"That's true," Rodrith whispered, then smirked mockingly. "It's been so useful to her.

Her first husband was a handsome warrior from the north. After a few months, their enthusiasm quickly faded, and both found it very difficult.

My mother's body was already very weak, and she would often fall into a coma for an hour or two. The two of them struggled to survive on the money her husband earned as a mercenary.

Although he had noble blood, he never mentioned his family lineage. I don't think he's even using his real name. ”

Rodrith narrowed his eyes. "But I'm pretty sure he told Ella. That's why she went north to find her roots. ”

"Ella. Lolana said in a muffled voice. The name was like a wound on her body, but she also wanted to know more about the woman Robert loved.

"So, that noble warrior is Ella's father?" she said hoarsely.

Rodrith looked at her with sharp eyes. "Yes," he whispered. "She's my half-sister, about eight years older than me and Calamon.

I speculate that she should look a lot like her father. One handsome, one beautiful.

Grumpy and impatient.

Combat-loving, strong, and fearless. Her father taught her the only knowledge, which was martial arts. He went out longer and longer, and one day he disappeared like this.

My mother persuaded the seekers to declare him dead.

Then she married my father. He was an ordinary man, a carpenter. Again, her foresight didn't help. “

"Why?" asked Lorana. She was fascinated by the story, but she was also amazed that the usually taciturn mage could be so talkative today.

But she didn't know that the mage only wanted to see the expression on her face so much.

"My brother's birth and I were one of them," said Rodrith, coughing violently, pointing at his brother, "Calamon!

His hoarse voice was loud enough to penetrate the loudest conversations. "Or did you talk so happily that you forgot about it completely?"

Calamon's laughter snapped to an abrupt end. "No, little brother. Feeling guilty, he quickly stood up and put a jug of water on the fire.

Lena lowered her head, timidly reluctant to look directly at the mage.

After looking at her for a moment, Rodrith turned to face Lorana, who felt a chill at the sight. He took it as if nothing had happened.

"My mother hasn't recovered since she gave birth. The midwife said I was dead and was going to give me up. If it weren't for Ella, I might have really died. She used to say that her first fight was just for me to fight death.

She was the one who raised us.

My mother was no longer able to take care of the children, and my father was forced to work all day to feed us.

He died unexpectedly when we were teenagers, and my mother fell into a coma that day,"

Rodrith lowered his voice, "I never woke up again." Then she starved to death. ”

"It's horrible!" said Lolana, trembling.

Rodrith did not speak for a long time, his eyes staring at the gray sky.

Then his lips twitched. "This taught me a valuable lesson: control your own power and don't allow yourself to be controlled!"

Lorana didn't seem to hear it. Her hand on her lap trembled slightly.

It was a good opportunity for her to ask that question, but it would make her distrust the one in front of her.

And the man who loves her sees through the world in her heart, but her curiosity and her love are too deep.

She never knew she was caught in a trap from which she could not escape.

Because Rodlis is happy to know the secrets of everyone's heart, because there may be an opportunity to use them in the future.

"And what happened to you?" she asked, swallowing her saliva. "Odd-Ella, is there anything wrong?"

I wanted to pretend to mention her name casually, but she blushed with shame and stammered nervously.

Rodrith watched with interest as Rolana struggled and said, "Ella was gone by then," he replied. "She had already left home when she was fifteen years old and was making money on her own.

Calamon told me that she was a master and that it was not difficult for her to earn money from her work as a mercenary. Oh, by the way, she often comes back to see how we're doing.

When we got older and more skilled, she took us to find a job.

Calamon and I only learned how to join forces at that time, I used my spells, and my brother used his sword. Then, after she met Robert," Rodrith looked at Lorana as she struggled to keep her composure, "she needed to travel with us all the more." ”

"Who are you traveling with, and where are you going?"

"And Stone. Breit, the guy who'd been dreaming of knighthood ever since, the Kande, Robert, me and Calamon.

We traveled with Hubble before we retired. Until the road becomes more and more dangerous, Hubble gives up his life of traveling around.

At that time, we had learned enough from our friends that we were a little tired of it. Robert said it was time to separate. ”

"And you did it, and he was already your leader at that time?"

She tried to remember the Robert she had known as a child, before he had grown a beard, and there was no trace of such worry and care on his face.

But at that time, he was often in a sullen daze, tormented by the two bloodlines in his body, and he felt that although he had two bloodlines, he did not belong to either side.

At that time, she didn't know much about him.

It was only when she lived in an all-human world at the moment that she understood his feelings.

"He had all the qualities we knew were fit to be a leader. The brain is fast, smart and creative.

But each of us has these traits to a greater or lesser extent, so why would others voluntarily follow Robert?

Stone has aristocratic blood, and he belongs to an ancient and glorious organization. Why would he obey the bastard's orders?

He doesn't believe in races other than humans, and he is half-skeptical of humans. But both he and Scarlet Moon went to Hell with Robert and came back alive.

Why is that?"

"I've thought about it," Lorana began, "I think—"

But Rodrith ignored what she said, and answered his own question on his own. Robert listened to his feelings, he didn't suppress his feelings like a knight, or hide them like a river breeze.

Robert understands that there are times when leaders have to think with their hearts, not just their brains. Rodrith looked at her. Remember that. ”

Lorana blinked and froze for a moment, the superiority in the mage's tone making her feel a little uncomfortable.

She then asked, "I noticed you skipped yourself. If you're as smart and powerful as you claim to be, then why would you want to follow Robert?"

