Royal Palace.

A guard glanced at the bored eyes and saw a young man.

He was about to shout, but in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.

"I...I..."

He didn't care about standing and turned around and looked around, but found no trace. He couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with his eyes.

"Or...hell hell?"

...

Whoosh!

Sulu's figure flashed in the palace, and sometimes he used his dexterous steps to rush on the road, with a very fast speed: "There is no here...and there is no here..."

Whenever he goes to a place, his inspiration will spread, looking for traces of dragon crystal.

Unfortunately, I walked all over the palace, but I still didn't find any.

"Or Philipterlin III hid the dragon crystal somewhere else, or there is some secret method to isolate the breath... It's impossible that only one is passed down, right?"

The palaces in the West are not big, so Sulu can still be at ease.

If it were the size of the Forbidden City on Earth, he would probably have to vomit blood.

"But... before they come back, there is one more thing to do."

He smiled, and his figure teleported again, penetrating a solid wall.

...

Fra Drake was looking in the mirror, admiring his long red hair and flawless face, and suddenly saw a figure.

She was startled, turned around and saw Sulu.

And her maid and guard had already fallen to the ground outside.

"Hello, the noble queen, the roses of the West, and... the one who hired me that day."

Sulu smiled jokingly.

"How did you... come in?"

Fura was startled, but in a blink of an eye he returned to calm and agreed to his identity as he met Sulu that day.

"This is a demonstration of my ability... Oh, I forgot to tell you that before I came, I had defeated Edward, and that old guy Eric dared not fight me at all..."

Sulu picked up an apple and took a bite: "Who could have imagined that the Drake family hated the Mithis family so much? He actually wanted to buy a murderer to assassinate the Duke's eldest son."

"what you up to?"

Fra quickly recovered, picked up the wine on the table and took a sip: "No one will trust you, no one!"

She slowly moved to the door, like a female leopard dormant.

"I am not here to condemn you, but to collect deposits. I am really not interested in the title and fiefdom... Oh, maybe our great king will give it to me on his own initiative, so I ask for a dragon crystal!"

"Dragon Crystal?"

Fra was a little confused.

She didn't know what the use of that thing was.

"Okay, let's get here, we'll see you later."

Su Lu said goodbye politely and his figure disappeared instantly.

Fura breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the chair, so she did not collapse on the ground.

"Mother Queen?"

Outside the door, footsteps sounded, and then the Messiah's scream came.

...

Outside the palace.

Sulu looked at Edward and Eric with a playful look on his face: "You are coming too slowly, I want to meet our king."

"Okay... OK."

Although there are many guards around, this does not give Eric any sense of security.

‘The horror that Dragon I brought to mainland nobles back then was almost the same, right?’

In his heart, a thought arose involuntarily.

Dragon I was of course much better than Sulu, and his dragon could destroy a city.

But Sulu didn't need to achieve his destructive power. As long as he showed his characteristics that were difficult enough and capable of decapitating and threatened the lives of those high-ranking masters, he could gain compromise.

Of course, what followed was to get rid of him in every way.

Maybe I will be more cautious, first conduct a detailed investigation, then arrange traps, etc., but the results are almost the same, and Sulu is looking forward to this.

After leaving Edward to take care of Sulu, Eric quickly entered the palace and met Philippine III.

"Edward was defeated, and that kind of ability to suddenly appear..."

In the hall of the King Hall, Philettelin III, who looked like an old man, covered his mouth with some fear. Although there were guards next to him, he felt that the other party seemed to appear suddenly.

He thought for a while and said to Eric: "What if he takes out the strange things in the country?"

As a family that has produced a fifth-level legendary profession, founded a kingdom and owned a continent, the ancestors will naturally leave some foundation.

Even if it is consumed or lost in war, there are still a few items left.

"I'm afraid it won't work..."

Eric thought for a moment and shook his head slowly.

Powerful magical items will also be weakened during the twilight period of Ragnarok. It is almost impossible to exert the power of the legendary level at this time.

If you want to do this, you will probably have to be at the level of the artifact.

The church of Mother Earth is simply a group of religious people who are entertaining themselves. No oracles have arrived for hundreds of years, and of course there are no artifacts on this continent.

"We don't know the other party's ability, don't know the other party's background, everything is so strange..." Eric continued: "And the other party does not seem to be hostile, otherwise it would not have been a false alarm last night, and today I and Edward will also lose their lives..."

He finally concluded: "Since the other party has not shown hostility for the time being, it is irrational to turn the other party into an enemy."

"If that's the case, then see you."

Philipterin III pondered for a long time and finally made a decision.

...

"Sulhu Portley, have seen His Majesty the King!"

More than ten minutes later, Sulu stepped into the hall of the throne and bowed slightly.

This is the best thing in this world.

Unlike a country with a centralized imperial system, this country is composed of countless nobles. The king is just the chairman and does not even occupy a decisive share. The board of directors unites with it and there is a risk of the chairman's downfall. Therefore, the status of the nobles is relatively equal. Even the lowest jazz does not have to kneel down to salute the king when they see the king, unless it is at a particularly important enthronement ceremony.

"What are you asking to see me?"

Philettelin III, wearing the crown, was still calm, and Queen Fra Drake sat next to her, with a pale face. The Messiah stood aside, with pure curiosity.

"As the one who defeated the First Swordsman of the Kingdom, he was equivalent to winning the championship in the martial arts competition. I will ask for corresponding honors and pray for some rewards."

Sulu stands straight.

There is indeed this rule in the kingdom.

But have you ever seen a reward for killing the king with a knife?

Philipterin III's face flushed for a moment, and he covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed a few times: "Is this what you want?"

He didn't understand, and it was obvious that it could be obtained through formal channels, so why did the other party's methods be so violent?

"No! I need a hereditary jazz, a free collar, and... dragon crystal!"
Chapter completed!