Since the incident here, the ten miles around the legation have been cleared by order of the Lord of Holder, and all the occupants of the vicinity have been driven out, and no one is allowed to approach.

The group of people who were blatantly coming towards the legation on the other side must be the group of local observers they had just discussed, right?

There was a roar of fierce horses, and the carriage of the city lord's mansion stopped in front of the legation. Monroe rode on his horse and looked at each other with the three outsiders for a few seconds, and Monroe's domineering face showed a slight smile, and it grew bigger and bigger, and finally laughed.

The Sanya and the others also got out of the carriage, and when they saw Monroe laughing, he jumped off the horse, and then strode towards one of the three people on the opposite side, a middle-aged man with a somewhat frightened eye. The people in Sanya were puzzled.

"Hahahaha! Shandaril, my friend, I didn't expect you to come. Monroe strode towards Sandaril as he stretched out his arms.

"Monroe, I didn't expect you to come, it seems that His Majesty Aldrich takes this matter very seriously!" Shandaril also smiled, but the falcon-like eyes were still so fierce.

The two hugged warmly.

"Who is this Monroe senior?" Alec asked Wolfley beside him using the telephonic mystic.

Since this person can be called a brother and sister to Shandariel's predecessors, he must naturally be among his peers, and there is no doubt that his predecessors are called out.

Wolfley smiled mysteriously, and said in a very gossipy voice: "Do you know that Shandariel is known as the fastest flying man in the human race?"

Alec nodded quietly. Of course, he knew that Shandaril's predecessor was also a Sacred Domain powerhouse, and his third-level "atavistic ancestor" was the beast that turned into an ancient demonic beast "Thunder Feather Demon Eagle".

Shandaril was as fast as lightning after being transformed into a beast, and he could be said to be the fastest flying person among all the feathered beast innate abilities.

Wolfley continued, "This guy known as "Dragonwing" is called Monroe Nat, and he is the leader of a large mercenary group. He's got a gale-wing pterosaur as a mount. ”

"Gale Pterodactyl?!" Alex's eyes lit up as he remembered the name Monroe. Monroe's fame a few decades ago has somewhat disappeared over the years, so Alec didn't think about it for a while.

Alec certainly knew about the fastest flying branch of the pterosaur family, the Gale Pterodactyl. Did these two ever compete?

As if he had guessed Alec's thoughts, Wolfry said, "The two had a competition twenty years ago, one was the fastest flying among the beast-shaped talents, and the other was a dragon knight with the fastest flying gale pterosaur in the pterodactyl clan. When the two meet, they naturally have to learn who is the fastest man in the world. ”

"Has this Monroe Leader already broken through the Sanctuary?oh yes, who won?" Alec's eyes lit up, and the fire of curiosity in his chest burned brightly.

"Hehe, although Monroe has never admitted it, I'm sure he's definitely a Sanctuary powerhouse. This guy seems to be very yin, and he is not inferior to me in intelligence.

The old boy of Shandaril was also very hypocritical, and he did not mention the results of the competition. Since then, however, the two have become friends. Hmph, Monroe has rarely traveled to Central China in recent years, and I don't have any chance of contact. Otherwise, I'd have been able to get the results of that contest out of his mouth. Wolfley smiled, but a little unwillingly.

Alec's eyes suddenly showed a look of disappointment, he also wanted to know the result!

"Captain Monroe, who is this?" asked Sanya as she stepped forward and asked Monroe.

Seeing that Monroe seemed to be quite familiar with one of them, everyone became somewhat happy in their hearts.

"Come on, come on, let me introduce you to you. This is my good friend, the Sanctuary powerhouse of the Immortal Alliance, Shandariel. I'm afraid this hero is Sandariel's best friend, the Sanctuary powerhouse Wolfri, right? I hope I'm not mistaken, hahahaha!" Monroe laughed and introduced the two.

Of course, Monroe knew that he was not mistaken, his intelligence network was extremely powerful, and he already had Wolfley's magical portrait and information in his desk.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the long-famous head of Monroe to know me, do you see it, hehe. Wolfrey laughed, walked up to Monroe, and when he passed by Shandaril, he also pushed his elbow against Shandaril and squeezed his eyebrows, looking proud.

After the two saluted each other, Monroe asked Shandariel, "Who is this friend? ”

Before Sandariel could speak, Wolfley preemptively said loudly, "I'm coming, I'm coming, this is called Alec, the most proud disciple of the Immortal Alliance's "Lord Gathering Spirits". He is the main role of this investigation team, and my role is also very great, Shandariel, can barely be regarded as a means of transportation. ”

Wolfrey's underwhelming look made Alec blush a little, and he "betrayed" his details so quickly. Sure enough, as Shandariel's predecessors said, wisdom is related to talent!

