"I'm sorry......" Isha took away the key, the Lionheart Sword, and the parchment that trained the Lionheart Guard, these things meant a lot to her, and she took them all away was equivalent to Buck and the others working in vain, and she was very sorry in her heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Isha couldn't explain much, and no amount of explanation would change such a decision. And she felt that her time was running out, "Sorry, I left ...... first"

"That's the responsibility......" Helway looked at Isa's back as she left alone, lonely and stubborn.

"I think it's time for me to go back too." She let out a long breath and straightened her clothes. She fluttered her eyes at Buck, "You're going to remember me, right?" You've been the best assistant in my adventures! ”

Buck is not surprised that Helway can have such an idea, people's minds always change with the changes they experience, and the more they experience, the more mature they become.

He said softly, "Of course not, I'm still waiting to explore the dragon's lair with you next time." ”

Speaking of adventure, Helway became excited again, and her eyebrows fluttered: "Then it's decided......." ”

She bowed slightly and left. This bard has a very free and easy personality, and he does not have too many sorrows when he leaves. Samir tried to follow, but thought of something, cursed himself, and left without looking back.

Erica was still sulking in the room, thinking about how to punish the disobedient disciple. The door opened suddenly, and Helway walked in like nobody.

"You ......," Erica raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry.

Helway stepped forward and shook her hand, "Teacher, we can go back, this time I volunteered." ”

Erica's face soothed, and she snorted coldly, "Don't think I'll forgive you if you say that......"

Helway crossed her waist and walked to the door, "I won't say these words on purpose......" She turned around and stared at Erica's eyes seriously, knowing that Erica was stared at by her, and when she was angry and angry, she nodded and said, "I think I understand what I'm going to do next......"

……

In another space in the mausoleum, Isha carefully untied the chain.

"That's it." Isha untied the lock and pulled the chain out of Konstantin's collarbone little by little, but the wise man closed his eyes tightly and said nothing, enduring the unbearable pain of ordinary people.

"Thank you......" The moment all the soul chains were pulled out, Konstantin's momentum skyrocketed, the concentration of disordered elements in the space increased greatly, and the small space was baptized by the elemental storm. Isa's face was pale, and she held her hands on her chest with an uncomfortable expression. She knew that the Laurel Prophet was a legendary elemental envoy, and that this should be normal.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Seeing Isa's painful appearance, Konstantin quickly apologized and explained: "My strength has recovered and I can't control it...... Are you alright, kid? ”

Isha smiled and shook her head to indicate that it was fine.

"Do you want to make a contract with me?" Konstantin smiled and stretched out his palm to Isha, in his hand was a completed contract, and all the regulations had been amended, just waiting to be confirmed.

Isha took the contract, and the treaty on it was written in the lingua franca, clearly written, full of words in the benefits column: including the revival of the Federation, the repulsion of the empire's armies, etc., and the cost column was sparsely written, just two words: feelings.

"I don't want to sign ...... yet" A hint of vigilance flashed in Isa's heart, the wizard's mental power was very strong, and her subconscious told her not to sign this seemingly lucrative contract.

"That's a shame......," he handed Isha a scroll, "This is a scroll I have transcribed, you can use it in times of crisis, as a reward for your release of me!" ”

"I think you'll change your mind, and remember to come to me at the hut on the east side of the ghetto!" Having left the scroll, Konstantin was not reluctant, he was not in a hurry at all, this was an anxious and longing soul who would sooner or later need his salvation.

A portal appeared in the space, and he laughed and disappeared into it.

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Standing at the junction of the Empire and the Federation, the Mobisan Fortress became the most solid bridgehead on the Union border. Although the power of the empire continues to erode, as long as the fortress is not breached, it is safe for the Federation.

This stronghold is home to supplies that can be used by the garrison for ten years, as well as the most elite second-tier assault spearmen in the Federation, and the 19th-level Overseer Duran in the Federation. With good soldiers and abundant supplies, it is really the best barrier that the Federation can rely on.

On this day, Duran continued to patrol the city, and for an experienced old general, he should be surprised by the Empire's practice of placing troops on the border line. However, this time Duran had a bad premonition, and this heart-pounding feeling was not for no reason. A month ago, the Empire mobilized three legions, which is equivalent to half of the Empire's troops, and the scale is unprecedented; Secondly, since the mobilization of troops, the intelligence collected by the scouts is that the empire has been continuously transporting supplies for a month, and now it is initially estimated that these materials can support a big war; Finally, I don't know if it's dazzling, but he seems to have recently seen griffon cavalry appear over the fortress...... This is a fourth-order flying class.

In any case, the situation was beyond his control, and he had already sent the fastest scout to report to the capital, believing that the palace would respond soon. If there was a real war, he looked at his old bones and smiled, no matter how much he resisted, he could kill hundreds of Imperial soldiers. Decades of military service have honed his fierce spirit, making him look at death as home.

While patrolling, he comforted the soldiers who seemed to be on the verge of a great enemy. In his opinion, this group of soldiers is still not qualified, but it is a pity that the truly talented young people in the Federation generally do not choose to become soldiers.

Just as he was in pity, a terrible scream came from afar, "Enemy attack!" The scream immediately detonated like a powder keg, and the entire fortress boiled.

Duran was stunned, this came too suddenly, but he was not flustered, he drew his long sword, calmly ordered, and deployed various combat orders.

A faint voice came from the air, "You don't seem to be in a low position...... "He squinted and looked up, and a warrior on a griffin and in full armor was pointing at him. Then, it turned into a meteor and swooped down on him......

This was Duran's last memory, as the cold blade erased all of his consciousness, and a level 19 Overseer died before he could even react. Before he died, he felt that he had an impression of this man, the pride of the empire, Orpheus, as if he were the commander of the griffin cavalry, a legendary powerhouse at the age of 40. If only the Federation could have such talents.

On that day, the fortress of Mobisan was breached, and the imperial army drove straight for hundreds of miles without hindrance. The prelude to the Great War began.