The early morning wind brought fresh air and plenty of moisture, and Captain Garnard was a little surprised to find that Virginia hadn't gotten up yet.

I have to say that this surprise is due to the fact that she gave him an almost indifferent impression of calmness and intelligence yesterday, such people are often very strict with themselves.

He pondered whether to go in and warn her, but as if she hadn't said what time she would leave yesterday and went to bed early, the urge of knightly duty and the avoidance of etiquette made him hesitate in front of Virginia's tent, but he finally lifted the curtain and walked in.

The scene before him was a bit shocking, the tent was in shambles, blood was splattered on the curtains around it, and he could see the traces of Virginia's tumbling on the ground last night, but her somewhat soft sleep was very peaceful now.

Bernie stuck his knight's sword in the grass and sat by the river fishing, he wanted to make a good breakfast for himself, and when he saw Captain Garnard come out of Virginia's tent, he asked, "How is it, is the tyrant awake?"

"Nope. Garnard sighed, and in a bit of a trance, he didn't bother with Bernie's disrespectful words.

"That's good. Bernie shrugged his shoulders, "Anyway, I won't be able to solve this for a while." ”

Another knight, Tyne, and the magistrate, Kemp, approached from a distance, "Volin is gone, I must have left yesterday at night, I searched around and found no trace of him." ”

The news obviously hit Bernie, who grabbed his already messy hair, looked at Garnard, whose face had not changed, and said a little annoyed, "You already knew, Captain?"

Garnard nodded.

Bernie threw away the fishing rod and scolded, "Isn't this damn guy going to have another last meal with everyone?"

"The world is impermanent, Bernie, and Volin probably doesn't want to make the parting too sad. Tyne reassured.

The sound of an argument outside the tent finally woke Olves, and she pulled her long hair behind her ears and looked up at her arms wrapped in white cloth, which had been dyed scarlet again, and left her a little puzzled.

She stood up and took off her long skirt, her fingers gently sliding over her white, undulating body, contemplating the veins of the alien body, "Nemosini's Mist Armor", merging with herself, and suddenly she touched the scar on her abdomen, which was left by Zhanchekov.

A rich bright red octagonal crystal appeared in her hand, and she looked at it carefully, there were so many changes that she almost forgot about the culprit who had stirred up a lot of trouble in Orman.

"Don't look at it, that's not something of your level. At some point, Kaith reappeared beside her and let out a sneer.

"Do you know what it is, a dragon that has comprehended the ages?"

Kais was about to reply, but suddenly narrowed his eyes, "I need to be on guard all the time with you. She changed her words and said with a smile, "But it doesn't hurt to tell you, do you know the gods of the blood clan's beliefs?"

Before she could finish her sentence, she disappeared into the air, and Olwes unleashed a wind spell, rolled the blanket around her, and flew in from outside the tent a gray sparrow, which landed on the corner of Olweiss's bed, and looked at her with a spiritual tilt.

Olwes looked at it coldly, and put the blood nucleus hidden in the palm of her hand into the amethyst ring, "Even if you appear in this dress, I won't mistake it for a druid visit." Dark mages of the forest, your welcome is anything but friendly. ”

A chuckle was released, a gray light flashed, and the sparrow turned into a man in a robe, and despite the appearance of a middle-aged man, the flicker of magical light made him look young and aggressive.

"We have never welcomed the coming of the Empire, arrogant little girl, I warn you not to get involved. He glanced playfully at the blanket, which held Olves's arms behind it, "Not to mention that this is far beyond your capabilities." ”

"Blending?", Olwess was unmoved by his sarcastic words, "No, I'm just here to find a way to undo the curse." ”

"Oh?", the man raised an eyebrow, "Reagan's traitor is helpless?"

"Helpless?", Olwes smiled strangely, "Do you mean Reagan, Constantine, or the Titans?"

The man's pupils shrank, and there was already some anger in his voice, "Are you laughing at me?

"Then why do you use curses that I find troublesome?", Olwess blinked her pale blue eyes, "I thought there should be room for relaxation, after all, as long as you don't make a fuss, Konstantin doesn't bother to care about you." ”

"There is no reverence for the Emperor in your mouth. The man gave her a strange look, "Judging from your hair color and face, you don't look like a person from the Titan Empire." ”

"This is a baseless malicious slander, after all, not every magician will remain humble in the face of the world. Olwes smiled coldly, "I just asked straight to the point, what are your conditions?"

The man laughed and stopped arguing, "Are you going to see the elders of the guild?"

"Virginia, can he be trusted?", Bernie asked as he stepped over to Olves' side.

She turned her head to look at the casual knight, knowing that he was just a little bored and casually asking a question, "I trust him as much as I trust you." So what do you think? Bernie?"

The wizard man who led the way turned his head with a smile, and he was on foot a little faster than the people on horseback with his magic staff, "All the sounds of the forest will come to our ears, Knight Bernie. ”

Bernie shut his mouth in a huff, and the scenery in front of them slowly changed, and a vast mountain range gradually appeared in front of them.