"Your dog nose is indeed much more useful than mine. Shandaril said coldly.

Seeing that Wolfley looked like he was trying to find a way to refute it, Alec was amused in his heart, and said in his heart: Sure enough, people don't talk much, and they are worthy of being Shandaril's predecessors.

"Hello, Monroe Senpai, my name is Alec, please take care of me. Alec stepped forward and bowed in a junior salute.

Alec is from the Shadow Empire, but his family lives far from Orion's borders. And Alec, who is just from an ordinary family, has not suffered any baptism of war.

Therefore, although the two countries are hostile countries, Alec does not have much hatred for the Orionians in front of him.

Monroe, for his part, also introduced the people behind him to these outside observers, and after everyone saluted, they began their real purpose of coming.

"I know a little bit about the Soul Gathering talent, I wonder what stage Mr. Alec has entered?" asked Sunnya politely. This is very important, and it is what everyone in Orion is most concerned about at the moment.

"I was fortunate enough to enter the second level of 'soul gathering' stage, and it was because of this that the teacher assigned me this matter. Alec replied.

Everyone in O'Alley was overjoyed, and his heart was really as Master Monroe said, as long as it was related to the death of the heir, there would be people with the innate ability to gather souls who had reached the "Soul Gathering" to participate in the investigation.

"I beg your pardon for the fact that the Observer Guild did not appoint us here. But please understand that this is, after all, about peace between the Orion Empire and the Essapos Divine Kingdom. So please allow us to watch from the sidelines during the survey. Sunia hesitated for a moment, but still stubbornly said.

Although Alec had been prepared for a long time, he still unconsciously looked at Shandaril next to him. Although he was the main force of the investigation team, the teacher explained when he left, and listened to the words of Shandariel's predecessors in everything.

Shandaril saw the inquiring look in Alec's eyes, and he didn't look at Monroe.

Shandaril said softly, "Of course I understand your concerns about this matter, but while we investigate, please do not do anything and do not speak.

Please understand that any action may interfere with our judgment, and it is not fair to anyone. ”

When Sonia heard this, he was playful, so he quickly nodded and said, "Of course, don't worry, we promise that we won't say a word." ”

Sandariel nodded and continued, "Of course, when all the investigations are over, the two parties can sit down and discuss the matter together. After all, everyone is here to find the murderer, to make peace, right?"

"Of course, understand, understand!" Sonia continued to nod, glad that the outsider powerhouse was so understanding.

O'Lane secretly said in their hearts, sure enough, there will be people on the Essapos side, but they don't know what kind of person it is.

"Alright, let's go in, the people of the Esapos kingdom have been waiting for a long time. ”

Everyone opened the door and entered the legation, and although several days had passed, the legation was still filled with the strong smell of charcoal fire.

The spacious atrium was full of holes, and a feeling of dead silence suddenly crept into everyone's hearts, if it weren't for the bright sun shining at this moment, I am afraid everyone would feel a gust of yin wind coming.

The two groups of people didn't walk for a few minutes before they saw a man in black sitting cross-legged in the middle of a square that looked like a battlefield site.

The man was expressionless, dressed in black plain clothes, and the black headband tied on his head fluttered in the wind. Olane's hearts tightened, and they knew that this was the garment worn by the desert people as they mourned the dead.

Mitchell, who was walking in the middle of the crowd, had his pupils constricted, and his walking steps were also paused. He recognized this man, the "Lampbearer" Moraga, whom he had fought several times that day.

Nuka also frowned slightly, he also recognized this desert man who had a bit of a big picture, and he knew that this person was the only survivor in the legation.

Neither Nuka nor Mitchell spoke, nor did they explain Moraga's identity to the others, after all, Cindaril had just said that he couldn't speak, and they didn't want to upset the investigators.

Moraga's eyes opened, and he felt the arrival of the crowd. Essapos was too far away for their observers and the new officials of the legation to arrive in time, so the task fell to him, the guilty man.

In order to preserve the integrity of the remains, Moroca put the remains of the three princes into the ice cellar. These days, he has been guarding the legation, one is to wait for Dazemo, and the other is to protect it from being destroyed by outsiders.

Moroga also saw Mitchell, and he didn't know how to deal with this "friend" with whom he had some sympathy.

Moroka was not a brainless warrior, and he didn't want to guess who killed His Royal Highness the Third Prince. But whatever the outcome, the death of the three princes is related to these people.

Although there was a faint idea in his heart that the death of the third prince was somewhat self-inflicted, as a retainer, he would never dare to bring this idea to the surface.