"It's me. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The saint Angel pulled up her hood slightly, revealing her rounded chin.

"And me." Another knight wearing a low-key gray armor and a fully covered helmet also slowly approached Chen Yin's side.

Listen to the voice, this gray knight is Lancelot, yes.

"Why are you here?" Chen Yin asked strangely.

"Your Majesty McCarthy has asked me to protect Her Highness." Lancelot replied.

That's right, as a paladin, there is nothing procedurally wrong for him to protect the Holy Maiden. However, Chen Yin knows very well that it must be McCarthy's father who makes such an arrangement, because he is the only one who has this right, and at the same time knows the relationship between Chen Yin and Lancelot.

"Daddy McCarthy didn't say anything else?" Chen Yin did not give up.

"Nope." Lancelot shook his head.

Looking back at Uncle Tim and Aunt Gia, both of them shook their heads, obviously not knowing that Her Highness the Holy Maiden and Lancelot would also follow.

"Let's go, don't get noticed." Angel pulled down her hood again, pulled the reins and turned the horse's head, and led the way.

Chen Yin shrugged, looked at the smaller and smaller airship in the sky, and muttered, "This is really a surprise." ”

Before, when he was in the material warehouse, McCarthy's father once said that he wanted to surprise Chen Yin, maybe this is it.

The airship chose to land in a very particular location, first of all, it is not far from the big city, and this is the junction of the spheres of influence of several lords, no matter what kind of political leanings these people who do not want to go to the City of Light, they can find suitable candidates among these three lords.

Compared with the Mogoth family's rule over the empire for many years, the Pound family, which relied on a coup d'état to ascend to the throne, is unstable. Especially those strong army lords with heavy armies, it is still unknown whether they will recognize the notice of the Pound family.

At least at this point in time, the Pound family will not overly stimulate these lords, so the safety of these people here for a period of time in the future is relatively guaranteed, it seems that everyone has a general purpose, and after getting off the ship, everyone went their separate ways without greetings.

Nothing to say all the way.

The group silently rode their mounts forward, and as they got farther and farther away from the crowd who did not want to go to the City of Light, the noise gradually calmed down, leaving only the unknown insects on both sides of the road chirping.

When Chen Yin, Uncle and Aunt and Lancelot came to the imperial capital together, there was talk and laughter on the road, and there was never such quiet as now. Maybe it's because of Angel's identity? After all, they both belong to the Holy Light Church system, and the identity of the Holy Maiden is too much higher than them, so they still can't let go of it.

In this case, Chen Yin didn't say anything, just sat quietly on the back of the little donkey, looking at the scenery around him slowly hindering his legs in a daze.

As a few people advanced, the surroundings slowly became desolate.

Tall thatch replaced the neat rice fields, and patches of purple-red flowers bloomed in the green fields, and the air was filled with an intoxicating fragrance.

The silver-haired girl who had been riding the horse in front took off her hood at some point, and opened her hands in the wind in this endless sea of flowers, and a slightly upturned red lip lined her fair skin, like a ripe cherry.

Without the girl's control, the mount under her crotch also slowed down, from leading the way to parallel with Chen Yin.

"What kind of flower is this?" The girl naturally tilted her head and asked.

"Purple Sakura." Chen Yin replied.

Of course, Chen Yin himself doesn't know this kind of flower, and the real vision effect will provide the information he wants to know, so it is still very simple to identify the name of the flower.

"Oh." The girl nodded, gently pinned a strand of silver hair behind her ear, and stroked the windswept hair.

"How?" Angel tilted his head strangely and glanced at Chen Yin.

"No, nothing." Chen Yin retracted his gaze slightly embarrassed, "I just feel ......"

"Think?"

“…… It's beautiful. Chen Yin tilted his head and looked away,

"It's fascinating." Although the girl's eyes were staring at the sea of flowers, her tilted head looked a little stiff, and her fair face was dyed with a faint layer of pink at some point.

Behind the two of them, the uncle and aunt were communicating with each other, especially Aunt Jiya, who even had a burning gossip in her eyes.

"Uh...... You two are okay, right? Lancelot whispered.

"What's going on?" Aunt Jiya's face was full of red light.

"......" Lancelot rolled his eyes, tugged at the reins of the two bulbs, and forced himself a few horses behind.

However, his kindness was in vain, and the exchange between Chen Yin and Angel ended here, and the two rode forward quietly, and they didn't seem to have any intention of speaking.

