On this day, just as Ronald was about to return to Falken to find Morriel, he sensed the magic fluctuations of the communication crystal in the pocket on his chest.

He hurriedly took it out, and with it, Victoria's hurried tone came to his mind.

"Ronald, no, hurry up to the tavern in Yorktown, don't use the teleportation scroll!"

Ronald just wanted to ask what was going on, but after seeing the communication crystal in his hand flash slightly, it snapped into small pieces.

"What's wrong?" Annina caught a glimpse of Ronald's frowning appearance and quickly asked with concern.

Ronald didn't speak, he thought for a moment before he spoke: "Speed up and go back." ”

Although she didn't understand what was going on, Annina wisely didn't ask more, and followed closely behind Ronald's swift figure.

However, even though Ronald's speed has slowed down a lot, Annina still feels overwhelmed. After barely following for a morning, Anina felt like she couldn't run anymore.

Hearing the rapid sound of ventilation behind him, Ronald, who was aware of this situation, was not verbose, he hugged Anina horizontally, and picked up Anina.

Sou.

After picking up Annina, his speed became even more amazing!

His cloak fluttered high like a gust of wind, a thick layer of ink on the white snow. And the end of the cloak, which was intact, was torn by the dead branches and thorns, and shattered into thin strips, writhing there wantonly.

Annina was dazzled by the wind that she had carried by the high run, and she could only vaguely see the shadows of the trees around her as if they were flying.

Okay, that's amazing! Is this what Ronald really is?

She couldn't help but marvel.

The strong pressure of the wind made her head ache, and she quickly shrank her head and feet.

Ronald, who had spent a month exploring the Ecles Mountains, barely rested under the full force of his running, and it only took him five days to reach Yorktown.

Seeing the vague shadow of a windmill in the distance, he let go of Annina.

"Take a break and be careful. ”

Anina nodded.

After each of them took out the water bladder and filled it with some water, Ronald pulled down the hood from his cloak and hid himself deeply. Anina thought for a moment, took out her cloak, and put it on like that.

"Let's go, and call me Samael when the time comes. ”

The two strode out of the forest and toward Yorktown.

He noticed a few pedestrians on the side of the road, all with sad faces, and Ronald gave Anina a color.

Anina smiled and walked up to them and asked them about the latest events in the kingdom.

A farmer glanced at the two adventurers dressed as "You just came back, right?"

"Yes, uncle, we have been in the forest for more than a month. Anina smiled and handed over a gold coin: "I see that you are all ......"

Hearing Annina's pure Falken accent, the farmer let down his guard: "Hey, no wonder you don't know ......"

"What's the matter, tell us about it. ”

The farmer put down his hoe. "Hey, a group of people came here half a month, I heard that those people seemed to use lightning or something, and they directly destroyed half of the walls of Fort Orleans!"

Ronald frowned slightly, remembering the so-called "covenant". Only, why didn't you use the communication crystal at that time? He didn't say anything, but waited quietly.

Annina also gasped, and after glancing at the silent Ronald, she continued to ask with a shocked face: "Aren't we Falken have a red dragon?"

"I don't know. The farmer shook his head again and again and sighed: "It is said that the red dragon seems to have reached some agreement, and now, hey......"

Anina hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"We, Falken, have surrendered...... The instrument of surrender was officially handed in three days ago, and now the forces of the Reich are taking over...... The people were in a panic, and several churches that were not the Most High God were also destroyed, and those priests who were unwilling to repent were burned to death......"

As he spoke, the farmer waved his hands in tears: "If you believe in other gods, then don't say anything after you enter the city." ”

Anina suppressed her horror and said goodbye to the farmers.

"What should we do?"

Ronald didn't speak.

He was silent for a moment, then pulled his hood lower and walked briskly toward Yorktown: "Let's go separately. ”

Anina understood what he was doing. She waved her hand in concern, "Okay, be careful." ”

Ronald didn't look back, just raised his hand.

As the distance pulls in, the architecture of Yorktown becomes clear.

Ronald didn't notice much of a change, the chickens and dogs were still barking in the streets, and the houses were intact. Even the leather armor of the soldiers of the garrison was still marked with a sword and shield representing Falken.

However, the mood of the townspeople does not seem to be very good.

Ronald walked slowly, and he secretly observed his surroundings.

A small group of soldiers trotted past him briskly, and the leader of the leading squad only glanced at it, and had no intention of checking it.

Ronald arrives at the tavern and finds a familiar figure sitting quietly in the corner.

