Although you arrived in a hurry, there were still enough carriages. Those who were accompanying the team had their own carriages. After joining the main team, a few carriages were randomly dispatched. However, the carriages of those carriages were relatively small and they had to be ridden separately. Of course, Ernest and Buzureano, the host and guest, must be together. Ernest and Anfei got into the same carriage, and finally Chris, Black Eleven and others. As for Mr. Entos, he chose to use magic to get on his way.
Several carriages were speeding on the road in the direction of Mambo's territory, but the atmosphere in the carriages was completely different. Niya was with Sol, and her forgetfulness was relatively fast. The crisis just now had been forgotten by her. Finally, a small mouth chattered non-stop, telling adventure stories. Finally, he turned his attention to Thor's magic robe, frowned and said: "Dad, why are you wearing this magic robe? Not at all." nice!"
"Then what do you want me to wear?" Thor was so relieved that he actually joked with Niya: "I am a pauper now, where can I change to another magic robe?"
"Pauper?" Niya didn't understand.
"Yes, my collection of decades has been kidnapped. What am I if I'm not a pauper?"
"Hee..." Niya smiled proudly, still imagining Sol's frowning face in the empty secret room: "Dad, why are you in a hurry? Those things are all at An Fei's place. .”
"I'm not in a hurry." Sol paused and said softly: "Niya, you... didn't destroy those magic books, did you?"
"They were all burned." Niya said carelessly: "Those things are of no use to us at all."
"What did you say?" Thor's eyes widened in surprise, and not only his beard, but also his eyebrows were about to stand up. Those magic books are the condensed work of his life. It can even be said that he is the ****. He can control himself very well without getting angry on the spot after hearing such bad news.
"Haha..." Niya hugged Sol's arm and laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe: "Fake, fake. I'm lying to you. How could An Fei and the others burn the magic book?"
Saul couldn't laugh or cry. If Niya's lies were told by Chris or An Fei, he would not believe it. On the other hand, Chris and An Fei did not have the guts to use deception as a joke. But Niya can really do such a thing.
Buzureano looked at Sol's deflated expression and laughed secretly in his heart. However, in order not to disturb the long-awaited communication between father and daughter, he still chose to be a transparent person and did not make fun of Sol.
"Dad, I'm so happy now." Niya sighed rarely, resting her head on Sol's shoulder, showing a sweet smile.
Sol looked at Niya with doting eyes. Smile and say nothing.
In the second carriage, the three people remained silent. Susanna was unconscious and Ernest did not want to speak. An Fei held Susanna across his lap and observed quietly.
Loss stings. Hatred is a kind of torture, and regaining it is a kind of ecstasy. The heartbeat fluctuates so violently, which has a huge impact on An Fei. He doesn't want to hide it anymore, and he doesn't want to use anything else to cover up his emotions. His eyes always stare at On Susanna's cheeks, her eyes were clear and contained something that made people get goosebumps.
Perhaps sensing An Fei's gaze, Susanna made a soft squeaking sound, and then slowly opened her eyes. When her eyes collided with An Fei's, she was startled and closed her eyes again.
"Suzanne, are you awake?" An Fei said in surprise and joy.
"Hmm...huh?" Susanna opened her eyes again. When their eyes met, she stayed up a little longer this time, but in the end she did not resist An Fei's substantial sight, and closed her eyes as if to escape. : "Why... do you look at others like this? It's weird!"
"What's wrong with me?" An Fei was stunned. He hadn't realized what kind of confusion those affectionate eyes brought to Susanna: "How is your health? Do you feel any discomfort?"
"By the way...why am I here?" When it came to the topic, Susanna finally broke away from An Fei's influence. She reached out to touch her waist, only to find that her waist was empty. Her expression changed involuntarily: "What happened? An Fei's influence. Fei, where are those necromancers?"
"Those necromancers have been eliminated. Don't move, don't move. You should have a good rest now." An Fei said while holding down Susanna.
"You are looking for it." Ernest handed Susanna's sword over. As a swordsman, he knew what a sword meant to a swordsman.
"Thank you..." Susanna subconsciously took the long sword, and then realized that something was wrong. She had never seen the solemn-faced middle-aged man in front of her, and what was even more wrong was that she was still leaning on An Fei's arms, even among her friends. She was also ashamed to be intimate with An Fei in public, let alone in front of a stranger.
