Rogetta heard the voice and looked back in shock. From outside the courtyard, two Dawn Guards dressed in elven chain mail walked first, and two elven guards stood on one side of the door. An elven princess dressed in white, Brianne Calanhill Miaoxing appeared there, walking gracefully through the two of them into the courtyard.

Fang Yu was slightly stunned when he saw this elven princess, but he didn't expect to meet this hero of the Battle of Byrne again.

As Brian walked into the courtyard, she glanced at him and bowed her head to him.

This detail made Fang Yu stunned, and even forgot to return the salute, this legendary elf princess recognized herself? He naturally had no idea what had happened before, and thought that he was just a trainee alchemist from Kapka, who had nothing to do with the other party, how could she recognize him?

The reaction of the big cats is much more muted, the gray wilderness of the lionman's homeland, far above the vast wilderness of Rotao, they have always been indifferent to the outside world, although they have heard of it, but they are not out of shape. He placed his paw on his chest and bowed slightly to Brian.

As for Parker himself, he is not a call-up in China, and he is very unfamiliar with everything about Cowlin-Ishurian. He only stared at the sapphire on the elven princess's straps with dark eyes, not knowing what to turn again.

"Ms. Miaoxing, why are you here in person?" Rogetta was surprised. "I was going to ask Elsa to pass the letter to you, but—"

"I'm not here for that, Rogerta." Brian's gaze fell on Fang Ou. "It's Mr. Ed, I'm going to take him to meet someone."

"Him?" The old dwarf was stunned and subconsciously looked at Fang Yuan.

Fang Yu was also a little at a loss, he hadn't figured out how this elf princess knew him, and who he was going to take to meet? He is just a new recruiter, who wants to see him in this world without relatives and no reason?

"But—" The old dwarf hesitated. Of course, he had already guessed what good Arquet had done, but compared to the talent that the young man had shown, neither Kapka nor Elpakhin's results in this race were insignificant.

He had already conceived the idea of keeping the young man in the Elpahim Artisans' Association, and that Kaurin-Ishurian had plenty of time to wait. But suddenly Rogetta remembered something and asked in some surprise, "Lady Miaoxing, are you going to take him to see that guy?" ”

Listening to the old dwarf's tone, Fang Yu thought of the answer almost at the same moment.

Kurufen-Novelli, another of the Elven Three, Feather of Morrowind, Ranger of Hermirfinn, Master of the Tower of the End of the Summer, Oath Keeper of the Elven King, Master Constructor - he is also said to be an outstanding alchemist, and perhaps even the closest to the title of Grand Alchemist of the era of Kaurin-Iherion.

"No more asking, Rogerta, that person doesn't like to be talked about."

"Oh," the old dwarf suddenly realized. "It's true that Kurufen has always been a stuffy gourd, but I'm not afraid of him, I was much better than him when he was studying alchemy, you could have let him come to me-"

Brian smiled slyly, but did not answer, only looked at Fang Yuan. "And what about you, young man?" She asked softly.

"Me?" Fang Yu was a little confused: "But-"

"Do you still have but?" The old dwarf was even more nervous than Brian, and his voice was raised an octave: "Little one, do you know who wants to see you, do you know who this lady is?" ”

Of course, Fang Yu knew, but he said helplessly: "But what about my assessment?" ”

"Assessment?" The old dwarf remembered that there was still such a thing, and he couldn't help but pat his head.

At the same moment, in the General Association of Artisans of Elpahim—

Sir Argyle walked on his feet, passing through the sunlight cast from the tall arched window, light and dark, but his mind was always on the mind about the Elect.

The Kaurin-Ishurian alliance is not as stable as many people think. The old king collapsed, the new king was young, and the younger brother of the previous king and the uncle of the younger king in the political map of the kingdom, Prince Coleman's family was the dominant one.

But under the monstrous power lies a foundation of instability.

