Your Highness, Don't Be Like This Chapter 413

After the guards pressed up the people wearing hoods, they bound them with charms and pressed them to the ground. Immediately, another group cast a spell on the strange pillars in the stands.

Before long, the pillars began to freeze, and it seemed that after the execution curse was ready, the guards would tie the prisoners to the pillars.

Seeing this scene, there was a commotion among the onlookers in the audience. The wizard guards in the sky were also a little nervous.

At this moment, violent gusts of wind blew on the square, and the crowd looked up in amazement and found that it was a huge demonized fire dragon.

The size of this fire dragon is unusually huge, far more than three times that of a normal fire dragon! And its body was wet, as if there were many living creatures writhing on its body. Take a closer look, it seems that there are many starfish and eyes growing on its body!

This seems to be a dragon that has been'blessed' by the abyss evil god!

It gradually landed near the stands, and its head stopped above Baron Alfie.

After inciting a few wings, the magic power swept toward the crowd with that cold gaze.

At this moment, in the aura of the abyss exuded by this magical power, an uncontrollable sense of fear was born in people's hearts. If it weren't for all the people here are wizards with magical powers, there are already people who have lost their minds in the spiritual pollution of the ancient gods of the abyss.

After seeing this dragon, Chris's face was very ugly. Doubts also arose in my heart.

The dragon is still alive, so "Roy" failed?

But who is "Roy" next to him? !

But the situation is too late to discuss this matter-it can't be played today!

Although Chris and the others have 'woke up', they are a group of wizards who can't even use 'Apparition'. They have no talent for magic power, but they have not learned a few spells, nor have they conducted systematic training.

There is no suitable wand and French armor. Not even a magic broom!

Coupled with this magic power-let alone whether everyone can beat the Baron, once the fight is started, the Red Pearl Fort will destroy the life!

There is no doubt that even if the gray gloves hidden in the crowd today stand up at all costs, it will be difficult to defeat the Baron.

The wisest decision now is to change the plan, preserve the vitality, and consider the long-term.

Chris negotiated with his surrounding friends, and then some gray gloves got into the crowd to inform the local revolutionary forces that they had changed their plans.

Chris gets busy here, but Louis beside Chris has been watching the stands.

The little girl who was led to the stands by Baron Alfie at this time showed a look of horror after seeing the eyes of the huge dragon above her head.

The benevolent Baron Alfie knelt down and comforted her softly.

"Little Amy, don't be afraid.'Sir Gart' (the name of the dragon) only kills bad guys. It won't hurt you."

"But, but, Lord Alfie. Why do you want to tie those people to the pole? Are you going to kill them?"

"Amy, they are all bad guys. They are all dark wizards-your parents died because of them-don't cry, Amy. I will find the remaining dark wizards for you and avenge your parents. "

'Black Wizard' seems to be a term that scares the people of Irilinda—especially in recent years.

After hearing this word, little Amy trembled like a malnourished kitten in fear.

However, under the comfort of Baron Alfie, little Amy quickly raised a trace of courage, her body gradually stopped trembling, rubbing the tears in her eyes, and nodded to Baron Alfie.

The benevolent Baron Alfie is indeed a good man, and he has taken great care of Amy these days. This allowed little Amy to find a sense of security and support from the elder brother.

Baron Alfie nodded, and he continued to Amy:

"Amy, you saw the appearance of those dark wizards last night, didn't you?"

"Amy and Amy often see them." Amy said timidly: "They, they often come to Amy's house. They, they used to seem to be very friendly to Amy and Amy's mom and dad. .."

Having said this, Amy's voice had begun to choke, and her eyes were full of tears, but she contained the sadness and pain in her heart and did not cry.

Seeing the pitiful look of Amy, the benevolent Baron Alfie showed a trace of anger in his eyes. He looked at the crowd in the audience and said to Amy:

"Amy, I know that they are in the crowd. They have not left here and can't leave-boldly help me identify them. With me, they dare not do anything to you."

"Yes, but there are too many people below."

"Relax, Amy. Don't be nervous." The benevolent Baron Alfie stroked Amy's head softly: "Don't sing that song in your heart-remember the faces of those dark wizards carefully, I will use magic , To help you find them out—just like those interesting tricks I performed for you before."

It seems that the benevolent Baron Alfie has performed many interesting tricks for Amy in order to get Amy out of grief and fear.

But today's "juggling" is obviously a little different.

Because it will die.

Amy hesitated, and with her tearful eyes, she looked at the people in the audience.

People are also looking at her.

At the moment when her eyes met, Amy saw the uncles and aunts—they were the same as Baron Alfie, with anger in their eyes.

"But, but, Lord Alfie. Mom told Amy that they are not black wizards."

"Amy, your parents were deceived by them—see what they did! They are not dark wizards, what else can they be?"

"Perhaps...perhaps they are just fruit growers—the uncles told Amy that they wanted to fill the sky of Hongying County with cherry blossoms again."

Some civilian wizards in the front row heard little Amy's words in vaguely. They looked at Amy with a hint of tenderness and sadness—cherry blossoms! That's right, the sky in Sakura County should be full of cherry blossoms!

But this wish may have been difficult to realize today.

They can't even save people.

"Master Alfie, you just want to talk to them, don't you? Maybe, Hongying County, there should be a variety of cherry trees... so that there will be no more disputes and bloodshed, right?"

"Amy... they want'Sakura' today, and they want to go out tomorrow, and they will kill us the day after tomorrow... Those dark wizards are insatiable, we can't compromise, and we can't let go-Amy. I don't I am willing to lie to you, as a lord, if I do not remove these cancers from Yinghong County, there will be many poor children like you lose their parents."

The benevolent Baron Alfie squatted down, grabbed Amy's shoulder, looked at her and said seriously: "Amy, relax and stop singing that song in your heart-leave the rest to me. "

[It turns out that there is a 'ballad' circulating among the 'dark wizards'. This 'ballad' is a kind of occlusion technique. It can seal people's mind and body so that evil spirits can't invade them. It also allows them to keep secrets that cannot be revealed in their hearts...

[No 'Black Wizard' has ever taught Amy's ballads, UU read www.uukanshu.com, but Amy's mother was singing this song before she died, which made Amy unable to forget it. 】

"Amy? Did you hear what I said? Trust me, I will avenge your parents."

"But... but Amy doesn't hate them, and Amy doesn't hate you either-Amy can't forget that song... Amy doesn't remember what they look like..."

Amy's eyes were full of tears, and she tried her best to contain the tears in her eyes, but the words couldn't help but choke.

At this moment, Baron Alfie looked at the stubborn little Amy, with a very disappointed look in his eyes.

[The benevolent Baron Alfie slowly stood up, disappointed to the guards not far away, and waved to Amy. Then he took out his handkerchief and wiped his noble hand...]

The guards on the sidelines were already impatient. They strode over and pulled up the little Amy who didn't know what was about to happen, and pulled him to the side of the icicle.

Amy was a little at a loss. She knew why Lord Alfie was suddenly angry, and she didn't know why the eyes of the uncles and aunts in the audience suddenly showed sadness, anger and pain.

The people under the stage had already crushed their silver teeth. They watched the aristocratic lackeys, and while laughing, they hung a big timer on Little Amy's neck. Then she violently opened her sleeve and smeared ointment on one of her arms.

Amy looked at the cool icicle, as if she knew what was going to happen. But she was very sensible, she didn't make any noise, nor did she make trouble. Because she knew that if she cried, her uncles and aunts would also cry.

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