MTL - Assassin’s Chronicle-Chapter 16 More girls

Sol's home is not small, it is a semi-garden building of half-castle, and across the street is the magical union of the Mao Empire, backed by the San Francesco, which is below the palace.

St. Francis Hill was named after the human leader of the millennium, Francisco. At that time, Francis led 30,000 people to fight the Mozu, fighting for a whole month, all killed here, no one surrendered. And no one escaped.

An Fei looked up at St. Francis Hill and listened to Sol. After the founding of the Mao Empire, the palace was built on the hill of San Francesco. After hundreds of years of construction, the mountain was almost hollowed out. . The current palace has thousands of large and small rooms, some of which are inside, and even facilities such as museums and libraries.

There are many magical arrays built in the palace, almost every other three floors, straight through the depths of the earth, this is the passage for the royal family members to escape after the enemy method master successfully released the large curse. Although the great magician sneaked into the enemy capital, the success rate of releasing the large curse is very low, but it is not impossible. There have been similar things in history, so it is necessary to do a good job of prevention.

It turns out that people in this world are living in the shadow of the 'nuclear bomb'! An Fei sighed in his heart.

"Is the father coming back? Is it really the father who came back?" Suddenly, a series of sounds like jaundice were heard in front.

"Niya!" Saul showed a cheerful smile on his face.

With the cheers, a figure jumped out from the front, made two steps in two steps, and rushed into Saul's arms.

At this time, An Fei’s gaze was transferred from St. Francis Hill to the coming person. The other’s face could not be seen, but she had the same blond hair as Sol. In the impression of Anfei, the blonde’s hair was mostly It is a roll. The woman's hair is smooth and long, and it is like a golden satin behind her.

The old butler with a smile came out from the front, just now he first told the good news to Niya.

"Niya, he is your Uncle Ernest." Sol made the introduction.

"Hello, Uncle Ernest," Niya said politely.

"This is A Fei, my new student. He will live with us all in the future."

"Hello." Niya's eyes turned to ALFY.

"Miss Niniya, hello." Anfei stuttered and said: "This is the gift I gave you, I hope you like it." At this time, An Fei discovered that Niya’s eyes are also genetically self-sacred. Er, the light blue eyes are very smart, coupled with the towering nose, and the meager, full of **** lips, Sol did not say big words, Niya is indeed a heart-rending beauty.

"Thank you." Niya took over the magic bracelet, and the white, smooth hand gently moved, the magic bracelet disappeared, and I thought I was received in the space ring.

An Fei has been paying attention to the look of Niya. He knows what kind of gift the magic bracelet is. Niya has no contempt for the eyes. Of course, there is no joy. It is reasonable to say that like the Niya family, Miss Universe, seeing the gift of the Metropolis dismissive, and Niya's performance is much more than the expectations of Anfei, not bad, this Niya is a very educated woman.

"Niya, you take the guests around and walk around. I have to go to the palace to see you, and come back later."

"Going away?" Niya shook her head. "No."

"Obvious." Sol whispered something in the ear of Niya, Niya's eyes brightened, and looked at Ernest without hesitation.

Sol saw a successful transfer of Niya's attention, a smug smile, then transported the floating technique, rose to the air, and flew straight to St. Francis.

An Fei's line of sight fell on the waist of Niya, where a long sword was hung. The sharp edge of the blade could not be seen naturally, but the hilt was very simple, and there was no inlaid ornament for the girl. Judging a person's personality has multiple channels, eyes, living environment, living habits, and even everyday wear of jewelry, these can provide certain information, willing to wear such a sword, at least that Niya is not a frivolous girl. Waiting for a long sword? Is this Niya a swordsman? No wonder! No wonder Saul always said that no one inherited his magical knowledge, it turned out that his daughter turned out to be a swordsman!

An Fei’s eyes showed a smile, and he looked at Ernest. It’s rare to see such a sharp and sensitive person like An Fei. Ernest doesn’t understand why the girl is staring at it with strange eyes. Look at yourself, but his look is still so calm, no change.

"Uncle Ernest, are you going to take a break first, or do you have a look around with me?" Niya said in a very respectful tone.

"Whatever." Ernest said faintly.

This can make Niya hard to live, what is it casual! She had to look at Anfei: "Hello, Ann"

"An Fei." An Fei kindly reminded him.