While the rumored cruelty, indifference, and arbitrariness alienated the regent from his courtiers, the new king, who was only fourteen years old, was unexpectedly wise and capable, and appeared to be aggressive in political struggles, attacking cities and land, and winning decisive victories against the elderly uncle several times in a row.

It seems that a crack has been opened in the old dynasty, just waiting for the time to collapse and disappear.

In his opinion, the fact that His Royal Highness the Prince was sent by his nephew to supervise the Continental League of Al Pakhin was probably a sign. There is a saying in Aitaria that dragons do not leave their territory easily, meaning that the more powerful they are, the more dependent they are on their roots, and they will not easily go to dangerous places.

He had seen the Prince himself once before, and he was as ugly as he had been rumored, cold and arrogant, and his black eyes were so calm that he was impressed. The other party didn't look like a stupid person, but he didn't understand why the other party made this decision so easily, maybe he had other plans.

But everyone on the ship already felt the imminent calamity and began to look for shelter, which was a sign before the edifice was about to collapse. Argyll's own family was not of the princely line, but there was no centrist in such a matter - Earl Sandor, the consul of Elpahim, was a sensitive and shrewd man, who had embraced the young king's lap early, and it would be difficult for him to make a decision now.

He knew it was an old fox. The clear distinction between the Archon Elpahim and the Knights of the Silver Wind is only a superficial phenomenon, and the other party will not hesitate to strike when the opportunity arises. The only thing he could rely on was the prestige of the Knights among the people of Elpahim, and let the other party throw a mouse.

Use the time you buy to find a real solution to the problem.

Elpahim has the Ishurian dwarves, the branches of the Evan Quinn elves, and the behemoths of the Korin Merchant League and the Artisan Guild, but Argyll has made a choice that seems somewhat incomprehensible to others.

He took a fancy to the power of the Elect.

"Your Excellency," his clerk quickened his pace and caught up from behind. "I asked, that person is still a child, and we went to such great lengths to find a child? If you offend the artisan association for this, will it be too much to gain and lose? ”

There were some things he didn't say later, after all, everyone in the Order knew about it, and now there were people watching and waiting for them to make mistakes.

Argyle heard the meaning of his deputy's words, and he only took a ping-pong-sized crystal from his bosom and threw it over.

The clerk took the crystal ball and looked at the floating light and shadow in some amazement, it was a silent image that recorded the performance of Fang Yu in the previous game.

"This ......" the latter couldn't help but gasp after reading it, "If this thing hadn't been given to me by you, my lord, maybe I would have thought it was a magic fake image - the ability of the Elector is really incredible." ”

"This is not the power of the Chosen One." Argyle replied, his hand touching his curly beard. "You've heard of the Abyssal Sea Scroll, right?"

Jazz's voice was not loud, and when he mentioned the term, it seemed that even the space around him had dimmed, exuding a chill.

The clerk was silent.

For those in the know, there are two taboos that must not be mentioned. One is the Dragon Witch incident a hundred years ago, and the other is the Battle of Byrne thirteen years ago.

The surroundings were silent again—

Argyll shook his head when he saw that his young lieutenant was a little too frightened. "Don't think about it so much, that's the business of those people outside, we're only responsible for helping find people."

"Those people...... Can they really help us? The clerk couldn't help but ask.

"You're underestimating them." Argyle replied. "I heard my grandfather talk about the great war forty years ago, and their first generation of Electors was far more powerful than you might think—only because of the number of people and the final misunderstanding that cleared up, we would sit down and shake hands."

The clerk shook his head, feeling that the Electors were not as terrifying as the Grand Master had said, and that there might be some of the best among them, but there were also quite a few geniuses among the natives—not to mention a population base far superior to that of the other party.

Moreover, the Electors have one of the greatest flaws, which is that their strength will decline dramatically after the age of thirty-five, but they have no such concerns.

When Argyll saw that he did not believe, he did not explain much.

For he does not really value the power of the Elect. Rather, in his long observations, he found that the 'people on the outside' seemed to have an unusually smooth transition of power, and that their purpose and way of doing things were often the same for a long time.

