"Is there anything going on that I don't know about?" asked the otherworldly soul, blankly. Eloch gave him a look of uncertainty and left the room, while Adel just spread his hands, and Afra put her head on his shoulders and put her arms around his neck, letting her feet hang in the air, so that even if the otherworldly spirit had decided not to get in touch with Afra easily, he still needed to pick up the girl and take a few steps to put her back in the chair.

"It's just a little jealous. Afra sat upside down in her chair, her cheek pressed against the back of her chair, she didn't react violently to the alienation of otherworldly souls now—there was nothing she regretted more now than to admit that the other party was like a father's guardian at the time, and she should know that if Grenada still had such a moral code, there must be four hundred grams in the heart of the black-haired dragonborn in a pound. This created a stark chasm between them from the very beginning, so that even if she allowed herself to enter the illusion constructed by Reverend Lierra, she would not be able to achieve false happiness—because if Cremar did show any ambiguity or go further, she would wake up in a rage—and she knew very well that her guardian would never do that.

But at that time, wasn't it the gentle and restrained love of the black-haired dragonborn that made her unable to extricate herself and then sink? At that time, she could hardly believe that there was really someone who would be kind to her for no reason and no cost—even her own father had abandoned her.

It is only now that Afra truly faces up to the contradictions in her thoughts, she longs for Cremar's love, but also fears that this love will change him, and when the time comes, will he still be able to continue to love her? If it is really as Liella's incarnation makes her see, she will no longer be Afra, but Frow, will her true lover finally become a fruit that she frivolously picks? When she found that he was not necessarily fuller and sweeter than the other fruits, would she throw him away and let him rot in the ditch?

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When Eloch followed Lucieux to the courtyard, Lucieux was sitting on a leafy apple tree, and Aya's elves, when they were uneasy, often came to the tree to listen to the sound of the water of life rushing in the fibers of the tree, to calm themselves, but as far as Eloch could see, Lucier's heart was still like the depths of the sea, peaceful on the surface, but rushing on the inside.

"Are you still suspicious of Cremar?" asked Lucieu.

"Maybe he's a good guy for Kerryben, for Adair, for Afra, but you have to remember," Eloch pointed out solemnly, but mildly, "that he was once abandoned and banished by Aya, and that he was extremely dangerous especially for you. ”

"I don't think he cares about that. Lucieu said: "If he really wants revenge, then he should accept my love with open hands, Eloch, I am the heir of the Emerald Grove, if he marries me and procreates, his descendants will become the masters of the Grove, I think this way of revenge is both simple and pleasant." ”

"Because we all know it's impossible. Eloch said firmly, "Only elves can enter Lynn Island." ”

"This is my mother's decree, once I become the master of the island of Lynn," said Lucieu, "I will veto it on the first day, but fortunately Cremar is not a mortal with a short life, he can wait." ”

"Or that's why he's not willing to accept you now," said Eloch grimly, "he's waiting, and refusal will make your desire even more urgent." ”

Lucieu was silent for a moment, then she suddenly asked, "What did Cremar's mother think when she brought him into this world?"

"She was deceived, full of remorse and humiliation. Eloch replied without hesitation.

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The soul of the other world was rightfully ignorant of this answer, and he had come back not just to be a doll to be snatched over by two mischievous little animals, although he knew that one of them might be over one hundred and fifty years old, and the other was old enough for her to watch a mortal turn from a baby to an old man, but Lucieu's education was closed and straightforward, so that she maintained a pure state of mind and childlike innocence, although Afra did not do so, but she showed it entirely because he knew that her guardian wanted her to do so, and did not hesitate to twist her mind and body for this, because this otherworldly soul can't be too her, or force her to change. After all, once Afra did become a mature woman like Meimi, the distance between them would inevitably be even farther than it was now—it was not something he could control, as a child who had once snuggled up to him like a daughter, the spirit of the other world hoped that she would find someone who would give her true happiness, not her nominal father, which he would never tolerate.

He received a message from King Grenada from the flames, and Adel received two messages that disturbed him, one of which belonged to the Dragonfire Islands, where the Normans of the Highlands had been countered by pirates and their former lords, and the other from the Fortress of Capeland, the beautiful white fortress, the pearl of Falun, and now in the name of the Emperor, they were being asked to return to the Empire— Of course, this is impossible, the fort has been free for a thousand years, even if decades ago, the dictatorship of the Archon Harvey briefly made it the property of a Grand Duke, but now the bones of Harvey are probably dusty, and he has no heir, and even if he had, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of the terrified merchants, who had re-established their parliament for fifty years. Although Alva knew from Alva that from the beginning, Harvey's atrocities were only to keep the priests of false gods and the herbs that would cause people to become addicted to terrible drugs out of the fortress, but the souls of the other world sometimes felt a slight heartache and helplessness, but this plane, and the other plane, have never lacked this kind of nameless, and even need to carry the notoriety of heroes, which also makes the souls of the other world and the other people and the mage Alva stand firmly on the side of the Cape Fortress, how can they make Harvey's sacrifice finally turn into foam on the surface of the sea？

But it's been three days since the envoy of the Falun Emperor went to the Fortress, and three days is a long time for a mage who can cast a teleportation spell, and it is also a long time for a dragon......

