In the cage, a strong man dressed in a wolf jacket paced restlessly back and forth in the steel-made birdcage-shaped cell.

There were no walls to keep out the wind, but all guardrails made of iron rods, where the cold wind swept in and out of the northern cold, wantonly abusing the imperial heads of state in their cages. The strong man's breath of white breath was immediately blown away by the wind. Although it's still the Burning Moon, it's still cold at night just outside the northern borders of the Empire, near the frozen Northland.

The cold snap beyond the sea of ice carried thousands of snowflakes and continued to blow southward, trying to expand its silver-white territory. The army of the Hilfa Empire, on the other hand, advanced its corps to the three cities of the North County, striving to occupy more spheres of influence to the north.

Not so long ago, the prisoners were leaders of nations, and it was a magnificent, brightly lit conference room, and not a single one present realized that it was an illusion forged by spiritual power.

"Hey!" the strong man slammed his fist on the table in frustration, "Navier!

In the corner of the cage, a skinny human man sat on the floor with his back against a folded chair, wrapped in a sumptuous robe that did not match his size. His temples have climbed into some frost and snow, and his beard is also a little gray, he should be a little old, and he will not be old.

To everyone's astonishment, he was nibbling on a wheat loaf. The king of the ancient kingdom of the eastern part of the country had brought with him a piece of the most ordinary wheat cake to such a meeting! And now, he actually ate it in a grand manner—although everyone wanted to rebuke him, the aroma made one have to admit the wisdom of the old king. Originally, I thought that he was wearing very thick clothes because of his old age and frailty, but now it seems that he is also very prescient.

Hearing someone call him, he raised his eyes slightly and said vaguely: "...... It's just sand. ”

"What?" the strong man in the wolf jacket didn't understand, and couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, I mean......" Navan, the former king of the Eastern Old Kingdom, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, cleared his throat, and reluctantly raised his voice, "My eyes got into the sand, so I didn't see it. ”

"What kind of fart are you putting on!" the strong man scolded angrily, without the demeanor and etiquette of a prince and nobleman, "If your skills are not as good as others, you still find this kind of excuse for being indiscriminate, is it a shame?"

"Bordo," Navi said with a smile, "Are you tired, sit for a while......?"

"Settle off!" Bordo's reddish-brown hair trembled with his excitement, "Lao Tzu can't sit still! What kind of heart does the Hilfa Empire have, kill and not kill, let go and not let go, what the hell are you going to do to imprison us here?!"

"Didn't people say it," the old man of the raccoon man on the side held the crown studded with gems on his head, and interjected slowly, "I want us to watch him unify the continent, carry forward the empire, and re-prosper his imagination......"

"Don't speak, I'll be annoyed when I listen to your muttering!" Bordo interrupted the king of the Western Confederation in a bad way.

The old raccoon man king was silent, and a brief calm returned to his cage.

Not long after, the sound of neat footsteps suddenly came. A group of soldiers escorted a young man dressed in the royal aristocratic attire.

The long golden curly hair, the same golden pupils, is none other than Mason, the archcon of the Hilfa Empire.

Mason came to the cage and asked, "Former Lord Bordo, is he still alive?"

"What is the front, live well!" Bordo slammed into the iron railing with a fierce hand, and a pair of thick hands gripped the railing, glaring at Mason viciously, like a trapped beast.

"That's good. The archon's voice was cold and his tone was calm, "I'm here to inform you that your three northern counties have been captured by our army, and there will be no Bordo, the king of the northern counties, on the Tivak continent in the future." ”

"What did you say?!" Bordo was stunned, barely believing his ears.

Mason did not repeat his words: "Your royal city and the other two capitals have been returned to the Empire. The original lord of the city, your two brothers, Hoffman was killed in battle, and Anxon surrendered. After saying that, he turned around and left, and the soldiers of the brigade followed him with neat steps.

Bordo's figure froze, his hands holding the iron railing motionless, like a statue in the ice and snow.

In the cage, no one spoke for a while, and no one wanted to provoke this "former" king of Beijun at this time.

But Na Wei of the Eastern Ancient Kingdom spoke again: "Grasshoppers and ants, life and rest." Generations go back and forth. The king is but a grain of sand in the vast river of time, and the crown—" he glanced at the old raccoon man's crown, "and it was even less worth mentioning. ”

Bordo slowly lowered his hands from the iron railings and turned around, his eyes fixed on Navi.

When everyone thought that Navi was going to be beaten by Bordo as a punching bag, they heard Bordo's voice unusually calm:

"What do you know?" the former king of the North County seemed to suddenly change a person, and slowly sat on the ground leaning on the iron railing, "The North County is the glory of my family. In the bitter cold land, there is nothing, and it took many generations of pioneers to establish three heroic cities there. Your ancient kingdom is rich in goods, and you don't worry that the next empire will invade your kingdom and enslave your people?

Navi smiled, "That's my country, but I'm no longer their king, and they're no longer my people." ”

The old man of the raccoon man couldn't help but speak again: "You forgot, Bordo. The Old Kingdom of the East never cared about the king, the king was just a symbolic purr. He's not here, someone must have become the new king, right?"