Unlike kingdoms, changes in the center of the political landscape often have far-reaching effects, and the rise and fall of aristocratic families is often at the whim of the characters above. This sense of instability had gradually grown tired of him and he had become obsessed with the stability of the 'outside'.

He made this decision at this time, on the one hand, he was forced by Count Shandot, but on the other hand, it was not what he had always expected.

Before you know it, the Elect has long been an important part of the kingdom's political power.

Walk through the hallway and into the courtyard.

Argyle saw Rogetta roaring there for the first time—the old man still had such a fiery temper even when he was old, and Sir couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that sooner or later the old dwarf would die of his bad temper.

The dwarf who was being trained was none other than Arquette, who saw Argyll as if he were a savior, and shouted, "Ah, Sir Argyll, you're a little late, the game is over—"

Rogetta glared at him before turning back and saying to Argyle angrily, "Human boy, what are you doing again, are you looking at my jokes?" ”

Argyle shrugged, the old dwarf had been working at the Elpahim Artisans since he was very young, and the dwarves had a particularly long lifespan, hence the name "human boy".

He didn't care, and only replied casually: "I'm not so idle, old friend, I'm here to find someone." ”

Although he didn't mind on the surface, Argyle was very stingy in biting the word 'old' to the point where he pronounced it clearly and with special accents.

"You're here for someone, too?" Rogetta was stunned.

"Also?" Sir Argyle looked left and right, and suddenly felt something unpleasant: "So someone has already got a head start before me?" ”

"Haha," the old dwarf seemed to hear something particularly interesting, and his anger disappeared suddenly, and he couldn't help laughing: "Let me guess, human boy, could it be that you are also here to find that little guy?" ”

"Little one?" Sir Argyll's sense of foreboding escalated once more. "Old fellow, you'd better make it clear, how do you know who I'm looking for? And who would dare to take the person I was looking for first? ”

"Who dares to take the person you're looking for first, what a majesty, human boy," Rogetta disagreed, instead mimicking his tone. "Guess who, Brianne Calanhill Miscellaneous, how about it, do you want to trouble this lady?"

"Princess Miaoxing?" Sir Argyle's face changed, and he suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

In this city, his family can be regarded as having a head and a face.

But in front of the daughter of the Elven King of Evan Quinn, the Seven Heroes of the Battle of Byrne, the legendary Ranger Princess Brian, it really is nothing.

Don't talk about him, even His Majesty the King of Kaulin today will not be able to take the supreme shelf in the face of this princess.

……

Fang Plover walked among the arch guards of the elven guards, and couldn't help but look left and right a little crampedly, the surrounding Elves of Evan Quinn were dressed in gorgeous elven silver chain mail, the height was almost the same, and the pointed ears were all handsome and abnormal.

This race is like the descendants of the legendary gods, flawless and long-lived, but a little cold and fond of a straight face.

The forest elves are quite different in this regard, at least Miss Attila seems to be more of a living person, gentle, generous, strong, and compassionate.

Compared with the indifference and elegance of this legendary princess, he still prefers someone like Miss Elf who is closer to life.

And just when Fang Yu involuntarily compared Brian and Attila in his mind, the elven princess turned her head coldly and looked at him with some amusement: "What is Ed looking at, do you think that we are really the same as the rumors, cold and unkind?" ”

"Huh?" Fang Yu was taken aback, there was a kind of emptiness that was exposed on the spot, and he almost thought that this legendary elf princess could also read his mind, and shook his hand again and again: "No, no!" ”

Brian smiled disappreciatively and didn't explain.

Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but he was really curious in his heart, and took the initiative of the other party to ask the question that he couldn't think of an answer to: "Ms. Miaoxing, how did you know me?" ”

Brian glanced at him very unexpectedly, as if she remembered something, and her cold expression couldn't help but melt, revealing a smile that she couldn't help but smile: "Ed doesn't know? ”

How would I know? Fang Yu thought to himself inexplicably, shaking his head blankly.

