Although he could move, Zeller still crawled on the ground, without any intention of getting up.

That Sir Ander was far more terrifying than he expected - the fear from the soul alone could crush him, the third-level warrior to the ground!

Even the mage's fear technique may not be so effective, and Sir Ander is definitely not a mage.

So Zeller decided to continue lying down, anyway, the spell consultant of the City Guard had already taken action.

Master Ilshi is a mid-level mage, and his status is definitely not comparable to that of the team leader. With this big boss in charge of the situation, don’t jump.

I was so rude to Sir Ander's disciples just now. If there is a conflict, it would be a good thing for Sir Ander to crush him to death.

"Sir Ander, please calm your anger." shouted Mage Ilsch.

Although Zell could hear that this was the voice of Mage Ilcaster, he had never heard Mage Ilcaster speak in this pleasing tone.

Ender did not turn around, but walked straight to the edge of the halberd, stretched out his right hand to lift the halberd.

The ground within a radius of three meters raised and then leveled down. Only a stone slab that was more than half a meter long and one foot thick was brought out from the ground by a long halberd.

The stone slabs on the street are all long strips of stone slabs. These stone slabs are almost permanently used, each of which is the same size and weighs basically the same, all of which are about thirty kilograms.

This is a world with magic. If these stone slabs are worn out by vehicles, they can be repaired by "turning mud into stone". Of course, this is only possible for megacities that have the support of magic towers and can provide almost infinite magic energy.

"Sir Ander is amazing." Mage Ilsch walked over and said with a bit of flattering compliment.

Ander glanced sideways.

At the same time, his right hand shook slightly, and the long halberd such a thick halberd buzzed and the stone strips inserted on the blade of the halberd suddenly turned into powder, and the stone powder scattered all over the ground, and some floated in the air.

"Sir Ander's martial arts are amazing. I think you are not much worse than the legend." Mage Ilsch's posture lowered.

Ande is seventeen years old this year. Because his martial arts achievements are almost at the peak and his qi and blood are extremely prosperous, his physical development has always been very good. His figure is thin and his waist meets the ideal model of the human body. His height alone is more than 1.9 meters and is developing towards two meters.

The Ilschwai who came over came down one head lower than Ander. From Ander's perspective, you could see the top of his head.

He was a little fat, with a bare middle on his head, and a little reflecting in the sun. The hair around him was neatly carved. Obviously, the master attached great importance to these remaining stubbornness.

In addition, he was wearing a gray mage robe, and was obviously a mage who used his brain too much and was extremely smart.

This bald image is not rare among mages - it is only normal to lose hair if you want to achieve such a powerful profession.

Programmers on Earth are much easier than mages, aren’t they bald? Even when looking for a job, they are embarrassed to say that they are senior programmers with dense hair.

Judging from the marks on his mage robe, this should be an eleventh-level intermediate mage.

But Ende ignored him and just picked up his long halberd and walked forward.

"Sir Ander, your disciple has killed so many people, it is really difficult for our city guards to deal with it. This is a commercial area. With so many people seeing it, we have to go through the motions."

The slightly fat middle-level mage followed Ander in a small quick step, whispering in a low voice.

"Mr. Ende, I promise that these disciples will not be hurt. As long as you let them go to court, it's really just a formality!"

Ander walked towards the gangsters tied up by the patrol officers.

The patrolmen's faces changed drastically, and they all retreated, leaving the gangsters in place.

Mage Ilsch was still muttering beside Ander, but when he found Ander's target, he suddenly became anxious: "Hey? Hey hey---- Lord Ander, this is not good. I promise these people that they will not see the sun tomorrow. Anyway, they have been arrested, so you don't need to dirty your hands."

Ander's long halberd poked out and swept it away.

The sharp crescent blade brought out a wave-like ups and downs. The human neck could not even be blocked in front of such a heavy halberd and such a sharp crescent blade. In this sweep, ten heads were cut off in succession.

"I will find a lawyer to appear in court as a representative for trial, so that's it." Ender took back his halberd and said lightly, as if the person who killed someone just now was not him.

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"You just let them go?"

Master Ilsh watched Sir Ander lift his halberd back and walked towards the Goddess Temple of Harvest. All the patrolmen and city defense soldiers were not ordered and could only sit down and watch them gradually go away.

Seventeen fully armed warriors walked out of the roadside restaurants and bars.

The warrior in charge was fully armed, holding a heavy shield, and wearing a short sword around his waist. He was clearly a professional shield guardian.

"So what if you don't let him go? Are you going to fight him here?" said Master Ilsh coldly.

At this time, the tone of Ilsch was extremely cold, and how could he have the flattery he had just now?

"Sir, it's so hard that he dares to violate the laws of the kingdom? This is Kalantuo, not the northern countryside." Garland, the shield guard, said disapprovingly.

Even high-level knights cannot fight against national power.

"I don't know whether he dares to violate the laws of the kingdom, but he will definitely dare to kill me."

Master Ilsh was silent for a moment, and then whispered as he looked at Ender's back who had turned across the intersection and could no longer see it.

"Sir, with us here, as long as you retreat to our middle, you can cast spells with confidence." Garland, the shield guard, disagreed.

The people who came to the township with Master Ilsh today are all elite masters in the city guards, and there are as many as four mid-level shield guards alone.

If Ander Tilles rides a war horse, no one here can guarantee that he can block the attack of the halberd carrying the war horse's charge. But since Ander Tilles has no war horse, Garland felt that even if he couldn't stop it alone, plus the other three shield guards, he could always block him.

