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What makes Feng Ao most concerned is the content of those children's words, so that we can judge that those children have a purpose to commit such bad behavior.

"It's the criminal who took the hostage team in this orphanage, quickly smash this house with stones!"

"The people inside must all be traitors, smash the people inside to death!"

"Come out, accept the demons of criminals, we are the party of justice, and we will completely defeat you!"

Angry and insulting words kept roaring from outside the door into the room, even the children who were still sleeping were woken up by the sound, and there were "bang bang" stones on the walls and doors. With the sound of the impact, the children in the room began to feel restless.

"Don't worry everyone, you'll be fine soon."

As the hostess of this room, the young woman immediately went inside to appease the public, but this did not reduce the troublesome situation of throwing stones outside.

This situation made Feng Ao understand why the orphanage was full of potholes and dents, especially the windows were nailed with wooden boards. This move finally made Feng Ao understand the reason.

At the same time, the couples who admire these houses can survive financial constraints, the onslaught of children, and the indifference of a large number of people.

From the gap in the gate, you can see that besides a lot of children throwing stones, you can also see many people walking on the street. Anger emerges together, eyes watching the children's behavior with indifference.

Even clap your hands to encourage the bad actions of these children.

"Too much."

He stepped forward again, but the young woman who hurried over from the child's room kept her body at the gate for a whole year, blocking the way to the outside.

"Miss Fuao, please don't go out at this time."

"why?"

"Because you represent the kingdom of swords."

He didn't roar with all the strength in his lungs, it should be said that he just calmly told the answer that he didn't want to blurt out directly.

But to Feng Ao, it was like the horrifying sound of thunder that was completely poured into his ears.

"sorry."

Realizing how stupid he was, Feng Ao put away his rapier, under the cloak, he no longer looked at the children who were constantly bullying outside, and quietly stayed away from the gate and wall under attack.

It was only at this time that Feng Ao understood why he was stopped. There was an absolute obstacle in his identity. Maybe he could really protect this orphanage for a while, but in the future, it will definitely be said that "the enemy's lair is protected by a hostage team".

Who can protect the house when it encounters stronger resistance and attacks?

Thinking of this, Feng Ao wanted to slap herself immediately, but there were many children staring at her not far away, and she was unwilling to do anything to disturb the children.

The only thing Fengao can do is to wait for everything to calm down.

Once again, I felt my incompetence.

"Wait, what are you kids doing?"

A middle-aged panicked voice suddenly came from outside. Hearing this sound, Feng Ao immediately moved to the crack of the gate, and fixed his eyes on this person who should not come back.

"He is the leader of this orphanage, throw him away!"

Among the group of children, a child with a relatively large body seemed to be the king among them, as if giving orders, he directly threw a stone at the middle-aged man who ran into the chaotic situation.

"what!"

With the wailing of pain, the children beside the child king also picked up the stones on the ground one after another, and threw them all at the middle-aged man's body.

clap clap clap...

Dozens of stones fell on the middle-aged man like rain. Although he had already used his hands to help his important head, his hands and body were still scratched from the impact, and the old clothes were even more obvious. It was tattered, but it was not completely broken into pieces. If you look carefully, you can find that blood is bleeding from the bottom of the fabric.

"It's Dad! Mom, it's Dad! Hurry up and save him!"

"You can't go!"

Xiaoya, who was originally An Fen in the living room, immediately looked at her mother in horror when she heard her father's cry, and then began to tremble at a loss.

Even so, she still wanted to rely on her petite body to run outside to fight, but she was hugged tightly by her mother within a few steps.

"Dad will die if this goes on!"

Struggling hard without giving up after being hugged tightly, it's just that the strength can't resist the middle-aged woman at all, and the body can only be tightly clasped on the young woman.

"what should I do?"

Feng Ao's mind was blank for a short self-narration.

Weakness and incompetence, words that had never been thought of before, are occupying Feng Ao's body and spirit at this moment.

"What would you do if you were the captain?"

Feng Ao had already thought of the answer when he asked the question, he would definitely go outside to protect the weak regardless of his identity, but this was not Feng Ao's choice, it should be said that this would not be a dangerous choice that Feng Ao was willing to step into.

Seems to be the only way, but the future will only add to the orphanage's troubles.

In the end, he could only stay still, like the group of children beside him, shivering in the corner with their weak bodies that have been eroded by fear.

bump!