Garnard frowned, and as soon as he arrived, he forgot all the distance he had traveled in the forest, as if he had disappeared from his mind.

Olves said softly, "The fog of the forest is probably the idea of the Foggy Hollow of Themis, where the magicians used magic to simulate the eternal laws of the Foggy Valley, so that people can be unified in the moment they enter and exit. ”

She squeezed her arm, and the sharp pain still swept through her mind, "But this magic is one-sided after all, and it seems that it can only work on a part of the memory, not time. ”

"Miss Virginia, I am amazed by your talent for understanding. The magician man looked at Olves' gaze a little surprised, "It's not that our magic can't do this, it's that there's no need to spend so much. ”

He pointed to the mountains, where a white-stone road winded up, and a castle loomed at its end, but it felt a little lonely to Olves.

She dismounted and stepped onto the stairs, her blue skirt rippling with water as it swept over the white stones, and she would not have noticed this subtle change if it weren't for the magician man's eyes fixed on her.

Enchantment, she thought, but didn't say it this time.

The man smiled and led them up the stairs, not noticing the sympathetic gaze that Olwes looked at. In order to avoid the patrolling and pursuit of the Empire, this group of magicians really tried their best, and even found a sub-plane to rely on.

If it weren't for the fact that the density of the elemental flow in the air was quite different from that of the Minoan continent, she couldn't believe that she had left the embrace of the Minoan continent.

In this case, everything makes sense, the Nobby Forest is just an entrance, and there must be more than one such entrance in the Titan Empire, but how can they have such financial resources?

Olwes gritted her teeth, helpless at the change in her gaze from sympathy to jealousy.

The castle door remained open, and the walls inside were almost empty, except for the occasional glimpse of a legendary mage around the corner, and Olwes walked through the antechamber into the empty open-air hall with some silence, and she even suspected that the tables and chairs had been improvised by them.

The old wooden chairs squeaked a little, only the flowers hanging down from the promenade were still quietly blooming, and it had to be said that this was indeed a quiet place, and it was easy to forget all the vanity.

But this clearly didn't apply to knights loyal to the Empire, and Bernie's leather boots roamed the halls freely, inspecting the corners with malicious eyes.

The soft light of the sky, which was blended by the magic of the light system, was clearly not appreciated and loved by the knight of Tyne, who was engaged in a long and deep struggle with the wooden chair from which he could not escape because of his chubby body.

As the three old men approached from afar in simple but somewhat refined mage robes, the wooden chair under Tyne's seat was finally shattered by the little vindictive energy he had tentatively released.

The Magister Anse El watched his favorite white oak carved round chair "pass away" all of a sudden, and the gentle smile on his twitching face suddenly turned into a cold autumn breeze.

Even the representative of the moderate faction, the demon master of Ansel, was like this, so not to mention the two elders of the radical faction, they had already stood in front of Olwes and the others quickly and unceremoniously.

"You're the Mad Dog, a servant sent by Griffiths?", Merlin looked at the girl coldly, his appearance only disgusted even more when he connected with the old thing's face behind him.

Olves's knuckles rubbed lightly on the table a few times, and she had to say that the Titan's aggressive and straightforward etiquette was hard to get used to.

"Griffiths? That's the last emperor. Olves's eyes looked at the old mage in front of her, and she sneered mercilessly, "Your strength is far less than your lifespan, and the most regrettable thing is that the spirit of clinging to the island is growing day by day. ”

"I can understand that Constantine doesn't take you seriously, but it's you, in the face of the behemoth of the Titan Empire, who are fighting with illusions, and with the decline of the afterglow of magic, it seems that wisdom is also far away from you, it is really hard to imagine that we are carrying the same identity at this moment, this is really an indescribable humiliation. ”

The knights looked at Virginia in amazement, and the look of disdain that pierced her eyebrows at the moment was no less than that of the snarky ladies in the imperial capital.

Before the ice blade could be condensed in the air but was swept away by the wind, Ansel clenched the wand of the red-faced old magician Merlin, and the direct contact with the transmitted magic fluctuations made him roll a little angry.

Olwes snorted and sat down, took out a refined set of cups from the amethyst ring, and quietly began to refine the black tea, as if the spell conflict that had almost broken out just now had nothing to do with her.

"I think we can both calm down, Miss Virginia. Ansel frowned, if the Empire's envoy had such an attitude, it would be difficult for the moderate to mediate a good outcome for both sides.

"Maureen and Elder Marcus are wise scholars who are obsessed with magic, and their anger extends to His Majesty Griffith's insults and malicious invasiveness towards the magician. ”

"And then, twenty years ago, you took revenge on the then prince, the current Emperor Konstantin?

"You!", Magister Merlin blushed, but this time the water elemental did not flow sharply.

Olwes looked at him helplessly, and rolled her eyes in her heart, I didn't expect this to be your pot, old man!