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"They're ready!" cried out one of the councillors of the Billy Fortress in frustration.

They stood on the triple rampart of the fortress, and looking down from here, they could clearly see the army gathered on the low hills. If anyone remembers our original description of the Beacon Fort, it can be said that they are at the forehead where the "bridge of the nose" finally submerges, along a wide and straight road like the bridge of the nose, which is the north gate of the Castle. If you look at it from the side, you can still see that the terrain leading to the city is gradually ascending from north to south, the city is located at the highest point of this huge rock, and on both sides of the city, there are arched hills, like two plump cheeks, and the rear is abruptly and rapidly lowered, and from the sea, there is a black and steep cliff, and under the cliff are the shallows and seawalls, which is why for more than a thousand years, the pirates have not captured this rich city. But today their enemies do not come from the sea, but from the interior. The people of Cape Fortress were suspicious, they had made a pact with the owner of the White Tower and the Partridge Hill, as well as several Grand Dukes and several lords, according to the terms of the covenant, not only should they not be enemies, but should also give timely warning and support to Pillland Fort, and now it seems that these people are probably dead, the councilor cursed viciously in his heart.

There was a fierce dispute in the council of Cape Fortress today, some people wanted to escape, some people wanted to submit, only a small number of people decided to resist, or at least to resist and then flee, which is understandable, they were all merchants and not knights, or kings, not to mention, they had succumbed once fifty years ago, the problem was that the speaker of the council was stubborn about living and dying with Castle Bi Pitney- He didn't ask anyone else to go with him, he could escape if he wanted, he could give in if he wanted, but whatever it was, it couldn't be based on selling the Castle, but even this small request was ignored by many people, and in the middle of the night, one of the councillors who bought a mage to take him out of the Castle thought so, of course he wouldn't be stupid enough to die for an empty ideal, and he wouldn't think that this would be a crisis for Castle, at least for him, and he didn't want to leave Castle, he was a powerful merchant, and he was just a wealthy merchant when he left the city, until that timeInstead of being his talisman, his wealth would be a dose of poison or a dagger. He had always been bold and adept at drilling, so that while the others were still thinking about it, he had made a bold decision to join their enemies and seek his own benefit. To this end, the thieves he hired stole secret information about the city's defenses from the Archon's study, as well as the Speaker's list of spellcasters, which were urgently needed and indispensable for anyone who wanted to capture a city.

"And what do you want?" asked the leader of the enemy, a dragon knight, as he looked through the items, and gave a peculiar smile as he looked through them.

If this merchant had to choose, of course he would want to become the Grand Duke of Cape Fort, and really, he was both envious and contemptuous of Grand Duke Harvey fifty years ago, and the reason for his envy was needless to say, but the reason for his disdain was because this Grand Duke had sacrificed his life and glory for the sake of Cape Fort, and the gods were above, they were not knights, they were merchants! What could not be sold, and what could not be bought? Fifty years ago, the Grand Duke of Harvey had stood in an unshakable position, and he should have married a wife of noble blood or a rich dowry, and then gave birth to a dozen children, and firmly established his position, instead of exhausting himself for a group of insatiable vampires—although, sometimes, some people think that this lord is indeed of noble character, but what is the use? ordinary commoners have no idea what he has done, and those who know will remain silent— They don't want to get sideways, and they don't want to turn themselves into a ridiculous villain.

"One...... Title...... Perhaps?" said the merchant tentatively, "besides," he said, "you will need some men to run the city for you, too?"

The dragon knight smiled, and just as the merchant thought he would get a satisfactory answer, the knight said something that made him fall into an ice cave.

He said, "Who told you we're going to run the city?"

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The people of Cape Fortress were in an uproar.

The sentinels who looked into the distance from the outermost wall were the first to notice them—at first it was just a small black dot, and then the little black dot gradually approached them, slowly growing in size, and they realized that it was a black figure the size of the boys' wooden soldiers, but then the sentinels estimated the distance and size of the figure, and found that it was probably a little shorter than the outermost wall, and they shouted wildly, and soon the speaker and councillors of the fortress appeared on the wall. During this time, the black humanoid object had become clear in people's field of vision, and when it reached the city wall, the people of Bi Pie Dike Fort couldn't help but exclaim.

"Is this a golem?" the Speaker asked, "I've never seen a golem this big." ”

It's not so much a golem as a magic machine, the kind that the gnomes are keen on, thought the mage beside the Speaker. Then, before he could reply, the black ** statue raised its hand, which held a wretched wretched worm in its hand, and a fierce fire welled up in the Speaker's eyes as soon as he saw that face—he now knew who the man who had stolen the documents and the list was.

They all waited for the golem to say something, but the golem only raised its arms further, almost bringing the captured councillor face to face with the Speaker and the others, and then ...... It gathered its fingers very, very, very slowly, and the traitor of Cape Tell writhed feebly between its fingers, and let out a short, miserable cry, but then, he could not even scream, his eyes bulging out of his sockets and rolling down, his face purple and blood pouring out of his ears and nostrils.

The mage next to the Speaker immediately threw a spell, but to his embarrassment, the Golem was unmoved, it crushed the man in front of the Speaker, and then turned away.