A few more inconsequential words, and this conclaves today's conclave.

Remy went out first to watch the wind, and the rest of the people left one after another. Miss Emily passed by Dai Lan's side, deliberately slowed down, and nodded slightly, showing the good cultivation of a noble lady.

The Crystal Lady had been cautiously following Carrick away, and had hurt him by a miss, so that she didn't dare to lift her head in trepidation.

Old Master Andrew took a few steps forward, patted Dai Lan lightly on the shoulder, and very sincerely invited him to his villa to rest.

Dai Lan touched her lips through the mask, and refused in a hoarse voice: "My dear old mage, I think it's better next time." You know, the Empire's spies, and the people at Scotland Yard, are eyeing the Alliance, so we'll have to be extra careful. ”

Considering that the elemental mage in front of him is too high, it is not something that ordinary people can invite. And what he said was reasonable, Andrew nodded thoughtfully, gave a thumbs up, pouted, and said, "What the doctor said is extremely true. Then please be careful. ”

Dai Lan made his way through the stone corridor and the cipher wall built by the water magician, and returned to the inside of the de Broglie Tavern.

let out a long breath, how can you feel like you are a human being in two lives?!

That's often the way people are. When you are in an extremely dangerous environment, you have to focus all your energy on coping with the suffering in front of you, and you don't have much to worry about. After the danger was really overcome, I felt afraid, and even my legs began to twist, and I didn't even have the strength to walk.

Just now, if Dai Lan wasn't clever enough, he might have been squeezed to death by Carrick directly. If he wasn't lucky, Andrew's Flame Dance would have killed him.

Then again, why should that Remy help himself?

In this ancient Middle Ages, Dai Lan really didn't have many friends.

It's almost three in the morning. The de Broglie tavern was closed, and a few diligent men wiped down the tables and chairs, cleaned up the empty wine glasses left by the drunken guests, and no one noticed Dai Lan's departure.

Out of the tavern, I walked straight home.

Halfway through, when there was no one around, Dai Lan hid in a secluded place and took off his black robe, revealing his usual outfit inside. He didn't want to see a man in a mage's robe walk into his home.

Dai Lan looked at the sky, and a bright moon was in the sky, which seemed to be no different from the full moon in his hometown in the past. It's just that now things are wrong, and I can't find a little sense of home.

It turned out that there had been a new rain just now, and the path had become muddy, and Dai Lanshen was extremely uncomfortable to walk on, but fortunately, it was only five minutes away, and it was there soon.

By the moonlight, a rare figure stood at the door and looked around, and when he walked in, he realized that it was little Rachel.

Despite the fact that it is summer, the nights in Scotland after the rain are still exceptionally cold.

Rachel's small face was red from the cold, and a few freckles dotted on the bridge of her nose added a bit of playfulness and cuteness. Wearing a thin coarse cloth coat, shivering in the cold wind.

Dai Lan's heart suddenly warmed, and she didn't know what to say, so she held back for a long time before she said, "You little girl, why don't you go to bed so late?" Which lad are you waiting for? ”

After saying this, Dai Lan also felt extremely inappropriate, bared his teeth and grimaced.

Little Rachel's face turned even redder, she grabbed the corners of her clothes with her little hands, gritted her teeth and said, "Who is waiting for you, I just came back from the field, and I happened to meet you!" ”

Dai Lan scratched the back of his head, showing a very believing look. The black eyes peculiar to the Oriental, for the first time, carefully looked at the little landlord.

The wavy brown hair was covered with raindrops, dripping down the ends. The slightly round face shape that is not beautiful but also durable is embellished with two big eyes. The thin lips that are the hallmark of Westerners, always unconsciously pursed together, are small dimples on each side of her face. Because of the perennial work in the farmland, the complexion is the color of wheat, which adds a kind of sex. Feel.

Don't look at her at the age of fifteen, but there is a kind of perseverance everywhere. Although his family is very poor, he has not lost his courage because of poverty. Her most frequent action is to clench her little fists and wave them in front of her a few times, telling everyone: I can do it!

Dai Lan suddenly found that he really knew this little landlord very well!

Sensing that something was wrong, Dai Lan asked, "How do you know I'm not at home?" ”

"I knew you didn't have a serious dinner, so I was going to send you some new pasta (commonly known as Italian pasta, which is very popular on the European continent)." Little Rachel spread her hands and moved her shoulders, "But I saw you go out in strange black clothes." ”

Dai Lan sighed in his heart, his experience in the rivers and lakes was still not rich enough. I thought that the black robe was perfectly packed and the timing of choosing to go to the tavern was also good, but it was easily discovered by the little girl.

Dai Lan's old face flushed, and he whispered: "That, Rachel, you have to keep it secret for me, what I have to do is very important." He found that there was no way to lie in front of this innocent little girl, and he could only selectively hide some things.

Rachel nodded vigorously and slapped Dai Lan's chest with her small fist: "Of course, it's absolutely confidential!" ”

After that, he sniffed it again, pouted and said, "As soon as I saw it, I went to the de Broglie Tavern, where the Zhuogett is a signature beer!" ”

Dai Lan's heart sank again, this girl doesn't look rough on the outside, but she is very thin on the inside. At the same time, this incident also reminded me that for most girls, the smell is the most likely to leak.

The thought of torn between Emily and Rachel, the two little spies, made his head double in size in an instant, and he couldn't have too much to do with them.

Dai Lan reminded himself once again to find that damn Bruno, and then find Joyna, and find a way to go back to the 21st century, back to Huaxia. I hope that when I go back, I won't be full of zombies......

Yawned, Dai Lan stretched his waist exaggeratedly, and squeezed out a smile to say goodbye.

When I returned to my house, I checked the little dry soil left at the door when I went out, and made sure that no one had entered, so I was relieved.

Picking out the oil lamp on the table, Dai Lan fell into deep thought.

Are there any Imperial mages or knights monitoring the Thine Alliance in Dundee? Why was the eldest lady able to evade the tracking of the family's guards so easily? Why should that Remy help himself?

Clusters of mysteries are entangled in his mind, like intertwined roots, which can't be resolved.

"Squeak-"

There were two soft sounds, and the door that had been inserted was pushed open.

Dai Lan looked up and saw Remy's shrewd face poking in.