Suzanne straightened up, trying to sit up, who
Fei seemed to have committed an evil act. Instead, he hugged her tighter and tighter, and said in a hug: "What are you going to do? Okay, don't move."
Susanna was so embarrassed. After getting along for such a long time, obeying An Fei had gradually become her habit. Although she could break free from An Fei's arms with her fighting spirit, she did nothing in the end and did nothing. He relaxed his body like fate and leaned softly in An Fei's arms, but he really didn't dare to open his eyes again.
"Rare." Ernest suddenly uttered two words.
Susanna quietly pricked up her ears. Judging from An Fei's undefended look, the middle-aged people in the carriage should have a very good relationship with An Fei. They might even be An Fei's relatives, Aiwujiwu. In fact, Susanna is very good at it. I want to get to know Anfei better, including getting to know Anfei’s relatives and friends.
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"Uncle Ernest, what's so rare?" Seeing that Susanna had really recovered, An Fei was in an extremely good mood, a smile broke out on his face, and the atmosphere became much more lively. An Fei knows Ernest. Ernest hates politeness and greetings. If his opening remarks are "I haven't seen you for so many days, I miss you very much" and "How is your health" and other nonsense. , maybe he will be kicked out of the carriage by Ernest, it is better to be natural.
"Isn't it rare to become a high-level swordsman at such a young age?" Ernest smiled: "And her fighting spirit has shown signs of breaking through the barrier. Under normal circumstances, after three to five years of training, she can To become a true great swordsman, if you can encounter some opportunities, the time can be shortened."
"Opportunity? So...is it a chance?" An Fei didn't explain clearly. He didn't want Susanna to know what had happened.
Ernest smiled and nodded.
Susanna was shocked when she heard the words 'Ernest'. To be honest, Ernest's reputation on the mainland was not very good, and could even be said to be notorious. When she first met An Fei, she An Fei scolded him for laughing at Ernest. From then on, she became very interested in Ernest and wanted to know what kind of strong person An Fei could respect so much.
"By the way, Uncle Ernest, how could you let that Jerofik escape?" An Fei said with regret. Ever since he knew Ernest's story, he had been working hard for Ernest. Extremely indignant. Compared with Thor, Ernest is much more pure, and his thoughts are not difficult to guess, but this cannot affect An Fei's respect from the bottom of his heart, so that such an upright swordsman is reviled by the world, and There is no justice!
"It's not a battlefield for me alone. If he sees me and runs away, I can't do anything to him." Ernest said calmly.
"I think His Majesty Yolande must be very happy now." An Fei smiled. It is not a battlefield for him alone. This proves that Ernest obeys the command on the battlefield. To be more profound, for one reason or another, Ernest has inevitably begun to serve the Mayo Empire. As for whether Ernest can be retained in the end, it depends on how much sincerity Yolander can give. No one can help except Saul.
"Why did you suddenly mention Yolande?" Ernest frowned.
"Uncle Ernest, after the battlefield, didn't you receive an invitation from His Majesty Julande?"
"I have received it. Now Mioric is still on the Eastern Front, so Jurland hopes that I can serve as the commander of the Guards."
"What was your answer?"
"I refused."
An Fei fell silent. From his own point of view, he very much hoped that Ernest would stay in the Mayo Empire, but Ernest had his own habits and pursuits, so he couldn't say much.
At this time, there was a light knock on the carriage outside, and then Entos' figure appeared at the door, smiling and saying, "I didn't bother you, did I?"
Hearing the voice of another stranger, Susanna felt that her head was getting bigger. She knew An Fei still wouldn't let her get up, so she had to bury her head deeply in An Fei's arms, like a frightened ostrich. .
"It doesn't matter." An Fei smiled.
Entos wiped the sweat from his head, sat on the carpet, and breathed a sigh of relief. Geniuses that are not watered by sweat are actually useless. Entos has been using teleportation just now, and his attainments in the magic of teleportation have surpassed Thor. It is inseparable from the years of hard training in a single magic. , of course, a unique interest is a prerequisite. If you were an ordinary person, you would never spend your whole life on a magic.
"An Fei, there's something I want to remind you." Entos' expression was serious.
"What's the matter?" An Fei was stunned.
"No matter what, don't mention Nanna in front of the teacher! Do you understand?" "Nanna..." An Fei nodded slowly: "I wrote it down."