The night on the island is full of pleasantness.

In the Kingdom of Vincennes, Garcia stood on the city wall with his grandson in his arms, looking down at the hot scene in the center of the city, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "We humans have finally ushered in this day." ”

"Grandpa. Hal blinked, "I want to drink Valrhona potion too!"

"You're too young. ”

Garcia stroked his grandson's head, Valrhona potion has no age limit, but there is too little trial data for children, and he doesn't want his grandson to drink it.

"Your Majesty!"

A paladin walked over: "Those who distributed leaflets to incite chaos, we have arrested them. ”

"Well done. Garcia nodded: "Have you found out who is behind the scenes?"

"Yes. ”

The paladin frowned slightly: "We found out that the black hand who directs everything behind the scenes is not the paladin of Orlanca, but the Hidden Council. ”

"Haven't those mages taken refuge in Xia Hua?"

A cold light flashed in Garcia's eyes, and it was indeed the supreme king, this was his usual method!

To Garcia's surprise, those rumors had a great impact on all countries—when did the Secret Council become so influential?

"The High King was not at ease. Garcia put his grandson down: "Pass on the results of our investigation to Victoria." ”

"This ......" the paladin smiled bitterly, "Victoria seems to have investigated it in advance." ”

"What did His Majesty Caesar say?"

"He told us to arrest those mages. The paladin reported: "At the same time, announce what the elf has done!"

Garcia was slightly stunned, then nodded solemnly.

"That's fine. ”

The influence of those leaflets must be cleared, not only because some of the populace misunderstood Valrhona's potion, but also because some people started running towards the kingdom of Orlanca.

There are many people who now believe that the Kingdom of Orlanka is a righteous country, and those rumors play a big role in this.

"If the rumors are not explained, the power of Olanka will continue to grow. ”

Garcia sneered, the High King did everything he could to hinder the growth of the alliance.

However, how could the alliance give up the opportunity that it had finally gotten!

On the fourth day of Valrhona's flask, the Alliance officially announced that it had severed its alliance with the two elves.

At the same time, the Hidden Council was certified as an evil church by the Alliance, and countries began to hunt down mages on a large scale.

All of a sudden, except for the kingdom of Yaxia, there was a bloody storm everywhere in the human world.

It has been raining heavily for several days in the kingdom of Aaron.

Emily runs through the slum with a freshly picked pear, and in an alley, she suddenly sees a slender figure upside down on the ground.

"Elven ......"

She was surprised to find that it was a young male elf.

The elf fell to the ground, blood gushing from his chest, staining the rain red all around him.

"Are you alright?"

Emily crouched down and shook the elf.

The elf had a handsome face, but the lips were pale and had fainted.

Emily gripped the basket with her teeth, then carried him and walked towards her home.

"Mom, come and save someone!" she called out to her mother as she entered the house.

Together, the two of them changed the elf's clothes, and then boiled herbs for him to feed.

During the night, the elves woke up by a warm campfire.

"You're awake. ”

Emily looked at him in surprise.

"Damn woman!"

The elf's upper body jerked up, but after feeling the familiar aura of Emily's body, he collapsed on the bed clutching his chest.

"What, it turned out to be a fellow Daoist. ”

"What is a fellow Daoist?"

Emily wondered, and then carefully brought tea to the elf, and skillfully fed him to drink.

"You don't even know about fellow Daoists, could it be that you haven't joined the club yet?" The elf's pale face had a smile: "The imprint aura in your body is very strong, which elder left it for you." ”

Emily was confused: "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

"You don't even know this?" the elf frowned slightly: "Forget it, you help me up, I'll meditate first, and I'll know when I recover." ”

Emily helped him up, and the elf sat cross-legged, gritting her teeth and meditating.

His body was soon wrapped in white light, and Emily looked at this scene blankly, isn't this Xiuzhen?

Absolutely yes, she had heard that cultivators would cultivate in a special posture!

"He's a cultivator!"

Emily was excited.

The glow from the elf continued until the morning, and when the light faded, the wound on his chest disappeared, and although his face was still pale, his spirit was much better than before.

"Master, I want to learn to cultivate the truth!"

Once again, Emily strikes first.

The elf looked at her stunned and laughed casually: "Get up, let me see your mark first." ”

"What imprint?"

Emily stood up in confusion, then rolled up her sleeves under the guidance of the elf.

The elf's finger swiped in the air: "Manifestation Technique!"

A ray of light fell on Emily's arm, awakening the mark hidden within her.

