Black Knight From Blue Star

 Someone died during the banquet, but most people at the banquet didn't think anything was wrong.

 On the contrary, he was extremely excited.

Facing the women’s screams and screams, Hardy calmly looked up at the group of old people on the viewing platform.

Morgan Jefferson placed his hands on the railings of the observation deck, struggled to smile, and looked down at the black-haired boy below.

 But his eyes were full of malice.

 “Murderer, let him…”

 But soon, his words were put back in his mouth.

Hady looked up at him at this time, and the dark magic power in his body was surging, surging outward layer by layer.

 The broken hair in front of his forehead was blown by the strong wind of magic power. At this time, he was already on the verge of transformation.

 They know very well how terrifying the transformed Nightmare Knight is.

 At this time, Morgan Jefferson's ugly appearance was seen by many caring people.

 Including Duolun Maga on the observation deck opposite.

"This is the warrior who fought on the battlefield, and this is the noble who was tempered by blood and fire." Duolun Maga took a deep breath: "Daughter, look at this man I introduced to you. Sample?"

 Beside Doron Maga, stood a woman.

She appears to be about 20 years old, about 1.72 meters tall, with a plump and **** body.

At this time, she was looking at Hadi's back, her eyes full of light.

Hearing what her father said, she nodded slightly and said, "Father, your idea is indeed very good, but others may not like me."

“Daughter, you are too unsure of yourself.” Duolun Maga smiled and said, “You may not be the most beautiful woman in our Aijaka Empire, but you are definitely the most beautiful woman in our Xikagou City.”

The young woman shook her head slightly: "Father, I don't have the confidence to conquer this man. He is too unruly and too confident. He is obviously looking up at others, but it gives people the impression that he is looking down at them. Such a powerful person , I can’t control it.”

"Haha, I didn't ask you to control him." Duolun Maga chuckled: "I just asked you to become his woman, fall in love with him, and stay by his side."

The woman looked back at her father in surprise: "You don't need me to get enough political benefits from him?"

　　"Just being able to stay by his side is enough political benefit."

 Listening to her father's words, the young woman was thoughtful.

At this time, Morgan Jefferson on the observation deck had disappeared, including the old people.

Several waiters came up with wet cloths and were wiping away the blood sprayed on the ground.

While they were wiping away a bunch of blood clots, something appeared.

Hardy also saw it with his sharp eyes, and stretched out his hand...a purple mage's hand brought the thing in front of Hardy.

 It is a round badge, and through the plasma, the lines on it can be vaguely seen.

Hardy thought this thing looked familiar and quickly remembered it.

  Masonry!

 The mason would have tried to woo him before, but he refused.

 Do the current Masons want to kill themselves?

  It is not impossible.

 After all, their goal is to cut down the World Tree of the elves, and they have a very good relationship with the elves.

Then this young man Dan had enough reason to dare to assassinate himself at the banquet.

Hardy snorted and threw the thing aside like garbage.

 The banquet continued.

 Many people gathered around again, especially women, almost all of them crowded around Hadi.

 Women naturally like this kind of tense and exciting things.

 And Hardy is very handsome.

Even if no relationship can develop, there may be a chance of karma, and they still think it's worth it.

 The banquet after that started the normal process.

 The same old food, wine and carnival all in one place.

 Hardy did not participate in the final carnival, but walked out of the banquet hall and came to the atrium outside. The women inside are all crazy, and there are probably not many who are clean.

 He didn’t want to touch it.

 It will be bad if the cauliflower grows.

Although it can be treated with magic,...it doesn't sound good if you tell anyone about the cauliflower.

Not long after he came out, a long-legged beauty also came out.

 She walked slowly to Hardy's side and said, "Mr. Hardy, don't you want to play inside for a while?"

Hardy shook his head: "I don't like such a chaotic scene."

“That’s right, I don’t like it either.” The woman turned to look at Hardy, her eyes brighter than before, as if they were reflecting the moonlight.

 “Where is your father?” Hardy asked.

　　When he was at the banquet hall before, he saw this woman and Duolun Maga standing together. Moreover, the relationship was very close and it was not a relationship between a man and a woman, so it was easy to guess.

 She must be Duolun's daughter, the one she said she wanted to introduce to herself.

Looking at it now, it is indeed quite beautiful.

 In line with Hardy’s aesthetic.

 Her temperament is also dignified enough. Taken together, she is only half a level worse than Queen Sissi.

“Sir Hardy, you can call me Egwene.” The beauty said seriously: “My father is hanging out with his old lover inside.”

Hardy shrugged.

 Aristocratic families are like this. It is normal for elders and relatives to mess around outside.

Ewen smiled: "Sir Hardy, your duel before was very exciting, and it made people's blood boil."

She thought of Hardy's heroic appearance when he used the dimensional anchor magic to cut the five horses into pieces, and felt that her legs were a little weak.

Thinking again of Hardy's graceful look when he looked back at Morgan Jefferson with that unruly and domineering look, his legs became even weaker.

I really want to hang on to this young man.

 She just knew that this matter should not be rushed.

 So as not to leave a bad impression on Hadi.

Hardy nodded politely.

Seeing that Hardy didn't seem to be very interested in her, Ewen took a deep breath and said, "I just saw that Mr. Hardy got the badge of the Masons. You don't seem to like it?"

“I really don’t like it,” Hardy said truthfully.

The other party has sent people to mess with him, how could he like it?

When Yiwen heard this, her eyes flashed with joy: "I don't like it too much either. Do you want to hear the information about this organization?"

"you know?"

“I am now in charge of the intelligence affairs of the Maga family.” Yiwen said proudly: “We know a lot about the Masons.”

Hardy looked at the other party in surprise.

 As she manages such important affairs in a big family, it seems that this Egwene is trusted by Doron Maga.

 “Can you tell me something?” Hardy asked.

"Of course you can." Ewen looked around, and then said: "But it's not very convenient here, and it may be heard by others. Sir Hardy, please come with me."

 After saying that, Yiwen walked to a place.

Hardy follows.

 Through a row of dense trees, I found a small row of houses here.

 There were also pairs of men and women, hugging each other, walking out of the banquet hall and entering these small houses.

Ewen took the initiative to find an empty room and went in.

Hardy thought for a while and walked in.

Then the door closed. (End of chapter)