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Uma stood silently outside the door, listening to the movement inside the door. The voices of the ministers slowly entered their ears, and the expression on Umma's face was a little cloudy as they spoke.

"It looks like they're still a little hesitant. The knight with a greatsword on her back approached, her cloak almost dragging to the ground, her armor glistening in the light shining through the window.

"Lobach?" Uma hesitated.

She nodded slightly, smiled lightly and spoke again: "I'm sorry, but I really didn't expect this matter to be so hindered. ”

"After all, the magic array of Sky City was built by elves, and I can understand that. Uma leaned against the wall, a look of fatigue on her face.

Lobach walked up to him, and as if afraid that someone would hear what she was going to say next, she kept her voice as low as she could: "Do they have any movement about the Empire?"

Uma sighed, then said, "Those guys always come by sea, but they are not as vicious as you say, at least in my eyes they are doing business with Roger every time they come. ”

"Thank you, that's it. Lobach brushed his hand over the greatsword behind his back with some nonchalant carelessness.

The door was slowly pushed open, and Uma immediately greeted him, and out of the door came a man with glasses, who seemed to be in a bad mood, at least Uma knew that. He paused, then said, "Tell me what help you need?"

Uma naturally understood the thoughts of the ministers, and he replied respectfully, "Put the announcement on the bulletin board in the town hall, we need anyone who wants to help us." ”

The gloom on the man's face suddenly intensified at this moment, and he coughed: "Okay, I think this matter needs to be discussed, and I will give you an answer in two days." ”

Apparently this was a prevarication, and Uma simply thanked him, "Thank you very much." ”

The man nodded, then stepped inside the door. As the door closed, Uma turned to leave, knowing that he would not be able to get an accurate answer today.

"If you do need help, I think I can help you ask the Queen's opinion. Lobach said suddenly.

Uma shook her head and smiled helplessly: "Thank you for your kindness, but I think it's better to forget it, after all, you know." ”

"You're worried about those noble lords?"

"Exactly. ”

"Okay, but I'll still say that if you need help, I'll help you, and it's a kind of 'reward' for you. Lobach laughed.

Uma nodded, then turned to leave.

"It's delicious, I didn't expect Hutton Marr to have such a delicious thing. The childish voice sounded along with the sound of the food entrance.

Freya looked at Milna, who was gobbling up in front of her, and to be honest, she was pleasantly surprised and surprised by her visit, and although she couldn't tell what the surprise came from, she could feel that she was about to embark on a new journey, which was what everyone had been thinking about.

Milna swallowed the last piece of roasted wings and patted her stomach with some satisfaction: "Full, full." ”

Freya pushed a glass of orange juice over, "Does it really matter if you eat so much?"

Mirna smiled and took the glass of orange juice, "No. ”

Camilli was sipping a cup of tea with her eyes closed, at least for her, and that was best if her companions could keep a smile on their faces.

It's just that this meal has made Maffeo bitter, at least for himself, after all, the money for the meal has to come out of his gold coin bag. He dozed off in a chair beside him, waiting for the moment to pay.

Perhaps the heavens had predestined Maffeo to doze off peacefully, and he woke up with a violent tap. Marcos stood in front of him, his face not having the playful smile that he had when he had succeeded in teasing, he was now expressionless.

"What's wrong?" Maffeo asked, confused.

"Follow me. Marcos said in a deep voice.

Maffeo realized that Marcos didn't seem to be deliberately teasing himself, that he did look like something was wrong, and that it shouldn't be a good thing. Maffeo slowly stood up, he stretched, then took the gold coin pouch from his waist and threw it to Freya, "I think you should leave me some, right?"

"Don't worry. Freya said word by word, which also made Maffeo feel bad.

"Thank you, Mistress Fry. Mirna's happy voice sounded behind him, which made Maffeo grit his teeth and whisper, "That little ghost." ”

Uma wandered through the crowd, trying not to make himself too ostentatious, so he simply didn't bring his wand, and he shrouded his face, which was different from the people here, in a black hood. Uma wanted to find out where Mirna was, even though he knew it would take a lot of work, and it would be difficult to find someone in such a large town.

"Hello. Uma stopped in front of a bald man.

"Hello, I'm Feng Zhen, the master of the Wind Fist Flow. The other party replied politely.

"My name is Uma, have you seen a girl, about fifteen years old, with long crimson hair and wearing a magic robe. Uma described Mirna's appearance as best she could, and since she was hard to find, it might be a good idea to ask the people here.

"I've never seen that, and you look like a magician. ”

"Probably. Uma replied nonchalantly.

"I'm sorry I couldn't help you, but the wind will show you the way. Feng Zhen said something of unknown significance.

Uma thanked him briefly and then left, the kind of miraculous words that were incomprehensible.

"So, what the hell is going on?" said Maffeo followed Marcos to the back street, which was the last place he wanted to be.

"GSD, he asked us to help him look into something. Marcos muttered, as if thinking about something.

"I think we might be able to help. Maffeo grunted.

"Anyway, let's go first. Marcos kicked the rocks on the ground.

The two of them walked to the mouth of the alley where GSD was located, and every time they came here, the ghost aura that came to their faces was chilling, even for the two of them, who were also ghost swordsmen.

GSD seemed to have known that the two of them would be here at this time, and his slightly eerie voice came from the alley: "It's coming, it's still quite punctual." ”

The two looked at each other, feeling a little confused.

GSD slowly walked out of the darkness of the alley, and he kept a smile on his face: "The breath has been starting to be disordered again recently......"

The word breath undoubtedly shocked the hearts of the two, and it was not something they wanted to hear anyway.

"Is there anything strange again?" asked Marcos.

"It depends on where you're going next. GSD smiled and stroked the hilt of the sword behind him, a gesture he always liked to do, as if it were his habit.