Count Marseilles tried to remain calm: "If you understand the cost, you won't think it's so 'convenient'." On June 6, the journey of Count Marseille's caravan stopped. At the edge of a forest, several different energy fluctuations overlapped, like a volcanic eruption, in the perception of Count Marseille and Selena. Driving in the wilderness, Count Marseille and his men were naturally prepared to deal with attacks: Selina and the three guilty witches used discipline magic, weaving chains like a net to block the direction of the energy fluctuations; Among Count Marseille's three men, one jumped onto the roof of the car and took off the longbow on his back; one held a large shield to guard his master; and the remaining one put on boxing gloves with colorful gems inlaid on the surface. Count Marseille himself opened three large wooden boxes filled with poetry collections - poetry collections that he was required to write himself and sew with needle and thread, ready to take on the challenge. Chapter 84 Let's fight! At a time when printing technology has become popular, such an archaic and inefficient way of working is naturally the condition for Count Marseilles to activate his extraordinary power. He chose to become a poet, not only because he had a talent for writing poetry, but also to prepare himself for the extraordinary powers he would gain. The poems written by the poet carry his life, and now he has thrown them into a gamble.
When Count Marseille was preparing his "life", a blue-black torrent first emerged from the forest. Anyone could see that this was Polly Grayclaw's supernatural power "War Bringer". It can cross terrain, maneuver at high speed, and deliver supplies of unlimited number and weight (as long as the caster can withstand it), but it cannot ignore the blockade of supernatural forces. The magic performed by Selina and the three guilty witches was meant for her. As expected, the blue-black torrent turned when it came close to the convoy, looking for a flaw in the defense, but Selina instructed the Guilty Witch to shrink the chain to make the gaps in the grid smaller, leaving no chance for Polly to get in. "Intelligence shows that her body has not yet recovered and she has a limited time to carry the 'War Express'." Just as Selina said, the blue-black torrent lost its sharp momentum when it first appeared after turning three circles. Its light dimmed, revealing Polly's sturdy figure... No, not Polly, but the overlap of her figure with Corneille and Helena! Polly let out a tired sigh, and when Corneille secretly found her and said that he was going to fish out the Count of Marseille and solve the gender change of Don Rodick, she raised her hands and tail together, agreeing with Corneille's plan. There are three reasons. First, she is a warrior. Rather than winning over various groups of people and using rules, interest exchanges and conspiracies, she would rather use the sword in her hand to fight a battle of revenge. Secondly, in the social culture of the dog-people, work and being needed by others are their ways to demonstrate social value and achieve self-realization. Finally, it was after witnessing the misery of Don Rodick and the shamelessness of Count Marseilles that she developed a simple sympathy. There are many differences between the concepts of canines and humans, but some simple morals and values are universal, allowing them to transcend racial barriers and resonate with each other emotionally. So, when someone Polly didn't dislike offered her a new job, Polly took it with great enthusiasm despite her poor condition. Sister Helena's contribution was not even worth 100,000 dinars, and she was under investigation and had nothing to do in the forest farm (the aliens would not listen to her weird talk), so she was naturally willing to cooperate with Corneille's actions. Anne had final exams, and Melusina didn't like fighting, so Corneille left her and other men to defend Dias. So when the people involved in the operation met, Polly couldn't help but wonder, "Only a few of us?" "And a few helpers." "The little devil's?" Gao Naiyi was a little surprised: "You react very quickly." "Of course... No, do you take me for an idiot?!" Polly glared at Corneille, who made an apologetic gesture. Polly crossed her arms and said angrily: "Besides her family, you have no one else to borrow."
