Two days later, a forest 100 miles away from the Silent Valley.

An elk stood by a small stream, its two forelimbs slightly bent down, stretched its neck, and was putting its head on the water's edge to lick the water inside.

Suddenly, its furry ears twitched, and its head was pricked up, and its large, round eyes stared suspiciously in one direction of the forest.

"Da-da-da-da. ”

After a while, there was a sound of heavy footsteps coming from that side, but there was no trace of any living being, and the elk was startled, jumped away, and quickly disappeared into the forest with all four hooves in unison.

"Whoa!"

The stream that had just regained its calm suddenly rippled violently, as if dragged by some invisible force, and some of the stream rose into the air for no reason, and then a 'gurgling' sound was heard, and the stream disappeared into the air inexplicably.

A short syllable sounded, and a figure appeared in the woods for no apparent reason, crouching at the edge of the stream.

"Whew!"

After a few strong breaths, Roshi sat on the grass with his butt and put the invisible dagger in his hand into his cuff, this time it was good to have this invisible dagger, otherwise I really don't know what to do, even the wizard's mental power scan can be defended, that Asmons really didn't brag.

The girl who came out of nowhere was not normal at first glance, but it didn't seem to be easy to be fooled, if she couldn't fool around, she probably didn't know what spell she would throw over, Ernst's lesson from the past is here, and Roch doesn't think that his current strength can be much better than the Ernst.

After a short rest, Roshi washed his face, got up from the ground, and paced slowly by the stream to think about the word that had just popped out of Margaret's mouth—

Tertiary planes.

What does this mean? Is there another world outside of this world?

It's not that Luo Xi didn't think about this possibility before, but in the classics he has read, in the Black Tower for so long, he has never heard any wizard mention that there are other planes, only in some myths of the mortal world, the god world, the demon world and the like, but in Luo Xi's opinion, it is more like hell and heaven on the earth, and they are all unreliable myths and legends.

I have to say that the word plane is still very attractive to Roshi, if it weren't for Margaret's fact that she doesn't seem to be very easy to communicate, and her fists are still very big, Roshi really wants to have a good chat with her.

Or...

Find a way to stun her, unload all her weapons, get some leather whips and candles and torture her? Smoke without saying anything, smoke when she says, draw until she tells the truth, until she finishes speaking!

Roshi's mind is full of evil YY.

"Huh, where have I been?"

After a mess of YY, Luo Xi realized that he had unconsciously walked to the middle of the stream, and was standing on top of a large rock in the stream, and there were some raised rocks in the stream, from which he had just come.

Just as he was about to walk back, Luo Xi's face suddenly changed, and he quickly took out the stealth dagger he had just put away and recited a spell to hide himself.

And at the moment when his figure disappeared, there was a violent sound of 'popping' from Tian Shang, and a pair of large demonic wing instigators quietly descended.

The kingdom of Prussia, the royal capital.

"Knock! knock!"

The tower's bells rang loudly, the great iron bells swayed, and the townspeople gathered on both sides of the city walls, standing on tiptoe for the triumphant warriors to return!

The scaffolding of the drawbridge rotated slowly, the iron chain was straightened, and with a bang, the drawbridge was lowered, and a pair of knights in bright armor appeared in everyone's field of vision, and Allen, who was dressed in black armor, was wearing a glorious knight who was also wearing black armor.

The atmosphere at the city gate reached a fixed point at this moment, and everyone on the city wall chanted Allen's name in unison, chanted the name of the Knight of Glory, and sprinkled the petals in the basket wildly.

In this atmosphere of national celebration, everyone subconsciously ignored a question - why did the glorious knights, who have always shown people with brightly colored silver armor, wear a heavy armor as black as ink at this time?

"Da Da Da..."

The heavy steel boots didn't take a single step before a heavy footstep sounded on the ground, and Eren walked into the city gate with a sinking face, walking straight in the direction of the palace.

A breeze blew, and the rain of petals swept past him, and he looked up to see that his long silver hair swayed in the wind.

He reached out and took the petal, and a moment later, threw it into the wind.

In the palace, a group of noble ministers stood nervously on both sides, and Edward VII sat on the throne, his expression looked very uneasy at this time, and his body even trembled slightly.

Since this morning, he has had a feeling of uncertainty, and he knows that what brings him this feeling is-

He's back!

Why did he not die and still fail in this situation?

"Da-da-da

From far to near, not in a hurry or slow, always maintaining a unified rhythm, calm, powerful, as if every blow was slammed on the ground, containing an indescribable anger, everyone in the hall tensed up under this voice.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the closed doors of the palace were torn apart, but the bright sunlight outside could not shine in, because the sunlight had been blocked by a group of black figures.

As a king, Edward could have just sat on his throne and waited for the knights to come and salute, but he couldn't help but stand up and take two steps forward, and he didn't come to his senses until he reached the edge of the stairs.

"Boom!" There was another loud bang, and without consulting Edward's unity, the open door was closed again, and the two soldiers guarding the door tried to go up, but they were greeted by the cold gaze of the Glory Knight.

The nobles standing in the main hall turned slightly pale, glanced at each other, and then took a step back and slowly lowered their heads.

Edward, who was standing above, chuckled in his heart.

"Your Majesty!"

It wasn't until a deep voice pulled him back that he noticed that the knight was already on his knees, holding the silver-white sword in both hands, and the lines on the blade were now glowing blue.

Edward had heard him say that the sword could resonate with him, listen to his call, and when he held the sword, his mood would be reflected on the sword.

So... What does he mean at this time?

"My Majesty!" he said suddenly, his voice carrying an indescribable anger.

He stood up and clenched the sword!