“…… What two awkward little guys. Aunt Ji Ya pursed her lips, a little dumbfounded.

"Then do you want me to help you convey it to Your Excellency and Your Highness?" Lancelot was angry and funny.

"Of course...... No. The aunt's tone changed and she looked at Lancelot with disdain, "Are you insulting my IQ?" Neither of these little ones is easy to mess with! This kind of thing just looks at the excitement, and it is also conveyed...... Hum! ”

Lancelot was counted down together, and said helplessly: "I'm just reminding you, since you all know, it's better to put on that look......"

"Afraid of what?" Although Aunt Jiya was unforgiving, she didn't show her emotions again, and she was obviously taught.

In the hierarchical Order of the Hand of the Rulers, Lancelot was very sensitive to class matters, and this was the kind reminder he had just given.

After experiencing the Battle of the Tower of Knowledge, Lancelot had heard Pusiles mention Chen Yin, and he could never forget the expression on the face of this quasi-legendary paladin, until then he realized that Chen Yin, who had always been very low-key, was no longer on the same level as him.

From the first time he calculated Chen Yin, he was just a small 1-star ring holder at that time. Even after losing to Chen Yin in the battle and being forced to leave the soul sea brand, Lancelot's impression of Chen Yin still stayed on the impression of "cunning", "having a good shotgun", and "possibly holding a legendary card ring".

While there is potential, the potential remains unfulfilled.

In the Battle of the Tower of Knowledge, Lancelot was just "respecting" Chen Yin.

It wasn't until a few days ago that when chatting with Pusiles on the airship, he had a little reflection through Pusilles' attitude, and when he looked at the backs of Chen Yin and Angel riding side by side, Lancelot suddenly found that Chen Yin was already the person he needed to look up to.

"Huh?" Chen Yin suddenly turned around and looked at Lancelot strangely.

“？” The girl didn't speak, just looked at him curiously.

"Nothing." Chen Yin shook his head, he had just suddenly noticed that there was a trace of fluctuation in the soul link with Lancelot, although it was a little strange, but seeing that Lancelot's expression had not changed, he thought it was his own illusion.

"Speaking of which, you seem to have commissioned us to explore, right? Why are you here yourself, Your Highness? ”

"Confidentiality, Your Excellency." The girl turned her head to look to the side.

Although I couldn't see her expression, I could tell from her slightly shaky shoulders that she seemed to be smiling?

"All right, Your Highness." After Chen Yin finished speaking, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, "You can call me Chen Yin, or Chen." ”

"Then, I allow you to call me by name." The girl is a serious author.

"Yes, Your Highness Angel." Chen Yin pretended to perform a nondescript aristocratic ceremony.

The girl shook her head helplessly, and said angrily and funny: "If you don't, don't use it." ”

"What's wrong?" Chen Yin's face was inexplicable, he had seen those nobles use this kind of etiquette in the auction hall before, could it be that the movements were not standard?

"That's the courtesy of thanksgiving......"

"Given? Thank you, Your Highness, for giving me the right to call you by name......" Chen Yin did it again.

"Hey!" Angel was a little annoyed.

"What's the matter? Is it really not standard? Chen Yin posed again, as if he was thinking about what he had done wrong.

"You really don't know what this etiquette is for?"

"I don't know, I've only seen it once in the restaurant...... What's wrong? Isn't it the courtesy of a man to a woman? ”

“…… It was a courtesy for the noblewoman's lover to thank her for the gift. The girl's face was red.

"Huh?? I ......" Chen Yin was extremely embarrassed, "I'm sorry." ”

"Nothing, you don't know."

“……”

There was silence between the two again, but this time, there seemed to be some strange emotions quietly fermenting between the two.

"It seems to be a play." Aunt Ji Ya whispered in a spirited voice.

"......" This time, Lancelot didn't bother to care about her, so he simply closed his eyes and recuperated, anyway, the mount would follow the front by itself, and he didn't need to intervene.

"Huh." Uncle Tim touched his head, squinted at Aunt Jiya, and smiled innocently.

"What are you laughing at?" Aunt Jiya raised her eyebrows.

"Uh......" Uncle Tim pretended to rub his face and choked back his smile.

"Look at your stupidity." Aunt Jiya didn't have a good airway.

……

After eating some dry food casually at noon, the group took a short break and continued on the road.