"Indeed, since Count Marseille and I are both foreigners and have no roots in the local area, only a few people are enough for this operation." "Are you sure he's alone?" Corneille replied: "Mr. Congressman is very impressive in the Federation. Behind every congressman, there are influential groups in Hessen or in the local area supporting him. But in Weite, he is just a rare treasure, because the influence of those groups cannot cover here, and Count Marseille came to Weite not to solve Mr. Tang Rodick's affairs. His team configuration is not enough to deal with the sudden crisis. As for the Triple Alliance... Miss Polly, you and Her Highness Ingrid, whom you serve, are also members of the Triple Alliance, but you are on our side. The Triple Alliance was a political entity that came together to fight against the royalists, but that did not mean that their interests overlapped in everything. An organization like this cannot be viewed as a "person", and its actions cannot be analyzed based on the person's emotions, rationality and sensibility. It has many minds, many kinds of struggles and cooperation, and the ideas it expresses externally are their common denominator, not the only and optimal solution. Therefore, the two parties both fought and cooperated, and whether fighting or cooperation, it was not based on the alliance of the three states, but on personal will. After all, the fight between us and Count Marseille has not risen to the level of a grand narrative, or a political entity expressing its will in a common denominator manner. " Polly was already confused, she signaled Corneille to shut up, and then said: "Corneille, you are taking me for a fool again! We have known each other for two months, and the sample size of observation is sufficient, so I know that whenever you talk about the same thing over and over again, it means that you want to hide something that others care about! " (Mr. Corneille, it is a pity to underestimate others. Miss Polly has a beastly intuition, and you have not been able to deceive her - please don't misunderstand, this is a compliment.) Sister Helena smiled, then quickly covered it with the back of her hand. Polly's ears and tail drooped listlessly, and she whispered: "I know, I'm not a human, but a member of the Three Kingdoms Alliance. In your eyes, I'm just a mercenary who does things for money..." "Well, I'll tell you the truth: I have a deal with the warden, so I can assess the power of Count Marseille." "Ah?!" Polly was shocked. (Don't forget, it was the information she revealed that helped us escape in the Discipline Tower.) "I do not understand……" "It's very simple. The lady has mixed feelings about Don Rodic's husband. When I showed her the evidence and made her realize that Count Marseille's unique method would kill Don Rodic, she secretly joined forces with us." Polly's eyes lit up: "So next, is she..." "No, she is still our enemy. Lady Selina has a grudge and hostility that we have not yet understood - I don't even know if this feeling is entirely directed at Mr. Don Rodick. In short, joining forces is one thing, and standing with us is another.” With Selina's help, Corneille easily grasped the movements of Count Marseille's convoy and ambush them in the most suitable terrain. Polly used her special powers to bring Corneille and Sister Helena to the front. After observing for a few seconds, Corneille raised his shield and moved forward, while the archer standing on the roof of the car took the lead in attacking him. Three arrows were shot into the sky, changing direction strangely in the air, and piercing into Corneille's field of vision from three angles. Corneille activated the "Magic Bullet Shooter", and the gust of wind blew away the arrows. The arrows flew out of Corneille's sight, but under the guidance of the archer, they reassembled in the air and turned into a short spear, passing through the wind, posing a threat again. Gao Naiyi raised his shield and heard a dull thud. The force from the shield pushed him back, and the power diminished over time.
