"Dodge, dodge, dodge!"

Huge columns rampaged through the streets, and brightly armored soldiers were at the front to clear the way in a very effective way, opening the way for the upper classes in the rear. Neither civilians nor costumed witchers roamed the streets, but they bowed their heads and moved out of the way.

In fact, even if they are angry, it is useless, not only can they not vent their momentary refreshment, but they will also provoke the city guards, civilians and city guards are really self-inflicted behavior, the reason why the demon hunters are silent is because of the few people guarded by the city guards, they recognize.

It was a big man from the Templars, and despite the modest black robes they were, the olive totem on their chests already indicated their identity. To put it on hold, the people of the Templars rarely interacted with nobles and city soldiers, but today's situation was extraordinary, two men and one woman who looked like they were about forty or fifty years old, and they had no time to pay attention to the soldiers in front of them, but their faces could not suppress their joy and quickened their pace.

Camelot covers an area of about 10 to 15 square kilometers, of which only one-third of the main city is protected by the walls, and the remaining two-thirds of the territory is used for training, study, and grazing strategic land, which is not protected by the magnificent walls of the main city, but is clustered along the river.

The entire area of Camelot from the main city to the wild city is almost the size of a small kingdom, so the roads are intricate, and although the three templars have the city guards in front of them, it also takes a long time to find their destination.

Just over half an hour ago, the messenger at the west gate of the main city suddenly lit up the arcane crystal and reported a shocking news to the commander of the army, the engraved angel appeared, and she was back!

Ever since Enola staged a "disappearance in the Secret Room" at the headquarters of the Sanctuary. It is not an exaggeration to say that the samurai and saints of the Templar are crazy, and the most unbearable of this fact is the priest who was in charge of Enola's illness in the first place. Enola is an indispensable and important combat force for human beings, her strength is like a sharp knife, she can blast a gap in the demon army line, and she still has the strength to fight the upper demons, what if she loses her.

Luckily, a few days ago, Dolambia had reported that Enola had helped stop an undead army attack in Dolambia last month. Due to the primitive means of communication of Aisalas. In addition, the lord of Dolambia was busy eradicating the cancer, so the disappearance of Enola's appearance was conveyed to Camelot, and it had been a long time.

Therefore, half an hour ago, after the messenger at the west gate of the main city spread the news of Enola's entry into the city, the first person who was shocked was the bishop of the Templar. However, Dolambia, which communicated over long distances, did not have a direct contact with the Templar, and later the bishops moved to the territory of the city guards, so the first person to know about the communication from the west of the city was the bishop.

The bishop didn't have time to change his clothes. He didn't run away from wearing his carry, and called two samurai who also didn't have time to put on their armor, and they went straight out of the door.

"What's going on?"

Seeing that the city guards suddenly stopped, the bishop glanced ahead with a slightly puzzled look. Immediately, I was shocked, didn't I find the hotel where Enola was?

And that was exactly what happened, and the soldiers advanced to the door of a retro-style inn. It's honestly quiet. Blocking the doors of so many people, what a stage to show their muscles and arrogance, but they seem to have changed as if they have changed. Their well-behavedness, and their sudden politeness as gentlemen, all prove that Enola is inside.

Looking at the crowded hotel door in front of them, the passers-by who craned their necks to look inside, they had blocked the door of the hotel. Dorian. The Bishop of Grad quickened his pace, he was also considered to be old and strong, and the Bishop of Doulin squeezed his head hard, and those who were squeezed away by him wanted to turn their faces and scold, but they saw that the Bishop of Camelot, who was known to everyone, and they immediately retreated.

Finally squeezed into the human wall, and before Bishop Dowling had time to catch his breath, he saw a woman holding a cup of river water at the round table in the center of the first floor.

The age of her appearance is about twenty-seven or eighteen, her body is light, her long straight black hair is draped in the back of her chest, her cold side face is not biased, her eyes are just staring at the wall in front of her, in fact, no matter who is stared at by a group of people like this, her face will not look good.

And her sleeveless black tight-fitting suit, as well as the rose flower totem on the front of the coat, all indicate her identity. Except for Enola, I'm afraid no one would dare to embroider a rose totem on Camelot's clothes blatantly.

The other guests on the first floor of the hotel had long since dispersed, and only Enola was left in the entire hall on the first floor. Just now Jory chose this hotel, so he left Enola here and went out alone, not because he waited for Jory, Enola had already left the hotel, and one of the things she didn't like the most in her life was to be looked at like a parrot like this at this time.

The crowd outside blocked the door, and although their noise was deliberately silenced, the large number of noises gathered together became a noise that Enola was quite repulsive. Just as Enola was about to wait and want to go out and find Jory, an elderly man squeezed in. Obviously, he looks like he is no more than fifty years old, but his figure, steps, and breathing are stronger than him even for a sixty-year-old man.

"You're back, it's really your ......" Bishop Dowling walked into the empty inn, he looked at Enola's not very enthusiastic face, and didn't even look at himself, Dowling not only did not displease, but took two steps forward excitedly. But when he really walked towards Enola, he didn't know what to say first.

Dowling is over sixty years old this year, and Enola is nearly twice as old as him...... He's not as good as Enola.

So before he spoke to Enola, he had to think deeply.

With a personal relationship, Dowling should greet Enola first and ask her how she is doing.

But in his capacity as Bishop, Dowling was to immediately invite Enola and himself to the Templar Headquarters.

Favors and responsibilities are sometimes not easy to choose, especially when he sees that Enola seems to ignore his indifferent attitude, how can he treat Enola with a casual attitude.

"Ma'am, you're still as beautiful as ever."

After saying an ambiguous compliment, Dowling weighed his words, he moved his steps in front of Enola's line of sight, and said with a smile: "You have been away from Camelot for many days, Mr. Calvilla is very anxious, pray for you every day, you are tired from the journey, why don't you go back to the cathedral with me to rest first." ”

However, Bishop Dowling's affectionate greetings and invitations were exchanged for Enola's chin slightly raised, she was still holding the water glass in her left hand, and asked with a cold face, "Do I know you?" ”

This sentence, as if he was sending an irrelevant person, instantly embarrassed Dowling in place.

"Uh......"

Stunned for a moment, Dowling felt very inexplicable at Enola's unusual distantness, even if Enola didn't have much contact with him before, he didn't have such a rushing attitude.

Retracting her gaze, Enola seemed to feel that the water in the cup was more attractive than the old man in front of her, she held the cup in her left hand and took another sip of cold water.

Just as she raised her left hand to drink water, there was a shining luster that pierced Dowling couldn't help but close his eyes, his eyelids jumped, and Dowling's gaze followed the source of the reflection, and then he found the reflective thing on Enola's left hand.

It was a ring, a ring on the middle finger.

The ring is worn on the middle finger and represents engagement in Esalas.

On the other hand, Enola's middle finger was covered with a silver-white ring set with milky white gemstones......

Middle Finger, Engagement, Ring......

Looking at Enola's expressionless face, recalling that she never joked and would not be bored for a while, the muscles of Dowling's face gradually became tangled from the surrounding to the center, his eyes were fixed on the jewel ring on the middle finger of Enola's left hand, and for a moment, Dowling had an illusion, as if he saw the demon king of Castlevania wearing an olive branch on his head that symbolized peace.

Enola ...... Engaged?

This outrageous is a joke......

But Enola never jokes......

As soon as his eyes rolled, Bishop Dolin, who was already weak, fainted on the spot. (To be continued......)