Before he was crowned king II

"Leave the rest to me to finish. I've already arranged a place for you,? I'll pick you up right away when everything in the capital is over. Believe me, we won't be apart for too long."

Mars put his hand lightly on the window sill of the carriage, looked at the groom sitting in front, and said softly, "Let's go..."

The black wheels were rolling,? Under the watchful eyes of Mars, the carriage quietly left the St. Via Palace before dawn, and headed for the towering gray wall.

Sean lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the silent street that was rapidly retreating. Except for the homeless people who huddled in the corner and dozed off, there were no pedestrians on the street of San Via.

"My lord,? We are ordered by His Highness Mars to escort you out of the capital safely."

When approaching the "Gate of St. Via", the carriage stopped, and a team of five rode close to Sean's position.

"Okay, please? Please escort me out safely." Sean nodded slightly.

"Yes, my lord." Those people scattered, rearranged their formation, and protected Sean's carriage in the middle.

"Leave the city..." Following a loud command, the wheels of the carriage rolled again.

Seeing that the carriage passed through the gate of St. Via smoothly, Sean also lowered the curtain, retracted his gaze, and looked at the person sitting opposite.

"I didn't expect the silver-haired boy to dismiss your official position so quickly and drive you out of the capital."

Herrell crossed her arms and leaned lazily on the soft cushion, "Isn't it because he's tired of you?"

"I proposed it on my own initiative. I don't have enough time. The capital city is no longer a safe place. In order to avoid implicating Duke Oscar, I want to go to the front line as soon as possible and join Kaisen and the others."

"You are really confident in your own charm." Herrell snorted coldly, "It seems that His Royal Highness is already your "subject under the skirt", why do you still hide? "

"Emotion is a double-edged sword, just like the distance between love and hate is one step away." Sean said, "I like it now, not always, and it doesn't mean I will like it forever. I will not entrust my safety to others Asylum, because it is a very unwise choice."

"You were still sober, I thought you had fallen into this love game."

Herrera's face softened slightly, "But what excuse are you going to use to escape... His Royal Highness wants to hide you in his private territory."

He played with his long golden hair that was hanging down, and the smooth and soft hair was twirling around his fingertips, "What are you thinking about? Even if Oscar makes arrangements, he can't just take you away."

"Abducting... a good way."

"Are you serious?" Herrell couldn't help frowning, he thought Sean would have a more ingenious arrangement.

"What do you think of my performance these days?" Sean didn't answer, but changed the question.

"It's so bad that even the devil can't stand it anymore." Heleer expressed the affirmation from the devil, "From the inside to the outside, it's really bad. If you cut your heart out, it will probably come out with a rotten stench Poisonous juice! But I think you are a lot more pleasing because of it."

"Thank you..." Sean gladly accepted Herrell's unrecognizable evaluation.

"Yes, that's right, that's the tone." Heller thought for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands, "It's really annoying, I've observed it several times, whenever you put on such an indifferent attitude Sometimes, the person opposite you can't help but have the urge to teach you a lesson."

"I know, I'm deliberately attracting their hatred." Sean raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Herrell's cold face twitched a little. He didn't believe that such a thing would be considered by the other party.

The corner of Sean's mouth hooked slightly: "Yes, if there is not enough hatred, they probably wouldn't—"

The carriage suddenly lost its balance and shook desperately. It seemed that a terrible accident had happened outside.

- A huge stone fell from the sky, blocking their way without warning.

The groom panicked and controlled the horse, and the next moment he saw a group of weird people with their faces covered rushing up from both sides of the road, all with magical lights of various colors shining in their hands.

"What's the situation! Who are you!" The escorts tensed up, each drawing out their Mithril swords.

"The ones who sent you to hell." One of the weirdos responded in a low voice, "Destroy them."

"Protect the carriage! Protect Lord Sean!"

The shouts were quickly swallowed up by terrifying magic explosions.The mithril swords of the guardians can ignore magic damage below level [-]. They cooperated tacitly and split the flying fireballs and wind blades with their silver swords.

However, the carriage was quickly set ablaze, and the number of these attackers far exceeded the number of people they defended.

"My lord, please leave quickly! We will buy you time!" The guard kicked open the door of the carriage, dragged the frightened young man into the smoldering carriage, and helped him onto his horse.

"We must not let the people in the carriage escape! Chase!" Seeing that the blond youth was about to flee on horseback, the leading attacker immediately got on his horse and wanted to rush up and give chase.

bang bang bang!Gunshots resounded throughout the forest, and escorts were found to stop them. Those people no longer cared about the movement, and directly took out the firearms hidden under the cloak to shoot.