When he was confident enough to move his shield to deflect the attack, a second impact came from the shield, which directly lifted his shield. He saw the moon about to become full in the dark night, and saw that the archer standing on the roof had abandoned his bow, his hands emitting an enchanting purple light, and the tail of the arrow on his shield also had particles of light of the same color disappearing. He saw the new enemy raising his fists, the colorful gems on his gloves lighting up one by one, and the hazy shadow of the fist was also outlined at the edge of his vision. Count Marseille and the shield-holding guards beside him all looked at him, as if waiting for the result of the fist shadow. Then Corneille smiled back at them and gestured to Sister Helena. Sister Helena raised her left arm, and her forearm detached from the elbow joint and shot out, piercing through Selena's defense like a sharp arrow, passing over the stunned shield guard and grabbing Count Marseille's neck. Helena raised her right arm, and Count Marseille rose into the air with it; she turned and threw him, and Count Marseille left the carriage and fell to the ground behind Corneille like a meteor. Corneille temporarily discarded his shield to avoid the fist shadow falling from the sky. He drew his sword to cut off the arrow that was hitting the shield, caught "Sulaina", and turned to look at Count Marseille who had climbed up. "It's our turn to fight," he said. Chapter 85: Pretending "Can we not fight?" Count Marseille dusted himself off. "There is no deep hatred between us." The arrows flew but were blocked by a wall of fire spreading from afar. The witches lent by Anne to Corneille separated the battlefield and prevented others from disturbing the battle between Corneille and Count Marseille. The wall of flames formed a bright curtain and also painted Corneille's front black, giving him a solemn and murderous aura. The "Flying Lion" left a faint blue trail in the air, which pierced into Count Marseille's field of vision. Count Marseille wanted to use his extraordinary power to activate the poetry collection in the carriage, but he saw a red light spreading with Corneille as the center. The moment he touched the light, Count Marseille's attack was interrupted, and all the items that had been activated in advance temporarily lost their effects. Count Marseille knew that it was Corneille who had activated the magic of Hathor. He was surprised that Corneille's magic could still suppress the magic bestowed by other gods. Did the goddess Hathor favor this guy too much? ! The 26-year-old congressman has always been the one being envied, but now he is rarely jealous of Corneille. After the props and magic failed, Count Marseille had no choice but to draw his sword to fight. Fortunately, Corneille's magic did not have a significant suppressive effect on "protection". "Divine arts" are the result of the gods changing the soul of the recipient; "protection" is the result of the gods changing the body or props of the recipient... From this point of view, Corneille's divine arts are mainly aimed at the soul, and have little effect on the body? The effect and activation conditions must be subject to some restrictions, otherwise he would have used magic to rescue Tang Luodike, Count Marseille thought to himself. Count Marseille had time to think about all this because Selina was fighting one against two, dealing with Sister Helena who had cut off her hand on her own initiative and Polly who was in poor condition with ease, and even found time to hold the shield guard and throw it at Corneille. Gao Naiyi had no choice but to turn around to deal with the whistling wind behind him. Sword and shield faced each other. Amid the dull sound of battle, the "Weakness Check" was triggered repeatedly, lighting up cobalt blue patterns on the opponent's weapons, shields and armor. The people brought by Count Marseille were all like high-level soldiers in novels, but as extraordinary people serving the La Marche family, their loyalty and abilities were beyond doubt, but they did not have divine arts or divinely blessed weapons. This became the cause of the Shield Guard's defeat. During the duration of Corneille's magic, the shield guard cannot use items that contain extraordinary powers, but for Corneille, this limitation does not exist. With each attack, the flaws in the enemy's armor became clear. The time had come, and Corneille moved forward to strike, while the "Magic Bullet Shooter" was activated, and a gust of wind enveloped the "Flying Lion". The shield guard raised his shield to defend, but Corneille turned the hilt of his sword upside down and used his magic to attack Count Marseille who was trying to sneak up on him from his blind spot. The figure of Count Marseille was submerged in the smoke and dust. Corneille raised his right arm to let the shield guard's sword pass through the gap under his armpit. He twisted his body, shifted his center of gravity, exerted force with his left arm, and "Sulena" hit the enemy's shield heavily.