"An Fei, do you have to take a break first, or do you have a look around with me?"

"casual."

"You" Niya couldn't help but look at An Fei. She didn't dare to be rude to her father's friend, but it was another thing for her father's students. Don't say that the magical fluctuations on this guy are too weak, even if that The two guys who have become the first-order magician are also honest in front of themselves! She is the jewel of Sol's great magician. Who dares to make her unhappy? !

"Master Fei Fei, you still have to turn around at home with the young lady, familiar with it." The old butler quickly stood up and played the round.

"Okay." Anfei nodded very cheerfully.

"Hey!" Niya made a low inaudible snoring, and when she turned to look at Ernest, the expression on her face had turned into a flattering smile: "Uncle Ernest, you too come together."

"Yeah." Ernest is still so indifferent.

In fact, this is only the appearance of Ernest. In front of people who don't know, Ernest always has a cold look. In front of very familiar people, his words are incredibly more. An Fei has seen many times that Ernest and Sol are together to compete with each other. He even has experience as a referee.

"Uncle Ernest, go here." Niya was happy to start the guide.

A group of four people was divided into two groups. Ernest followed Niya, and Anfei deliberately fell behind a few steps, walking alongside the old housekeeper, and questioning various problems intentionally or unintentionally.

An Fei talked with the old housekeeper while paying attention to the conversation in front. After listening for a while, the interest was a few steps behind and the distance was opened.

Perhaps because of worship, Niya's words are not ordinary!

"Uncle Ernest, does your sword have a name?"

"No."

"Can I have a look?"

"No."

"Uncle Ernest, my father said that you are the most outstanding swordsman, and the most hopeful person in the world to become a sword saint. I have worshipped you since I was a child. Can you teach me some swordsmanship?" Ernest's indifference Did not let the warm Niya retreat, but instead straightforwardly put forward their wishes.

"You haven't heard any rumors about me?"

"I heard that."

"Then you still want to learn swords from me?"

"What do you mean by those things? Hey, Uncle Ernest, my father said that things that the eyes see are not necessarily true. I heard that things can't be easily believed! But I believe that father, you are him. Friends, so I believe in you too! I have argued with my friends a few days ago. I said that since you dare to go to the Eric empire and fight with Jerowick, you will never make a conspiracy. It must be Jeromeck is afraid of you and deliberately frame you, he is the real coward!"

"" Ernest is silent.

"Uncle Ernest, can I have a look at your sword?" The young girl turned the subject back.

"My sword has nothing to look at." Ernest's tone has obviously eased.

"Let's take a look!" Many words of the girl playing snakes with the stick, actually began to spoil.

"" Ernest pulled out the sword with helplessness.

"Uncle Ernest, your sword is too ordinary, it is not worthy of your identity!" The words of the girl's eyes were rounded, as if they could not believe their eyes.

"Sword is just a sword," Ernest said faintly. Some truths do not understand, at least there is no way to explain this girl to the white, relying on foreign objects, he will never be able to break through the realm of the great swordsman!

"Uncle Ernest, you can see my sword!" Many girls took out their long swords with their backhands, slamming, and the air rang like a tearing whistle. The sword was like water. The sword's front exudes a strong magical wave, which turned out to be a magical sword!

"Good sword!"

"Uncle Ernest, I am giving you!" The girl is very generous.

"Well? I don't need it."

"You're welcome, Uncle Ernest, this is my heart."

"I really don't need it."

"Uncle Ernest, my father said, let me treat you as a dear, this is your home, you are welcome!" The girl is very tenacious.

"But I really don't need it."

"Uncle Ernest, you will be sad like this!"

"I really"

"I will cry!" Many girls bit their lips.

"I" Ernest has two big heads. If he changes his personal, he can leave it, but the girl in front is the jewel of his old friend, and his character is innocent and romantic, and he is more convinced that he is inside. Ster’s personality even argued with friends that Ernest didn’t want Niya to be sad, but he really didn’t need this magic sword! !

"Well, I took it." Ernest took over the magic sword.

"Oh." Many words of the girl broke into laughter: "Uncle Ernest, can you teach me swordsmanship?" The original magic sword is a gift from the teacher. It is just a blink of an eye to ask for it. Is it too much? It’s always a bit of a city, a bit deep, right?

"Okay." Ernest nodded helplessly.

"Uncle Ernest"

"Uncle Ernest"