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Chapter 228 Demon Hunter Knight

The carriage walked smoothly on the streets of Princeton. The coachman should be a native of the imperial capital. He walked in short distances. It seemed that the 10 silver pieces promised to Locke were determined to win.

Taking advantage of this kung fu, Locke slept for a while. He now went to the Knights Hall to buy something. As more and more powerful men from higher-level servants gathered in the Knights Hall, the commercial street inside the Knights Hall became more and more prosperous, and high-level knights selling items were everywhere.

The Knights' Hall did not care about the Knights' behavior of selling things, but only charged a fee to the stalls.

Angelina's magic pet Scorpion Dragon has no good way to put it away. The scorpion dragon with a physique of more than three meters can no longer be in the black bead. The master had promised Angelina to help her solve this problem, but there was no news yet, and most of the time it was not handled.

Lock wanted to try to find any treasures to place Anji. Even if he couldn't find them, he could still gain some knowledge. After all, the gathering of thousands of high-level attendants is rarely seen.

At around 3 pm, the carriage was parked safely at a corner of Constantine Street.

"Master, you have arrived." The coachman's voice came from outside the carriage.

Of course, Locke had woken up long ago. He opened the curtain and flicked the driver a Jin Moore, "Don't look for it anymore, have a good New Year with his family!"

Just a few days after the New Year, and it is still time for the whole family to enjoy the New Year together. It is not easy for these coachmen to come out to work during this period of time.

"Thank you, sir!" said the coachman gratefully.

Ignoring the coachman's thanks, Locke walked towards the gate of the Knights' Palace.

Unlike the crowds that happened some time ago, although there are still many knights staying outside the Knight Hall, the number of people is much smaller than before.

The acquaintance Sith is still stationed at the side door outside the Knights' Hall, which is his job.

"Is there anything good today?" Locke asked after coming forward and greeted him.

When it comes to good things inside the Knights' Hall, no one is more familiar with these local snakes. The Sith basically stays in the Knights' Hall every day. He is definitely the first to know about any new things and cheap items.

"Even if you have you, you won't be able to use it!" Sith sniffed angrily. He was in this unlucky guard, but Locke could stay in the gentle country. As a friend, he felt extremely unbalanced.

"Okay, I'll give you something good!" After Locke said that, his palm flashed and a pink shell appeared in his hand.

Sith first glared at the eyes, then waved his arm on Locke's hand, and the pink shell disappeared.

"Where did you come from this kind of good thing?" Sith looked around sneakily, and then grabbed Locke's collar and asked after confirming that no one was paying attention to them.

"Cough, cough." Locke explained angrily, "It was given by Angelina's master."

Sith knew that Locke had a magician girlfriend, and that female magician was a princess. This was also the reason why he saw Locke's mouth just now. It was so annoying that people were more popular.

"A master of the formal magician level?" Sith asked in surprise.

"That's right!" In this regard, Locke had no need to lie and nodded directly.

"Then you are blessed. You will take care of me in the future!" Sith shamelessly picked up his thigh.

"This kind of tribute that can only be enjoyed by the chubby shells produced by Lake Baikal is a tribute that can be enjoyed by the official knights and magicians!" Sith said, holding the pink shell in his hand tightly.

The howling shell tastes good and also has the function of increasing the resistance of fire magic. Only the great nobles and formal knights of the empire, the magicians, will have the honor to taste it. This is a symbol of identity, otherwise it tastes better than it, and there are many foods that also have augmentation effect, so why hasn't it been so popular?

"Can you say this time?" Seeing the Sith's appearance as precious as he looked, Locke couldn't bear to say that this was the leftover crying beetle he picked up.

In fact, there are still many in his space ring, which were thrown away by Master Babrina when he was not eaten at that lunch. Locke would not eat such thrown away food anymore because it was unnecessary, but he could sell these things in exchange?

I have to say that Locke, who was born into a small person, always wanted to maximize his interests. He could not tolerate items that still existed and were thrown away like garbage.

"Hmph, it's time for you to come. Today, a group of Demon Hunter Knights were set up next to the Kangle Tavern on the Commercial Street. Go quickly. If you go late, there will be nothing good!" With Locke's benefits, the Sith couldn't continue to control it and told Locke directly.

"Thank you!" Locke patted Sith on the shoulder and walked into the interior of the Knights' Hall.

The Demon Hunter is rare in Princeton, or in other words, it is rare in the Missia continent. Because these knights are knights who specialize in hunting magicians.

The magicians they hunted were of course not the magicians of the Holy Tower, but the black magicians from the East Coast Wizard Continent.

Among the magicians, some extreme magicians oppose secular ethics, do not obey the rules set by the Holy Tower, and tend to do things based on their own preferences. Some even regard other people's lives as ants and conduct various inhumane experiments.

This type of magician is collectively called the black magician.

Not only in the Missia continent, but also in the East Coast Wizard Continent, they are also hostile to people like the Black Magician.

In order to ensure the peace and stability of the Western islands, the Knights Hall specially set up a series of demon hunting missions to hunt down the dark magicians who come to the Western islands to commit destruction.

When Locke was working on a mission with Qiao Jin and the others, the dark magician ghost encountered was the fish that escaped the net under the Demon Hunting Knights. After all, the three western islands were too large and the coastline needed to be defended was too long. The number of knights was limited and they could not be fully equipped.

However, Locke has also heard some rumors that these demon hunters seem to be very interested in the magicians on the East Coast compared to the black magicians.

Somehow, the Knight Palace often releases some distorted information, such as a powerful demon hunter who finally killed a so-called "black magician". Unexpectedly, he was not a black magician at all, but a "white magician" who came to vacation and practice from an organization on the East Coast.

Finally, someone's organization came to the door, but everyone was killed. You can't return a body, just make the mistake and decide that this is a "black magician".

This also leads to the fact that the Western islands have always been in conflict with many magician organizations on the East Coast.
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