The force from the shield made the two men retreat at the same time, but because Cornellus changed his posture and center of gravity, he and the shield guard were no longer face to face, but were dislocated at a certain angle. When faced with a dislocation, people will instinctively use their eyes to capture the opponent's new position, and the shield guard is no exception. When his sight caught up with Corneille's position, he saw Corneille abandon the shield, freeing his left hand, and the outline of the ring was revealed at the base of his index finger. The Ring of Apophis was activated, and the gem on the ring opened its vertical pupils. The "friendly spell" caused the shield guard's movements to pause briefly, revealing the fatal flaw in Corneille's eyes. Count Marseille emerged from the smoke and used the protection granted to him by Brigitte to try to seduce Corneille and rescue his men, but he saw that Corneille's protective shield was activated and his charm only left cracks on it. Gao Naiyi glanced at it and saw that the pure love shield was not broken. Then he held the "Flying Lion" in his right hand and moved forward. The divine weapon penetrated the weakest part of the shield and the joints of the armor in turn, and sent the blade into the body of the shield guard. The shield guard staggered. Corneille's blow went through the gap between his ribs and pierced into his lungs. The gushing blood blocked his trachea, so that only a dull and painful "hmm" sound could be heard from his helmet. Corneille's enemy might have wanted to say something in the end, or it might have been just his loyalty. He had no way of knowing what he was thinking. He only saw the dying man abandon his sword and shield and cling to the "Flying Lion" tightly. "How can your employer repay this loyalty?" Corneille sighed. At the same time, the sounds of footsteps, breathing, the whistling of sharp blades and energy fluctuations broke into Cornelius's perception almost at the same time. Corneille let go of the hilt of the sword, picked up the shield with his foot, turned around, caught "Suliana", and the second "Magic Bullet Shooter" popped out from the wooden box hidden in the shield. He grabbed the ammunition and crushed it. His right arm was covered with a rock-like elven creation. A second later, the edge of the rapier hit his arm, shattering the rock and soil, but it was also deflected by the uneven surface and did not pierce Corneille's body. Corneille turned around and raised his shield. Count Marseille's rapier and "Sulena" made seven pleasant collision sounds. The power, speed and precise grasp of the vital points of these stabs made him feel the swordsman's ten years of hard practice. However, this is not a fencing club, but a life-and-death battle. Such a soft and restrained attack will only make him feel uncomfortable! The strength was too weak, the speed too slow and not fierce enough. Count Marseille's attack was an insult to the opportunity created by his subordinates with their lives. The third "Magic Bullet Shooter" popped out. Gao Naiyi clenched her right fist, hammered down the hilt, quickly loaded the ammunition and put the hilt back in place. The sword body of "Flying Lion" was wrapped in water flow, and the lubricating effect allowed Gao Naiyi to easily pull the weapon out of the corpse, turn sideways, and chop the blade into the rapier. The water flow expanded, pushing Count Marseille more than ten meters away. At this time, the red light on Corneille's body disappeared, which meant that the effectiveness of the magic had come to an end. "Go on," he said to the Count of Marseilles. Count Marseilles felt the energy fluctuations emanating from the props he was carrying again, and he also restored his connection with the poetry collection on the carriage. He was delighted, but he also felt a little sad when he saw the body of one of his confidants. Corneille charged forward with his shield like a bull, and Selina threw Count Marseille's gloved men over. Her motives are ambiguous. It can be understood that she wants to help Count Marseille, or it can be understood that she wants to hand over Count Marseille's confidants one by one to Corneille for elimination. "I don't know!" Polly's attack missed, and she raised her shield to block the whip of the chain in Selina's hand, shouting: "Why did you want to be an ally with that kind of scum?!" "What about you, dog-man? You belong to the Three States Alliance, but you stand with the enemies of the Three States Alliance." "Because the evil of that human called Masai aroused my anger, this anger transcends the so-called political stance!" The warden dodged a harmless magic attack. In order to reserve magic power for Corneille, Helena had to control her own power in the battle, but she also lost the ability to restrain the warden. Selina sneered: "Oh, then you are also a freak among the dog-men, because the dog-men warriors I met don't care about the joys and sorrows of humans. They only care about money and their eternal masters, the elven royal family. Justice? Don't fool yourself! You are either doing this for money or for your master's mission! Her Highness Ingrid sent you to Corneille's team as an informant, providing her with intelligence on Corneille and his allies... It sounds like a reasonable development, doesn't it? "
This provocation made Polly feel extremely humiliated. She was furious and wanted to fight Selina. But at the moment when she moved her shield away, Sister Helena put her hand on her and cast a calming magic. Polly let out a long sigh: "Thank you... I am no match for her now. If I go up to her, I will die."