Sometimes, hatred will always make you remember someone.

I can't let go, I can't think about it, I can't see through, and I can't forget it.

It is like a chronic poison that tortures the soul. The longer the time, the more painful it is.

Losling had no absolute hatred for the young swordsman in front of him, but the truth about the deaths of Ambofen and Drov made him successfully anger himself.

Anger leads to hatred, and hatred makes people deeply rooted.

He will not forget this real culprit who dared to provoke his patience bottom line again and again.

Or perhaps, the real reason for his anger comes from his wrong judgment at the time, because it was his neglect that led to a series of bad follow-ups.

He is a person with a high self-esteem. Generally speaking, these people undoubtedly have a strong sense of self-esteem. Once their self-esteem feels shame, their reaction will be a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary people.

Inside the cage array.

Xia Lan looked at Luosling calmly. He knew who he was. He had no reason not to know who he was. Judging from the expression and tone he had just shown, it seemed that the other party had already understood that he was the real murderer who killed Ambofen and Delov.

As for how he knew, there was no meaning at this time.

After all, they are now prisoners and prisoners, and they will eventually be unable to escape death.

"This is indeed our first official meeting, Lord Roslin who "subverts the Fangs"!"

"What? Subvert the Fangs?"

Sure enough, when Xia Lan said that, Bedwen and others around her were shocked and spoke out.

It's not that they have this reaction. As the most mysterious and darkest evil organization in Elderland, all people with a little common sense know the essence of subverting Fangs. In addition, the exaggerated propaganda of the bard and the shrine of the glory for thousands of years have made Subverting Fangs covered with a layer of horror cloak that was scared to talk about.

"When Ambofen's death, I knew that his identity must have been revealed. What puzzled me is why you did not pass this important message to the Holy Temple of Glory, or His Highness Sasso, whom you are loyal to now?"

Instead of denying his identity, Loslin said calmly with an intriguing look on his face.

"I'm also interested in knowing this question, Drank Xialan."

Bedwen held the sword tightly and moved slowly to Xia Lan's side with a bad tone.

He needs an answer, and if the answer does not satisfy him, the long sword in his hand will never hesitate to kill the other party.

Because, if Sasso and the others learned early in the morning that the mysterious power around His Highness Vorans came from subverting Fangs, it is very likely that they would have ruined Vorans at that time and could not turn over completely, so they would have delayed to such a desperate situation now!

What's more, the Holy Temple of Light has always been a mortal enemy who subverts Fangs. If they were allowed to know the traces of subverting Fangs, the consequence would definitely be a situation of dying. I'm afraid that Sasso would not need to contribute his efforts at that time. The intervention of the Holy Temple of Light alone would be enough to destroy everything about Volance.

A heir who colludes with Subvert Fang is absolutely unacceptable to them.

But why did Xia Lan not reveal this important information?

Luo Slin's quiet provocation and disagreement immediately put Xia Lan in a precarious situation.

Sometimes killing a person does not require one's own actions. It is certainly straightforward to be savage, but the power of language wisdom is not to be despised.

"Do you believe it? In fact, assassination of Anbofen was just a decision I made on the fly..."

Faced with the threat of death, Xia Lan turned a blind eye to it.

He moved his steps casually and touched the tough barrier built by the magic power of the magic circle. Everyone's eyes focused, as if waiting for the explanation he said.

"When I first stabbed the sword into Ambofen's heart, I thought he was dead, but he gave me an accident because I didn't expect that the guy was actually a silencer mage..."

"However, have you found a problem?"

As he said that, Xia Lan turned toward Luoslin.

"What's the problem?" Roslin snorted coldly.

"The magic weapon can indeed give a new high-ranking swordsman the possibility of killing a high-ring mage, but why did An Bofen, a wizard of dusk, die in the end?"

"Why?"

Losling frowned.

He naturally knew what the other party said, and it was undeniable that the threat of magic weapons to the mages was threatened by magic weapons. However, he knew more about the immortal characteristics of the mages at dusk. As long as the soul is immortal, they can be reborn through the soul life box. However, An Bofen died and the real soul dissipated and died.

This is no longer something that magic weapons can do, and the weirdness in it is really surprising.

"because--"

Leave half of the words, and the brief pause attracted everyone's attention.

"Speed" quietly starts.

Xia Lan touched the magic barrier of the cage magic array, and instantly, he suddenly penetrated out of defense. Before the people around him could react, his figure quickly flew out of the siege of Forsy Palace.

The sudden change shocked everyone in an instant. Bei Dewen, who had been paying attention to Xia Lan, reacted first and immediately waved his hand and stabbed the opponent in the magic barrier when he was leaving.

Although he didn't know how the other party did it, it didn't prevent him from keenly grasping the key to breaking through.

As the harsh and sharp friction and collision sound echoed again, Bedwin felt the hard obstacle from the sword edge in disbelief, because there was no gap in the magic barrier of the magic circle at all, and there was no sign of weakening!

How did he do it?!

With the same question, Losling was also in his mind. The attack from Bedwin completely brought him back to his senses. After a moment of shock, he was furious!

He was fooled again!

"Everyone maintains the magic circle on the spot! This time I must kill that kid with my own hands!"

After a brief explanation, a purple-black magic circle suddenly formed a tool at Losling's feet. After a while, his figure disappeared in Forsy Palace.

Racing rapidly in the complex palace, Xialan recalled the palace terrain roadmap contained in the information given by Lao Xiake, and constantly speculated on where Volens and the old king Antonio might appear.

His purpose is quite clear, because he needs to find out the locations of these two people and then - kill them with his own hands.

It seems like this is a very absurd thing.

After all, there is no intersection or hatred between the two, but this is not determined by Xia Lan's will.

Because this is his real purpose in coming to the royal capital.
Chapter completed!