Sheffield's Green Camp and Training Ground were still the same as before, the wooden fences of the Green Camp and the training ground surrounded by high walls, the solemn wooden doors carved by tree-patterned unicorns, and the well-marked sentry posts were as calm as ever, except that the Green Camp suddenly gathered many more Wood Elf warriors than usual. The big guy with the carved face is also much stricter than usual in training, and his favorite thing to mention to these training fighters is this: "The sudden training is very harsh now, but I would rather you sweat more than shed more blood!" ”

In Sheffield's Titan Treehouse, the atmosphere was also very tense, since the handwritten letter handed to Baron Wood by Squire Sethalman when he left was read by His Excellency the Baron, he inexplicably smelled a faint smell of blood, this inexplicable omen made his heart beat, he asked the deputy of Legral to step up the training of Wood Elf warriors, and sent a Wood Elf scout with his mission to Unocal King City to investigate, and he himself returned to Sheffield's treehouse, I couldn't help but pick up the handwritten letter of the Wood Elf King again-

Dear Brother Wang, Baron Sheffield, Captain of the Sheffield Border Patrol Brigade in Erwinia, Light Wood Elf Knight of Sheffield:

I will make my son, your nephew, Dadel Forrest Horter, the Wood Elf Crown Prince of the Elvenian Wood Elf Kingdom, and I hope you will treat your nephew as if he were a brother. Your nephew has the noble blood of our Hort family in his blood, and you should continue to fulfill the oath of the Hort family for the Elwinian Wood Elf Kingdom.

Your royal brother: Frevice Forrest Horter

This is a letter from home, so the title will be waived.

March 33, 1029 -

Wood frowned, and when he had finished reading his brother's handwriting, he threw it to the side of the wooden desk, his fingers tapping on the top of the wooden desk, making a rapid thump. He knew very well that the prince set up by the royal brother was only a newborn nursing baby, and he had neither the ability to deal with government affairs nor any ability to rule Erwinia, this sudden establishment of the prince seemed very strange and intriguing, for this handwritten letter that his royal brother suddenly sent from the royal city of Unocal, he read it up and down at least a dozen times, and he tried his best to find clues that could reflect the current situation of the royal city and the situation of the royal brother from between the lines, but he gained nothing, only felt that the handwriting of this handwriting was slightly sloppy. He suddenly stood up from the wooden desk, his deep blue eyes were full of worry, and he couldn't help but start pacing back and forth in the treehouse, twisting the long golden hair on his shoulders from time to time, and his willow-like pointed ears were twitching slightly, and his face was very gloomy. From time to time, he glanced at Baron Glenn Faun, who was standing beside him, sighed softly, and then shook his head, as if he wanted to say something, but he stopped talking.

"Your Excellency, you have read this Wood Elf King's handbook more than a dozen times. It looks like you're in a state of extreme melancholy between your brows, and I wonder if I can help you. Or send me to get Mr. Squier back. Glenn smelled the strange smell that had suddenly become a little strange, and Baron Wood used to ask him about him when he had a political problem, but this time the situation was quite different.

"You may not have the right to help me in this matter. Glenn Fahn. I'm really upset right now. Oh, and besides, you don't have to call Squire back, there's nothing he can do about it. Wood opened his mouth and looked at Glenn who was standing beside him, and after throwing out a straightforward refusal, he sighed to Glenn again, "If you can help me, it's a pity you can't." Oh, by the way, Glenn, did the scouts I sent to Unocal come back? ”

"They haven't returned. You were sent to Unocal City just yesterday, and even if they can complete their mission quickly and stay around the clock, they will at least have to wait until tomorrow evening. Glenn looked at the worried Wood with a blank expression, looking very calm.

"Ah, is this going to give me a breath of relief, or is this going to make me hold back for another day?" Wood clenched his hands into fists and slammed into the wooden table.

"It seems that what you have encountered is probably your family affair, Glenn Fahn knows that his status is low, and even your sister Miss Avanna is not looking at me right now." Glenn thought of a way, but he couldn't say it directly, he knew it was inappropriate on this occasion, but what he said seemed like a slight complaint.

"Yes, Evenna is now like under the spell of bewitchment, still thinking about the dead Trian. Tork Hovent was a good young man, but he died. I would like to find a relative to share the worries of this letter with me! Not really! Her brother and I are the only ones to worry about such an important event! Wood began to whisper about Avanna, who he had always regarded as a treasure, "I know you adore her. You are also the second nobleman other than Tork Hovent to make me look at, and to match Evenna's age and status. ”

"I'm trying to make love with Miss Avanna. I'm ready to take it easy, no matter how many times Ivana refuses. All I need is time. Glenn said to Baron Wood respectfully, and he changed his words, "and now I want to treat you as my brother, my brother, and I want to share with you the worries of this letter." ”

"Alright, if you can make my sister Evenna change her mind and fall in love with you, I will recognize your identity, and I will marry Evenna to you." Wood gave Glenn a promise.