“…… Do you think, is that thing normal? Chen Yin suddenly tugged on the reins and stopped, raising his head to look at the sky.

As Chen Yin stopped, the team also stopped one after another.

"The bird?" Lancelot put his hand on the pergola and looked at the little black dot in the sky.

"Hmm." Chen Yin squinted at it, "It's been hovering above our heads since just now, and it hasn't gone away for so long." ”

"Could it be a patrol territory?" Angel sees it too.

"No, most of the places where this large bird haunts are its territory - as long as there are no other birds of similar size, it means that the territory is not disputed, and even patrolling does not need to be that long."

Chen Yin explained: "The flight of large birds is very physically demanding, and it is generally the time to find the prey when it is circling, and when it finds the prey, it is natural to pounce, or succeed or fail, but it will leave here regardless of success or failure." ”

That is to say...... Its prey, are we? Lancelot frowned.

"That's right."

"Ahh It's gone! Aunt Ji Ya said, "Are you too sensitive, it's actually just a coincidence, right?" ”

“…… I hope so. ”

Maybe it was in response to Chen Yin's words, and I didn't see the big bird hovering along the way. Although Chen Yin always felt that something was wrong, the big bird no longer appeared, which also made Chen Yin breathe a sigh of relief.

Maybe that's really a coincidence.

Chen Yin comforted himself like this.

The red sun was slanting in the west, and a small village with wooden walls also appeared in front of Chen Yin and the others, and they found a tavern to live in.

According to the instructions on the map, Chen Yin and the others need to return to the border with the gray orcs, that is, near the town of Blackwood, and from there pass through a small piece of gray orc territory - that is, the orc plateau.

Then descend from the Orc Plateau, and enter the dangerous Land of Death from the junction of the Plateau and the Grey Mist Forest.

"The Land of the Dead." Chen Yin tapped lightly on the tabletop, looking at the area shrouded in gray.

"How?" Uncle Tim took a large sip of beer from his wooden wine glass, wiped his mouth and leaned in front of Chen Yin's map.

"I remember someone saying that the Grey Mist Forest doesn't seem to be suitable for life?" Chen Yin asked.

"It's not a life that suits our side." Aunt Ji Ya emphasized, "It's not like you've never seen a gray mist creature. ”

"Hmm...... I've seen something like this, and the blood mist emitted from under the cathedral is something similar, right? Chen Yin suddenly remembered all the peculiarities of the blood mist, and listened to Daddy McCarthy say that the gray mist was also a substance similar to the blood mist, and it seemed to have some connection with the soul stone.

"Gray fog is more dangerous." Angel said suddenly.

"Why do you say that?"

"I thought that the blood mist was tamed, and there was no wildness at all." Angel said something puzzling.

"Wild?" Chen Yin was surprised, "Do you think that thing is alive?" ”

“…… Maybe it is, maybe it isn't, who knows. "Angel seems to have drunk a little too much.

"Hey, what kind of answer is that!" Chen Yin was angry and funny.

"The answer? Hey, hey, hey...... I also want to know the answer, the answer...... Sister...... Call...... Whew......"

Chen Yin looked at the sleeping girl speechlessly.

"If you can't drink enough, don't drink it......"

However, complaining is complaining, Chen Yin still helped Aunt Ji Ya move her to their room.

"What are you still doing here?" Aunt Ji Ya stared at Chen Yin who was standing next to her with an unkind expression.

"Huh? Oooh...... I'm back in my room, call me if you need to. "Chen Yin also drank a little too much, and his head was not very good.

"Hmph, little pervert." After Aunt Ji Ya stared at Chen Yin and left, she unbuttoned the girl's clothes, wanting to scrub her before changing her clothes.

"I'll just do it myself." The silver-haired girl sat up suddenly, and there was still a drunk look on her face?

"Your Highness?" Aunt Ji Ya was stunned.

"You avoid it." The girl said expressionlessly.

“…… Be. ”

After seeing Aunt Jiya also leave, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, and the smell of wine climbed up her cheeks again.

The girl took out a card and whispered:

"Clean."

With her voice, the card turned into a white light, cleaning her from head to toe, even the wine stains on her clothes disappeared.

Then the girl curled up on the bed with her hands on her knees, not knowing what she was thinking.

It's been a long time......

“…… It's a shame, what should I do......"

(To be continued.) )