The Cloud Hunter stared intently at Hayes' handsome face, which revealed an attitude similar to that of affableness.

"Then, Your Excellency the Guardian Hunter, could you consider informing Pompeii of my opinion on this matter in the form of a flying eagle?" Hayes said indifferently: "I'll be in charge of writing, and you will transmit, how about it?"

The Cloud Hunter did not answer directly, but diverted the topic and said: "Indeed, for a long time, the Flying Eagle Biography has been famous on the mainland as a unique communication method for the Gray Valley family, however, in recent days, the sky above the Eagle Valley has been occupied and circled by a group of black carrier pigeons of unknown origin, and their posture is graceful and agile, and they seem to have been fully trained. ”

"Wouldn't it be better to shoot down one and find out?" said Hayes, as if puzzled.

"These pigeons often hover hundreds of meters in the air, and even the 'bow of the leaves' is beyond the reach of such a distance. The Cloud Hunter blinked and said, "To be honest, I believe this is by no means a sign before peace comes. ”

Hayes nodded in agreement, and he walked past the Cloud Hunter as he heard something about it.

He couldn't help but sigh softly: in the ancient legends of the Denario continent, there was once a terrifying family of legendary hunters, and in the past years, their members had more than once let arrows cut through the blue sky like meteors, and then pierced through the entanglement and barrier of the clouds, mountains and mist seas, until they fell into the distant valleys and fields.

Even killing the enemy a kilometer away was just a rehearsal before a big war for them. Naturally, they were drafted by the army and took advantage of the situation to win numerous life-and-death battlefield duels.

Their feats were enough to make the king's bow and their loyal will became a model for future generations of soldiers, but they only shook their heads slightly, and flatly rejected the rewards and promises of glory from the ancient kings.

They departed, never seeking fame or fortune, and for thousands of years, they had disappeared. The erratic track is like a fallen leaf in the wind. Thousands of years later, they are still on the continent, and no one knows why. It wasn't until twenty-five years ago that the well-run Ashengu family managed to welcome the last heir of their family into the temple and church of the Valley of the Eagle in a unique way. People learned from the Elder Scrolls that they had the surname "Cloud Hunter", and countless excellent warriors were also amazed by it.

The power of the Cloud Hunter family has always been very strong, and some people say that if the ancient dragon sword family's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, then they are enough to dominate the field of archery.

And most of the voices of the civilians around him are also related to the legendary past of the Cloud Hunter family.

"I've heard that being able to secure the allegiance of the Guardian Hunter is the most significant success in the old lord's life..."

"Isn't it... I've heard that his bowery skills are better than those of the lord, but he always likes to wander the outer jungle of the castle before he sees him in an inhabited place..."

Hayes coughed softly, and the Cloud Hunter turned his head away.

"Tonight, are you going to mourn Ruoya again? Hayes. He asked quietly, not noticing the sudden change in the lord's expression for a moment.

"Yes, before I do that, I'll have to take care of the inside of the castle. Hayes waved his hand and walked away.

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the dust of the Ash Valley, and the golden satin had unconsciously covered every inch of the castle.

Hayes was walking through the streets of the city under the escort of his retinue, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the side.

"It's Eric's voice, he seems to be quite angry, is there something going on?" he immediately followed, only to find that the water had been spilled on the ground at the place of the incident.

A young man dressed in burlap and clasping his hands around his chest was trembling at this moment, and then looked at the people in front of him with a frightened gaze.

He had a very delicate countenance, and he didn't look like a soldier fighting in the fields, or a farmer working in the fields, and, as far as Hayes knew, there had never been such a person in the Valley of the Eagles.

And beside him, the "castle butler" Eric wrinkled his old face, although he was very old, but his eyes still revealed an unforgivable look.

It can be seen that the lord is quite interested in this matter... Seeing this, the butler immediately analyzed the reason alertly, and then he came to the unfazed lord, bowed, and began to speak in detail.

"This man, who wandered around the gates of the city in despair this afternoon, was seized by the guards and was about to be thrown into prison, but he claimed that he was willing to do a little bit for the development of the Valley of the Eagles, and he begged me to give him the right to settle here, or he would be completely lost in the darkness of the night, penniless. ”

"In the last ten years, there has been a long period of drought and rainless around the Valley of the Eagles, and a large number of farmers have migrated to other places, and perhaps he is the child of one of the commoners. Hayes said, his gaze as calm as water.