"Woo!"

Accompanied by the loud and dull sound of the wooden stick hitting the flesh, a more bullying and terrifying wail resounded through the entire street than before.

It also spread into the orphanage house where several cracks had appeared.

"dad!"

——What the hell am I doing here?

Unwilling, cowardly, afraid of trouble, or worried about various threats in the future, when Xiaoya uttered a loud and feeble but unreliable cry, Feng Ao squeezed the muscles on the cloak towards his waist until the pain severely stimulated his brain.

Then he jumped to the gate, regardless of the young woman's repeated verbal or physical obstructions, he still hid the rapier in the cloak, and opened the gate directly with his free left hand.

The first picture that came into view was a group of more than a dozen children in their early teens tightly surrounding a middle-aged man. Among them, the taller children were holding a wooden stick that had been broken in two.

The man suspected of being hit lay limp on the ground without any reaction.

Even though it is likely to have committed a serious crime of the level of homicide, the child holding two broken wooden sticks still did not stop moving, his face was full of ferocity, not so much fear or fear, but more like he had completely given up, without thinking about the future at all. The result of this - being in a dangerous mood where no action will be taken by surprise.

"dad!"

Taking advantage of the unexpected situation caused by the big opening of the door, Xiaoya broke away from the grasp of the young woman who was still in a state of astonishment and passed through Feng Ao who was standing at the gate, ignoring the children surrounded by the crowd, and clinging tightly to the middle child who was clinging to the ground. young man.

teardrops.

"Daddy, Daddy, get up, Daddy, get up!"

"Who is this brat?"

"Ah! It's the child of this devil's lair!"

"What? Hurry up and beat her to death!"

After saying this, he was almost swallowed up by the chaotic emotions of killing, and his eyes looked bright red and ferocious. Regardless of the child's identity, gender or age, the child who was only in his early ten years held up without hesitation. Wooden sticks with sharp areas such as many wooden thorns.

"go to hell!"

He was about to stab Xiaoya hard in the head.

"stop!"

Just as Feng Ao stood on tiptoe and was about to rush forward, a loud and cold sentence bombarded the ears of everyone present.

It's not just words revealing a coolness, but a really cold aura with extremely low temperature.

Children no matter how old they are can understand that this is the "cooling magic" among the four major magics. In addition, the amazing speed and wide range of the cast represent the powerful magic power of the caster, and almost even a three-year-old child can understand it. The person who speaks is a direct lineage of nobility and even a greater identity.

Feeling the low temperature of the cooling magic, the child holding the wooden stick knelt on the ground trembling with his hands loosened on the spot, his bright red eyes that almost lost his judgment became normal, and he looked at this character with fear.

As the sound spread throughout the street, not only the children who were beating up, but even the adults who walked by and stared at the place with cold eyes all knelt on the ground, with their faces pressed against the concrete floor, not daring to raise their eyes. At the beginning, I was afraid of meeting the eyes of the big man in front of me.

"Steward, I don't want any residents to die in front of me."

"Yes, miss."

The short conversation ended, and several people suddenly appeared not far away, dressed in simple clothes that were not made of cheap fabrics, nor did they look filthy from dirt. Seven of them were neatly dressed, with white robes on the inside and black on the outside. Outer robes, special flat shoes that need to be customized, and pure white ceremonial gloves with patterns on the edges. The servants, who are called a kind of "steward" by everyone, quickly moved to the man on the ground. With a tacit understanding, he lifted up quickly, and walked away quickly under the gaze of everyone.

The remaining one is also wearing the butler's costume, but there is an extra black long cylindrical hat on the top of the head, and the one-eyed round transparent glasses are on the cold eyes that seem to be indifferent but give people a long-term attention that is difficult to get close to.

It's just that this person is not the focus. The focus of everyone's attention is still beside the butler and the master who made the loud voice just now.

The long light blue hair that flutters when the wind blows exudes a charming and intoxicating wonderful smell, and the light blue eyes release a cold and arrogant beauty that no one can easily touch, just like a rose on the top of a snow mountain .

A cold, arrogant and inviolable glamorous temperament.

But what he was wearing was not the usual clothes of nobles, nor the dark red uniforms that are often worn in the academy, but the completely unimaginable "fairy" clothes that almost protruded the eyes of everyone.

