The next day, Yev woke up early, opened the door and breathed into the early morning air. After washing up, the pen "Fun" Pavilion walked to www.biquge.info the place where animal skins were processed, and was just about to sort out the things and go to the small market in Xiaoxia Village to sell, when he suddenly thought of something.

"Look at my memory."

Walking gently to the cubicle, Yev hesitated to see the bright morning light outside, which still opened a slight gap.

Ev's expression froze, then he opened all the doors and walked in.

The room was empty, the light was shining in, the bedding was neatly folded, and Yev touched the mattress that was so flat that there was not even a trace of wrinkles, and it seemed that he could still smell the reassuring fragrance of the girl.

Sighing, Yev walked over to the only small table in the middle, on which a few silver coins were placed. Ev held the metal with the Emperor's face in his hand, and he felt the room really quiet again, and said to himself, "It's not that you don't have to pay. ”

With a hint of inexplicable sadness, Yev continued his career as a hunter day after day.

Perhaps no one ever knew, the bard, or the court historian. In the absence of demons and glory, the saint had spent the night under his dilapidated house.

……

Cen Hanhan stretched out in the refreshing sunshine. The events of last night may be just a story that she can't even tell an episode in her memory, but now that she is close to the border of the Empire, there are no more people, and if you go any further, you should see some scattered border garrisons.

Seeing that there were no pedestrians around, Cen Hanhan let go of his strength, jumped suddenly, and stepped a distance of several meters, although he couldn't fly, but he could rush at a medium-intensity speed, which could also greatly reduce the time.

"Originally, there should have been Stormwind City further north, but I don't know if it's not there after such a year, just go around some small military camps, and it shouldn't be discovered." Cen Hanhan estimated that the speed was fast, and soon, she saw some soldiers wearing imperial armor from a distance, avoiding patrols, and luckily did not run into the barracks, she crossed a small river, which was considered to have crossed the border of the empire.

The scenery began to become truly barren, Cen Hanhan walked in the Gobi Desert, and occasionally saw a little green. Her face was calm, and she kept her speed toward the site of the Final Battle.

Looking down from the background of the sky, Cen Hanhan's figure as small as a black dot moved lonely in the vast space of loneliness and emptiness. Without any noise, Qiong Lou Yuyu and Cen Hanhan were no strangers to this feeling, and she let herself enter a cold state.

At the same time, on the Holy Mountain of the Imperial Capital, the highest place of the Holy See of Light.

The sun is shining all year round, everything is bathed in peace and quiet, and the meeting room, which has always been empty, is full of people at the moment.

Human King, Elven King, Dwarven King, Beastmaster, Pope of Light...... It can be said that the highest political forces in the entire Aize continent in the currently known area are concentrated in this room.

Every move of everyone in attendance will trigger a chain reaction from the outside world, and it is a real person who will change some of the big picture by stomping his foot.

The old pope bowed slightly, "Thank you for coming all the way. ”

No one accosted, Alexander VII on the side was really embarrassed by the old pope, should he say something?

The Dwarven King Norton (there is an inn of the same name mentioned above, the owner is a gimmick of the Dwarf King, but obviously useless) carries his Storm Hammer, and his small eyes seem to look at the other four people with amusement, "If I'm not mistaken, it seems that the gathering of the leaders of the Alliance only happened two hundred years ago. ”

"Dwarves just like to talk nonsense." The conversation box is open, but it doesn't seem to be rosy. The Elf King Shirley sat proudly on the side, but her beautiful face maintained an unreasonable nobility.

Norton's beard curled, and he was about to get angry, but the Beastmaster Dahl slammed the table in disregard, and the high-quality mahogany round table seemed to tremble unbearably. The word "king" on Dahl's forehead kept him from being angry, "I haven't seen you for so many years, do you quarrel when we meet, don't forget what we're sitting here for." (Seeking common ground while reserving differences, I am optimistic about you)

Dahl's last half of the sentence, word by word, made Shirley and Norton reluctant, but finally quieted down.

Alexander VII looked at this group of kings of various races who seemed to be obviously very difficult to mess with, and felt very troublesome, he inherited the throne at the age of sixteen, and the Pope of Light personally presided over the ceremonies for him, and he was worthy of his previous fathers after taking office, and basically maintained the situation of the vast territory of the human empire, and even developed, but when he was nearly fifty years old, his spirit was gradually lost, and he only wanted to enjoy a happy imperial life at present......

"Then let the Pope explain the current situation." Alexander VII said to the Pope with an expression of being forced to rush over and look at the rush that seemed to be on topic.

The old Pope was very old, but he still remembered standing in the crowd as a child, looking at the beautiful light that adored the Holy One. His eyes were still full of excitement, he coughed lightly, and said, "It is an indisputable fact that the 'Holy Light' has reappeared after two hundred years. As for whether the Holy Maiden has appeared again......" Speaking of this, the expressions of the old Pope and Shirley changed significantly.

"A professor at the Royal Academy of the Imperial Capital, as well as many witnesses, have seen with their own eyes that there is a woman in the Holy Light, and the professor, who has also told his students the truth about the mysterious mercenary they encountered on the way to the school." The old pope took out a stack of materials and distributed them to everyone, and what was printed on it was the registration information that Cen Hanhan was playing with in the mercenary union.

"It's obvious that more than half of it is fake, but I encountered a Vajra ape beast halfway through, and I easily ......repelled it with suspected golden magic," Norton flipped through quickly, "It's indeed very likely that the same person suddenly appeared in the imperial capital." ”

"If it's really a saint, please pay attention to your words!" Shirley said solemnly.

"Isn't that still decided?" The dwarf looked at Shirley, who was a head taller than him, with a look on his face. After speaking, he continued to read, "The voice is sweet...... Yo, it's really detailed, and it seems that the history books also write this kind of description of 'can stop the birds'......"

"Hum—"

Shirley couldn't bear it anymore, and several green wind blades spawned out of thin air, and within a second, they had already arrived at Norton's front door.

Norton's face didn't change, and he didn't pick up the Storm Hammer on the ground, and his whole body directly lit up with a dark red fighting aura, and with one punch, he scattered the wind blade that could make a fifth-order martial artist lose his combat effectiveness.

"Silence!" The old pope flicked his wand, and a white light spread, and everyone felt a little uncomfortable being suppressed.

Dahl, who had been sitting on the side, muttered, "The magic of the Holy See of Light is not always as gentle as the Light describes......"

Alexander VII, who had already entered the theater mode on the side, felt that this secret "alliance meeting" would not go well.