"I'm afraid the good news of the new king's accession to the throne has spread all over the continent. Navi nodded and smiled, "So it doesn't make any sense for the Empire to hold me or kill me. ”

"What about you," Bordo turned to look at the old raccoon, "what about your Federation?"

"I'm a merchant," the old raccoon man said, looking up at the gemstone ring on his hand, "I'm never slacking off when it comes to calculating risk." ”

He smiled slyly: "Before this departure, my ministers and I had already calculated all the risks, and now it's just bad luck to meet the worst one, of course the Federation has its own countermeasures." ”

Bordo nodded silently and muttered, "Looks like I'm the only one who's stupid, right?"

The cage is located in the middle of an empty and undulating hill. Follow the Empire's main road to the north and you'll find paths and signs leading to the cage. Of course, the brand new street sign still says "Council of Peace".

Now the main roads and small roads are patrolled day and night by soldiers of the Empire. Not far to the east of the cage, there are some sparse shrubs. In the bushes, there were two pairs of eyes, witnessing what was happening in the cage.

"Brother," the girl's voice was as soft as if it were nothing, "can you save it?"

"Shh," a young male voice responded, "I'm thinking about ......"

"You've been thinking about it all night, can you save it?"

"Don't you understand? To save or not to save is now a choice that has a bearing on the livelihood of countless people on the mainland. The young man said in a low voice, "The teacher asked us to come out to investigate the recent abnormal concentration of magic essence and the reason for the activity of magic beasts, right?"

"Yes. ”

"We've basically figured out the reason, it's that the Empire is doing some psychic research, and maybe even something to do with tearing up some agreement. ”

"That's right. ”

"Our mission is actually accomplished?"

"Hmm...... Sort of......"

A ray of moonlight fell dimly through the clouds, slightly reflecting the blurred appearance of the two men. A man and a woman, both human, dressed in alien costumes rarely seen on the continent, each holding a long, narrow sword. It was the two alien swordsmen who saved the caravan in the Valley of the Wild Spirits.

"If we don't save these Führers," Elantra muttered softly, "the Empire is likely to expand, and the smaller nations, even if they survive, will inevitably become puppets in the hands of the Empire." The empire may be able to unify the continent in a short period of time, and the continent of Tivak will give birth to a complete and unique state. Of course, given the strength of the Federation and the Old Kingdom, it may be possible to form a three-legged situation. ”

He paused, tilted his head again, and said, "But if we save these Führers and they return to their own territory, they will immediately impose sanctions on the Empire, and the flames of war will burn all over this land." ”

Elantra turned to look at Valrhona, "So should we save them?"

"You're so long-winded...... the girl grumbled bitterly.

"No, Valrhona," Elantra said softly, "it's important. I guess the real intention of the teacher to let us come out to investigate is here, at this moment. ”

"I don't think as much as you think," Valrhona said impatiently, "I just think we've been here too long, and it's hot and stuffy." What do empires, kingdoms, and their people have to do with us? I see now only those who are imprisoned without guilt, and they should be rescued. ”

"So—" Elantra still had a calm look in his eyes, even deep in thought, "you think you should save them." Even if it is possible that because of our actions, the mainland will be plunged into war. ”

"I don't care about these ......," Valrhona shrugged.

After pondering for a long time, Elantra suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were no longer hesitant and confused.

"Maybe you're right, sister. He whispered, "I just saw my arrogance. All spirits have their own lives. The teacher taught us to think as we pleased, and did not expect anything from us. ”

He staggered to his feet and brazenly stepped out of the bushes, exposing himself to the wilderness.

"Let's go. He leaned slightly and made a "please" motion, and Valrhona followed with satisfaction.

"Draw the knife and cut off the water!" the young man shouted, both in his voice and in the content of his words, which was unusually noticeable in the open wilderness.

On a clear night, it was as if a bolt of lightning had pierced the ridge and cut the shackles and steel fences of the cages.

"Enemy attack! enemy attack!" the soldiers guarding the cage kept warning. For a moment, shouts of killing rang out, and the Imperial soldiers gathered around the cage from all directions.

The shield swordsman rushed to the front of the soldiers, trying to fend off the attackers with a shield array. However, the sword qi transformed by spiritual power tore apart the formation of the soldiers one by one. The female swordsman who robbed the prison was extremely swift, shuttling through the battle array, like a glittering pink swallowtail butterfly in the dark night, flying freely, and no one could catch her.

With a swift and powerful raid, the two rescued the imprisoned dignitaries of various countries, covering them all the way to the east. Behind them, a large number of Imperial soldiers gathered and gave hot pursuit.

After hearing the report of the attack on the cell and the escape of the prisoners, Mason stopped General Ferne, who was going to lead his army in pursuit, and ordered the retreat of the pursuers.

"No," he said lightly, "it's not that I didn't think it would be robbed, so there's nothing to hurry." ”