Black Knight From Blue Star

 Five minutes later, Constant turned into a pool of milky white flesh.

The Black Knight looked at the white stain on the tip of his gun. Although his face was expressionless, the aura of disgust could still be felt by those around him.

Hardy returned to his human form, then looked up and saw a trembling middle-aged man standing on the balcony on the third floor.

His hair was all gray and dry, like withered weeds.

The middle-aged man looked at Hardy with a rich expression.

It seems like there is gratitude, but also like there is complaint.

Hardy jumped lightly onto the balcony.

Face to face with men.

"You should be the lord of this city, His Excellency Shahu Tatud." Hadi asked with a smile.

The middle-aged man was wearing pajamas and looked ugly.

Not emotionally ugly, but literally.

His body was very weak, visibly weak from the inside.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged man asked, his voice as weak as duckweed.

"Hardy, from Basov City."

Shahu closed his eyes and thought for a while, as if recalling such a simple thing was a burden to him.

"I remember... Basov changed the lord. It seems to be a little girl named Aya, right?"

"Yes." Hardy pointed to the four lighting towers outside: "She is also the one who brings light to you."

Shahu sighed and said: "She is indeed a good girl. Originally, I wanted to keep her and become the lord's wife, but she was unwilling. I said that I would give her half of the family's wealth, but she was still unwilling. Then he left."

Hardy raised an eyebrow.

"How did she become a lord? I don't believe Basov's former lord would give the city to her." Shahu asked with some confusion: "Do you know the reason?"

"I killed the former lord and then helped her secure her position as lord."

Shahulu said with a clear look: "That makes sense. She has no ambition to become a lord, nor does she have the corresponding strength. I'm still wondering what's going on."

Hardy waved his hand: "I won't talk about these questions anymore. I'm curious, where is the pool that turns people into 'wart strips'?"

"It's in the underground secret room. Do you need me to have someone take you there?"

"Before that, Lord Shahu, are you willing to let me check your body?" Hardy said with a smile: "Just to have a look."

"Are you doubting me?"

"Reasonable inference, I'm afraid something might slip through the net."

"I am the lord."

"I know."

"What if I don't want to?"

Hardy pointed to the pool of white flesh in the atrium: "I don't mind doing what I did just now again."

Shahu felt humiliated, but he did not dare to show it, but calmly took off all his clothes.

The man's body made him sick after seeing it too much. Hardy just glanced at it and waved his hand and said: "Okay, no problem. There is another thing I want to inform you... Within three days, please leave this city and find a place by yourself." Just worry."

Shahu's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean?"

"Literally." Hadi said with a smile: "This city will be in the hands of the great and lovely Ms. Aya, you understand."

Shahu's face showed a ferocious look: "What if I don't agree?"

"It doesn't matter."

Hardy pointed to the pool of flesh and blood in the atrium again.

Shahu was so angry that he was trembling, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He walked back to the inner room slowly: "Your Excellency, please come with me. Since you want this city, I will give you a legal procedure."

"oh…"

Hardy followed him inside.

But as soon as he entered the room, Hardy suddenly took action, stabbed Shahu directly in the back with his sword, and at the same time pushed him forward.

Very fast and furious.

Shahu only let out a scream, and then was directly hit by another sword.

Both swords penetrated his body.

Shahu looked at the man in front of him with shock in his eyes.

"Why..." He asked in disbelief with blood flowing from his mouth.

Standing in front of him, there was another man. He was very handsome, but his face was full of aggression and a wild smile.

"You loser, you can't do this little thing well, why are you still alive?"

After saying that, the suddenly extra man took two steps back and pulled the long sword in his hand out of Shahu's body.

Hardy took two steps back and retracted his sword at the same time.

Shahu collapsed and the ground was covered with blood.

The two men in the field didn't look at him anymore, but looked at each other.

Hardy already knew that there was someone in the room, and also knew that the lord led him in in order to ambush him.

In this case, the lord should die.

He looked at the horns on the opponent's head and asked with a smile: "A member of the Russell family?"

"Since you know that I am a royal, why don't you kneel down."

Hardy held a sword and said: "You should have seen the way I stood in the atrium just now. Why didn't you run away?"

Although the opponent is from the Russell family, his strength seems to be only a little stronger than the sixth son of the Rida family, Mulla. In front of Hardy, it is nothing at all.

"Why are you running away?" The man laughed loudly, his eyes full of indifference: "I'll die if I die, I don't want to live anyway."

Hardy frowned.

Then the man opposite took off his upper body clothes. There were also many warts on his body.

Hardy shook his head helplessly. It turned out that this man had already intended to die, so he had to run away.

"So, give me a decent death." Russell rushed over directly: "Let me die in battle."

In an instant, sword lights crisscrossed the room.

While blocking the opponent's attack, Hardy asked: "When did you discover this phenomenon? How much do you know about this kind of thing?"

"Don't ask me, I won't say anything."

Russell accelerated his attack.

At the same time he began to gather magic.

Hardy saw this and made a slight attack. The opponent's rhythm was disrupted and the magic was naturally interrupted.

"Then let me ask another simple question, why did the Roussel family send you here? Are you killing their own people? Is this how the royal family is?"

The attack of the horned man on the opposite side stopped. He stepped back and looked at the warts on his body. He smiled bitterly and said: "Why did you send me here? Because almost all my people are infected with this thing. Everyone who is sent is the same." Sample."

Hardy immediately understood: "So, the secret room pool that Shahu mentioned was actually opened by your Losel family?"

He was stunned for a moment and said nothing.

But Hardy got it.

Many things that I couldn't understand before became clear.

"Can you kill me now?" the man opposite asked.

"May I have your name?"

"Grego-Lauser."

"good."

Hardy raised his sword.

But at this time, Gregor's eyes suddenly changed. He took a step back and quickly distanced himself from Hardy.

Hardy looked at the man in front of him, his body was quickly becoming shriveled up.

"Has someone been replaced?" Hardy murmured.

At the same time, the magic power on the opponent's body is also rising rapidly.

Hardy thought that the opponent would fight with him, but he did not expect that after the substitution, Gregor turned around, slammed the wooden door, and ran away.

Hardy flicked his fingers, and a big blue hand grabbed the other person back.

Magic grip!

A control magic that is shot quickly and has almost no lethality.

But now, it is very useful.

"Human, you'd better let go. I've already used my mental power to notify my companions around me to save me."

The thing that had been struggling desperately in the magic hand shouted loudly. (End of chapter)