"Then the answer to this question is better to let that person tell you personally." She replied.

"That person?" Fang Yu was stunned. "Is it Mr. Kurufen, but I didn't know Mr. Kuruffin before that?"

"Kuruffin?" Brian looked at him in surprise: "Of course not, how did you think of him?" ”

"Huh?" Fang Yu was taken aback: "No, it's not Mr. Kurufen, but President Rogetta just now-"

"What's wrong with President Rogerta, he didn't say anything, did he?" The elven princess blinked slowly, with a hint of cunning hidden in her eyes: "If you really want to see Kurufen, I will take you to meet him when I have the chance, but not now, it is another person who wants to see you now." ”

Fang Yuan's mouth was wide open, and he couldn't close it for a long time. Only then did he understand that the daughter of the Elven King, the legendary hero of the Battle of Byrne, and the Ranger Princess were also very good at deceiving people.

No, in fact, it was all him and the Dwarven Leader talking to themselves, and she hadn't admitted it all the time.

He looked at Her Royal Highness the princess, and was a little speechless for a while.

Brian didn't care, and was even a little happy: "What's the matter, is there a feeling of idol disillusionment?" Because that's just the propaganda of the royal family, and that stupid boy from Roban has been protecting my reputation - in fact, I've always been like this, he was tricked into breaking down by me and almost killed him. ”

As she spoke, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, but her bright eyes were full of affection.

Fang Yu blinked his eyes, and then he understood something, it turned out that the rumors on the forum were true, and Princess Miao Xing really liked that human kid Luo Ban.

The aura of the protagonist is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

He couldn't help but think to himself.

But after a while, Fang Yu came back to his senses and couldn't help but ask again, "Then who wants to see me, Lady Miaoxing?" ”

"Why don't you guess?"

Brian paused as she spoke, looking not far away.

Fang Yu subconsciously followed the gaze of the elf princess, and happened to see the side of the street, in the station of a magic guide rail car, a master and a servant were waiting quietly.

The mild afternoon sun just crossed the huge shadow of the craftsman's general assembly.

Let the girl's long white dress and golden hair braid shine, she looked at Fang Yuan, tilted her head to show a shallow smile, carried the huge suitcase in her hand, and greeted him:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Eddard."

"We meet again."

"Hee, Miss Sylvid?"

Fang Yu couldn't help but subconsciously look back at Princess Brian.

But the elven princess was looking at Sylvid, and smiled at her, and said, "-I have brought your little lover out as promised, but don't forget to promise me something." ”

When the girl heard this title, she didn't refute it, but only chuckled and nodded: "That's natural, leave it to me, Your Highness the Princess." ”

"Wait, ...... you guys?"

Brian turned around and winked at him, "Don't you understand?" It's easy, you just got sold by me for a good price, little one. ”

Fang Yu looked at these two people with a confused expression.

The elven princess couldn't help laughing: "But you don't suffer either, a beauty like Sylvid is rare even among my people." ”

"Alright," she said, waving her hand. "Se'randu-Aduri, have fun."

Fang Yu was about to say something.

But at this time, a jingling bell sounded in the distance, and a train in the air was slowly sliding along the silver track, slowing down and stopping in the station, and then the bell turned into a long whistle—

Sylvid stepped forward, grabbed his hand, a gentle touch, and said to him, "Mr. Eddard, remember what you said—I'll take you somewhere." ”

"Wait, but?"

"It's too late."

A silver knight had already appeared on the other side of the street.

Sylvid had already grabbed his hand and dragged him onto the Wizard Railcar next to him. Shesta had been waiting in the car for a long time, and rushed to the cab with a lunge, pressing her hand on a lever.

The train let out a long whistle again, then paused slightly, and slowly began to move forward.

Only then did Fang Yu see the identities of those knights in the distance: "Silver Wind Knights, why are they here?" He finally recognized the famous local organization in Elpahim.

……