Silently watching Huang Huo walk up to the second floor, Adeni finally turned her head back as if made up her mind:
"Um... I am her companion, boss."
"Captain, don't be like this..." Naquel dragged her back and whispered to her: "You have to be rational, we have to leave this place first."
"Leave?" The female knight leader stared at the silver ingot on the counter intently and asked: "Why, did we finally find the clue?"
The elf shook his head, put it close to her ear, and bit her ear and said to her: "Because it will be very troublesome later, we can wait until the night. Lord Rosalin blocked the port and they can't get out."
"Okay, okay, I heard, you don't need to be so close." Adoni felt her cheeks a little hot, and pushed him away: "Then what to do next, you have the final say."
Naquel nodded, lowered his voice and said to the others: "That person has the sword of the sun god on his body. He must have some connection with that prophecy, and even if he is not that person, we have to find a way to get close to him. Get clues from him."
The knights nodded.
Obviously their trust in the latter is much stronger than their trust in the deputy commander.
…
"Mr. Kesaf...cough cough," Delphine clenched a fist and coughed slightly. She asked with some concern: "You said there is a foreigner among those gentlemen?"
The afternoon sun passed through the shade of the trees and fell on this young lady, speckled, her complexion was pale and almost transparent, as if a gust of wind was blowing upside down, soft and heart-warming.
Kesaf looked a little unbearable, he quickly replied: "Those are not gentlemen, Miss Delphine, you may not know that they are parasites, villains, robbers and bandits. I am afraid that they are mixed with these people. It’s not a good thing either. They call that person Mr. Brando. Hearing this name is so vulgar and mediocre, it’s a pseudonym."
The deepest gleam flashed in Delphine's eyes, but it deceived everyone's eyes. She maintained her performance well and echoed: "Perhaps you are right, Mr. Kesaf."
Kesaf felt as if he drank a scoop of ice water in a hot summer, and his whole body was lightly floating, and he was about to go on with this topic. But the captain of the lord's guard on the side reminded him faintly, and it reminded him that he was not here to please the lady, but there were other important things.
But he just opened his mouth, and then he got stuck again. He looked at Delphine with some embarrassment and then at Boban. Only a few people knew about the cooperation between the lord and the ghost car in Rosalin. He didn't know if this lady also knew the inside story.
Lord Rosalin was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted. He was about to say something, but Delphine was so keen, she gave a light cough, and immediately replied softly: "Lord Lord, please let me go back to my room and rest. one time."
Looking at the back of Delphine, who was helped by the maid, Kesaf looked at his lord, and couldn't help but compliment: "What a smart girl—"
"It's not necessarily a good thing for a woman to be too smart, but Miss Delphine is an exception," Lord Rosalin said cheerfully and quite contentedly. "She is really an elf-like woman. Only such a woman helps behind. Only a man can achieve a career."
Kesaf couldn't help but glanced in that direction with some jealousy.
The elf-like woman has disappeared outside the courtyard.
Only Boban still had a dead face, as if he hadn't seen what happened before.
After Delphine dispatched the maid, he carefully closed the door of his room and returned to the desk. He took a few sharp breaths, and it seemed that the weakness of the body was not completely pretended.
She opened the drawer, took out a notebook from it, opened the silver lock on it, picked up a quill pen, dipped in ink, and jotted down a few strokes on it-but suddenly stopped again, closed the notebook, put it on her chest, and silently fell silent. moment.
The innocent look on her face had already faded at this moment. She raised her head, looking through the grid wooden window, staring outside in a daze.
"Elman..."
"Your Majesty..."
"Should I do this..."
…
In a single room on the second floor next to the square in the shadow of the storm, the atmosphere in the room seemed a bit quiet.
Huang Huo leaned against the window, looked at the two people sitting at the table for a while, and then looked at the direction of the harbor. After a while, she saw a team of guards appearing on the square, and then knights riding wingless dragons, mobilizing from all directions in the square.
