Sigmar is located in the west outside the Florentian Empire, with more than one country located, and is bordered by the ocean, with distinct climates.

And in Sigmar, there is indeed a country called the Kingdom of Elo.

The Kingdom of Ailuo, which has a history of three hundred years, is not comparable to the three major empires of the mainland, but it is also a country with historical and cultural heritage.

However, like most countries, it was not destroyed by external enemies, but by internal reasons.

The covert plan led to an intensification of the struggle between the two factions, which eventually led to a war between the two factions, a power struggle on the open side, and a dark battle in the shadows.

No country can survive for long, and even empires will disappear one day.

It took a lot of time to read the information, and Belen put it down, his brows furrowed slightly.

Since Illya mentioned these two words, it was also confirmed that there were indeed two places, so Belen could tell that Illya must have a close connection with Iroh.

Perhaps, Illya is a person from the kingdom of Elo.

With that kind of strength, Illya will definitely not be an ordinary character.

So, is it conservative or radical?

Belen guessed so, according to him, or eight or nine or ten.

Since it was a dead country, then Illya at that time may have cried because she was nostalgic for the past, right?

Regardless of the faction, Illya may have always been saddened by the fact that the country was lost.

"Have you finished reading it? So, curiously ask, what do you want this information for? ”

Vernie asked with interest as she held the hot teacup in both hands.

"When I went to prison before, I learned about it from that kid."

It's not something to hide, so Belen told the truth.

Hearing Belen's words, Verne raised a hand to support her chin, thoughtful, her eyes rolling in her pupils.

Could it be that the child is from the kingdom of Elo?

The people of the country?

No wonder.

When she investigated the child, she could say that she didn't find anything, and if the child wasn't from the Empire, it would make sense.

"Vernie, do you know why that kid ended up like this?"

This is what Belém is very concerned about, why is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old in the Sattar prison?

"Well..."

Verne leaned back in her chair, her eyes closing involuntarily with the soft sensation, obviously tired.

"According to my previous investigation, that kid seems to have passed through a town before, and for some reason, he actually made a big move and killed all the guards, and the people in the town also fled."

Hearing Vernie's words, Belen also frowned, although he didn't say how many people he killed, but it was obviously very, very much.

As for the reason for the killing, it doesn't matter anymore, the child has already been imprisoned there because of it.

"Later, a lot of people came, but strangely, the child finally passed out, so he was arrested."

That's all Verne was told, and she felt the same pity for Elijah, but she knew there was nothing she could do.

After knowing the reason why Illya was imprisoned, Belen also felt helpless.

He was willing to believe that the kid had killed the guards for some reason, or maybe it was force majeure?

After connecting everything imaginable, Belen fell silent, and after a long time, he stood up.

"Excuse me, I'll go back first."

Belen turned and walked away.

After Belen left, Verne lay down on the table, and the secretary next to her came and put a cloak over Verne.

It's been very cold lately.

Verne lay on the table, looking at her flickering crystal ball, her eyes flashing with reminiscence, and she muttered to herself.

"You're not going to do anything stupid, are you?"

Sattar Prison.

After the gladiatorial fight, Häglen also seemed to notice some changes in Illya, and he vaguely noticed something.

However, Hägelen did not confess, but took Illya's hand and walked into the depths of the prison.

This kind of warm feeling he had had a long time ago, and after many years, he experienced it again and remembered it vividly.

At that time, he had a daughter, and he often held the child's hand and walked quietly as he does now.

Soon, Hegelen led Illya to a very clean prison, which he had had cleaned before.

Only when Illya came out to fight, Hygren would let people come to clean, after all, when Illya was inside, no one dared to approach except him, let alone go in to clean.

No matter how petite and fragile Illya looks, anyone who sees her battle scene will definitely be afraid.

In this regard, Hegelen can naturally understand that sometimes, he personally comes to help clean up, of course, his behavior is very ununderstood by his subordinates.

"Your Excellency."

At this time, some of the people were standing by the wall, and when they saw Heglen coming, they immediately stood up straight.

And when those guards saw Illya, their bodies couldn't help but stiffen, obviously still apprehensive about the previous battle.

"My lord, she..."

The more courageous guards looked at Illya, who was more afraid that this "witch" would be bad for the prison master than his own life.

Even though he had never seen the silver-haired girl in prison do anything.

"It's okay."

Hegelen shook his head, knowing what the guard was trying to say.

The guards also noticed that Hygren was holding the silver-haired girl's hand, and their hearts couldn't help but skip a beat, and there was still the sound of swallowing saliva in the empty and quiet prison.

"Open the door."

"Yes."

Hearing Hygren's words, one of them reacted immediately, and then opened the door to Illya's cell.

At this moment, Illya kept her head down, she didn't notice others at all, and was only immersed in her own spiritual world at the moment.

There was a new warm bedding in the cell, after all, it was cold.

"Illya, get some rest."

Häglen looked at Illya, knowing that the latter must have a lot to think about now, so he didn't choose to bother.

After leaving, only the guards were left outside, and they were standing on the other side of the wall, just in sight of the cells.

"My lord, what if something happens to him?"

Some guards felt that Hägren's approach was too dangerous, and they couldn't help but be a little angry.

"It's okay, the witch still has a magic suppressor around her neck, and it's hard to use magic in prison."

The guard on the side patted his buddy on the shoulder, and he didn't seem to be too worried.

"That's true, but ah, it's still too dangerous, alas..."

After hearing this, the man also remembered this stubble, and his heart was slightly relieved, but he still felt a little headache.

"Haha, what are you worried about, my lord is very urban, how can he put himself in a crisis?"

The other guard was clearly confident in Hägelen and was not worried about it in the slightest.

in a prison cell.

Illya's eyes had now regained their clarity, and many things had sprung up in her mind, and the light in her eyes had become complicated.

And Illya also vaguely heard some of the jailer's words, she reached out and touched the "magic suppressor" on her neck, and said to herself indifferently.

"Can you trap me with this?"