The Magician of Rebirth

Sharamon was brought out of the prison, Salaman's city guards surrounded him, the Duke of Ampere and Paris swept on both sides of the formation, and the invisible wind element surrounded the entire formation, vigilant , guarding.

The green-eyed prisoner in the middle of the line looked calm, his steps were steady, his eyes were calm, and there was no sign of panic.This performance, which was very different from other condemned prisoners, made Sasha even more uneasy, and his slender fingers tightly grasped the saber at his waist.

This incident is of great importance, and no mistakes will be tolerated. Many nobles, headed by the Xi Rui family, have targeted him openly and secretly. His Majesty is also quite dissatisfied with his recent series of mistakes. As for the rebels, the Ampere family will be severely punished. Although I know that the method I am currently using to search for the rebels is inappropriate, but in the face of His Majesty's wrath, I have no choice.

It is his only chance to make a comeback when Sharamon is pushed to take the blame. The generals of the enemy country colluded with the rebels to murder the beloved red rose of the empire. This can deepen the people's resentment towards Gaston and increase their recognition of this war. It also helps to divert public opinion's attention from itself, making the rebels a topic of people's attention again.

Almost at the execution ground, Sasha took a deep breath to ease his tense nerves, but suddenly saw the side face of Paris concentrating on controlling the elements. The familiar expression increased the similarity of the face, and Sasha suddenly shuddered. Taking a deep breath, he wanted to think of the nightmare that had tormented him for a long time.

At this moment, billowing smoke and dust instantly rose from the road, and a row of cavalrymen attacked from the side of the city defense team. In the blink of an eye, the leading knight had already chopped down two soldiers, and the cavalry team quickly divided into small groups, like black blades, The team of the city defense army was divided, and Sasha was trapped in the middle by three cavalrymen. Well-trained long swords attacked from different directions, piercing his throat, wrist, and heart. , For a while, even with the strength of his great sword master, he couldn't get rid of the siege in an instant.

Taking advantage of the panic of the city defense army, a knight broke away from the team and rushed towards Charamon in the center of the city defense army at an alarming speed. When the surrounding soldiers tried to approach him, they seemed to encounter invisible barriers and were knocked away one after another.

Seeing the opportunity, Sharamon raised the shackles and slammed them hard at the guards beside him. Avoiding the long sword, he strangled a soldier with an iron chain around his neck, and swept him around like a large weapon. Clear a space.

At this time, the knight had already rushed in front of Sharamon. He stretched out his right hand, grabbed Sharamon's right hand, and pulled him towards the horse. Saramon jumped up and sat sideways on the horse's back. With his arms wrapped around the front, he couldn't grasp his balance due to the force of the pull just now, and the knight who swayed from side to side controlled the rein.

Seeing the urgent roar, Sasha slashed with his epee repeatedly, forcing the knights around him away, and rushed towards Charamon.Paris on the side also completed the release of the protective wind wall around him, and began to chant the tornado spell in a low voice, and a huge number of wind elements gradually gathered in his hands.

The knights on the side began to gather a team and surrounded Sharamon, blocking the swords from the surroundings for him who was temporarily disabled, and separated several people to block in front of Sasha again.The city defense army finally came to their senses and began to outflank the black armored knights by virtue of their strength.For a moment, blood splattered, several horses were injured in their legs, and the knights on the horses had no choice but to fall to the ground, fighting hand-to-hand with the enemy.

The situation turned straight down, the forward momentum of the cavalry team was seriously hindered, and Sasha chased closer and closer behind him.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Paris's tornado was released quickly again. The huge whirlwind swept all the way, and many city defense troops who had no time to escape were drawn into the attack range of the storm, screaming one after another.The soldiers of Salaman, who were entangled with the cavalry, avoided this situation one after another. The cavalry also speeded up and galloped on the road that was temporarily given up. However, the tornado was already approaching behind them, and the hurried horseshoes The sound can hardly cover up the sharp wind.

However, when the tornado touched the last cavalryman in the team, it seemed to be drawn by some strange force. The speed of the originally rotating wind column suddenly slowed down, and it turned into a strong wind and blew towards Charamon under the surprised eyes of everyone. In the light cavalry battalion, the experienced fighters quickly reacted, took advantage of the situation and bent down, rushing forward with the help of the wind.

Paris didn't expect his own magic to have such an effect. He was slightly stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth bitterly, and chanted the spell of the forbidden spell of the wind system. Roll up a thin layer of dust.

Sasha's relaxed expression suddenly tightened. Seeing that he was too late to catch up, he let go of his epee and threw it fiercely at the figure of Charamon in the middle of the team, while shouting reflexively: "Use magic quickly, Fran!" De! Hurry up!"

The metal slashed through the air, making a piercing sound. Xia Lamon was unable to move, so he hurriedly let go of the reins, raised the shackles, and blocked the blow from the heavy sword. The sword cut a deep crack.At the same time that the epee fell to the ground, Xia Lamon struggled hard, and the iron chain was completely broken.

The knight in front of him turned his head at the same time and stood up on his horseback.He put his arms together, pointed in the direction of Paris, spread his fingers, and then pressed down hard. At this moment, the restless wind elements suddenly stopped, and the blue eyes exposed from the helmet had a mocking smile He glanced at the flustered Sasha and the shocked Paris, and then clasped his palms. The elements were drawn by a stronger and more persistent force, and quickly returned to their original positions. The soldiers were blowing all over the place.

