The target Vest is the ultimate boss

When Sid and Cañas were talking, Courteney took the apple from her father, heated it, squeezed it into juice with a blender and a strainer, put a piece of brown sugar in it, put a slice of lemon on the edge of the goblet, and served To the little saint.

For new guests, black pigeons are always more enthusiastic.

At the gesture of Kanias, the boy took the cup from her hand.

The young man said: "Be polite, Your Highness."

After listening, Sid looked up at Courteney: "Thank you."

It was only two syllables, but Courteney felt that the soft and sticky voice was like a sugar cube she had just put in.She lowered her head, took a close look at the Son, and said with a smile, "You are so cute."

Moreover, Alder's Dogecoin is really nothing.

she thought to herself.

Sid was a little at a loss when he received the compliment from a stranger, and subconsciously looked at Kanas.

Canias glanced at Courtene silently, and pulled down the hood of His Royal Highness Son.Courteney twitched her lips, sneered at Canias, and turned to ask the bartender to collect the bill.

Sid's eyes were glued to the tavern daughter.

Before he entered the Holy Court, he went out shopping with his wife once, and was hugged by a noble girl and said "I want to play with dolls".

Later—afterwards, when he became the Holy Son, few people, except Vera and the Head Maid, spoke to him so frankly.

In other words, there were very few people who spoke to him, and most of them saw him from a distance and just slipped away.

The bartender brought the emerald-green Maria, and Sid took a sip of the juice before setting down his glass and staring at Cañas.

Kania held the wine glass in his hand, and the fluorescence of the wine appeared between his fingers.

The young man's wine tasting posture is very elegant, in the words of the Duke of Chelte, he is born noble.Just sitting there, under the light of a warm-colored chandelier, curly black hair, noble blood eyes, and snow-white shirt after taking off the coat, like a portrait hanging in a tavern.

Perhaps aware of the little saint's gaze, Kanias moved his eyes to meet the boy's eyes.

When looking at Canias, Sid clearly heard a bang in the air, but it is also possible that his ears exploded, after all, the red panda's hearing is not very good.Seeing that his face was about to burn, he moved back and slowly pulled down his hat until it blocked the young man's gaze.

At this time, there was a loud bang and the door of the tavern was violently knocked open.

Everyone in the tavern heard the sound and turned around, only to see that the hinges on the double-opening wooden doors were directly torn to pieces, and several night crows ran across the sky, and Scott gathered a group of bastards to block the door.

With his face bare, he yelled, "Where's Alder? Get out!"

As his words fell, the earth trembled, and the bottles and jars in the wall cabinet shook into rainbows.

A huge unicorn came out from behind Scott, raised its head to the sky and howled loudly, the sound of howling almost shattered the eardrums of those present.

When several mercenaries saw this monster covered with hard scales, their colors changed one after another. The danger made them grasp their weapons instinctively.

It's Warcraft.

Even if there are many masters in the imperial capital, the unicorn dragon is still a powerful and rare monster. Humans with weak physiques have to pay at least the price of two high-level fighters to subdue it.

This is the monster that Scott begged from his big cousin's house to support the scene.As one of the top snakes in the imperial capital, it is not uncommon to have a tamed high-level monster.

Ever since he was humiliated by Canias in the tavern, Scott has made trouble with him, and sent people to stay every day, but was blocked by Canias every time.

This is Scott's seventh visit to find a place.This time he paid for his money, and his brothers were outside the tavern, not afraid that Canias would escape.

The people in the tavern sensed his ferocious aura, and tacitly put down the barrel to make way for an aisle, so that Scott could target his enemy and avoid harming the innocent.

Scott drew out his sword and walked towards the black-haired youth with a murderous look, but he caught sight of the figure beside him from the corner of his eye, and he paused.

It's not that Scott Lieyan has a keen sense of smell, that person is really eye-catching.

Kanas was much taller than the Holy Son, and a coat was loosely worn on the boy, making him look thinner and smaller.

It was not his own clothes at first glance.

Seeing that it was night cold tonight, the caring Cañas put his little lover on his coat.

Most of the Son's face was covered by Cañas' hood, but his white and delicate lower jaw and pomegranate-colored lips were half soaked with apple juice.

Veteran Scott knew at a glance that this was a rare stunner.

Killing a thousand knives...how come the beauty always sneaks into the arms of that little boy!

Seeing that hot gaze, Sid avoided behind Kanas.

Unexpectedly, this aroused Scott's desire to conquer even more.

Scott raised his gleaming silver sword aloft, and roared with his brother.

"Kill the son of a bitch and ruin his little mistress all night!"

