"It's unbelievable. Maya smiled wryly.

"Princess, you must listen to me next, so that we can escape. Only if we escape can there be real peace between the two communities. ”

As he spoke, Challos held out his hand, a sign of friendship and peace.

"I see, Your Highness Chardos, I listen to you. Maya put her hand on Chardos's big hand with a determined expression.

She has a much better opinion of Chardos now, this is a responsible and responsible person.

"We're still some way from the exit where we're now, but the real exit is actually in another location. ”

"Isn't that the one on the map?" Maya said, clutching the parchment.

"The Nine Winds Cave is not so easy to get out of, because the terrain here is constantly changing! and it is irregular!" said Chardos calmly.

"The terrain changes, there is no pattern?" Maya's heart sank, that is, there is no map route in this world that can get out!

"Don't be afraid, princess, the Nine Winds Cave was the land of miracles of the Wind Country at the earliest, as long as you have pure Wind Country blood, you can sense the right direction. Chaldos said confidently, "Our Angel Clan is actually the descendants of several branches of the Wind Country, so I was able to come in so easily." ”

Maya bowed her head slightly, and she followed behind Chardos, looking very well-behaved.

···

Meanwhile, in the Angel Sanctuary, a fierce quarrel is taking place.

"Baghdadi, the princess of the Yun Clan has been attacked on our territory. ”

In the vast and gorgeous hall, at the head of a round table carved from white jade, Redondo Michael, who was the archangel and also the angel of war, looked indifferently at an old man at the bottom of the opposite position.

"It's a pity, may the God of Light bless this child. Baghdadi Raphael looked lamenting, and the cascading wrinkles of withered trees relaxed.

"Don't you want to explain something?" Redondo's eyes were sharp as knives.

"Explain what?" said al-Baghdadi. "St. Michael, I don't understand what you mean. ”

"My esteemed Lord Angel, may I ask if your people are all on standby in the Templar?" said Redondo.

"A few of them weren't there, and they went out to do something for me. Bagdadi's face did not change, and he said directly.

"Do anything? kidnap the princess of the Yun Clan, or assassinate the representative of the Yun Clan?"

"St. Michael, I respect you, but you can't slander me without proof. Well, Dear St. Michael, I still have something to do, the rest of the archangels are still waiting for me, I will take my leave first. ”

Baghdadi slowly got up and prepared to leave the hall with the support of two middle-aged angels on the side.

Redondo sat upright, his chest rising and falling sharply, predicting his agitation at the moment.

"Oh, I forgot, today is the feast day of Our Lady, right? Baghdadi turned his head, the corners of his mouth on both sides raised slightly, and a gloomy air lingered.

"You!"

Mitello on the side turned red, and slammed his fist on the table, leaving a big fist mark.

"St. Michael, he is provoking you!

"What's the difference between this situation now and tearing your face, and the final showdown is only the last layer of window paper. Redondo had no joy or sorrow on the surface, but the resentment in his heart had already been born.

Natalie is his favorite wife, but there is nothing he can do at the moment of the accident!

"Michael, it's a big deal to pierce it directly, why do you want to be like this?" Mitello couldn't swallow his breath.

"Don't talk nonsense, Mitello!" Redondo scolded, "do you know the price? If Yuanlan loses, how can I be worthy of Natalie. Redondo closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry, St. Michael, but I was reckless. Mitero took a deep breath.

"Mitello, it's understandable that you've just succeeded the Angel of Power and acted a little impulsively, after all, you're still young. But I want you to think more about your people, more about the Angel Sanctuary. There are some things that I dare not touch, and even if there is real suffering, I have to swallow it. ”

Redondo patted Mitello on the shoulder, "You are the person I am very optimistic about, Mitaro, in the future, Challos also needs you to help him, otherwise it will be difficult for him to sit firmly alone, and those old guys in Baghdadi will never compromise." ”

"St. Michael, you..." Mitello shook.

"Hehe, birth, old age, sickness and death, that's fate, Mitello, the god of light is about to summon me to meet him. Redondo said flatly, as if what he said was not his business.

"How so! Michael!" said Mitello anxiously.

"Mitero, calm down! Chaldos will have to rely on you in the future. ”

"Why now!" Mitello let out a sigh.

Since the accident of the Virgin, the situation on their side has deteriorated, and the power of Baghdadi has swelled wildly. It's unimaginable.

"Do you believe in Challos?" Redondo said, crutching his scepter, staring at Mitello.

"His Royal Highness is brave and resolute, kind and benevolent, and is a master of prosperity. Mitero commented.

"I know that Chaldos is the most suitable person to promote peace in Yunlu, so I sent him to rescue Princess Maya. ”

"But Govras has sent news that His Highness and the princess have entered the Nine Winds Cave! Mitello has a difficult face.

"Hehe, that's a good thing. Redondo smiled.

"St. Michael, you are also talking nonsense, how can this be a good thing?" Mitello wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Mitello, what do you think would happen to Challos if he married Princess Maya?" Redondo chuckled.

"What?" said Mitello, surprised.

His Royal Highness and the princess are married?

"They'll be fine, I've already asked the Great Prophet to calculate, this catastrophe will not die, and there will be a blessing for the future!The vague future, the light of peace will spread across the earth!" Redondo said with a yearning on his face, "That's the wish we've been fighting for years." ”

If that's the case, then we've succeeded. "Mitello's mood is like a roller coaster. "But I'm afraid of Baghdadhi..."

"Are you afraid that he will do it? If he intervenes in me, I won't arrange a few pasts? The tide of history will rise if it goes with it, and those who go against it will perish! Baghdadi will not end well!" Redondo said in a deep voice.

"Mitaro!"

"In!"

"Now, I leave an edict: after the death of Uredondo Michael, Chaldos Michael will inherit the position of archangel and war angel and rule the Angelic Church!"

"Yes!"