A pink butterfly decoration is tied in the center of the pure white long sleeves, and the lower part is a short skirt, light yellow but not too fancy decorations, at most there are slender flower patterns on the hem of the skirt.

Not only does the whole outfit not have the tightly-packed clothes that the residents of the Magic Kingdom would wear, nor the clothes that the residents of the Sword Kingdom would wear. The point is that this kind of over-exposed skin and this leisurely atmosphere are completely inconsistent with nobles .

The problem is that as long as you observe carefully, you can find that the fabric of this dress is not the rough material that ordinary residents often wear. It is not only smooth, but there is no break in the inner fibers, and the dyeing skills are far more eye-catching and beautiful than other people's clothes. Many, it can be determined that only rich people have the ability to order such beautiful clothes.

"Son, why did you ask everyone to beat that man?"

Although it is completely invisible from the outside, being able to cast such fast and cold magic, coupled with the appearance of an exclusive butler beside her, can still prove that this beautiful woman in her twenties is a nobleman.

Faced with such a noble figure, the child king who had taken the lead in rebellion not only began to tremble, but also stuck his face to the ground even more forcefully, as if trying to escape from this situation.

"Son, please answer me."

It was so calm that the icy cold conveyed a faint tenderness, but the strong oppression of the cooling magic that did not subside at all still made the child unable to maintain the arrogant and domineering attitude just now. Get up, maintain a close surrender.

"He, he is the owner of this house, an accomplice of the devil!"

"demon?"

"Yes, yes, it is an accomplice of that hostage team! It must be eliminated!"

Speaking of this, the emotions that had been relieved all of a sudden boiled up, and after talking about it, he yelled out loudly.

"My lord, please help us destroy the demon together!"

Then he even raised his head, staring at the female nobleman with firm eyes full of longing and longing to destroy.

The fear at the beginning was not the act of thinking that he was leading a group of children to beat up a thin adult, but the crime of "committing indecent behavior in front of the nobles".

I don't think I've made a mistake at all, and I deeply believe that what I'm doing is absolutely right, something that anyone will praise.

This is exactly the cognition of everyone in the Magic Kingdom. The people of the so-called Kingdom of Swords are not only representatives of the barbarians, but also demonic existences that bring bad luck and bad luck.

"Is this orphan related to the hostage team?"

"Yes! This is the orphanage, we must completely destroy it, we must eliminate all the demons!"

The tone of the nobleman has always remained calm and steady, which made the child king, who is quite close to an adult, mistakenly think that his words have won the approval of the nobleman. It is the rhetoric of the public that keeps urging everyone to destroy.

Because of the excitement of food and clothing, he didn't notice that the temperature in the air was even colder.

"Caring for an orphanage with no father and no mother is a partner of the devil, what do you mean?"

Click.

Weak hailstones were produced on the ground, and then as if there was an attractive gravitational force, they all converged and merged at one point, forming an icicle at least five meters long, floating up and down in the air, and the sharp point at the front was aiming at on the talking child.

"Excellent, my lord?"

"The orphanage is a place that contains warmth, you have to understand that."

The tone is still the same as before, but coupled with the dangerous weapon formed with ice magic around him, it creates a strong oppression that no one can answer.

"Don't do this again in the future."

As he spoke, he sighed softly at the end, and the nobleman lightly raised his slender and white right hand, which seemed to be about to pass through. The icicles that had been floating in the air immediately turned into water mist and dissipated, and the surrounding temperature quickly returned to what it should have been. Some temperature.

"My lord! Why did you warn me instead, the house is full of criminals! They are demons that must be killed!"

"Have you ever been hurt by a barbarian?"

This question made the child shut his mouth immediately, and for a while he didn't know what to say in response.

"Yeah, but these demons..."

"If it's a demon, you're already dead."

After finishing speaking and ignoring the unwilling child who didn't know how to answer, the nobleman and the butler beside him moved to the gate of the orphanage, staring at the devastated gate and wall.

During the movement, he glanced at Fuao who was surrounded by a cloak with light blue eyes, but he didn't say anything, and even the expression on his face didn't change.

"Steward, rebuild this orphanage, I hope that nothing like the destruction here will happen again."

"Miss, with all due respect, this seems to be against your reputation."

"where?"

"Helping civilians without authorization."

"The purpose of our ice family is to live in peace and stability. There are residents who are in danger and collapse at any time. I want to lend a helping hand, can't I?"