Sid had just been yelled at by the unicorn and his ears hurt. He was rubbing his brows and rubbing his ears. He didn't hear his words, but saw Kanas fold his right hand strangely.

The reason why it is said to be weird is because the young man still had a intact glass in his hand a second ago.

When he loosened his fingers, only shiny debris remained in his hand, and wine and ice water flowed down his palm lines.

His hands were shaking.

"The cost of the damage to the tavern, please charge it to my account."

Black Pigeon forbids all violence, but Courteney said nothing.

Kanias' tone was calm, but she could hear a hint of the bloodthirsty excitement and madness of the hungry wolf when it discovered the whereabouts of its prey.

Whoever touches his bad luck will bear the brunt of it.

Sid did not have the tavern daughter's keen sense of crisis, but he also noticed that Kanas' mental fluctuations were violent.This means that he is in a bad mood.

So the little saint rolled Canias' sleeves when he got up.

Kanas didn't notice.Sid was about to call him, when suddenly his eyes went dark.

Courtene blocked the Son's eyes, and whispered in his ear, "Little Naipa, don't look at it, you're going to have a nightmare tonight."

Sid was about to ask a question, when he suddenly heard the miserable roar of dragons and the sound of people gasping for air.But his eyes were so tightly covered by Courteney that he couldn't see even a slit.

Sid:! ! !What to do, it's more convenient...

Where the Holy Son of Light could not see, the youth had already thrown all the philistines who were looking for trouble out of the door of the black dove.

Whether he threw it with his hands or his feet, no one could see clearly.

Because it's too fast.

They just watched the young man take off his gauntlet, and his leather boots stepped gracefully and calmly across the blood-soaked patterns on the floor tiles, heading for the door.

All the people in the tavern silently lowered their heads, looking at the mirror-smooth dragon tail at the door, and the alcoholic who had retained some faith in the God of Light began to cross himself on his chest.

This--

Is this human power? !

The uninactivated nerves in the tail are still whipping the muscles, and the twitching and twisted blood vessels are constantly leaking fluid.

Legend has it that the unicorn is a subspecies of the giant dragon family, and the scales and armor all over its body can't even break through the finest black iron.

If their eyes were right, that loafing dandy just now, that guy named Cañas Alder, didn't seem to be carrying any weapons...

The remote and cramped alley outside the black pigeon is blocked by the strictest wind barrier.

This enchantment can't prevent people from escaping from it, but to block the huge energy generated by dark creatures venting their madness and violence, so as to prevent passers-by from finding suspicious things.

A lump of human torso sank into the brick wall, and some parts were already bloody and bloody, making it impossible to distinguish the human form.The remnants of the monsters were exposed, and the brains shone green like will-o'-the-wisps in a cemetery under the moonlight.A crow landed on the wall, screaming.

Here's Scott with his borrowed unicorn.

Under the light, the figure of the young man was blurred for a moment, as if he was about to turn into something terrifying and mysterious.

But he put on a mask in an instant, perfectly disguised as a human being.

The young man threw away the white handkerchief to wipe his hands, and looked at the last punk who was still standing in the shadows.

The magic energy scattered in the air makes the magic element dance wildly, sparking frightening sparks from time to time.The man watched the young man against the light stepping on his companion's ribs and face, walking towards him step by step like the rumored three-headed vicious dog.He sat slumped on the ground with a pale face, almost incontinent with fright.

1 minute, no, maybe not even 1 minute, Scott has assembled the revenge team for a whole week, and he is the only one left who can move.

Scott seems to be ignorant, but he is only one step away from a high-level fighter. Their brothers are also experienced fighters with a foundation. They used to fight against the royal guards who graduated from the Warrior Academy of God Capital. Go back and forth a few times.

But in this short period of tens of seconds, he didn't even see clearly what the young man did. He watched all his companions fall into a pool of blood, desperate to die.Even the screams were stifled in the throat, and even the sound of flesh and blood being ripped apart could not be heard.

There are still cars and horses passing by outside the alley!

Except for him, no one knew the tragic scene in this alley!

After a short period of darkness, the man's spotless clothes were illuminated by the clear light again, and the blood-soaked iris seemed to have a poisonous snake of disaster walking through it.

His heart is like an undead poet who has drunk strong wine, madly and greedily... whispering a beautiful name.

—Sid Chelt.

Kanas has never encountered such a thing, clean as the most delicate flower in the greenhouse, not stained with a speck of dust, pure and gorgeous, and the eyes are shining all the time.

Pluck the flower, kiss it, admire it.

Then crumble.

I don't know what kind of experience it will be.

Now Kanas is trying to make the flower put down its vigilance, if the smelly noise scares the flower he covets——

No doubt he will be dissatisfied.