"I will prove by my actions that you are not wrong, my future brother." Glenn's face finally showed unconcealable joy, "Is this a marriage contract that you verbally agreed?" ”

"Yes, Glenn, this is my verbal agreement to the marriage, a promise given to you in Forrest's name." Wood gritted his teeth and finally nodded affirmatively.

"Now, then, as a prospective son-in-law of the Eart family, I can explore the source of your worries for you." Glenn patted his chest, his eyes lit up, and his eyes were full of confidence.

"You're qualified. Come on. That's what I'm anxious about right now. I'd like to hear what you think. Wood showed Glenn the Elven King's handwriting on the wooden table, and Glenn studied the hidden meanings of the words.

"Thank you for your trust, my brother. There was a lot of unusual information in this handwritten letter from His Majesty the Wood Elf King. Glenn's eyes became a little gloomy, he seemed to have understood what Wood was worried about, the happy smile on his yellowish face suddenly disappeared without a trace, and became very serious, he looked at Baron Wood, "What a sudden prince, and it is through a letter from home!" The former Wood Elf King has always released the Crown Prince through a national announcement in Elvenia, what kind of niece is this Dadel of yours? ”

"He's a nursing baby." Wood was still a little hesitant, but finally he said this fact.

"To tell you the truth, I think this is a decision that is brewing in the forests of Ervenia, and with this sloppy handwriting, Your Majesty must have suffered some major change." Glenn's heart was shocked, and his expression became more serious, "Perhaps, my brother thinks the same way." It's just that hesitant to think of what comes to mind later. This kind of thing may never happen in our history in Herwinia, but we may begin to experience and choose. ”

"Clever lad, I said that you are no less capable of judging matters than old Squire." Wood nodded affirmatively and asked, "So what should I do now?" ”

"Can you use that multicolored quill pen in your pen holder, brother? I think you've thought of two ways. Let's each write down the words we tend to be more inclined to. Glenn took a multicolored quill from Wood's hand and turned around. He handed the pen to Baron Wood.

"I don't know if my guess is correct or not. But I think it's a scourge brewing in Erwinia's history, and it's also your chance. Glenn clasped his hands.

"Yes, this is an opportunity, but I don't know what my two brothers think now, and this kind of thing, if you take a wrong step, you will never recover." With his hands behind his back, Wood reached out his other hand and placed the multicolored quill in the pen holder on the wooden desk.

"Well, let me see your conjectures and tendencies." Wood's deep blue eyes stared at Glenn wistfully, as if trying to see through his heart. Glenn Yewood held out his hand at the command, and in his palm was just a wood elf word, "Мовас".

"Thank you, Glenn Fahn, my brother-to-be, for giving me the courage to take a desperate gamble." Wood's gloomy face faded away, and he smiled instead, and he stretched out the hand he had just put behind his back, spread out his palm, and wrote the same Wood Elf words in his palm as Glenn, and he continued, "Since we have all thought of this layer, then my second brother, Snowdain Baron Werther, and that nasty stepbrother, Samaras, the garrison officer of Setarde, will also think the same. ”

"But we should start preparing now, the time is fast approaching for the storms in Ervenia, and the forest will be ablaze. Maybe it's just a matter of time, and we'll have to wait and see what happens before we want to move. Tomorrow evening or early the next morning, maybe the news of Unocal will reach us in Sheffield. Glenn wiped the handwriting off his hand, and he spread his clean hands to Wood again.

"Yes, we are now at a disadvantage in the power of the entire Elwinia. The best strategy is to be quiet first and then move. I immediately revised the book and returned it to Brother Wang, declaring openly that we, Sheffield, supported the decision of the Wood Elf King. I fully support my nephew's quest for the crown prince. I'm going to wait quietly in Sheffield for my two brothers to decide. Wood threw the long golden hair on his shoulder, he clapped his hands happily, and the gloomy look on his face was suddenly swept away, he turned back to the wooden desk and lifted the multicolored quill pen resting on the pen holder, and quickly wrote a vivid reply in a parchment scroll, and he ordered a messenger from Baron Glenn to be called, and after sealing the parchment scroll, he put on a wax seal and handed it to the summoned wood elf messenger.