"If the eldest lady insists on planning, it is naturally possible."

"Are you determined? Maybe, let's rebuild."

"Yes!"

Facing the orders of the immediate nobles of the Bing family, the butler immediately carried out the order when he saw that the verbal persuasion was ineffective, turned around and moved quickly elsewhere.

Everyone knows that the Bing family of the four major families is a family with few words, as long as they say one thing, they seldom say anything. It is a family whose standard actions are greater than words. Therefore, this housekeeper will leave here, and he must return to the family to find workers for renovation.

Some people will feel puzzled and puzzled by the act of leaving the eldest lady alone. After all, it is strange to think that an important person is left here alone.

But if one is said to be so powerful that ordinary people can't even look up, they naturally don't need guards. In fact, the so-called guards are just a stumbling block in the battle. The real strong are the nobles themselves.

If you are concerned, there must be guards of the guard level, and such existences are often monitored from a distance. As for the fact that this nobleman brought a group of housekeepers here deliberately, it means that this nobleman came here for another purpose.

"Onee-san, you are a powerful nobleman!"

Xiaoya, who was squatting on the road alone after her father was carried away, realized how noble this man was, and immediately ran to the nobleman's side, staring at this nobleman with eyes full of expectations. On the cold woman.

"Xiaoya, you can't do this!"

Knowing what a rebellious thing her daughter had done, she hurried to the nobleman's feet and knelt on the ground, while holding Xiaoya tightly in her arms, pressing her face to the ground, as if begging for mercy.

"My lord, I'm really sorry, my little girl doesn't know anything yet, if you want to punish me, please punish me!"

Turning her cheeks slowly, she moved to the young woman in the orphanage with calm light blue eyes, without any expression on her face, she spoke quietly.

"Little sister, what's the matter?"

According to the principle, it is almost impossible for civilians to take the initiative to talk to nobles. Even if they want to talk, they are likely to be attacked by nearby guards as enemies.

Therefore, when the eldest lady of the Ice family——Yan Bing Ya Luosen spoke, she stretched out her right hand lightly, making a gesture of prohibiting attack.

It was obvious that the noble wanted Xiaoya to speak, and the young woman could only let go of Xiaoya in her arms, praying that Xiaoya would not talk nonsense.

Facing the nobles, a single word from a commoner is likely to lead to a catastrophe of death.

"May I ask the nobleman to help my brother! I don't believe he is a bad guy! Not a devil!"

He blurted out his words without any second thoughts, and said that his eyes shed hot tears again, regardless of the ugliness left by his cheeks, red eyes, and runny nose, his face was full of grievances and unwillingness, but it was more of a firm belief trust.

Even though this child faced the denial of everyone around her, she still chose to believe in Jieshi, the swordsman who had never done anything bad to her.

"Xiaoya, I can't say this..."

It was far more miserable than imagined. At this moment, the young woman understood how much Xiaoya wanted to save the captain of the hostage team, and she did not hesitate to risk the danger to ask others, but the problem was that the person she asked was too wrong.

The people who convicted Captain Jieshi of treason were none other than the four nobles of the Magic Kingdom.

"Impossible."

He didn't get angry because of this request. It should be said that the corners of his eyes didn't even shake, and his face was completely expressionless as if he had lost his expression function, but at least he didn't feel the cooling aura. I believe at least it means that this nobleman has not yet angry.

"Then can you find someone for me?"

Maybe she understood that her previous request was too difficult, but Xiaoya still did not give up, and continued to ask with a firm expression full of begging.

This situation of entrusting nobles twice in a row is something that no resident of the Magic Kingdom has ever done before.

The reasons for not doing so are all judged to be too thick-skinned, and they will be punished by magic in the end.

In other words, Xiaoya is likely to die.

"Please, my lord, please forgive the little girl. If you want to kill her, please let me take her to be punished!"

As she said that, not only Xiaoya, but even the young woman shed tears, because she knew this iron rule, and she clearly understood that the death penalty would meet her end.

"Who are you looking for?"

Ignoring the young woman, and not intending to worry about such miscellaneous matters as the fact that some residents were sentenced to death for two cheeky acts, Yan kept his eyes fixed on Xiaoya and asked softly.

"The eldest sister named Xiao Yan, she is a very great sister! If it is her, I will definitely be able to help the eldest brother!"

