The incarnations of the five Knights of the Round Table...
At this moment, Manolan only felt that his whole body was cold, and his hands and feet were uncontrollably stiff.
Cold sweat broke out from his forehead and slid down his cheeks.
Together with the tea party members behind him, they all held their breaths and looked surprised.
There was dead silence in the living room, and the atmosphere was eerie and depressing.
damn it!
Manolan roared inwardly.
How did things come to this? !
Three consecutive fortune-tellings were interfered with!
With so many high-ranking people taking action at the same time, the predictions I got were distorted——
Misled!
I ran into this damn trap!
He clearly knew that he had no chance of winning against the five incarnations of saints! Even if I still have the manuscript left by the president in hand, it still won't help! This is completely a one-sided crushing of fighting power, no matter how hard you struggle, nothing will change!
The most critical point is that the space here is disturbed and they cannot escape by leaping into the clouds!
The road ahead is certain to die, and the road back is cut off.
Completely finished!
Including himself, all the tea party members present were finished!
"I heard that you want to recruit Jack from our club?"
At this time, a burly Knight of the Round Table spoke with a steady and powerful voice.
He is nearly two meters tall, and his body is full of explosive muscles. He is fully armed with retro armor, and a black cloak is wrapped around his neck and chest. Only his head is exposed, with a serious and stereotyped expression on his face.
Chen Lun had previously learned that the Knight of the Round Table was named Ginsberg through the introduction of Knight Mulenga, and the other two knights he met for the first time were named Bindu and Yasmin.
Among the Knights of the Round Table, it was the five knights present who appreciated and valued Chen Lun.
"This... this is a misunderstanding, Your Majesty."
Manolan opened his mouth, his voice dry.
"Misunderstand?"
Another female knight, Yasmin, folded her elbows and said coldly.
He wore a half-open knight's helmet on his head, and the visor turned upwards, revealing a fair and delicate face. The strange long gray hair on the back of his head was braided into three braids.
"Don't think of us as fools. Since you chose to intervene in the fight for seats within the mutual aid association, you should know that the Black Knife Brotherhood and the Murder Club are mortal enemies of each other... They are on opposite sides and are trying to poach people. None of you today. Don’t even think about leaving!”
The knight Yasmin has murderous intent.
Manolan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his hands and feet were cold.
The tall Bindu knight turned his head with a smile and said to Chen Lun:
"Jack, didn't you say that the evening tea party would come with the things you need?"
"Yes, Your Majesty Bindu."
Chen Lun held his silver cane, took off his hat and smiled.
He explained to the other party, and the other four Knights of the Round Table present, that he had been stuck in Sequence 6 for some time, but lacked the extraordinary knowledge for subsequent promotions, and the Dusk Tea Party was the organization of the extraordinary people of the Destiny Path, and had what he needed.
"But detaining Andersson and Weiss and letting them be redeemed by the Dusk Tea Party with extraordinary knowledge and golden pounds is just a delaying tactic... used to buy time to convey the news to all the knights."
Chen Lun bowed slightly.
The expressions of the five Knights of the Round Table changed subtly, and they all showed kind smiles.
"You're great, Jack."
the tall Ginsburg laughed.
The appreciation of the Knights of the Round Table was very obvious. First, because Jack fulfilled his duties and did not betray the club by the temptation of the evening tea party. He even chose to fall out on the spot and detain Andersson and Weiss.
The second is that even though he knew that the other party had the knowledge of promotion, he still suppressed his own desires and desires and reported the situation to them truthfully... In fact, Jack could have reached an agreement with the Twilight Tea Party in private without their knowledge. Agreement, deliberately releasing the two people detained.
But he didn't do that.
Jack's series of operations deeply won the favor and appreciation of the five Knights of the Round Table.
"This is a loyal cadre with great potential and who knows how to assess the situation."
They silently gave this evaluation.
If we add one more sentence, it would be:
“It’s worth focusing on cultivating!”
On the other side, Manolan and others seemed a little at a loss.
The scene fell into dead silence again.
Their hearts are restless, and although they don't know what will happen next, they know clearly that nothing good will come of it.
"Where's the 'ransom' that Jack asked you to bring? Hand it over."
Knight Bindu took the lead in breaking the deadlock and turned to Manolan.
"Although I won't let you go because of this, I will be a little more polite to you in the 'communication session' later... The two things that Conspiracy Path Transcendents are best at, besides killing, are also interrogations, and you probably don't want to try it yourself. Our means, right?”
He said with a smile on his face.
When it comes to an outstanding cadre like Jack, Bindu, as a Knight of the Round Table, doesn't mind spending a little more money on his behalf. After all, even if the club rewards Jack, it won't be able to give him the extraordinary knowledge about the path to destiny he wants.
The only way to start is at the evening tea party.
"this……"
Manolan's face suddenly twisted.
The intense uneasiness made him feel confused.
When he led the team to set off, he had never thought about "ransoming people", so he didn't bring any of the extraordinary knowledge of Destiny Sequence 5 or the golden pound.
