"The Deswell Manor is under the direct jurisdiction of the Imperial City, don't look at it like a paradise, in fact, it is very heavily guarded." Vicky said as she got up and stepped onto the horse.

"Draenor and I went to the front to talk to the guards, and Headwin and everyone stayed here to wait for our news." With that, Viklico and Draenor rode together towards the manor.

From a distance, you couldn't tell how lush the herb garden was, and the plants in those fields were almost a head taller than Draenor's on horseback.

The two of them were walking towards the gate of the manor, when they heard a bell, and a dozen bows and crossbows were erected on the walls of the manor, aimed at them widely. "This is a medical research base under the direct jurisdiction of the imperial capital......" a loud voice came from within the walls.

"Uh...... It's started again, and that's how it is in the northern realm, where you need to identify yourself wherever you go. It's a bit of a hassle, but at least it's a lot safer. ”

Ignoring the warning, Vikily reached out to tie her messy hair and carefully groomed her outfit.

"You're a descendant of royalty, so you should be able to solve this situation, right?" Draenor said to her like a reminder, only to be greeted with a disapproving sneer from Vickyly.

The voice went on like a radio for nearly a minute, and Vicilico finally had a chance to explain.

"Vicky Ricco. Klose, the eldest granddaughter of Emperor Nikanlos, asked to see Dame Bohr, the daughter of Frews the Great. Vicilico didn't seem to want to speak according to aristocratic etiquette, and replied casually in Misarian.

There was no movement within the walls, and after about three or four minutes, the tall metal gate finally opened slowly. Four knights in red and white striped armor stepped out.

Draenor could tell at a glance that these guys were much better than what they had seen in Hecheng in terms of posture and equipment.

Their bodies were covered in advanced armor, each joint revealing a clock-like precision mechanism, and they held a knight's spear nearly three meters long to show the demeanor of Nikanlos.

Vekily tilted her head quietly and said to Draenor with a wicked smile, "Don't look at this equipment is very stylish, in fact, they can't stop me every time I run out!" ”

The knights stood in two rows, and a tall, handsome man rode forward on a black horse.

Her long, curly hair, like that of Vikirico, was tied in a low ponytail behind her, and her black and red coat covered her legs almost to the ground.

"Why is he here! What the hell......" Viklico said.

"Who is he and what's wrong with him?" Draenor saw that Vekily looked surprised, and hurriedly asked.

But Vikli just opened her mouth wide and watched the man approach on horseback.

The man tugged at the reins violently, and the black steed raised its front hooves and neighed loudly. After staring at Vicilico for a moment, the man finally spoke unhurriedly.

"Why, you just want to see Lady Alice, and even Archduke Abraham is not in your eyes?" He spoke to Vicky in a strong Messarian accent.

Although he didn't know where this person was, from the moment he approached, Draenor felt an inexplicable pressure, and even a hint of fear, which made him feel cold in his legs.

Vicilico turned her head sideways and rolled her eyes, and replied to the man, "What kind of look are you doing......

Hearing this contemptuous answer, everyone present trembled, and even the four serious knights couldn't help but shudder a few times.

Draenor immediately felt a chill in his back, thinking that he might be about to confess here.

But a flash of surprise suddenly flashed across the man's face, and he cleared his throat and continued to speak in a haughty voice.

"Disrespectful words! Where did the grass people come from to be so presumptuous! ”

"Well, well...... We crossed Mount Sinai from the southern city of Hermanstadt, suffering heavy casualties, and sought the help of the Grand Duke and Duchess Alice. ”

Viklico sighed and replied to the man with a stiff honorific.

"Hmph...... What is the word? ”

The man asked in the more intelligible Misarian language. Vicky finally couldn't take it anymore, and she didn't wait for the man to finish speaking before she shouted:

"Enough Dad! I'm not kidding, there are still a lot of people on the mountain waiting for our news, let us in! ”

Draenor was completely stunned by this statement.

"Dad? This Grand Duke is your father!? Draenor asked.

"I'm the emperor's granddaughter, is it strange that my father is the Grand Duke? Anyway, Dad, why are you here? Vicky said.

The man didn't seem to be able to hold it back, and a hint of laughter burst out of his mouth, but he quickly held it back again.

"Don't daddy, daddy, the knights are here, and your friends are around. It's been a long time since I saw my daughter, and you still haven't grown taller. ”

The arrogance and seriousness on the man's face disappeared, and at that moment he really greeted Viklico like an ordinary father.

"Let's talk later, my friends just escaped from the mountains, we have a lot of wounded ......"

"Well, saving lives is the responsibility and obligation of all people in Xinglixi Prefecture... Leo, you four follow this lad to fetch his other friends, and be careful not to scare them. I also have something to talk to Princess Vicky. ”

The Grand Duke commanded to the knights.

"Don't scare them! They have the wounded! Vekiriko turned back to the knights, and she looked back at her father, whom she hadn't seen in years.

"Why are you here?"

"Do you listen to what this is a daughter should say to her old father who hasn't seen her for more than ten years? How was that look just now? I'm getting more and more proficient now. Without the interference of others, Abraham changed his previous seriousness and became completely the figure of an old father.

"You're only over three hundred years old, so you're much younger than your grandfather." "I was just asking you, Dad, how did you get here?" ”

"Sadro's council has decided to order a potion-picking horse from us, and I have come here to consult with Duke Alice." Abraham seems to have noticed the stains remaining on his daughter's body.

"Looks like you've got a long story to tell, anyway, go freshen up and change your clothes first, and we'll talk about the rest for dinner." With that, the father and daughter rode slowly into the manor.

The maid changed her old clothes, the maid combed her hair, scrubbed, bathed, burned incense, and changed clothes, and Vikily returned to her most familiar life.

But this time even she had to admit that she really came back willingly.

As Viklico put on her silk dress and left the steaming bathroom into the hallway, she heard a commotion coming from the bathroom next door.

Several maids stumbled out of the bathroom,

"It's Canaanites! They are Canaanites! ”

"Silence! Is it strange that the Canaanites appeared in Vlaktu? Abraham came up the stairs with a few guards, smelling the commotion. The guards went into the men's bathroom to check on the situation, then came out and nodded to the Grand Duke.

Abraham looked a little angry, he walked over to Vekilico, held out his hand to the bathroom and asked, "Your friends, are they Canaanites?" ”

"Yes, their ship was shipwrecked in the waters of Esso, and those who managed to survive were captured by human traffickers, and I can't die without help." Vicky can come from 1510.

"Hmm... When they have finished washing, changing their clothes, and eating, I will arrange for these Canaanites to be sent back to their own continent. Abraham said.

"No, there's a war in Canaan's world, and sending them back is tantamount to sending them to the mouth of death!"

Viklico tried to convince her father, and she stared pleading into the Grand Duke's blood-red eyes.

"Please, father, they are already homeless. Let them stay. ”

Abraham stood firm in his decision, and as he turned to his side, he said solemnly, as if in an announcement:

"Seventeen hundred years ago, our Blood Sect was homeless...... Bathe them, change their clothes, and take them downstairs for dinner! A carriage will come to pick them up early tomorrow morning. ”

The people in the bathroom didn't hear the conversation, and they changed into new clothes and walked out, thanking Vickyrico one by one with gratitude.

And she could only look blankly at every innocent person who followed the servant downstairs after thanking her, and she felt remorse and helplessness for the future fate of these Canaanites.