The sky had completely darkened, and a slender figure was moving rapidly in the darkness.

The man didn't know how to use it, and quickly skimmed across the snow, but only a faint trace was left. In the dark night, it was like a ghost.

Along the way, he made his way through the village to a farm outside the town, but what he didn't notice was that two figures hung not far behind him.

It was Mawson and One.

After discovering the strangeness of the matter, Mawson originally planned to return directly to Moscow, but the figure he found by chance made him change his mind.

"Just let me see what kind of 'medicine' you sell in your gourd."

The figure in front of him moved quickly and his whereabouts were secretive, and this kind of performance was completely beyond what ordinary people could do.

Mawson even suspected that even if a special scout found the traces of the other party, it would be extremely difficult to track it smoothly without being discovered by the other party.

The farm was quiet, not even the lights were revealed, and it was clearly deserted, with some of the houses collapsed and the desolation of the war everywhere.

The slender figure was very cautious, and when it entered the farm, it tried to walk in the shadow of the house. Soon they came to an abandoned shack that was supposed to be a place for the farm's livestock.

The figure cleared the weeds from it, then opened a secret door on the ground and jumped down.

There is a cave in this underground.

The figure clung to the wall, down the straight down the passage, and soon landed in the pit below.

There were faint lights on either side of the wall, and he hadn't taken a few steps before he heard a conversation coming from ahead.

"Hasn't Alanya come back yet?"

"It's been a while since I've been out, has there been an accident?"

"It's too dangerous here, the rest of the clan is missing after being captured, and we are at risk of being exposed at any time." A slightly muffled voice came.

"But the princess just won't leave, she said she won't leave here until she finds the rest of the clan."

"Do you want to persuade him again?"

"It's useless, you don't know the princess's 'sexual' personality."

There was a sigh from the front.

"If Prince Nuada had been here, this would not have happened!" Someone sighed.

"Silence!"

"Is this something you and I can discuss?"

Hearing this, the figure quickened his pace, turned a corner, and the light in front of him was bright, and he took off the face towel from his face, and "revealed" a handsome face.

"I'm back!"

"It's Alanya."

It was an open space of about 30 square meters, and there were two other men standing opposite the man named Alunya.

The two of them were tall and dressed in clothes similar to those of medieval European aristocrats, and one of them had a two-handed sword in his hand.

Listening to the voice, it looks like a calm middle-aged man, but judging by his appearance, it seems to be similar to the man named Iria.

"What happened, why did you come back so late?" The man with the twin swords in his hand asked with a frown.

Alanya took off her black leotard, "There was some accident, a military vehicle came up in town, and two strangers broke into the tavern and got into a fight, I think they should be coming for us." ”

"Has anyone found out?" The other asked, his face serious, his face full of caution, slightly tilted his head to show his slightly narrow ears.

Alanya showed a touch of contempt on her face, "With those ordinary people, they won't be able to catch up with me for another 100 years of practice!" ”

"Hey, I forgot, the average person doesn't live 100 years."

"Alanya watch out for your arrogance!"

A voice came, Alanya frowned, and just wanted to refute, but when he saw the figure, his face was slightly bowed.

"Princess Nuala!"

Out of a narrow passage came a beautiful woman dressed in linen "color" women's clothes.

The woman had golden hair, her face was pale but not weak, and her eyes were slightly reddened, with a jewel-like color.

Even if the wide robe is worn on the body, the tempting ketones under the robe can be faintly seen. With her arrival, the entire dimly lit room seemed to be filled with light due to her beauty.

Princess Nuala's face was calm, "Alanya, don't forget, it was these ordinary people you don't look down on who took more than a dozen of our clansmen and made us hide in Tibet, and there was no place for us. ”

Alan pursed her lips, "Yes, Princess!" ”

"Now that our whereabouts have been discovered, let's get out of here."

"Princess, there should only be two people on the other side, I suggest that they be arrested directly, tortured, and 'forced' to ask the whereabouts of other clansmen!"

Alanya said with a frown, glancing quickly at the two standing beside the princess as he spoke.

"Bang!"

But at this moment, there was a sound of heavy objects falling at the end of the passage, and everyone's faces changed, and Alanya and the man with the long sword in his hand rushed to the entrance, carefully guarded.

"Who?!" Alan Ya shouted.

Mo Sen looked at No. 1 who had torn off the rope ladder and fell to the bottom of the pit because of his excessive weight, and couldn't help but silently spit out, "The next time I encounter this situation, I will definitely let the most petite No. 9 come." ”

Mawson fell to the bottom of the pit.

"Although we came uninvited, we don't have any ill intentions, maybe, we can sit down and talk."

Mawson's voice came into Alanya's ears from the tunnel, and his face changed when he heard it, and he just boasted that he would not be followed by anyone, but now he was silently blocked in his hiding place.

His pale cheeks were swollen and flushed, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he pulled out a short knife about thirty centimeters long and held it across his side, staring at the entrance.

Mawson stepped into the room.

Because of his entry, the cramped room seemed to become congested in an instant.

Mawson's gaze quickly swept over everyone's faces, and when he saw everyone's ears, he was slightly stunned, and then when his gaze swept over Princess Nuala, his pupils shrank imperceptibly.

"It's Princess Nuara!"

This is the princess of the elven clan of the ancient relics that appeared in the second Golden Army of the Hell Baron!

How did she end up here?

"Despicable humans."

"Suffer death!"

Alanya roared, and the short knife in his hand stabbed into Mawson's chest like a poisonous snake, and he grasped the timing very well, just the moment when Mawson noticed Princess Nuara and was mentally distracted.

This is a qualified assassin.

But alas, he met Mawson.

Mawson's gaze didn't even turn for half a minute, still staring intently at Princess Nuara.

Just the body slightly sideways, and then sweep with a fist.

In his memory, the Elven King had split the crown that controlled the Golden Legion into three, and one of the pieces should have been on Princess Nuala!

"Alanya, stop!" Princess Nuara shouted

"Bang!"

Alanya, who was moving at high speed, was knocked out like a cannonball, slammed into the wall behind him, and then bounced to the ground.

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, pointed at Mawson and said with a shocked expression: "How is it possible? How could humans possess such great power! ”