To put it into perspective, there are only hundreds of gold pound certificates in the wallet and a bag of silver coins of no more than fifty coins...
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
Manolan took a deep breath, lowered his head and said.
"Um?"
Bindu frowned slightly.
Peggy on the side sneered, pointed at the people at the evening tea party and said:
"It seems that they had no intention of negotiating with Jack from the beginning, but were prepared to use force to save people... If possible, they would even force Jack to sign some kind of contract and force him into the Twilight Tea Party."
The remaining four Knights of the Round Table looked indifferent.
"In this case, we have to go to your stronghold to look for it ourselves."
Bindu said calmly.
"Tell me everything you know, the locations of all strongholds, the specific plans with the Black Knife Brotherhood, and the list of tea party members..."
His body began to exude a strong murderous aura, and the black shadow behind him rose and swayed like a flame.
At the evening tea party, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
An overwhelming sense of oppression surged over me.
Manolan's heart was like a boat struggling in the storm on the sea. He gritted his teeth and held on, and began to pray silently to the president and the acting president.
Pray that they will hear your voice...
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In a dream of nothingness.
An unknown prosperous kingdom was bustling with people at the moment.
The widest street was crowded with people, and colorful confetti danced in the sky.
The men on the roadside crowded each other, blushing, raising their fists and shouting the names of heroes, while on the balconies of the houses on both sides, the women leaned on the stone guardrails, waving the gorgeous silks in their hands, with fascinated eyes and flushed cheeks. Red, screaming and cheering.
In the middle of the street, groups of knights sat on tall horses, their armors shining in the sun.
Behind them, hundreds of strong coolies were pulling a huge iron-paneled wooden cart, which carried the corpse of a huge evil dragon.
On the dragon's head, there is a large sword inlaid with many gems.
A handsome young man with blond hair was sitting on the head of the evil dragon, with his back leaning on a sword, waving to the surrounding civilians in response.
"Alex!"
"Our hero!"
"The savior who slays the dragon!"
Alex listened to the shouts, immersed in joy and elation.
The colorful confetti falling from the sky fell on his body, as if they were the colorful clothes of a coronation, and the cheers of the people seemed to be his praise, an epic tune that will last forever. Looking at the long stairs not far ahead, he seemed to see the beautiful princess he was about to marry standing at the door of the palace at the end.
But he didn't notice at all that among the crowded men on both sides of the road, there was a cloaked man hiding in a dark corner.
The mysterious man hidden under the cloak chuckled and said with emotion:
"I didn't expect you to have such a side..."
The story of the hero Alex slaying the dragon and saving the country spread throughout the kingdom, and the whole city cheered.
The king personally crowned him and betrothed the princess to him on the spot.
That night.
At the bonfire party in the palace courtyard, Alex was dancing with the beautiful princess, and the others applauded warmly.
Alex looked at the girl who was as close as a stone's throw away and felt his heartbeat speed up.
Sniffing the fragrance on the tip of his nose made him intoxicated.
But he soon discovered something strange, that is, looking past the princess's shoulders, he could see a man shrouded in a cloak among the onlookers, staring at him with burning eyes, neither applauding nor cheering. Seems extremely weird and suspicious.
Alex softly comforted the princess, stopped dancing, pointed at the man with a frown, and said in an accent only used by ancient nobles:
"Who are you? I don't remember seeing you in the palace."
The cloaked man stepped forward, touched his chest and saluted.
"I'm just a poor man lost in a dream..."
He pulled down the hood of his cloak, revealing the face of a man who had gone through many vicissitudes of life.
The golden hair was combed back, but there were two strands of hair messily falling down on the forehead, a little unruly in the meticulousness. The man looked a little haggard, with deep dark circles under his eyes, as if he had been lacking sleep for a long time.
The man smiled bitterly, lowered his upper body lower, and then spoke:
"Philip apologizes for accidentally entering your majesty's world."
Alex's expression became more confused, and he frowned.
"What on earth are you talking about?"
The blond man named Philip's eyes narrowed, showing a trace of confusion.
It seems that the other party's performance is different from what I expected.
But at this moment.
The cheerful laughter and applause all around disappeared instantly. The expression of the princess in front of Alex was frozen, and everyone present was still except for the two of them.
It was as if time stopped at this moment.
A silver ring slowly appeared in Alex's eyes, and his expression became indifferent, and he quietly looked at Phillip in front of him.
a long time.
"Oh it's you……"
Alex finally spoke, but his voice seemed to be a different person, solemn and indifferent, seeming close yet far away.
"It seems that you have not escaped the imprisonment of Ms. Sigh, but why are you here?"
"Your Majesty..."
Phillip opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
In the end, he just shook his head helplessly.
"Some accidents happened in the dream world. I was only temporarily out of trouble... I originally planned to find Jack and tell him something, but I didn't expect to be forcibly dragged into this dream world that belongs to you."
