After sending off the president and second seat of the "Ruin Council" one after another, Moriah did not go back to her room to continue to rest like her sister, but glanced at the blonde mercenary, with an obvious meaning, asking her to go with her.

Brienne also had this intention, she told Fitandila and Elizabeth to pack up first, wait for herself, and before leaving, she also wanted to have a good chat with the first hero who crossed over and subdued.

Although she knew from the other party's unkind eyes, she definitely didn't come to complain to each other, nine times out of ten it was the teacher who asked for the guilt, and maybe she wanted to teach herself a lesson.

Follow the dark elves into the innermost study, bright sunlight spills in from the window, shining warmly on people.

It's a great place to catch up.

The old butler duly served a pot of steaming black tea, then closed the door and left, leaving the two to be alone.

Before Moria could speak, Brienne gave a general account of her experience over the years, using the most familiar green-skinned accent.

Of course, she just picked out some of the most important ones, what has evolved from a fart to a black orc, the size of the tribe has expanded dozens of times, subdued the nezumi and the tomb king, easily killed a lich priest, and recently went with the chaos dwarves to raid the beastman's hometown, etc., it sounds like showing off her brilliant greenskin career.

It's not that Brienne deliberately shows off, for a greenskinned tribe, these things are indeed a bit unbelievable, not to mention that Moria has personally experienced how weak the "Broken Claw Tribe" was back then, if it weren't for the other party's reason to lie, she really suspected that the person sitting opposite was a big liar.

Kane is on top! Although almost nine years have passed, she remembers what happened in the "Border Prince's Territory" at that time.

The relentless pursuit of the Erion marauders, the infant baby, the stinking green-skinned camp, the humble grass huts and dilapidated tents, the old and ugly goblins, and the fart boys who can be afraid of death with a slap, these memories that have been buried in the depths of the mind have not been forgotten by the passage of time, on the contrary, at this time, with the words of the mercenary on the other side, the scenes all came to mind, very clear, as if they happened yesterday.

The familiar accent and tone of voice even gave Moriah a hint of hallucinations, as if sitting across from her was no longer a blonde Norscan woman, but a muscular, blue-faced and fanged orc boss.

Seeing that the dark elf's eyes were a little dazed, Brienne frowned slightly, she didn't have time to accompany the other party to be nostalgic now, she took a sip of the teacup and coughed lightly.

"Ahem! What, I'm done, there's no problem, I'll talk about the little bell. ”

"Oh...... Okay, say it quickly! ”

Moria came back to her senses, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, in order to hide her distraction just now, she deliberately changed to a cold tone, and picked up the teacup on the table, but what she didn't notice was that the cup had just passed the mouth of the person opposite.

Brienne said so much earlier, but also to pave the way for the little bell to be taken away, she said that she was first brought into a trap by the light mage of "Fetanburg", and the latter met the little bell when she left, maybe because she showed a magical talent, was forcibly taken away, and later after many inquiries, it was found that the two had recently appeared at the Imperial Academy of Magic in Aldolph, and finally Brienne combined with the current information, and said some of her own speculations and next plans.

"Imperial Academy of Magic? Light Mage? The Shattered Wheel? ”

Moria put down the teacup, her attention was completely attracted by these keywords, and after listening to the other party's words, she had to admit that if she had changed herself, she might not have handled it so well, maybe she would have given up from the moment the little bell was taken away.

Thinking of this, a little girl of eight or nine years old involuntarily appeared in her mind, wearing two black pigtails, wearing the most popular woolen skirt of aristocratic ladies, and smiling innocently at herself.

If others saw her current expression, they would never believe that this was the rising star of the Dark Elves who had made a name for herself in "Karon Karl" in the last two years, and because of her solid achievements, she had only recently become the new owner of the Black Ark's "Temple of Resentment", Moria Fallen Heart.

The new captain, known for his ruthlessness, is the youngest Dark Elf ever to serve as commander of the Black Ark fleet.

This murderous pirate, who has been rampant at sea for many years, from "Nagarus" to "Bretonnia", from Aurora in the Far East to "Luschia", has an expression on his face that should not appear.

But soon, this rare trace of tenderness was overshadowed by the cruelty, and the dark elf regained its previous indifferent expression, and said viciously:

"Say all you know now!"

………

In Elizabeth's room, Fitandila had already packed up her equipment, in fact, there was nothing, the "Glorious Blade" had been temporarily lent to the old bone, she could only ask for an ordinary scimitar from the Chamber of Commerce as a replacement, and a small round shield, so that she could better protect the girl.

Thank Allah! Wearing the necklace given by Mrs. Vampire, Elizabeth's body is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, although her face is still pale, but in such a short time, she has gone from not being able to get out of bed to being able to move around freely.

That's good news, they're in a race against time, so it's a lot easier.

Of course, getting to "Aldolphe" as soon as possible is only part of the success, the key is to enter the Imperial Academy of Magic and find a high-level crystal mage who is willing to accept apprentices.

Or you can use the letter from Viscount Mire on your body to go to the church of Sigmar, they may have a way.

Looking at the thin back that was carefully moving slowly in the room, the female knight secretly made up her mind in her heart.

No matter what the price is, you have to suffer this to the end, but you still choose to believe that your child is alive!

Fitandila didn't know why she was so interested in this girl at first, not just sympathy or pity, just now she finally understood, wasn't it because she saw her own shadow in her?

If she hadn't been saved by her adoptive father back then, would she have ended up like her, no, maybe it would have been even worse.

It turns out that there are too many unimaginable things in this world, whether it is the glamorous side or the dark and dirty side.

Before this trip, she could never have imagined that in the core of the old world, under the nose of the empire, there was a place like the "Ruins of the Three Towers", where all kinds of aliens and heretics abounded, completely subverting her imagination, and the impact was too great.

In other words, there is no essential difference between this and the "Land of Chaos", the strong people at the peak of the high level say that they will die, and they are all the weak and the strong, and the winner is king.

And, even more unexpected, Brienne is familiar with the road here.

During this period of time and night together, not only did she not understand the Norscan woman, but the fog that shrouded her became thicker and thicker.

Is she really the princess of the human kingdom? Why is she so familiar with the old world, with the empire? Is she just here to make peace with the old bones? She...... What exactly is the purpose of going to Aldolph?

When you think about it, all kinds of problems are like green mushrooms planted in the ground, one after another, and each one seems to be critical and dangerous.

Her thoughts were quickly disrupted, though, and Brienne's crisp voice sounded outside the door.

"Fitandila, Elizabeth, it's time to go."