The bells in the port of Fatan rang for a long time, and Roman watched as the priests or devotees in golden or red robes took to the streets, rushing in one direction—that direction was Piazza Fosa, the largest temple in the port of Fatan—and she stood in the crowd of people, not feeling cramped, but Haruzer stood behind her, looking slightly uneasy.

Roman suddenly looked at a familiar figure from the crowd, and with some excitement, he stretched out his little white hand and waved it in mid-air:

"Mr. Alemov—"

The middle-aged man in a robe dressed as a priest was slightly stunned, turned around, and looked here with some surprise: "Miss Roman? ”

At this moment, the bell of Port Fatan rang for a long time, but it was not a simple bell, the bell came from the direction of Fossa Square, obviously the temple summoned the faithful, as the most senior believer in the city, and also served as the priest of the neighborhood, Almov. She Daoer put on his robe and walked out of the house as soon as the bell rang, but the teaching position was actually only a part-time job for him, his other identity was the vice president of the Silver Shark Chamber of Commerce in Port Fatan, the empire was prosperous in commerce, and most of the merchants, chamber of commerce organizations and business families in the empire were closely connected by marriage or other means, so he had long known and even met the representative of the emerging commercial power in the south of Eruin - this beautiful lady - and it was said that she was also the fiancée of the young lord.

In the past year, the new powers that have risen in the south of Eruin have become much more famous in the eyes of the merchants within the empire or in the eyes of the chamber of commerce, in fact, far more than they are in the eyes of the traditional nobility of the empire, and the revival and construction of the Tonigel Empire has brought huge trade volume to the empire, and the empire's handicrafts, weapons, and even labor and slaves have been transported to the inconspicuous territory in the far south of Eruin through a steady stream of ships, in turn in exchange for precious minerals and raw materials transported from the Black Forest. After these Imperial merchants. In exchange for a staggering profit, who would not be polite to the people who made this qiē, the owner of this territory, and its future mistress?

After all, for most people in this world, any ideals and beliefs are too far away, and only interests are the most real and intimate things.

Alemov. Shedor had met Roman at the dinner party a few days ago. The banquet was hosted by the eldest son of the emperor, and many nobles and celebrities from the nearby region were invited to the dinner, but most of them were local families and merchants who were inextricably linked to the military aristocracy, and the purpose was self-evident.

Hearing Roman's greeting, he stopped and politely asked the other party, "What's the matter, is there anything I can do to help you, Miss Roman?" ”

"It's nothing," Roman chuckled, "I just wanted to ask what's going on." Why are there so many people, Mr. Almov, where are you going? ”

Is it because of this? Alemov was slightly stunned, he pointed to the spire of the temple in the direction of Fossa Square and replied: "Do you hear the bell, Miss Roman, this is the bell that summons the believers, there must be something going on in the temple, these people are nearby believers or priests, anxious to go to the temple to see what is going on." ”

"Is it really the bell of the temple? Mr. Alemov, are you not mistaken? Roman's dark eyes rolled slightly. That prime minister's daughter also had so much influence on the temple, but Brando never mentioned it, didn't it mean that the relationship between the temple and the prime minister was not very good?

"Of course, this is not a joke on you, Miss Roman, but this bell is not for the average person to use at the moment. It should be that the upper echelons of the Sanctuary of Flame have arrived, and if anyone else uses this bell to gather believers, he may not be able to bear this responsibility. Speaking of this, Alemov himself frowned, the port of Fatan has been closed for several days. How could there be a high-ranking temple at this time?

What's more, this port is now under the control of the emperor's eldest son, and what kind of meaning the high-level of the temple that arrived at this time is probably a bit thought-provoking.

"The upper echelons of the Temple?"

"The high-ranking people here should only refer to the people who are not sent by the Flame Temple, Miss Roman." Alemov had some doubts in his heart, but he still replied subconsciously.

"I see, thank you for suing me, Mr. Alemov." Roman replied with a smile.

Alemov nodded, not sure what the future hostess of Tonigel was asking for or to satisfy his curiosity, after all, there was no contradiction with the other party's expression at the banquet, where everyone seemed to the lady to be a pleasant, inquisitive and business-sensitive person.

Roman didn't ask any more questions, and after simply saying goodbye to the part-time priest, he watched as the other party's hurried figure disappeared into the crowd.

"The upper echelons of the Temple, Your Highness the Little Prince."

"Miss Roman?"

"Don't you have an opinion, Your Royal Highness the Little Prince, after all, such a complicated matter is not my specialty." She asked, looking back.

"There's something strange about it...... It stands to reason that at this time, how could there be people from the top of the temple to come to Fatan Port, I heard that the headquarters of the Temple of Yan had been controlled by the Silver Queen, how could the eldest son of the emperor let the people of Her Majesty the Queen enter the city? Although Haruze was a little cowardly, he was not stupid, and he connected these simple truths with a little thought.

"That means you think it's weird——?

"Wait, Miss Roman, what are you going to do?"

"I think it's strange, of course I want to go and see what's wrong, Brando entrusted me with the care of the rear, but I have to do my best." Roman replied solemnly.

"Wait, but ......," Haruzer ran forward as he was dragged by Miss Merchant, and hurriedly cried out in a panic, "but don't you need to inform Jutta and Nimesis?" ”

"Do you think they still need our notice?"

"This ...... It seems like that's true, but ......"

"No, no, why are you such a verbose man, you should learn more from your teacher, Brando, he's not like you at all-"

"I—how can I compare with the teacher......" Haruzer was so anxious that his face turned red.