An ever-changing pattern emerges.

"This, this ......" The elf looked at the pattern dumbfounded: "This is the pattern of the sect master, you see our prince?"

"Did you say the High King?" Emily nodded, as if she understood something, "I saw him, and he carved this pattern on me?"

"Of course. ”

The elf looked at Emily in amazement, the Xiuzhen mark can't be faked, how could this girl who doesn't look amazing get Lin Lei's attention.

"I can't take you as a disciple. The elf recovered from his astonishment and said, "This is the mark of the prince, so that the speakers can decide on your teacher—are you sure you want to cultivate the truth?"

"Yes, yes!"

Emily nodded excitedly.

She didn't expect Lin Lei to leave this thing in her hands, that Supreme King was really a good person.

The elf stood up: "You saved me, I will bring you into the guild, you quickly bring your things and leave here with me!"

"Now?"

"Yes, right now. The elf's face was solemn: "If you don't leave, I'm afraid that the army will search for it." ”

"You are the Secret Council!"

Emily immediately understood that the elf might be one of the mages who had been hunted down by the guards every day lately.

She was a little anxious, but she couldn't let go of her mother, who was sleeping in her room.

"If you're worried about your family. The elf saw through her thoughts at a glance: "Then take them with you." ”

Emily's eyes lit up, "Is this okay?"

"You have the mark of a prince, and no one will be difficult for you. ”

The elf held out his finger and pointed at Emily's head, "Remember, this is the secret word of our church's greetings. ”

“...... Knowledge changes fate, and cultivation achieves the future. Emily whispered, "Who wrote this?"

"Prince. ”

The elf replied, adding, in passing, "He caught it by playing lots." ”

Emily did not hesitate to wake up her mother, and as soon as the woman heard that she was going to Xiuzhen, she did not hesitate to pack her bags and follow her and the mage out of the slum.

"Where are we going?"

Emily noticed that the place they were walking in was a little strange, and it turned out to be heading towards the center of the city.

"Our stronghold is over there. ”

The elves replied that the more dangerous the place, the safer it was, especially since the Coalition's recent stupidity had increased the number of people willing to hide them.

"Attention, everyone, report a person related to the Secret Council, and reward five gold coins!"

Early in the morning, there was a guard next to the bulletin board shouting: "The leaflets spread by the High King are all rumors, don't believe them!"

"Valrhona Potion is a proven potion of our alliance, absolutely no problem. ”

"It's no wonder. ”

An onlooker whispered, which happened to be heard by three people passing by.

"Emily, you didn't take your medicine, did you?"

On the way, the woman asked Emily with some concern.

"Not yet—"

Emily was glad that she had paid attention, she wanted to see more about the reaction of others after taking the medicine, but she heard the news that the alliance had severed ties with the elves.

Because of this incident, she temporarily hid the medicine-

"If you're talking about Valrhona's potion, I advise you to throw it away. The mage walked in front with a black cloak: "That's not a good thing. ”

Emily nodded excitedly, with Xiuzhen, what do you need potions for.

But when it comes to it, she was also surprised.

When it became known that the leaflets were spread by the High King, the number of people around me who believed in the leaflets increased rather than decreased, but increased.

A few days ago, Uncle Harry came to her house and asked her to sell the potion.

"You can't eat this potion!"

"Why!"

"The High King said you can't eat it, then you must not eat it!"

At that time, Uncle Harry replied that there was no reason.

In fact, it is not without reason, the biggest reason is that people know who the High King is - he never does bad things, and he will not spread rumors for no reason!

The kings wanted to convince the populace that the High King was not well-intentioned.

But everyone knew that the kings had always been prejudiced against him.

A few years ago, Lin Lei won the victory for the Alliance, and he was the Alliance's greatest hero - even if the kings wanted to hide it, it was impossible to hide it.

is obviously the hero of the alliance, but the alliance is deliberately snubbing him, and everyone takes this matter in their eyes and is upset for Lin Lei.

The High King has always been wrapped in pathos, he slept for three years to save the city when he was a child, and when he woke up, he immediately moved and changed the Night Elf Kingdom, and then immediately threw himself into the battlefield of the Alliance and the Werewolves-

If this world is full of legends, then Lin Lei is the biggest legend.

His deeds were always the object of the minstrels' scrambles, and such a legendary man that the kings suddenly said that he deliberately spread rumors to subvert the alliance.

Most people have doubts.

Especially the lowest level of humanity, who trust that beautiful legend far more than they trust the ruler.