Chapter 438: Departure
Loren stood in place, quietly looking at the three people over there, silent for a while, glanced at Zabri in the distance, his face was as cold as ice, he retracted the lightsaber into the scabbard, and said lightly, "Mei, I'm not leaving." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
The latter nodded, stole his eyes at King Elon, and walked off the distance after Loren.
With King Elon explaining for him, the Immortal didn't say anything more, and instead turned his gaze to Mei who was leaving, "That kid shouldn't be a High Elf, I saw human blood in his body." β
King Elon smiled lightly, "Actually, even I wonder what kind of being the Cursed Child is, but he is neither a human nor a High Elf, but a new being beyond our understanding, and I see in him the hope of the High Elves." β
His tone was calm, and his silver eyes were fixed on the Immortal, "He's still under my protection, don't hit his attention unless you want to be my enemy." β
For the threat of the Elven King, the Immortal snorted coldly and did not respond.
Turning to Meen, "In that case, I'll consider restricting the Mystic's activities in the Overworld..."
Pausing slightly, "Although this contract cannot restrain the power of the legend, even if those old immortals in Holymori come back, I think for the sake of Narug's face, they will abide by the contract." β
The words fell, and the Immortal did not stay any longer, taking a step and returning directly to his own void space.
The Elven King glanced in the direction where May and Loren had left, and said slowly to Mine, "Let's catch up on the old days when we have time, the Cursed Child needs me to continue to observe for a while." β
Mien had a smile on his face, "It seems that you have found a lot of fun for yourself after leaving Lonely Moon Mountain. β
The latter smiled faintly and flew away from the battlefield with the wind elemental.
I don't know when my former enemies have now become my friends.
While the two were chatting outside, King Elon calmly admitted that he had planned to lure Mien to Lone Moon Mountain with the Cursed Son in the first place.
The Lonely Moon Mountain is the sacred place of the High Elves and the center of the Overworld.
And the mission of every elven king is to protect the order of the sacred tree and the overworld, although such a mission seems to be extremely glorious, and he is like the king of the world.
But at the price, it is also their eternal cage.
And now, Lonely Moon Mountain, and even the Holy Tree were directly swallowed by the turbulence of time and space, and the confinement also disappeared.
It was not for nothing that the last elven king Noller became the first degenerate, his unmatched strength and endless lifespan brought endless loneliness and loneliness.
Don't erupt in silence, pervert in silence.
King Elon and Noller are clearly both.
Seeing King Elon leave, Mien couldn't help but sigh a little when he saw the soul puppet on the ground that had been turned into ashes.
Phyllis Green, the girl with beautiful sapphire eyes, ended up like this, and judging by Loren's reaction, it was clear that there was some untold story in it.
But whether it was hatred or other reasons, Meen was not prepared to meddle in Loren's affairs, and that man's path was only for him to get out of.
But just then, a somewhat familiar voice appeared behind Meen.
"Is that you, Pope?"
Looking back with some confusion, Mien frowned slightly, "Ophelia?"
The girl bit her lip lightly, her expression was down, and her burned right arm was trembling slightly because of the pain, as if she was hesitating, "My lord... Is Merlin still in the north?"
"Merlin should be traveling with a group of adventurers right now, honing his drawing skills...... The way you look, something should have happened. β
Even though he was in the midst of the army at this time, Mien still had a calm face and a calm demeanor.
Even the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, which was like purgatory on earth, still couldn't shake his heart.
Once in the north, Meen, who had already experienced countless wars, had long been paralyzed by death on the battlefield.
"He's fine..."
It seems that he has never bowed his head and begged others, and the first time he made such a move made Ophelia feel a huge sense of shame in his heart!
I hate my weakness and powerlessness.
His fists were clenched, his whole body was shaking, and he didn't even dare to look down into Meen's eyes, "Those wild mages just attacked the Azure Tower, for Merlin's sake, I want you to rescue Bianca who was captured by them!"
Wild mages attacked the Azure Tower?
It was the first time Meen had heard of such a thing, and he had some bad premonitions, "What about your teacher?"
"My teacher died at their hands trying to stall for time. β
Hannah Warmer.
How could that powerful woman be killed so easily?And was the wild mage he was talking about the court mage of the Scorching Sun royal family?
There was a moment of silence, "Punisher, you accompanied Ophelia to save Bianca, I think you should know her, I have other things to deal with." β
The half-breed ranger, who had been following Meen, shrugged his shoulders when he heard Meen's order, "I thought you brought me out this time just for an outing." β
Looking at Ophelia, who was covered in wounds, Hilda played with a small dagger with a rough shape in her hand, and said lightly, "Finally, there is work to do, you can lead the way ahead." β
After such a long time, Hilda's resistance to Minn and the Holy See has gradually eased, anyway, it is all a mission, and there are still high commissions to earn, even if most of this year's commissions are deducted by that damn god stick for various reasons, then there are still a lot of gold coins left!
The soul of the ranger buried deep in her bones has not changed because of so many things.
Ophelia originally thought that Minn would take it personally, but she didn't expect to let the half-blood dwarf go with her.
Vulgar, oily.
Ophelia, who had met Hilda before, still maintained her first impression.
But this was Mien's arrangement, and she couldn't question it, so she could only look at Hilda with suspicion, and then bent down deeply to Mien, "I will keep your help in mind!"
Anyway, the two members of the Azure Tower helped themselves a lot when they fought against the evil mage, and Mien would not be so stingy at this time, and looked at Ophelia after a moment of silence and said, "If you have no other place to go, the doors of the Holy See will always be open to friends, and I think Merlin will be happy to see you in the north." β
Bitter in her heart, Ophelia nodded.
Knowing that the Brooklyn master was most likely to be more than lucky, she didn't even know how to face Merlin, that honest young man.
But the only good news now is that the black robe named Zabri seems to have been targeted by the gray-clothed Sword Master, if it wasn't for the mysterious old man's action just now, I'm afraid Zabri would have died under his sword.
Without that man's intervention, Ophelia was confident that she would have been able to deal with the greedy jackals left in the tower!