Gaston's cavalry rushed forward under the cover of sand and dust.

The incomparable knight just released the floating spell after casting the spell, but he didn't want the horse to jolt and nearly fell off the horse. Sharamon opened his hands that had just been released, and held his waist to help him sit still. There was a bit of teasing and helplessness in the always quiet voice: "Haven't you learned how to ride a horse?"

Flender's muffled voice came through the helmet: "I've learned it, it happened suddenly just now."

Sharamon looked at Flender, whose back was tense and was holding the rein stiffly, and shook his head silently. At best, he could only keep from falling off his horse, far from "learned" Standard, far from it.

The Elf King laughed arrogantly in Flender's mind, 'Ah, little Flender, your ex-lover still misses you!This proves that you were still very attractive back then, so that’s right. The key part of the rebirth story is to find out that the betrayed lover in the previous life is actually an infatuated kind. '

The corner of Flender's mouth curved into a sneer, "Your Majesty, I'm past the age of believing stories."As for Sasha, he's just been with me for many years and he's used to asking me to clean up the mess when he can't handle it.I still have this self-knowledge.Don't expect me to stage for you any misunderstanding and reunion bridge. '

"But little Fran, you're still giving him face. Whenever he calls you, you use magic obediently..."

"How did you connect with my light cavalry battalion?" Sharamon's voice came from behind, and the deep voice caused the chest to vibrate slightly.

"Ah, I heard on the street that you were going to be hanged yesterday. I don't know if the news is true or not, so I went to your light cavalry battalion to verify. Fortunately, some of the knights were from the last time we avoided Salaman's pursuit. Those who met me knew me, so they let me join today's action."

Flender omitted part of the content. In fact, his negotiations with the Light Cavalry Battalion were not very smooth.Gaston's cavalry generally did not have a good opinion of the Salamans, and this incident involved the safety of their most respected general, so their attitude towards Flanders was not polite at all.If he hadn't patiently restrained his temper, explained the stakes in detail, used a few wind spells to prove his strength, and dealt with the Salaman soldiers who had been tracking and monitoring the Qingcai Battalion, maybe he would have to fight with the Qingcai Battalion first. There was a fight.

"...Thank you." After a long silence, Sharamon spit out these two words. "I'll let them make amends to you when I find time." The soldiers of their own family knew for themselves that Charamon could roughly guess how Flender was treated.

"No, it's not appropriate to do this from your standpoint. I'll handle the matter of venting my anger myself." Flender narrowed his eyes slightly, with a calm and determined expression.

"Ah, little Fran, at this time you should show your broad mind and say something like this is what you should do and I won't mind, so as to increase the favorability of General Beauty towards you..."

’ But actually I do mind. ’ Flender thought of those aggressive knights, his eyes darkened, ‘But I will be careful. '

'Ah la.Little Fran...I really don't know what to say about you...'

"General, now Salaman's main focus is to deal with the rebels, so at this time, the royal family dare not transfer that forbidden spell mage out of the country, so you'd better take a shortcut and leave Salaman as soon as possible."

"Well, I plan to go back to Gaston."

Flender pondered for a while, "Then I'll send you to the border between Gaston and Salaman."

Sharamon gave Flender a slightly surprised look, then nodded in understanding.

'Little Fran, aren't you going to Gaston? '

"Gaston can be said to be Sharamon's territory. He has his own influence there. He should have his own purpose in picking this opportunity to go back. I'm afraid it will only add to the chaos." '

'Alas, don't you suddenly get worried again and sneak up to Gaston in the middle of the night to find your pretty general. '

"Your Majesty, compared to you, Sharamon is more reassuring to me. After all, he has been a general for so long, and his methods may not be weaker than those nobles.This time it happened because he was unprepared for a while and he was in Salaman, so he was so passive.But once he returned to Gaston and regained his military power, no matter how noisy the nobles were, they would not be able to do anything to him. '

The surroundings became quiet, and the sounds of hoofbeats and armor clashing clearly reached Flender's ears. The rustling of the leaves and the regular panting of the horses reminded Flender of the time when he was in Gass not long ago. Dayton evaded Salaman's pursuit.The chest behind him was still warm, and there was no barrier from the armor; the arms surrounding him were still strong, and there was no such pungent bloody smell as last time.

Flender couldn't help an inappropriate smile.There was a low vibration from the chest I was relying on, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, I just thought that we were all in a mess when we saw you these few times, either in a cell or on the run."

After a period of silence behind him, Flender could feel Sharamon's slight embarrassment and amusement. After a while, his voice sounded again, "After this incident is over, I will host a banquet to entertain you at the General's Mansion."

"Okay, I will definitely go to the appointment." Flender smiled more and more happily. He bent down, took out a piece of flint and some wormwood powder from the horse's pocket, rubbed them slightly in the palm of his hand, and then pressed them with both hands. The shackles holding Sharamon, a faint blue flame ignited on the strong iron chain, turning black and becoming brittle at a speed visible to the naked eye. "I'll help you take off the shackles first."

When the flames burned out, Sharamon exerted a little force, and the shackles that had trapped him for a long time broke into pieces and fell.He straddled his legs and adjusted his posture on the horse with a handsome movement, "Do you know alchemy?"

"Well, I'm minoring in alchemy." Flender immediately changed his posture, leaned his head back slightly, and closed his eyes to recall what he saw in the library: "It's just the surface."