The lights still did not recover, and Hu Tao held Xiao Bao tightly, and Xiao Bao also grabbed Wu Tao's clothes tightly. The two of them hugged each other, in the darkness, nothing could protect them, right?

Smack...

A drop of liquid dripped on Wu Tao's face. She raised her head and in the darkness, she suddenly saw a very familiar red pupil! If it were the case before, she might have felt scared when she saw this pupil symbolizing destruction and death. But at this time, she couldn't help but feel extremely relieved in her heart.

"Ah! Short..."

Hu Tao wanted to stand up and thank her even more. In this darkness, what else could be more important than this? For a moment, all the fear in her heart was dispelled. She even began to imagine how to introduce this idiot to her father after a while, and then tell everyone that this idiot is the strongest person in the younger generation!

However, before she could finish her words, the blood-red right eye approached her. Then, the owner of Xuetong took the small bread away from her arms without hesitation. The next moment, Xuetong disappeared. Hu Tao could feel that the boy was leaving the banquet hall at an extremely fast speed, leaving this place where right and wrong that was likely to be attacked again.

The idiot walked too fast, so fast that Hu Tao couldn't even stop him. Just as the princess reacted and wanted to stand up and call, the originally dark banquet hall lighted up again. The sudden light made Hu Tao feel a little unable to open her eyes.

"Ah—! This...what is going on?!"

"Assassin! There are assassins!"

"Look! Marquis Solari was killed! Ah! Look at that! Look at Master Delaugades!"

As the lights turned on, people first screamed. But the scream lasted less than ten seconds, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on the center of the banquet hall. There, Hu Tao lay in blood. In front of her, Dai Lao was standing with a knight's sword in his right hand, and the sword was stained with blood. In front of Dai Lao's feet, a tall and strong man with his throat cut and blood even sprayed onto the chandelier on the ceiling! Judging from the black clothes he was dressed up, it was obvious that he was an assassin.

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

Look at the assassin, his height was even more than two meters. Compared to him, Dai Lao was so small that he could not exceed. But... But! This young genius was able to cut off the throat of such a powerful enemy with just one sword in the darkness. What an excellent combat talent and what a keen combat intuition!

The onlookers couldn't help swallowing. Although they had heard of the strength of this genius, they were often half-believing and half-doubted before confirming with their own eyes. But now, no one in the entire Buck Empire, from princes and nobles to soldiers and generals, could be doubtful that no one could doubt the talent of this young man. This true star of tomorrow has proved his strength with his actions in front of everyone!

Dai Lao was breathing. He was a little indifferent to the big man lying in front of him at first. Because in the darkness just now, he felt that he had not cut anything. But if he had not cut it, what was going on?

After some careful consideration, Dai Lao suddenly realized. Maybe this knight sword is too sharp, so he doesn’t feel anything! In this way, his strength is so strong? Even if he swings his sword randomly in the darkness, he can successfully kill the enemy?

After thinking about this, Dai Lao smiled. He was sure that the tall assassin in front of him was indeed dead under his sword. He took out his handkerchief, wiped the blade dry, and then returned to the sword and sheathed it. Then, he knelt in front of Hu Tao, showing a pious expression-

"Dear Princess, you are frightened by the ineffective protection of Dai Lao."

At this moment, the smile that filled the corner of Dai Lao's mouth was extremely proud.

People began to cheer, and even the death of the nobleman seemed to be no big deal. Looking at the throne, the queen of the Buck Empire was looking at the elegant little knight with a very appreciative look. Her two sons also looked at Dai Lao with different eyes.

The heir to the throne - Mudu Buddha Hughes smiled silly, and his pair of breast eyes squeezed out a little smile. At the age of thirty, he looked a little bloated and fat, and he seemed to be because everyone around him was laughing, so he felt that he should smile.

The second prince - Evil Fire Buddha Hughes sneered. His eyes were staring at Dai Lao below with an eagle-like eyes. At the age of 27, he has a strong body. The royal decorative sword on his waist is different from his brother. It is a real weapon to break the sword.

