Caterina pulled the curtains open, and the morning sun shone through the glass windows, leaving a grid of light on the floor.

Pushing open the window, the fresh and cool air outside came in, and there was a silver bell-like laugh from little Ella outside, that little girl didn't know that I was back, and I was injured, if she knew, she would definitely come and laugh at me, she is not an orc girl who likes to be quiet, and she will not give up this opportunity to make fun of me.

Although the wound healed quickly, for the time being, I could only lie honestly on the bed, and I would feel a strong stinging pain when I moved a little, like countless steel needles strung into the muscles, and I didn't even dare to laugh, and the muscles of my face would involve the wound on my neck.

Caterina turned around, the sun shining through her red hair, her whole body bathed in the morning light, she stared at me without saying a word, there was something shiny in her ruby eyes, she seemed to blame herself a little, regretting that she hadn't followed me at the latest.

I lay on the bed, spread my hands and said to her, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it would be like this!"

There were some blood stains on the snow-white sheets, and the surface of the torn wound on the arm was scabbed, and the body was obviously not so painful anymore.

She sat on the edge of the bed and lifted the sheets, saw that I was also covered with wounds, and said with a slight frown, "Does it still hurt?"

Seeing her long eyelashes trembling slightly, I slowly reached out and wiped a drop of crystal from the corner of her eye with my thumb.

Then he smiled and said: "It's much better, you know, when I was in the caravan, I experienced more painful things than this, and this injury is nothing at all...... And it was just an accident, I wanted to find some answers, but so far nothing has come of it. ”

Knowing that I was looking for Mo Xiang to solve the mystery of my own background, Caterina heard me say 'nothing to come of', sighed softly and said, "There is no need to worry about this kind of thing, there will be an answer one day." ”

I forced a smile and said, "It's not completely unrewarding, tell you...... I may have angelic blood, as one of the great mages of the Mo family told me personally, saying that only those who have angelic bloodline can detonate the power contained in angel wings, in that case...... Maybe I'm a half-angel. ”

Caterina glanced at me, looking incredulous.

I sat up from the bed, looked down at the countless sinuous lacerations on my chest that seemed to have been cut by the 'wind blade', carefully peeled open a scab, saw that the wound had grown tender red flesh inside, and said to Katarina, "It looks like she is recovering well." ”

She also leaned over to look at my wound, her long fluffy hair falling on my chest, a little itchy.

"I'm going to ask for your leave from the academy, do you want to put the rest off?" asked Caterina as she looked up, her hair scented with rose petals.

I moved my arm slightly, lifted the quilt and lifted my leg, feeling the pain within a tolerable range, and said to Katerina, "It's okay, the morning magic class should be fine, it's the same wherever you sit anyway, and it's almost completely healed." ”

I jumped out of bed, endured the pain, gently spread my hands and spun in circles, and said to Katarina, "Look how fast I recover!"

......

Leaning back on the soft leather sofa in the car, I looked out the window to see the golden trees in autumn in Dì Dū.

Approaching the harvest festival, the number of pedestrians on the street increased significantly, some small traders began to compete for the most advantageous position on the street, the dazzling goods are almost all prepared for this festival, the advent of the harvest festival, but also officially opened the prelude to the winter storage of DìDū people, although not as exaggerated as the people of the north, the people of the north have to store food for more than half a year for the long winter, while the people of Dì Dū only need four months, and when the southeast trade wind of the endless sea blows in the spring, the ice and snow on the land melt, and the supplies of the southern provinces will be replenished again。

After the harvest festival and the Chéng Rén ritual, Dì Dū officially welcomes winter.

After the first snowfall, the Dì Dū people prefer to hide in front of the fireplace at home and do not want to go out casually.

At this time, the people in DìDū are also the most chaotic in their dress, some young girls will walk the streets in lolita dresses that show off their white breasts, some gentlemen will travel in fur coats that smell of oil, and some coachmen and small traders will seem to enter winter early, they will be wrapped in thick cotton clothes and stand in the streets without an image to speak of, or there are some wandering poets and knights who like to wear tight leather armor and show off their muscles shirtless, except for some magicians who still wear some old-fashioned magic robes.

A large group of young people walked down the street with a few musicians holding organs, they gathered in the streets to cause traffic jams, almost all magic caravans had to slow down, or even stop on the side of the road to avoid it, and around the time of the harvest festival, Dì Dūli encouraged various forms of celebration, this kind of procession is a more traditional way of celebration, and many pedestrians walking on the road can't help but follow and join the parade of singing and dancing.

The decree issued by the Dì Dū City Hall clearly states that magic caravans on the street need to be avoided or detoured at such times.

Unexpectedly, this celebratory team happened to appear on Yulin Street, blocking the road ahead, and it was necessary to walk a long way to reach the Royal Academy of Magic to get around, so our magic caravan had to choose to avoid it and stop on the side of the street along the traffic in front.

In a celebration like this procession, in addition to a few musicians, there is usually a group of young girls who dance the best and beautiful at the head of the procession, taking brisk dance steps, driving the cheerful rhythm, those dances are enthusiastic and unrestrained, the body language is rich, everyone walks together to the beat, which is many times better than the dance of the girls in El City, in El City every harvest festival everyone also dances, but those dance movements are like holding an apple basket in a circle, almost no other movements, until people are dizzy。

Seeing Katerina look out the window at the procession of celebration and showing envy, I then remembered that she had also studied dance in the dance troupe in the first place, and had been staying in the military camp of the Trump stronghold on the Hiero plane for several years, and this time last year, when we were adrift on the sea of the Vasqui plane, we missed the grand harvest festival on Dì Dū's side.

"Do you want to get out of the car and dance with them? I bowed to the front of the procession and asked Katarina.

