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Inaz led Eric on a scurry journey, and it didn't take long for him to reach a tall palace in the center of St. Desi.

The palace is magnificent, with six tall and stout stone pillars supporting the entire hall. Standing on the ground and looking up at the main hall, the stone staircase of one step is like a ladder of heaven, extending upwards. It makes people feel small.

This hall has existed in this place for more than a thousand years. In order to let the elves help him, Ivan deliberately went to the Fogg Mountains to remove the rocks and build this hall with his own hands. More than a thousand years have passed, and time has given this palace a heavy and precipitated body, but it has also carved traces of time on its body.

After a brief exchange with the elves guarding the palace, the elves got out of the way, and Inaz and Eric stepped on the steps and walked all the way up into the palace.

The Elven King Auguste was still sitting on the high Elven Throne, his right hand against his cheek, his eyes slightly closed. Below him, an elf stood with his hands down, sensing two men entering, and the elf's gaze turned to Inaz and Eric.

He is the younger brother of the Elven King Auguste, Suston, and the only Elven elder who is still in St. Desi.

Inaz spotted Suston, too, and smiled at him slightly. Although Inaz does not have a very good impression of Saston, he still maintains enough respect for Saston out of etiquette.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the empty palace, waking up the drowsy Auguste.

"Who?" August slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that the figure in front of him was a little blurry.

"Great King, it's me, Inaz, and," Inaz looked at the elves beside her, "Eric. ”

"It's you. Oh, by the way, I heard that Razor is here. August thought of Razor and finally had some energy, looked at Inaz and asked, "Eric, didn't I tell you to go and fetch them?"

Eric was about to open his mouth to answer, but Inaz immediately took over: "King, did you decide to let Eric go to meet His Highness Razor?"

"Don't call him Your Highness!" August slapped the armrest of the Elven Throne hard, and a roar echoed in the sky like rolling thunder, "It's my decision, what's wrong?"

"King, Razor is the next ruler of Tanya. Do you think it's appropriate for you to have a squad leader meet him?" asked Inaz.

"It was he who hurt Eunice, and I didn't kill him directly, I already gave him a lot of face. August said impatiently.

"But whatever crime he committed, he is the son of Duke Mitulin first and the suspect second. If the king does this, he will fall into the hands of men. Inaz knew that August had lost himself and that his judgment would be unfair.

"Shut up!" August yelled at Inaz.

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In an instant, Inaz, who was kneeling on one knee, felt that the space he was in was distorted, and at the same time, it was as if countless daggers had passed through his body, and the heart-rending pain almost made him unconscious, Inaz gritted his teeth and insisted, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Eric, you go and get Razor for me. August said as he looked at Eric shivering on his knees.

“...... Be. Eric listened to Razor and lowered his head even more.

"King, this will push the elves into a corner!" Inaz was shocked when he heard August's words, and hastily raised his head and looked at Auguste.

"As long as I'm here, no one can push the elves into a corner, not Razor, not Miturin, not Deron Escuri. August closed his eyes, "Suston, just in case, you should go with Eric too." As for you, Inaz, from now on, cease your duties until you realize your fault. ”

"Yes. The three of them replied in unison, but their tones were different.

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Eddie kept walking back and forth, his face crimson, and it was clear that he had already developed a fire. Not only him, but even Javier, who had been tepid about these things, began to keep looking towards the city of St. Desi, hoping that a few elves could come out of it and solve the problem of their whereabouts.

Compared with them, Aaron, who had just been angry, looked a little more relaxed. From the moment Inaz decided to go back and ask August, he had some premonitions - it would be difficult for Inaz to change August's decision. It seems that things are also going in the direction I thought.

Others sharpened their swords, sharpened their weapons, and sheathed their swords, waiting for news from the Holy Desi.

Aaron didn't have to wait long to see two elves come out of the city of St. Desi. The elf who followed behind was Eric, who was pale and had an unnatural expression. The elf who walked in front was relatively tall, with silver hair falling down like a waterfall, slender eyes, a tall nose, and delicate lips with a faint red, almost indistinguishable from a stunning beauty. The white gold-rimmed robe was more luxurious than the Eric in front of him, but it was also light.

Aaron did have the impression of the elf in his mind, and it seemed to be Oxter's younger brother, but he didn't remember what his name was. This is not to say that Aaron's memory is very poor, but as an ordinary soldier, it is difficult for him to contact the elves of the level of the Elf King, at most he only stands from a distance and watches, so it is not easy to have an impression.

Seeing these two people walking towards him, Aaron had some bad feelings in his heart, if the elf king changed his mind, it should be Inaz and not Eric who came with Auguste. It seems that August still did not change his attention

"Be prepared. Aaron shouted.

Eddie, Javier, and the other soldiers immediately showed their weapons and looked at the two elves as they passed. At the same time, the elves who surrounded them also drew their bows and arrows, aiming at Eddie and the others.

Saston noticed the elves' actions, and his face was indifferent, but Aaron still caught a joy in his indifferent expression. In an instant, Suston's face returned to normal: "Your Highness Razor, I'm sorry to let you be treated like this, but please forgive us for our distress, as a suspect, you are not qualified to directly meet the Elf King." ”

"Honorable Elven Excellency, I would like to ask, is it the same way you used to communicate with Duke Mitulin about this trip?" Aaron asked with a sneer.

Sastton's face was slightly embarrassed, and he bit his lip lightly, and his eyes shone sharply.

Aaron pretended not to see Suston's displeasure, and continued, "I am here to negotiate, not to be slandered by you. If the Elven King still has such an attitude, we will return to Hankyo at once. ”

"No way!" said Saston rejecting Aaron, "now that you're here, you'll have to make things clear." Otherwise, I wouldn't mind leaving your body behind. ”

"You're not afraid of Duke Mitulin's revenge?" Aaron said through gritted teeth.

"Do you think that anyone from the elves will tell Duke Mitulin? In the end, all he got was the news that someone had been killed, but who was the murderer? Could it be a robber or a robber? Even if Duke Mitulin really suspected us, he would not dare to act rashly without real evidence. Suston replied with a smile.

"You're so insidious, we humans are far worse than you. Aaron said.

"These things are just learned from you. There was murderous intent in Ssarton's eyes.

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