Rodrith's eyes darkened suddenly. He closed his mouth and took the cup of hot water that Calamon had carefully served. The warrior looked at Lorana.

The expression on his face became very gloomy and melancholy, as Rodlis always looked like this every time he was not in good health.

Rodrith didn't seem to notice Calamon's concerns. He took a small bag from his backpack and sprinkled some green leaves into the hot water.

A thick, bitter and sour taste quickly filled the room. "I didn't follow him. ”

The young mage looked at Lorana. "So far, Robert and I just happen to be in the same direction. ”

"Sorenia is not welcome in our city," the lord said solemnly, his eyes on the others. "Elves, Kanders, dwarves, or anyone else traveling with them are also not welcome.

I know that one of your accomplices is a magician, wearing a red robe that symbolizes neutrality, and you are both wearing armor.

Your weapons are stained with dark red blood, and you are ready to draw your swords at any moment, so it is clear that you are experienced warriors. ”

"It's a mercenary, no doubt about it, my lord. The sheriff said.

"We're not mercenaries," Stone said as he walked over to the longboard, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant. "We came from the Abanisian plains in the north.

We rescued 800 strong men, women and children from the Dragoons at New Grande. We evaded the pursuit of the dragon army and hid in a small valley to survive.

A group of us had come south in search of the legendary Tarsis' ferry.

We didn't know it was a long way from the sea, otherwise we wouldn't have to go to such trouble. “

The lord frowned. "You say you're from the north? No one has ever been able to safely pass through the dwarven kingdom of Sobardine. ”

"If you know the Sorenian Knights, you will know that we would rather die than lie, even in the face of our enemies. Stone said.

'The Russians entered the kingdom of the Dwarves and found the lost Kalas Hammer, which earned them the right to cross the road. ”

The lord shifted his seat uneasily, looking at the dragonman sitting behind him. "I do know a little bit about riding," he said reluctantly.

"So I believe what you say, though it's a little hard to believe—"

The door slammed open, and two guards rudely brought in a prisoner. They pushed the crowd away and pushed the prisoners to the floor.

The prisoner was a woman.

The woman was heavily veiled, wore a long skirt and a heavy cape. She lay on the ground for a moment, as if too tired or too disappointed to have the strength to stand up.

Then, as if with a lot of willpower, he struggled to get up from the floor. Obviously, no one was willing to come up to help her.

The lord frowned and looked at the scene in front of him solemnly. The dragonman sitting behind him stood up and looked at the woman in front of him with interest.

The woman struggled, her hands and feet stumbling over her cloak and long skirt, and she couldn't move for a moment.

Then Stone walked up to her.

The knight looked at the scene in disbelief, amazed at how someone would treat women in this way.

He looked at Robert, the usually cautious half-elf shook his head, but the sight of the woman struggling to her feet was too shocking.

He took a step forward and felt a spear against his back.

"Kill if you want!" said the knight to the guard, "I'm going to pick up this lady anyway." ”

The guard blinked back, and he looked at the lord, waiting for further orders. The lord shook his head slightly.

Robert watched intently and couldn't help but hold his breath. But he felt the lord smile, and quickly covered his smile with his hand.

"Ma'am, please allow me to serve you," Stone asked the woman in a formal manner that had long since been used in this world. He lifted the woman up with his strong arms.

"You'd better get away from me, Mr. Knight," the woman said, barely audible through the veil. But as soon as he heard that tone, both Robert and Gilcenas gasped at the same time.

"You don't know what you've done," she said. "You're kidding with your life, she's the elf of Sivanasti!" said Gilthenas in a low voice to Robert.

"Does Stone know?"

"Of course not," Robert whispered, "how could he possibly know? I almost didn't recognize the accent myself. ”

"She-what is she doing here? Sivanasti is a long way from here-"

"I-" Robert had just spoken, but one of the guards pushed him hard. He closed his mouth when the lord spoke.

"Lady Arhanna," he said coldly, "I have warned you to get out of this city quickly.

Last time, because you were still an elven diplomatic envoy, you were particularly tolerant, and this kind of diplomatic etiquette is still common in Tarsis.

I told you that you would have to leave in a day. Now I find that you are still here. He looked at the guards. "What is she charged with?"

"Try to hire mercenaries, my lord," replied the sheriff. "She was arrested in front of a hotel on Old Water Source Road, my lord. The sheriff looked at Stone with mocking eyes and said.

"Thankfully, the two groups didn't meet. Of course, no one in Tarsis would want to help the elves. ”

"Alhanna," Robert said to himself. He said in the ear of Girsenas.

"Why does this name sound so familiar?"

"Have you been gone so long that you don't even recognize the name?" replied the elf in a low elven voice.

"We only have one cousin who lives in Sivanasti named Albert.

Albert is the Starlight, representing the daughter of the Snarle and the princess of the whole clan.

Because she had no brothers, she would rule all of Sivanasti once her father died. “

"Albert!" Robert began to recall. Hundreds of years ago, when Kes-Kanan led his people on a deplorable escape from the tragic war over the wall, they fled to Wellington.

But the leaders of both sides still maintain contact in a mysterious way, "reading messages from the wind and speaking in the language of silver moonlight." ”

Now he remembered who Albert was. Legend has it that she has the beauty of Allure and is the most beautiful elf princess of all elf girls.

The face of the city and the country. It was as pure as the bright moonlight on the day she was born.