Looking at the eyes full of sincere prayers, as the eldest lady of the direct line of nobility, she stared at these eyes for a long time without moving away.

No response, no other actions, just focusing on Xiaoya's eyes.

"My lord?"

After five seconds, Xiaoya finally called out the "honorable title" of the nobleman in front of her in a puzzled voice.

As if the frozen time had been unfrozen, the nobleman withdrew his long staring gaze, turned around and moved elsewhere.

"The steward will renovate your orphanage. Please cooperate."

Before leaving, he turned his head and looked at the girl who lost her blood color from the corner of her eyes and said this sentence, then ignored the rest of the people and left.

"My lord, may I ask for my request? My lord, my lord!"

Although Xiaoya kept yelling and wanted to run in front of the nobleman, her body was hugged tightly by the young woman in real time, and she could only let the shouting words spread on the whole street.

"You who are planning to get married, why did you come here?"

The bright green eyes staring at the nobleman's back from the slits in the cloak showed many puzzles, even if he didn't answer the question, he still let the doubt float into the air.

"Xiaoya, let's go back inside."

Everyone stared at the gradually disappearing nobleman's back, until it completely disappeared from sight, everyone left the place to continue their original work, and the group of children dragged away the boss who was already scared to pee.

Xiaoya, the young woman, who was puzzled, and Feng Ao, who also didn't understand Yan's mind, were left behind.

"I do not want."

She tried her best to shake off her mother's hand beside her, but Xiaoya still looked firmly in the direction of the noble who had gone away a long time ago.

She usually looks well-behaved, at most she just loves to run around and be mischievous, but she is so stubborn that she stays where she is, even the young women in the orphanage have never seen her.

"Xiaoya, let's go in, it will be cold outside. Let's go in and wait for Dad to come back, shall we?"

"No! Didn't the nobleman reject Xiaoya? Why should it be regarded as being rejected?"

"Mr. Jieshi is indeed a good person, but I hope you can understand that the world of adults is really complicated."

The young woman's words were full of helplessness and bitterness towards the cruel world. She didn't want all the negative factors contained in the world to contaminate her child, but she didn't want her child to stand still and pray, but was doomed to get nothing. less than.

"I don't want to care about the world of adults! Xiaoya only knows that she can't give up at this time. If it's my brother, I won't!"

"Xiaoya..."

"I have to wait, I have to wait for the nobleman to help me, absolutely don't give up like this, I have to trust her, I can't give up!"

Clenching his fists tightly with both hands, he yelled at his mother like this, tears fell like a waterfall, the temperature outside seemed to make Xiaoya an enemy, and the cold wind kept blowing into Xiaoya who only had thin clothes.

Magic Kingdom is born with a slightly weak and sickly physique, especially children under the age of adulthood, and the clothes they wear are too simple, within 5 minutes of persistence, Xiaoya's whole body has lost the heat it should have. The red blood color faded a lot, and he almost became a living dead all of a sudden.

"Xiaoya, come in!"

Seeing that it was impossible for her daughter to stand outside the door anymore, she hugged Xiaoya tightly while being frightened, restraining Xiaoya's possible struggling behavior, and immediately rushed to the door.

"Woo!"

There was a childish and clear sound of pain, and the young woman looked back and her eyes widened. Even though her hands and feet were tightly hugged, Xiaoya's fingers were still tightly grasping the wooden door frame next to her.

Clinging tightly, her nails cracked and bright red liquid rolled out, such Xiaoya still didn't intend to let go.

"Absolutely, don't give up!"

Xiaoya, who was tightly surrounded by the young woman's body, leaked these words from the cracks, and the tears formed thin shards of ice, and the tears left behind continued to cover, and then solidified, accumulating thicker shards of ice on her face.

Not only the pain on the fingers, but the coldness on the body almost knocked out consciousness, but the eyes still did not die.

I still firmly believe that in the face of despair, we must struggle.

These words are not just casual words.

"Um?"

Seeing Xiaoya like this, Feng Ao suddenly noticed something strange in his cloak.

He probed into the cloak through the gap that only he could see, and found that the rapier he had been holding was emitting a faint but uninterrupted, continuous green light at this moment.

When Feng Ao's right hand was clenched tightly, the light suddenly dimmed to the point of disappearing like a candle in the wind—it was not Feng Ao who proved that the rapier had returned to Excalibur and was recognized by Excalibur.

"What is the factor, awakened?"