As Gülen walked through the courtyard, he saw the Baroness, and it was not that they had never met, or that their information about each other was in each other's hands. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info didn't greet or smile, didn't have a conversation, didn't have to, they all knew very well what kind of person they were dealing with, and Glenn thought that perhaps the tension between Leona and Berdwin had been relieved because of the Baroness, after all, no one knew more about the affairs of men and women than she did—in this matter, Glenn admitted that she had a slight advantage, but Gülen could do things that the Baroness could hardly do, after all, the latter had most of his hands with bright feathers but soft claws and beaks"Little Bird", to be precise, Gülen and the Baroness can in fact stagger their services, but that does not improve the situation between them, which can probably always be described as-for-tat.

They passed by, Glenn's hand on the rune, and his dagger, beating like Glenn's second heart, but the thief walked out calmly. No, he could no longer find a second owner with a prominent status and surname like Leona. The Thieves' Guild has existed in this world for thousands of years, and every Grand Duke, king, or family has someone they trust, and no one will rashly accept a strange thief's recommendation except for the Norman princess of the Highlands.

Wait, maybe he still has a master to work for, Glenn grinned, ignoring the skeptical gaze cast by the knight, he thought of Grenada's black-haired spellcaster, if there was anything to regret, it was that Grenada was a completely chaotic and cruel country, and a man who had been on the throne for three hundred years would still be called the new king, and his wife was a red dragon, and Kremar was his illegitimate son- The black-haired Dragonborn was still far from that position, not to mention a supreme ruler who was said to have become a god.

Glenn tentatively invested some of his power in Grenada's royal capital, and if something happened to Leona that he didn't want to see, then he at least had a way out.

Thinking of this, Glenn couldn't help but shake his head slightly, in the previous meeting, the princess Leona had not mentioned Cremar and Kerryben, even if there was no black-haired spellcaster, and the elven ranger, Birdwin Donclay might have become the poop of monsters a long time ago, but now they seem to have been completely forgotten - if Kremar because of his bloodline and identity, these two adults thought that they had been deceived and cried to the corner with broken hearts, then what about the elf Kerryben? He hadn't suddenly turned into a child of the Red Dragon, and Glenn knew that Grenada's legions and orc warriors had turned to the Silvercrown Forest, something that couldn't be concealed, not to mention him, or the Baroness, a fact that even the most ordinary scout knights could perceive.

Is it deliberately avoided, then, is it to avoid him, or to avoid the question? It seems that the latter is the majority, Glenn narrows his eyes, hiding his disdain, if Leona's decision is not surprising - even if she is indulged in love, she is also an heir to the throne who has been guided and trained by the Norman king, as can be seen from the several decisions she makes. Glenn never thought that in the Dragonfire Islands, she refused to allow Birdwin to replace Cremar only because of justice and justice—if he did, he would not only lose his honor and pride, but also risk becoming a vassal of the lord, like the exiles who carried rusty swords and cloaks in the various ports of the Dragonfire Islands, and had nowhere to go except taverns and prostitutes' beds. How could Leona allow her lover to degenerate to such an irretrievable point? Even the position of Lord of Thundercastle she felt was not honorable enough.

And he, before the royal blood of the Norman family in the Highlands had withered to this point, she had resolved to make a pact with a lowly thief, though the pact was so thin that even the wind could blow it away, and now she had taken the Baroness for herself, ignoring the fact that the seductive lady had served her enemies and had some involvement in the death of the Norman king, and she was like a merchant, and if she felt that you were worthy, she would not hesitate to reach out, no matter how dirty or smelly you were, or how you had bitten her hand。

On the other hand, if you lose your original value, or if the price you have to pay is too great, the princess will also exclude you from her field of vision without thinking, and it must be said that if there is any difference, like the Baroness or Gülen, she will not have even the slightest hint of regret and shame - Of course, even if it is Kerryben, sorry, since the orcs have postponed their in-depth understanding of the Norman in the Highlands, and instead have shown their coveting of the Silver Crown Forest, as the Norman princess or the future Majesty, Leona will not make the decision to abandon the Norman and rescue the Silver Crown Forest, even if the covenant between them cannot be said to have been completely torn up.

Perhaps the heir to the throne was glad that the Orcs had more desire for the Silvercrown Jungle than for the Normans of the Highlands.

It was Baldwin who surprised Glenn slightly, anyway, he was once a knight of Tyre, even if he was banished by his own gods, but it seems that Glenn was saying that he had been clamoring for atonement, forgiveness, and return to the god of justice and duty - even if he was really just talking, then, at the very least, his friendship with Kerryben was stolen and eaten by the goblins? This is a friendship that lasts for twenty years, and even if you can't drive your knights and people for the sake of Norman, you can at least put down love, glory, and power, and go alone to the Silver Crown Forest to give a meager amount of strength to your friends.

But Glenn didn't see anything, and the thief raised an eyebrow mockingly, even he had traveled to Grenada's royal capital for the dark-haired spellcaster. Of course, there is an element of ambition and temptation, but if it weren't for Cremar, although he had ruthlessly and brutally threatened and punished him, he could be regarded as a fair and honest former master, and he would only be a dispensable pawn in the "red belly".

It's disappointing, Gülen said to himself.

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