice of No. 9.

"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you, but the address No. 17 that you specifically asked us to pay attention to has been visited."

"Address No. 17?" Mo Sen was startled, and his eyes scanned the fragments of the crown on the table and chairs.

This address was specially left by Mohsen to Princess Nuala when she separated from her.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a burning pain in his wrist, and a message was displayed on his personal terminal.

Side quest: Deliver the Batesmora Crown Fragment to Princess Nuara.

Mission Progress: 1/3.

Task reward: 300 space-time coins for each fragment!
It actually triggered a side mission!
Mo Sen's body continued to move, but his attention had already wandered to the side mission.

　Guys, let's vote, it's so pitiful...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)