She shook her head, without hesitation, and her gaze fell back on me.

"Actually, you can go and join in the fun, there is the Royal Academy of Magic in front of you, and you can't sit in the classroom with me to listen to the magic class, at most wait for ......me at the entrance of the academy at noon."

Caterina still shook her head stubbornly, glanced at the short dagger tied to the root of her thigh, smiled faintly, her lips slightly upturned, maybe at this moment, only these two daggers were all her pride.

......

The procession was crowded with a thin young man with several large backpacks full of magical newspapers, he wanted to sell these magical newspapers he was carrying to the people around him, after all, there were many people gathered here, even if only one of the hundred people was willing to buy a magical newspaper, he could quickly sell these magical newspapers, but unfortunately he miscalculated the market in front of him, the people who came to participate in the celebration did not intend to buy a cumbersome magical newspaper to carry with him, did he want to dance in the crowd with a magical newspaper?

Therefore, he huddled in the crowd, carrying a heavy magic report on his back, and walked with great difficulty.

Soon he was pushed to the back by the crowd of people attending the celebration, and even struggling was to no avail, and there was a line of stopped magic caravans on the side of the road, and he was pushed and shoved by the crowd to the side of the caravan, and the bag behind him hit the wall of the carriage hard, and the coachman who was sitting in the driver's seat looked back.

He smiled apologetically at the coachman, who returned his gaze to the pretty girl in the front row.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to lean on the magic carriage to tidy up the bag containing the newspaper, but at this time, an arm like a white lotus root stretched out from the car window, and between the index finger and the middle finger of that hand was a silver glittering silver hammer, and with the light lifting of the index finger, the silver hammer jumped very spiritually into the purse purse on the young man's chest, and made some crisp collision sound with the copper plate inside.

The young man didn't even have time to ask before he was once again surrounded by the crowd and walked forward, and he couldn't stop by the carriage.

At this time, the white hand quickly pulled a scroll of magic newspaper from the young man's pocket, and quickly retracted it into the carriage, and it was not even a second before and after, and the young man was swept away by the crowd before he even had time to communicate......

Caterina handed me the magical newspaper that smelled of ink, and I slowly unfolded the day's Dì Dū magic newspaper, only to find that the entire page was full of information about Angela's multifaceted departure ceremony yesterday.

This was the largest surge of Dì Dū in the autumn of the year, and the legion assembled nearly seventy Constructed Knights, including ten wealthy nobles who were staunch supporters of Crown Prince Charlie, and almost all commentators boasted about this support army, both in terms of size and the forces behind the reinforcements, indicating that the expedition was for victory.

His Royal Highness Crown Prince Charles has been fighting in Angela for nearly a year, and his greatest contribution is to reoccupy the five Mithril mines of Angela and re-stabilize the magic Mithril market of the Green Empire, but the purpose of further expanding the results of the war has not been achieved, but the Nakma people of Angela have been dragged to the death in Angela.

Even if there is a Mo legion stationed in Angelado later, it can only help His Royal Highness Charles block the enemy, if it is not for the Mo legion to arrive in Angelado in time, the situation of the Royal Constructed Knights is precarious, and the Nakma people seem to realize the importance of the Mithril Mine and want to retake these Mithril Mines from the hands of the Grimm.

The legions in the hands of the Babington family on the surface of Angela have almost been exhausted, and the Babington family is still ruling on the surface, but in fact, except for the two major Mithril mines, there are few members of the Babington family in other areas, even the city where Angela is connected to the teleportation circle of San Carlos City is also in the hands of the Captain of Ex.

The reinforcements that went to Angela this time were converging with the three powerful forces of the Captain of the Strange Rock City Ex Legion, the Mo family's descendant Constructed Knight Legion, and the Royal Constructed Knight Legion of His Royal Highness Prince Charlie, it can be said that the troops put into Angela's multi-faceted face far exceeded the battle of the Kenda Plane Warat Valley last year, not only the Dì Dū people, but the entire Grimm Empire firmly believed that victory was just around the corner.

Therefore, the little lords who were waiting for the opportunity to make war profits in DìDū could no longer sit still, they were like sharks smelling blood, and they began to mobilize the Constructed Knights they had hidden before, and just this week, they began to spontaneously organize the Angela Multi-Faceted Aid Group, preparing to pour into the Angela Multi-Faceted Noodles through the teleportation circle of San Carlos City, and go to the battlefield to get a piece of the pie.

In the Dì Dū magic newspaper, some commentators publicized these blood-sucking leech-like little lords, mocking the appearance of these little lords for being too ugly, and saying that the power of the wealthy families in Angela should find a balance, and everyone's interests should be divided, and at this time, no one will welcome those little lords and their Constructed Knights.

Although the Babington family now controls the portal to enter the many faces of Angela, they have actually lost control of the many faces of Angela, they want to muddy the waters of the many faces of Angela, and every Constructed Knights who want to enter the many faces of Angela has to pay a one-time gate fee to the House of Babington, so the House of Babington has opened the portal to the many faces of Angela to these little lords in Dì Dū.

There were some mixed reviews in the magical newspapers, but that's the general situation with Angela.

After Mo Xiang sent me home last night, he also had to rush back to Angela overnight to preside over the battle over there, after all, it was time to finally divide the benefits, the cake was already so big, and it would not automatically increase because there were more people, and if there were more people, there would naturally be not enough points, and if someone wants to eat well, there will naturally be people who are hungry and can't eat.

Originally, it was just a cake that His Royal Highness Crown Prince Charles, Captain Aix, and the Babington family divided the many noodles of Angela, but now there are eleven more noble and wealthy families, and there are also small lords who continue to gather in Angela.

Many of the articles in the magical newspaper were sarcastic......