Chapter 6: Weird Seal ()

Thinking of this, General Kate suddenly opened his eyes, raised his big sword standing on the ground and knocked on the head of the poor little messenger who was still closing his eyes and waiting for death. He asked in a tone as plain as possible: "Have you ever seen the person standing in the air wearing golden armor? Or, do you think he looks like someone who has appeared in our military camp?"

After saying that, General Kate pouted and smiled mockingly. How could this be possible? Maybe he was really confused? If the legendary literary failure, martial arts were not good, and he would eat, drink, have nothing to do all day, and occasionally be clever. The idiot Little Duke Lei Ming, who is like a waste, can stand in the air, then wouldn't everyone in the world become a holy level? General Kate touched his forehead with a self-deprecating self.

But what is the origin of this holy-level existence that is still in the flames? And why burn this battlefield? Is it an enemy or a friend? General Kate is very troubled. Since he is destined to be covered by Duke Rethy's anger, General Kate is completely relieved; what he is concerned about now is why this suddenly arrived holy-level existence came here. He - Kate Brooks Green, must be responsible for these warriors who follow him. If the holy-level who is in the flames is an enemy, then he must come up with a countermeasure to ensure the safety of his troops.

Just as General Kate frowned and pondered, the poor little messenger in front who was lying on the ground, who was just closing his eyes and waiting for death, suddenly spoke: "Kay... General Kate, that... I think... well... I may have really seen the holy level still on the battlefield, he... well..." The poor little messenger tried his best to consider his words, for fear that his words would anger the irritable general in front of him again.

But General Kate did not have such good patience. He began to stutter when he heard the little messenger talking. He didn't get angry. He reached out and raised the little messenger who was kneeling in front of him, and raised him in front of him, shouted in an almost roaring voice: "Tell me well! Where have you seen that holy level? When did you see it? Did he come to our military camp? Why didn't you report it?"

Now General Kate has completely eliminated the possibility that the saint-level existence in golden armor is the little Duke of Thunder. As I said, if the waste can also become a saint-level, then wouldn’t this Canglan Continent be in chaos long ago?

The poor little messenger was lifted by General Kate and struggled to thrust General Kate with his hands to grab his hand. The feeling of holding his breath was almost suffocating him.

General Kate gently put the poor little messenger on the ground. He knew that now was not the time to get angry, he needed information now! All information about this holy-level existence!

"Ha...ha...ha..." After being untied, the poor little messenger took a few deep breaths and looked up to see General Kate's eyes staring at him with sharp sword. This time he did not dare to neglect, no longer considering the vocabulary, nor any effect of shocking the world and crying ghosts. He quickly stood up and reported loudly to General Kate in front of him as if he was in the order report: "I think the person who is now in the flames on the battlefield is the wasteful little duke who has been protected by Captain Castros for this period of time!"

"Evidence!" General Kate asked at the top of his voice. Although he was full of shock, there was no sign of General Kate's face at this moment. He needed evidence to prove what the little messenger said, because it not only concerns his personal safety and his personal guards, but also the safety of his entire army - if this holy-level existence is the enemy.

"Yes! Because this waste little duke tried to disrupt the order of the military camp a few days ago and teased us a lot, last night I used ink oil to draw a piece of shit behind him! And the holy level on the battlefield just now was not covered by the fire, under the light of the fire, I clearly saw a burning pattern behind him. Although his voice was a little different from before, I thought there would be no mistake, that kind of...well...only I can draw it!" The little messenger said with his word, and his voice was loudly reported to General Kate. Even the soldiers who were standing around who were unknown to the truth began to laugh.

Ink oil is a combustion aid on Canglan Continent and is mined in the deep mountains. In most cases, it is used to make fire, but because of its difficult-to-scrub properties, sometimes military soldiers will use it to smear flags or make pranks.

"Hmm!" General Kate coughed dryly, calmed down a little. He turned around and asked the captain of the guard standing behind him, "Castros! Did you indeed see the paintings of this boy behind the little Duke Leiming today?"

"Well... this... is... yes..." The stuttering disease seemed to be somewhat contagious. Now even the Captain Castros, who has always been decisive, was a little vague when answering General Kate's question. However, no matter what, because of the reply from this little messenger, the depressed atmosphere around him was finally relieved.

"Talk me well!" General Kate began to roar.

"Yes! This morning, I did see a pattern painted by someone in ink on the back of the little Duke Lei Ming. At that time, my subordinates thought it was painted by the little Duke Lei Ming himself, so I didn't ask!" Captain Castros replied with a stern look. However, anyone could hear the loopholes in his voice. After all, who would have nothing to do to draw a piece of feces behind his back? It seems that Captain Castros's personal guard has been tricked by this silly little Duke for a while, so he did not remind him.

"Are you sure that the pattern was drawn by you?" General Kate turned around and asked the little messenger again.

"Yes, general! That pattern was often drawn when I was at home. I haven't painted it since I arrived at the military camp, so it's impossible for anyone to imitate it!" After the little messenger said that, he squatted down and drew such a pattern on the ground with his fingers.

"It's such a general!" After finishing drawing, the poor little messenger stood up, saluted General Kate and continued to answer.

Anyone behind General Kate who could see the pattern drawn by the little messenger suppressed the smile on his face and dared not laugh out loud. Because the little messenger's piece... well... the drawing is really - so fucking like it!

"Oh? Did you draw it? I asked why the back was so easily ignited, it turned out to be ink." A voice came from the sky with a light flutter.

What? General Kate was shocked! He hurriedly picked up his sword and pointed it into the air. At this moment, a man in golden armor was standing in the air just ten meters away from the ground. General Kate looked serious and was approaching him quietly. He was so close to him that General Kate didn't even notice it. General Kate believed that with his level seven warrior's strength, I'm afraid that few people in the entire Flame City could do this. But now, this person in the air did it!

Although he was identified by a small messenger, General Kate still couldn't believe that this rumored waste duke actually had the strength of the holy level.

"Haha, don't be excited. Don't you know me anymore? Captain Castros?" As he said, the man in golden armor slowly landed on the ground. Under the reflection of the firelight in the military camp, the people around him finally saw the man's face clearly.

This is a handsome and flawless face. The light blue hair scattered through the golden helmet pressed on the head, scattered on the man's shoulders. The whole body shines with metallic light. The body stands straight, and the gorgeous armor tailor-made on his body is like a god descending to earth. But.
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