……

Above the light red-purple sky, silver ships were leaving the sky above Port Fatan. Sail in the direction of the sublime inland sea, and gradually disappear into the sea mist that fills the harbor.

Standing on the bridge of the airport, Delphien's long purple hair danced wildly in the wind, if you only look at the back figure and this flowing long hair, she can be regarded as a peerless beauty, but under the flying hair is a hideous and terrifying face. The scars from the burns crisscrossed her face, one eye sunken deep in its socket, as if there was no luster at all, only the sparkle contained in the other eye vaguely showed the moving grace of this face.

She was still in a wheelchair, but Lady Silver Dragon had disappeared, and it was Marjorie pushing the wheelchair now, while Oni was standing a little farther away, who seemed to be unimpressed by the prime minister's daughter, and even resentful of the fact that she had allowed Marjorie to push her wheelchair.

But Delphien didn't care. She stared at the huge fleet in front of her, frowning, before Brando suddenly asked her to convey the order to let this fleet sail, the other party must have found some opportunity, this fleet is obviously headed for the White Legion, the young lord from Eruin seems to be ready to show his claws to the Silver Queen.

"Six o'clock."

"What?" Ernie not far away was confused by her never-ending words: "What did you say? ”

"The time is not right," replied Delfin, staring at the sky, "the last fleet left at seven o'clock in the morning, but it was clearly not like it was going to be eight o'clock now. ”

"Isn't that the dawn......"

"Dawn is in this direction. It was sunset. Delphien replied affirmatively.

"It's impossible, it's only been an hour of dawn!" The duke's daughter was taken aback. But she suddenly thought of something, and blurted out: "Another solar eclipse?" ”

Delphine didn't speak, and at this time the bell in the city finally came from afar, she raised her brows slightly, and turned back and asked, "What kind of bell is this?" ”

Oni didn't seem to pay much attention to the bell, still staring at the glimmer of gold on the sea level in disbelief. He replied casually, "It seems to be the bell of the temple......"

"No," Delphine frowned and shook his head, "This bell is ...... Someone from the temple headquarters arrived. ”

"Templar headquarters?" Oni was stunned: "What do you mean, how could anyone from the temple headquarters be here?" ”

Marjorie had heard from Charles about the statue of Sidney in the Palace of the Lion, and he was about to say something, but the prime minister's daughter interrupted him and said, "Marjorie. You go and inform Charles, there is a problem, it is not Lady Sidney, tell him to be careful and get ready for battle. ”

Marjory was also stunned, thinking to himself how you would know that the person who came was not Ms. Sidney, but as a professional soldier, he still chose to obey the order at the first time: "I understand, Miss Delphien!" ”

……

Juta felt the vibration of the carriage and woke up from her coma, the light around her was a little dim, like it was six or seven o'clock in the evening, and the small space looked like the carriage of a caravan, and the sunlight outside was dim orange and red, and it was dusk—or early morning.

She frowned, and the pain in her body immediately came back from all over her limbs, and then she remembered the previous battle, she thought she was going to die, but Brando arrived as promised.

"Awake, big sister?" Crewe's voice came from one side, and she turned her head to see that the latter was sitting on the side, cross-legged, with a thick magic book on his lap, and not far from him, near the entrance to the carriage, sat Mel and a few other young men, and she subconsciously counted them, and found that they were at least half missing.

Mel heard Crewe's voice and turned around to see the situation here, and when he saw Yuta's gloomy face, he understood what the latter was thinking: "It's already good, it's good that the lord came in time, otherwise the loss will be even more, and even you, my lord, will die there." ”

Juta frowned, the heavy loss reminded her of the battle in the fir realm.

"Your Excellency, you don't have to blame yourself, what I learned at the Royal Knight Academy is that war requires bloodshed, both us and the enemy," Mel seemed to see what the superior was thinking, and advised, "All we can do is make the enemy bleed more than we do—"

"But you're so young......"

"My lord, adventurers and mercenaries are dying every moment in Eruin, some of them are much younger than us, my lord, you used to be the head of the mercenary group, you must have seen this for a long time."

Hearing Mel's words, not only Yuta, but even Kru became silent, indeed, in the short time in the south, they have long been accustomed to seeing life and death. Whether it's in Eruin or Cruz, or further afield in the Ten Cities region, adventurers and mercenaries are far worse off than they are, and as members of the White Lion Guard, they are at least well fed, but in the southern border of Eruin, many adventurers and mercenaries live like outlaws, struggling with hunger and death.

At the time, they didn't seem to care about it, and the parting of life and death was nothing more than that, like the companions who were hanged by Grudin's in the fir castle, which only made them angry at best.

I don't know when these people who are begging for a living on the knife edge have become so sentimental.

"Mel, what is it that makes you pay this qiē?" She asked in a low voice.

"Ambition," replied the young man lightly, "my lord, you don't understand that a concubine like me is not qualified to inherit the title, and the best way out is to become a knight under a certain big man, and from then on he will be both prosperous and lossless." The pattern of the kingdom has not changed for many years, and whoever I follow, the end result is only to get a small fief after being old or injured, marry a wife and have children, and one of my heirs may have some opportunity to get ahead in the future, but this is not the life I want. Lord Lord is the only one who has the potential to upend the entire Eruin landscape, and only by following him and participating in this qiē will I be able to establish immortal feats and thus change my destiny, and I will prove to everyone that I am the best-"

Crewe smacked his mouth a few times in surprise, probably not expecting that his humble companion would have such a long-term ideal, compared to his greatest ambition to become a real wizard, or more exaggerated, if he could reach the level of Mentor Charles, then he would probably wake up laughing when he fell asleep.

…… (To be continued......)