"Lord Blair?"

He walked a few quick steps.

"Thank goodness you're back. Blair hurried to get Ronald down. Seeing the glint of doubt in his eyes, Blair knew that he had a lot to ask, but Blair just patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, come with me." ”

Ronald just nodded and quietly followed behind Blair. Coming to the foster stable, he caught a glimpse of Anina, who took a few quick steps and whispered, "Come." ”

Led by Blair, they rented two horses.

"Where are we going?" Anina finally spoke, her eyes full of worry.

"Let's go to Beckley Village first. ”

"What's that?"

Ronald explained for Blair: "Is it His Highness's original fiefdom?"

"That's right, Your Highness Victoria, and Master Torren, waiting for you there. Blair nodded: "Let's go, it's not very safe here." ”

The three of them stopped talking, and one by one they turned on their horses and galloped away in the direction of the village of Beckley.

Arriving at that familiar place, Ronald saw that although the stumps had been cleared to make some land for planting, the village was still not inhabited. Blair didn't stop, he stretched out his horsewhip: "Go to the mining site and talk about it." ”

After more than ten minutes, they saw Victoria and his party at the mining site.

"You're back!" said Ronald and their mage, who had seen them first, waved his hand from afar. After discovering that her daughter was among them, Christine's brow furrowed, but she didn't say anything.

"Ril!"

The galloping horse was strangled by the neck and could not help but raise its hooves and neigh loudly in anger.

But Ronald, who was on the horse, jumped lightly and jumped beside Kerry. Then, a series of questions came out of his mouth: "What the hell happened? I heard on the way that Falken had surrendered? Also, isn't there a red dragon Moriel?"

A bitter smile appeared on the mage's thin, skeleton-like cheeks.

The sound of horses' hooves was heard in the distance, and Victoria also came out of the room: "Everyone, it's windy outside, let's go in and talk slowly." ”

Ronald found that although Victoria had a smile on her face, she was just as bitter and helpless as the mage. The wrinkles of sorrow that should not have climbed up her smooth forehead, making her moving beauty a little haggard.

"Let's go. ”

Hearing the princess speak again, Ronald nodded and hurried to keep up with her.

When he walked into the room, he found only the princess alone.

"What about Bruno? he ......"

Seeing the concern in Ronald's eyes, Victoria hurriedly replied: "He's okay, he's still in that manor at Fort Orleans." ”

Ronald was relieved, and when he saw everyone entering the house, he poured himself a glass of wine: "Okay, now can you tell me what happened." ”

"Falken surrendered, under pressure from the Brave Alliance. The princess's tone was calm, but her lips trembled uncontrollably, apparently suppressing her anger and reluctance.

"League of the Brave?" Ronald asked, pouring Victoria a glass of wine, he handed over the silver cup, and comforted her by the way, "Why didn't you let me come back with the teleportation scroll at that time?"

Victoria changed her reserved and elegant posture, she took the silver cup, and raised her head to drink it down.

Ronald noticed that the wrist she was holding the silver cup had turned white from overexertion. He turned his head to look at Blair and Kerry again, and saw that they were both frowning as well. "That alliance, really that powerful?"

The mage handed Ronald a document.

Ronald looked at it, his brows gradually gathered, and finally they were completely twisted together, wrinkled to death.

"I see......"

He threw the document onto the wooden table, "What about Moriel, the red dragon?"

"That cunning fellow!" Victoria's tone suddenly became sharp, piercing everyone's eardrums and whining, "It's actually colluding with those guys!"

But soon, realizing that she was quite out of shape, she slowed down her speech: "Look at the smug appearance of those people...... Why didn't I ......" She couldn't help it after all, and slammed her fist on the stone wall in anger, shaking the ceiling into a cloud of dust.

Seeing that His Highness was upset, Blair hurriedly answered: "Your Highness, she ...... Return the dragon flute. ”

Ronald looked up suddenly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Why?"

"Sit down. The mage pointed to the wooden bench: "If you want to find out what happened, it will take a lot of time." ”

"You may be seated, several. Victoria finally came to her senses from the resentment, and she became calm again.

Ronald sat quietly and waited. He caught a glimpse of Victoria's emerald eyes, irrepressibly filled with tears. But the moment she pulled out the wooden stool and sat down, she had quietly wiped away the tears and began to speak quietly.

Anina did not sit down, she glanced at Ronald quietly, and then quietly walked to her father's side and acted as a maid. After she filled the cup with wine, she sent it to the few people sitting there one by one. (To be continued.) )