"Haha, let me feel at ease to cast spells? Just you can block him?" Master Il's casting did not leave any face and said with a sneer.

"Master Irsch, I know Sir Ander Tilles is very powerful, but please don't underestimate us." Garland's face looked a little ugly, but because of Irsch's identity, he explained patiently.

Yes, Garland saw Ander jumping down from the roof, fifteen meters high, and only his legs bent slightly when he landed on the ground.

But this is nothing. Maybe it is impossible to see the mystery of it for the mage, but for a mid-level warrior like him, the falling speed of Ande is obviously slower than that of a normal person.

Most of the time he has magic equipment that buffers the falling speed - it is just an improved "Featherfall" enchantment, and this level of magic equipment is not even worth fifty gold coins.

He also admitted that Ander Tilles was very powerful, so powerful that he could use his long halberd to change directions seven or eight times in one swing, and cut down ten heads. The ingenious moves were indeed not something they could do.

But the shield guards are not afraid of any moves that change endlessly. When the big shield is forward, any clever changes will be given for nothing. The four of them join forces to support each other, and even the clever halberd technique is useless.

"Don't underestimate you? Do you know what Sir Ander used to deal with this person just now?" Mage Ilcast pointed at Captain Zeller who had just gotten up, staring straight at the shield guard Garland. Until Garland felt uncomfortable, he said slowly:

"That's pressure! It's pressure that can be controlled freely!"

"If you don't know what 'pressure' means, I can tell you that dragon power is also a kind of 'pressure', and it is a unique ability of legendary creatures - can you protect me and cast spells with confidence? Don't worry, I'm not at ease."

"If Sir Ander had not found me by his side, I wouldn't have come out at all. Please tell your boss that you must not bring me into anything related to Sir Ander in the future, otherwise I can only think that he wants to kill someone with a knife."

After saying that, Master Ilsch turned around and left, and the two followers hurriedly followed.

Before leaving, the two followers looked at Garland with a bad expression.

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"Bang!" The heavy silver wine glass smacked heavily on the precious carpet.

"Check it out, check it out one link after another, and be sure to find out where the problem is!"

The second prince Greg's roar was spreading to the corridor through the door, causing the Bronck Knight who had just pushed the door open halfway.

"Come in!"

"The Second Prince." Bronck had no choice but to push the door and go in.

"What's the matter, Bronck." Greg suppressed his anger and asked in a calm tone.

No matter how annoyed he is, he will not expose his anger on Bronck.

Bronck and Robinson are both commander-level knights of the Ice Dragon Knights and are important supporters.

"It's nothing big, but the people in the group asked me to ask, what was going on with Sir Ander's disciple and guard being assassinated in the street?" Bronck said a little embarrassedly.

"Huh--we are talking about this, Antovan, please tell me again." Greg breathed a long sigh and said with annoyance.

"Bronck, you can't blame the second prince for this." Andovan's face was not good either. As the head of his aide, he also had responsibility for this matter.

"We have formulated a strategy to deal with Ander Tills from the side, and are ready to use the people around him to teach Sir Ander his long halberd combat skills through both soft and hard skills."

Advon did not explain in detail how to influence Ander Tills' decision through the people around him. This strategy is a normal operation of the superiors, and the superiors will not arrange every detail in detail - even Advon will not care about the specific implementation details.

"I don't know where the problem happened. Sir Ander had already agreed to teach the Long Salute combat skills, but the City Guards did not receive this news.

Someone found an opportunity to incite a group of low-level gangsters to retaliate against Sir Ander. He originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to drag Sir Ander into judicial proceedings so that he could sell his favor as a bridge of communication in the future."

"It was nothing, but no one expected that Sir Ander could still notice the movements on the street next door,"

"What's worse is that the Ilsh Mage, who was invited by the City Guards to prevent it, was also discovered by Sir Ander. A middle-level mage and a group of middle-level professions could not have happened to be there. Sir Ander must have guessed that someone was pushing behind the scenes."

"Although no one can directly accuse His Highness of the Prince of the instructors behind his back, for some people, this kind of suspicion is enough. Fortunately, those who were preparing to deal with Mrs. Tilles at that time, saw Veronica and Mrs. Tilles shopping together when they saw Veronica of the Ice Dragon Knights shopping together, and they did not dare to do it, otherwise it would be even more troublesome now." Antowan said helplessly.

This kind of thing is actually not rare.

As long as the scale of any organization or system reaches a certain level, information transmission will inevitably lag and distort, but the severity is different.

Even in the most powerful Citigroup on Earth, there will be distortions in information transmission in the most tightly controlled government systems.

What's more, in this world, information transmission depends on verbal relay or documents, and then it is transferred after seven or eight people. Not to mention the delays and errors in information transmission, even if it is transmitted, it is not impossible to pass on the information.

"What should I do now?" Bronck also became worried.

Of course, he was not worried that Ande would come to assassinate the second prince, but was worried that the long halberd fighting skills he was about to get would be variable.

"I'm going to go for a trip myself and explain to Sir Ander. Apart from that, we can only write some articles in the trial." Andovan didn't have much to think about.

This does not mean that Ender's power is so powerful that it is impossible to take advantage of. On the contrary, Sir Ender Tilles has emerged from his powerful superman, and it is really unreasonable to be in power.

Not to mention compared with the Second Prince, even a medium-sized businessman in Kalantuo could use more than Sir Ander.
To be continued...