She suddenly realized that the way she handled the problem before might cause trouble to Mr. Brando, she couldn't help showing apologetic expression:
"Mr. Brando."
"Don't worry, Huang Huo." Although Brando was not by the window, he had already noticed the situation outside: "Don't worry about them."
Huang Huo held his sword and nodded.
Instaron sat in his place, looking at the two of them in his spare time.
"My lord, you should know that I was born in Cosman. At the age of twenty, I accepted the family ceremony because of my outstanding talent. I was the purest kind of dark nobleman. Before I was born, my family had been with strange things. Fighting for decades, until the mercury rod appeared—"
Brando listened silently.
Compared to the collusion between Madara and the ghost car, he really cares more about the war between the undead and the crystal cluster revealed from the words of Mr. Liu and Naxin.
What was the star fall disaster seventy years ago? What is the connection with the death of the Black Moon three days ago? Why is there a nearly century-long war between the undead and the crystal cluster on the southern border of Madara, yet he doesn't even know it in the game
The undead acted aggressively in their attack on the civilized world, but they concealed their steadily retreating south of the Sea of Dead Moon. Does the Supreme One holding the Mercury Rod know all this
He didn't care about the grudge between Yufeng and the ghost car, or the arrangement of the dead in the east, but he was only interested in the entanglement between them and dusk.
It seemed to be a keen sense of smell inherited into the game, which made him feel that there might be something he wanted behind it.
Why did Madara attack the civilized world—
The undead are not cultists who don't care about them. They are crazy to destroy the civilization and order of the world to maintain the foundation.
Instalong seemed to see through his mind at a glance.
He knew that this'person' had long known that he would be interested in the entanglement between the crystal cluster and the undead, and he also knew that since he appeared here, he must have heard related rumors.
The black road that had prospered for so many years was suddenly closed, not to mention that Weird had just patronized Rosalind.
"You and I are the same kind of people, Mr. Earl," Instaron explained when his expression changed slightly, "I also wondered why the Mercury Rod appeared in this era, but when I saw your Majesty , I realized that all of this is inevitable."
Brando was silent.
But when he raised his head again, he seemed to have figured out some things:
"The Land Legion has already failed, right?"
Instalong looked at him with his mouth wide open as if he was stuck, and as if pinched by his neck. For the first time, a trace of heart palpitations flashed through the depths of the young dark knight's eyes.
Brando didn't care about him. In his thoughts, the scattered pearls were connected by an invisible line to form a complete fact.
He had never had such a keenness before, but since that dream, everything seemed to have changed.
A thousand years ago, at the end of the War of the Saints, the Dark Dragon sealed the core area of Vaughan, and at the edge of the world, the war never ceased. The Miner sent their strongest legions to the borders of the world, but faced the most fragile areas of the heart to the uprisings of mortals. In this way, a thousand years have passed.
The last legacy left by the Council of Truth is also gone.
In the ignorance of the mortal people, the Land Legion that had lost the empire's dependence finally failed. The power of the Twilight Dragon had long been awakened, and Roman was just the last countdown to its arrival in this world.
"The first time the undead saw the crystal cluster, what year was it?"
"... Seventy-seven years ago, Robl's undead lord arrived at an ancient battlefield while expanding south, and they retrieved the mercury rod from there..."
"... Soon thereafter, there was a star fall disaster. The star fall disaster was only visible in the southern part of Madara and the Jiufeng area. Not long after that, a crack appeared on the border of the Black Forest. Began to invade our world."
"Even if you have mercury rods, you can't resist them?"
"Too many... Few people know that Madara has lost half of its borders in the south."
"So you are going to migrate west and north, and invade Eruin and Saint Ossor, and even the entire civilized world?" Brando asked, his voice a little serious: "You are the same people of Martha, you Why not warn us?"
"Because you are humans, we are undead," Instaron replied, "and we are not just to escape."
"Because Eruin?"
Instarron looked at him steadily, and got stuck a second time.
After a long while, he slowly said, "It makes me feel terrible to change to you this time, Lord Lord..."