The wind is blowing.

The wind rises between the green pings, blows through the mirrored blue waves of Longlu Lake, blows through the herbs stretching on the lakeside, blows through the bustling mountain city, blows through the square, blows through the fountain, blows into the white palace on the top of the mountain, blows the pages on the desk, and the soft hair of the little girl beside the desk.

Feeling the freshness on her face, Enid withdrew her gaze to the city below, smoothing out the wind-blown pages.

The mountain city below, clusters of square-shaped buildings, along the mountain, layer upon layer, like a building block fortress built by children, and at the top of the mountain, and the little girl originally imagined, made of large blue bricks and boulders, the well-guarded castle, the Baiquan Palace, where the Xiya royal family lived, is a beautiful palace built of white jade, with a spherical vault and the use of various arcs at the edges and corners of the eaves, so that the Baiquan Palace and the buildings in the mountain city form a sharp contrast.

The room where Enid was located had an excellent view, through the window, you could see the entire mountain city at a glance, and in the distance, you could see that the surface of the Dragon Meteor Lake was like a huge mirror, inlaid with grass-green lace. It didn't take long for Enid to enjoy the feeling of being here, quietly looking outside, thinking about nothing, doing nothing.

But that won't solve the problem.

The problem comes from...... Northern.

The silver-haired young girl looked at the text on the file in front of her and sighed. The more she knew about the North, the more headache the girl became, and she could already roughly guess why her maid had chosen to leave. Was it because she didn't want her background to affect her judgment? In other words, it was likely that she was born in the kingdoms of the Northlands that had been wiped out by the Church of the Eternal Night?

So, Ellie, do you think that if you leave, I can fall down at peace of mind, surrender to the other party, and then maybe I can still be an archbishop or something?

If my mother has no connection with the Xiya royal family, if you are not burdened with the hatred of destroying the country, if the other party does not care about the authenticity of the faith, and there are no special excessive requirements, maybe I can really join the other party, anyway, the Noble family was originally affiliated with the Xiya Kingdom, and now it makes no difference if you change the object of allegiance.

However, there are not so many ifs in the world, and now that so many things have happened, and considering the possible reaction of the big country to the south, the only thing you can do seems to be ...... Resistance to the end?

But...... I can't imagine how the Northland Kingdom, which has two legendary spellcasters, several half-step legends, and a large number of mid- and low-level magic priests and holy warriors, should resist...... With such strength, it can already compete with the ancient powers in the south, right?

Before he could continue to think about it, there was a regular knock at the door, and Enid remembered, by the way, it was time to continue listening to His Majesty the King and introduce the situation inside the kingdom.

......

In the wilderness, when the sky was only slightly pale, the travelers had already woken up.

The head maid of the house, Ellie, also got out of the tent, although it cannot be said that she had not slept all night, but the girl did not sleep well after all, and under her eyes, the striking dark circles under her eyes have shown this.

It seems that the momentary clarity of thoughts after making the decision last night did not help the threat from the sword ghost Velun......

Ellie was frightened all night, lest as soon as she closed her eyes, she was pierced through the heart by a long sword that came from nowhere, and finally survived until dawn, at this time, the girl had truly understood the horror of the sword ghost Velun.

It wasn't a spirit creature, it wasn't a shadow creature, it wasn't natural, it wasn't just invisible, some people could see him without doing anything, and some people couldn't see it anyway, and the strange feeling that seemed to be everywhere reminded the girl of the ghost stories that had been circulated among the timid maids when she was still in the Lilac family.

However, can it be said that Velen is a ghost, a ghost, a ghost, or a zombie? Whatever kind of undead creature it is, it is not the same as the characteristics that Velen exhibits. Moreover, the glory of Yilmat, the powerhouse of the half-step legend, has already made it clear that the sword ghost Velen is not the kind of aggregate of negative energy.

Breathing in the slightly humid air of the wilderness morning, the words that a little master once spoke, suddenly jumped into the girl's mind: the indescribable?

Elle felt that was a fitting title.

After a brief freshening up, Ellie saw that the travelers around her were all ready to leave. At this moment, in the small camp surrounded by several carriages on the side, a figure walked towards Ellie.

It was the owner of the caravan, a middle-aged fat man who was always smiling, and who Elle had had a brief conversation with last night after coming out of the temple. During the conversation, Elle confirmed that the guardian of the temple was the leader of the Diocese of Clay, one of the six dioceses under the kingdom of Stiller.

Such strong people have chosen to surrender...... What will be the fate of the little master's country?Ellie was a little worried, but she soon put these useless thoughts behind her.

"Good morning, Miss Adventurer, would you like to join us?" asked the white fat merchant with a smile.

Hearing the other party's invitation, Ellie hesitated.

"I didn't say it, Miss Adventurer, it's not a good idea to walk alone in such a wilderness, and although the nearby wilderness has just been cleared, you know, goblins are like wheat, cut stubble and stubble. ”

Although he was right, his disguised identity was also more suitable for moving forward with the caravan, but thinking of the trouble he encountered, Ellie subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"Hey, I'll pay!" said the observant businessman, who seemed to see something, hastened to add, "if you're willing to help us clear up some of our troubles on the way." I'll be happy to pay you, the equivalent of the escort I hired...... 1/10 the price!"

Elle didn't know the mercenary's market, but judging from the merchant's gritted teeth and frowning expression, the price shouldn't be too low. Of course, what Elle cared about was not the price, but she suddenly thought that the only time Veron did it directly to herself was in the wilderness where there was no one, so if she was in the crowd, would Velen have any scruples about acting?

Perhaps seeing a hint of intent on the girl's face, the merchant used his eloquence and added, "All you need is for you to escort us through this wilderness in Clay to the next city, of course, young lady, if you are willing to follow us all the way to the Holy City, I will sign a formal contract with you in the adventurer's guild in the next city." ”

"You've convinced me, man," Ellie patted the fat man on the shoulder, learning the tone of the adventurers she remembered, "deal." ”