Eric nodded: "Realizing this, I put him in charge of carrying the stream in the castle, but even this mundane thing, he can mess up to such an extent." ”

Hayes stared intently ahead, a faint sadness seemed to be revealed between his brows, and then his pure gaze, which originated from gray-brown eyes, unconsciously noticed something unusual in the man in front of him.

His appearance actually looks like a mysterious person with some kind of aristocratic atmosphere, but his expression is panicked, obviously not deliberately disguised, but... What the?

After Hayes swept a part of the man's face intently, the great Lord of Ashenvale was suddenly stunned imperceptibly, but for a moment, and then he asked pretending to be an understatement, "It seems that your strength is not suitable for carrying water, then, go to the herb room to help, you can let a soldier guide you." Also, what's your real name?"

"Thank you, Pol, my lord. The man gasped and said slowly, but Hayes didn't answer, just turned to face Eric the butler.

"Is the Elixir of Life in the Herb Room already being prepared?" Hayes asked solemnly, "After all the materials have been put in, the guards will empty the surrounding area of all the helpers and handymen, and then, a quarter of an hour before midnight, you will deliver the precious potion to the bedroom of Lady Rita of the castle." Hayes's tone was calm and majestic: "I have been looking forward to this day for a long time, and I will not allow the slightest slip-up of this opportunity." ”

As the twilight deepened, an invisible sorrow began to spread over the Valley of the Eagles. Eric, the butler, said solemnly: "Madame's illness has been dragging on for about eight years unconsciously, and every night when I don't think about tea and dinner, all I think of is Madame Rita's haggard face that is completely disillusioned and loveless. Eric recalls what happened, and Hayes is silent.

Ten years ago, Riddle Grey Valley and Madame Rita's youngest daughter, Hayes's sister, Lord Joya, mysteriously disappeared alone on the banks of the Quiet Creek, leaving behind only a circle of purple magic ripples and a red hood that she carried, and never returned to her hometown for ten years. At that time, the hunters and mages of the entire Eagle Valley were at a loss, and no one could explain this sudden supernatural phenomenon, and countless alternating days and nights, the attendants of the Gray Valley family walked all over the corners of the Holy Wing Empire, but they never brought back even a single piece of information about the still alive of the Lord of Ruoya.

In the Danario continent, people have always regarded the purple form of magic as an extremely evil existence, and the Valley of the Eagle is no exception, after the incident, people have been plagued by the rumors that the Gray Valley family was watched by demons, so the internal environment of the Valley of the Eagle has been chaotic for a long time.

The Cloud Hunter said, "She is unbelievably beautiful, and she is only nine years old, but she has a bad fate. Later, in the second year of the incident, the people who searched for nothing held a solemn funeral for the lord of Ruoya, at that time, countless splendid flowers stretched from the interior of the castle to the outer jungle, the tears of the family members rushed like an ocean, and more than half of the families of the nobles on the mainland also sent people to attend the funeral, except for the sudden change in the northwest of the Silver Wing Kingdom.

Lady Rita became ill and dying, and sought a famous doctor, but to no avail, and her condition worsened day by day, and at the same time, all the affairs of the castle suddenly fell on the shoulders of Hayes, who was only fourteen years old at the time.

For eight years, his father, Riddle Grey, had served in the imperial court of Pompeii, and even after only a few days of returning to his hometown, including Ruoya's funeral, Hayes ordered all the inhabitants to do their duty and wait for a miracle alone.

Finally, seven days ago, a mysterious aristocratic alchemist dressed in solemn robe came to the door of the Valley of the Eagles, claiming to be the best and most outstanding apprentice of the prestigious "Yunmu Academy", and after saying that, he took out a golden gourd-like fruit, which looked dazzling and tender.

This is the heavy fruit of life that will bear fruit every hundred years on the leafy fruit tree of life at the end of the world. Chop it up and stew it with other herbs, drink it at midnight to cure all incurable diseases. The alchemist said, "Personally, I think this is the 'restoration of life'. ”

The mages inspected and said, "Everything is undoubted. Hayes nodded, and then exchanged a lot of money for the fruits of life.

Now, it is a critical moment to see if the results can be achieved.