The king of the Buck Empire sat behind his two sons, and he was also smiling. However, there seemed to be more profound meaning hidden behind his smile. Compared to Dai Lao, who was receiving blessings from many people below, the king's eyes turned to an open door on the side. The door was exactly where the idiot hurriedly left with a small bread just now...

Spring is full of energy, but it is extremely short. The wind blows the sand city. The longest midsummer of the year also slowly swallows up the coolness in the city with the arrival of June sunshine.

This is the third summer that idiots have come to this city, and they are basically used to this hot climate. Compared with Seneg's cruel winter, this place is just another demon who uses the heat to open his teeth. Perhaps the only thing that Eulog on the street is those beggars who died of severe dehydration.

Hey...hey...hey...hey...

The idiot wore prisoner chains on his hands and feet, and the heavy black sweater on his body. Around him, the students who had finished class walked by him in groups, smiling, discussing where to eat ice cream or go to the swimming pool to enjoy the midsummer feeling.

The laughter was accompanied by their steps. The trees on both sides of the road made a sound of "sand..." in the summer breeze. The idiot still held the broom and swept the ground quietly. No matter how the surrounding environment changed, he seemed to be the person who would never change.

After sweeping the floor, the idiot packed up the trash can and broom and pulled it to the broken house among the small trees. Ten minutes later, he dragged the restraints back and appeared in front of the "house".

The idiot raised his head and looked at the thing he once called the "house". Now, this thing is full of holes, the glass windows are broken, the doors are twisted, and the roof is broken. The culprit caused all this is not someone else, it is...

“Wow~~~~~~~”

Inside the house, laughter from the small bread came. The idiot walked in, and there, the Duran tree, which had already escaped from the sapling, suddenly came into his eyes.

The roots of this tree have digged the originally flat floor. Not only that, the branches and leaves that extend from its branches have begun to completely wrap the wooden house. As the tree grows bigger and bigger, idiots often feel that this wooden house is being pulled up bit by bit by bit. Today, he is even more sure that the tree is using its branches to support the entire wooden house, and it is a bit of a desire to carry it to grow.

A branch hangs from a thick branch in the room. At the end of the branch is a basket woven completely from the branches of the Duran tree. The basket is hanging in the air, and the small bread sits in the basket. Because the basket is very high, she cannot run out. But with every shaking of her, the basket will shake left and right, giving her some rare entertainment in a small space.

The idiot sighed and shook his head. The moment he stepped into the wooden house, the Duran tree, which had just stretched its leaves, suddenly seemed to be a naughty child who suddenly saw a strict father. All the leaves of the whole tree shrank. Looking closely, the branches that seemed to be swaying with the swaying of the small bread began to stretch straight and dared not shake anymore.

"Ah oh ~~~?"

The little bread felt a little lighter to shake. She opened her hands and grabbed the gap in the basket, used her two little feet together, and climbed up a little hard. When she poked her half of her head out and saw the idiot come back, the girl immediately opened her hands and screamed happily.

Dong~~~~

Release your hands, the bread falls back into the bottom of the basket, and the cradle shakes in the warm summer wind.

The idiot closed his eyes and shook his head again. After putting down the tools, he walked to the stove next to him to prepare lunch. At least the Duran tree is quite spiritual in this regard and dare not grow near the stove.

The fragrance of the batter began to echo in the wooden house. Outside the window, the summer cicadas that appeared early repeated the monotonous but meaningful chirping. No matter how terrible or dangerous the outside world is, it is at least now...at least the lunch is still safe and warm...

"Ah~~~~~~~~Woo~~~~"

The small bread climbed up from the basket and grabbed the side mouth with both hands. While the idiot turned his back to the Duran tree, the branches that the tree originally used to form the cradle began to be recycled bit by bit. Soon, the small bread poked its head out of the automatically lowered side mouth and looked outside.
Chapter completed!