The early morning birdsong is always so pleasant, of course, there is no Birmingham among the people who think it is pleasant. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'll go, can you be quiet, didn't you say lie down for a few days, I was already too noisy the next day. Birmingham covered his ears, still unable to stop the chirping of birds from disturbing his rare purity.

"Living, I understand your desire to rest, but we still have a task ahead of us. The lantern bearer reluctantly reminded his servants not to always lie in bed, although the bird's calls were a bit harsh.

"I don't think you have a backache when you stand and talk. ”

"Sword Spirit, don't always try to provoke me. ”

Here it is again, here it is again, I don't know if it is a disagreement, every time these two get together they always argue, it was annoying enough by the sound of birds outside the window, and now it is caught in the endless whirlpool of quarrels, why, the desire to take a break is always a disaster.

Birmingham, who had a headache, watched the pure white sword spirit and the lantern man talk back and forth, listening to the chirping birds outside, feeling that life was hopeless, and it was really desperate.

Of course, just when Birmingham feels like he's fallen into despair, someone will always pull him out.

The hidden door disrupted the clutter in the room with a slight footstep, and the lantern bearer and the pure white sword spirit heard the footsteps, and also stopped arguing with interest, and set their eyes on the figure of the person who came.

"Well, did I pick the wrong time. As soon as the elf red moon pushed open the door, the first thing that caught her eye was Birmingham's dead eyes, and the curious eyes of the pure white sword spirit floating beside Birmingham.

"Finally saved. The dead eyes instantly became extremely bright, and the pure white sword spirit and the lantern man also knew that the quarrel and the raising of the pole just now had caused Birmingham trouble, and they were a little embarrassed to speak for a while, and the elf red moon was also because of the atmosphere in the room, and the words that had been brewing in his heart for a long time were actually blocked in his throat.

The air fell into a brief silence with Birmingham's words, as silent as death.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Little Ellie's fluffy pink hair appeared in everyone's eyes, except for her face being a little pale, the current little magician is still no different from the past, and she would not have thought that such a delicate body would burst out with unimaginable power when fighting against the skeleton Rasfil.

"Nothing, nothing. Little Ellie's sudden appearance filled the air with a lively atmosphere.

"It's weird, but forget it. Stupid master, have you rested, we're leaving. Little Ellie pursed her mouth unhappily.

"Okay, what, let's go. Subconsciously took Xiao Aili's words, and only after reacting did she understand the point of her little magic words, she was leaving, and she was going to leave in less than two days after lying down.

It's over, why did Mr. Birmingham's eyes turn like dead ashes again, Elf Red Moon shook her head in confusion, as if she didn't understand how seriously the little magician's words had hurt Mr. Birmingham, but it was the little magician's cross that made Elf Red Moon finally remember the reason why she came here.

"Dear Mr. Birmingham, Lord Windchaser invites you to speak, and of course your heroic companions. The belated greetings and invitations deepened the gray color of Birmingham's already dead eyes.

If you want to ask Birmingham what he hates about the aristocracy the most, in addition to those complicated costumes and the pungent smell of cologne, it is a false diplomatic rhetoric, as if he died in bed, but most of the nobles who died in bed seem to have a bad reputation, such as the assassinated Duke Barth, and the Archduke Colt who was found dead in bed, their reputations seem to be inseparable from Peach.

Just when Birmingham was recalling who the famous people who died on the clothes, their footsteps had been led by the elf Red Moon, to a place full of green, since the Windranger destroyed the world in the mirror, the blue of the ultramarine and the eternal royal court also disappeared into the air, the ice and snow left the ultramarine, the terrible nightmare buried deep in the elf's body also dissipated with the melting of the ice and snow, the green fell back in the most beautiful place in this mortal world, the surviving elves also continued to jump through the towering forest, laughter became their only color at the moment, but these elves do not know what the price for this laughter is。

The eighty-four elven kings dissipated, the carol Balzas died, and the regent Yaoyue was unconscious at the moment, not knowing life and death, and all the burdens were suppressed like mountains.

"Welcome, warrior of the race, the eagle's emblem doesn't seem to have chosen the wrong person. Song of the Wind Chaser swept away his sorrows, and chuckled at Birmingham and the others behind the elf Red Moon.

Birmingham was a little flattered by the Elven King's welcome, after all, it was not himself who played a big role in solving the problem of Winter, but the Windranger who had dissipated.

Seeing Birmingham's thoughts, the windchaser Yage's brow tightened again, the windrunner had left too many things for himself, could an entire ultramarine really be able to bear it for himself.

"You know what, the man with the eagle. ”

"Just call me Birmingham. ”

"Yes, it seems that I was too particular, Mr. Birmingham, and there were only ten sentences between us, only ten simple ones, and I never knew what was going on in the mind of the old lord, just as I never knew now that he had delivered Ultramarines to me. ”

"At least, everything will be fine. Birmingham uttered a panacea-like reassuring word, but it was the best one for the Song of Solos the Wind Chaser.

"Yes, everything will be fine, at least we don't have to worry about the blue, it seems that the elven chronology is going to change again. Song of the Wind Chaser covered his mouth and chuckled, and the sorrow on his brow drifted away with this chuckle.

Everything will be fine, at least for Ultramarines, but for Birmingham, I'm afraid it's not that simple, and a Betley problem is enough to give him a headache.

"By the way, Mr. Birmingham, what I promised you can now be fulfilled, and we will agree to Lord Simmel's request to lend the Angry Waves to the Betley Empire, which is also a little reward for us, thank you for helping us solve the problem of the blue. ”

"Angry waves, you Simmel, you Simmel don't want Betley to have a good time, and you dare to borrow such a thing. The lantern bearer exclaimed, amazed at the sword saint Simmel's request.

"Why, is the angry waves very powerful?" asked Birmingham, puzzled.

"It's not just powerful, it's simply beyond the specifications, the angry waves are the treasure of the ultramarines, and the rumored treasure that can summon the waves. ”

"Summon the waves, that's something a high-level mage can do. ”

"Yes, high-level mages can do it, but the reason why the Angry Waves are called the treasures of the Ultramarines is not just because of their ability to summon waves. The main reason is that the raging waves contain the grace that the goddess bestows on the ultramarines. ”

"Grace?"

"The man who holds the angry waves, which means the son of the sea, the storm stops, the wind and waves are avoided, the waves are like his people, the storm is like a servant, ultramarine can exist on the sea for so many years without being invaded by the waves, the angry waves can be said to be the most meritorious. ”

Listening to the description of the lantern man, Birmingham gasped, that sword saint Simmel wanted to use the angry waves to flood the demon army.

"Mr. Birmingham, I will send for you later, but please remember that in the next summer of flowers, the waves must return to our hands, for the sea breeze tells us that a great storm has come from afar, and that we need to use it against it. ”

Time flies, at least, for Birmingham, meeting with Song of the Wind Chaser means parting, and the ultramarines who have lost eighty-four elven kings at once are at a busy juncture, and Birmingham and the others are not good to stay longer.

With the news of the preparation of the ships going to sea, Birmingham and the others, who had been put in order, had already stepped on the stairway to the mortal world, but at the end of the road, they were greeted not only by the green forest sea, but also by several familiar figures, especially the moving skeleton.

The skeleton Rathfil, the demon of the giant's tower, the elf rescued from the Leviathan by the Wind Chasers and Birmingham, is now standing intact in the bow of the ship prepared for them by the Wind Chaser, commanding the elves who are sending Birmingham and the others off.