Soon, the five escorts and a groom all lost the ability to resist and collapsed in a pool of blood.

The horseshoes beat on the potholed road like drums.Seeing that the target in front was running farther and farther, the pursuer behind him let go of the horse rope in his hand, and steadily picked up the firearm that was originally erected in his arms.

He is not only superb in riding skills, but also has a very high level of shooting. Even on a bumpy horseback, he still locks the cross of aiming firmly on the body of the prey.

Sean didn't seem to notice the danger behind him, he didn't look back at all, and looked extremely embarrassed from a distance.

"Don't try to run..." the man muttered in a low voice.

The horse neighed in grief, and the figure on the horse was thrown off violently, fell into the dust, and rolled around in the weeds for a few times before stopping.

The chasing crowd soon followed and stopped slowly not far from the prey.

They formed a circle, surrounding the young man lying on the grass.Sean Miller was surrounded.Their mission of revenge this time was only short of the last step and ended smoothly.

"Raise your head..." The leader gave the order coldly. In order to be sure, he wanted to confirm the identity of the young man again before shooting the young man.

Sean struggled to prop up his body. He raised his worn and bleeding arms. His hands were dusty and mixed with dirty blood, as if he was raising his hands in surrender.

"I make you look up!" the leader repeated impatiently.

"Why don't you shoot?" The young man sitting on the ground finally raised his head. His face was a little dirty, but he still looked elegant and calm.

The leader frowned tightly, looking at the youth surrounded by them.He had removed many thorns for the Coleridge Chamber of Commerce, but he had never seen such a calm, like a bottomless sea.

There is nothing but clumps of wormwood in the wilderness.There is a rough wasteland under the feet, the sun has just risen in the sky, and there are not even a few birds in the air.

They specifically choose to shoot here to ensure that the target prey has no chance of escaping from their palms.

"Are you Sean Miller?" The leader asked in a low voice, and he began to doubt in his heart. The calm attitude of the other party made him feel a little wrong.

"I'm Sean Miller, the person you want to kill." The young man raised his hands and said lightly, "I know you have been watching me for many days, on the roof, in the stables, in the sink, and pretending to be Different people passed by me, presumably they have been waiting for me to escape from the capital. Now, you can do it."

"You know we're watching you?" The leader felt more and more strange, he couldn't figure out why the other party would seek his own death.

"Yeah, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I thought it would be in a more remote place, but I didn't expect you to be so impatient."

The blond young man glanced left and right at these uniformly dressed strange people, "It's really thrilling, there are nearly 20 people, - half magicians, - half musketeers. It seems that the rich people in the Coleridge Chamber of Commerce really hate me. It's to the bone."

"You've messed with the wrong person, young man. You shouldn't have provoked the Coleridge Chamber of Commerce. Against such a behemoth, it will only be an ant like you that will be crushed."

The leader didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, he planned to kill the guy in front of him immediately, cut off the opponent's head, and then return to the capital to receive his own generous reward.

"It's too late, it's too late to shoot now." Sean said suddenly, and the wind blew his golden hair, shining brightly.

The vision of everyone on horseback became blurred, and the firearm slipped from their hands weakly.

The leader understood that the youth was not running away at all, but led them into a trap prepared in advance.

"Indecision is fatal to the enemy." Sean put down his upstretched hands and stood up from the ground: "I may be an ant. But compared with the whole world, I'm afraid I can't regard the Coleridge Chamber of Commerce as a For giants."

Sean bent down, picked up the gun in the leader's arms, and accurately pierced the beating heart of the opponent.

"Sorry, Lord Sean, we are late." The thick sagebrush was brushed away with one hand, and Lin Lin and the other three elves from the Mirror Palace came out, "Please hand them over to us."

After a while, Sean threw the gun back on the ground, acquiescing.

Lin Lin lowered his head and looked at the people who fell asleep on the ground. He moved his fingers, and soon a few slender vines emerged from the soil, taking off the masks these people used to hide.

"They are all experienced and notorious bounty hunters. They are indeed the most suitable characters to be bought by the Coleridge Chamber of Commerce. Unfortunately, they messed with the wrong person this time."

Lin Lin raised her head, smiled at Sean and said, "We will return them to the earth and become part of the fertile soil. Please rest assured that there will be absolutely no traces left behind."

"Those who accompanied me, please bury them properly. Please."

Sean nodded slightly, and disappeared into the wilderness along the traces of the wormwood bushes.

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