That night, Rogge tossed and turned, not daring to fall asleep, but nothing happened.

In the early morning, the sleepy-eyed and tired Rogge led the elves on their way to Dresden. The elven warriors saw that the gods had made the adults so tired, and their concern was overflowing, but they were unable to ask questions because of their identity.

The guardian warriors looked at Adjani, who also looked weak, and their expressions were very strange. Adjani was shy, and at noon yesterday she was almost crushed and eaten by Roger entirely, and slept all night, her hands and feet still weak. But there was a strange trace of sadness on her red face.

Rogge had no choice but to suffer a loss. He didn't sleep all night because he was completely worried about Fengyue's sneak attack, where was he still in the mood to find Adjani to save again? Not to mention that the elf's physique was weak, Adjani couldn't withstand his second expedition.

In this bitterly cold season, people in the north rarely go out and about. The road to Dresden is a vast expanse of snow, forests and mountains in the distance, and there is no human habitation at all, even animals and birds.

Rog had been uneventful all the way, but when he passed by a wood, he faintly heard the sound of killing.

The elven warriors were well-trained, and immediately took out their weapons, lined up in a neat battle formation, and surrounded Rog in the center.

A knight in a very ornate costume suddenly sprang out of the forest!

There was another whitter and shout in the forest, and several arrows came out with a roar, fast and fierce. The aristocratic knight rode his horse and ran in an S-shape, but still did not completely dodge, and the horse was hit by two arrows in the buttocks. The horse suddenly stood to its feet and threw the knight to the ground.

The noble knight got up quickly, saw Rogge and his party on the avenue, and immediately ran towards this side, shouting desperately as he ran: "I am Carlos, the second son of the Grand Duke!

Rogge was overjoyed in his heart, and secretly thought that he would be too lucky to come to the Duchy of Arei this time, right? He didn't expect to be able to get in touch with the second son of the Grand Duke so soon. Just openly sniping the second son of the Grand Duke in the territory of the Principality, what kind of character will it be?

Dozens of masked knights chased out of the forest one after another, these people were sturdy and skillful, obviously very well trained, and they were all skilled knights. The knight at the head was obviously taken aback when he saw Rogge and his party. He hesitated slightly, and saw that Carlos was running towards Rogge and the others at a high speed, and he couldn't catch up, so he let out a deep sigh and threw the spear in his hand hard!

The spear stabbed Carlos in the back like a meteor!

Just as the knight was about to make a move, Rogge had already ordered, "Protect that Carlos!"

Wind Butterfly took off the wheel saw on his back, picked up his fighting spirit and threw it out.

The huge saw spun rapidly, making a breathtaking whistling sound, easily splitting the knight's spear in two, arcing through the air and flying back into the hands of Wind Butterfly.

Wind Butterfly's superb martial arts skills obviously shocked the masked knights, and they became uneasy, and did not dare to rush directly to kill, but stopped their horses a hundred meters away and lined up to charge.

Carlos rolled and scrambled into Rogge's cavalry. At Rogge's signal, an elven knight brought a spare horse to him, and Carlos, who was so embarrassed, turned over on his horse that he was shocked.

Rog carefully observed the second son of the Duchy of Arley.

Carlos was tall and thin, and his light brown hair was now clinging tousfully to his head as a result of his hasty escape. His complexion was a proud pale, and there was an unfading horror in his pale gray eyes. He was wearing a very brightly colored and ornate set of light chain mail. This is the favorite equipment of the nobles when hunting beasts, it has enough protection to block the minions of the beasts, and it is light enough not to affect the nobles to show their skills in front of everyone.

His clothes were stained with blood, but from his agile movements, it was most likely the result of some loyal Protector of the Lord. As for the bow and sword, I don't know where they were thrown for a long time.

"Probably for the sake of the lightness of the escape, he threw away the last weapon of resistance. It occurred to Rog that he had a preliminary assessment of Carlos' bravery.

"Your Highness Carlos," Rogge asked. Carlos was clearly still in a panic, and was watching in fear, when he suddenly heard Rogge's voice, and his whole body trembled in fright, and he almost fell off his horse.

"Your Highness Carlos, don't be afraid, with me here, you don't have to worry about your safety at all. Rogge's calm confidence infected Carlos, and he settled down to look at the team of knights. The armor and weapons used by the knights are all the best choice at first glance, not to mention the material, and the value of the handwork alone exceeds that of ordinary military armor. There was also a faint light flashing on the armor and weapons held by several knights, which were obviously very rare magical equipment.

Carlos' gaze finally fell on Wind Butterfly, who was closely behind Rogge. The knight held a huge wheel saw with a green glow that flickered and dimmed, and the sharp serrations shone with a cold light. While Carlos didn't see the saw cut through the knight's steel spear so easily, he had no doubt that it could easily cut itself in half. Finally, he looked at Wind Butterfly's face, although Wind Butterfly only had her lips exposed, but this beautiful line had already suffocated Carlos.

"Your Highness Carlos, the people who are chasing you are well trained, they will not be mercenaries or robbers, they are obviously regular troops. Is the Duchy of Arley at war?Why would an army dare to hunt you down on the land of the Duchy?" Rogge's voice pulled Carlos back to reality once more.

Looking at the knights on the opposite side who had already arranged the stormtrooper formation, Carlos was angry and a little frightened, and said quickly: "I know who they are! They are the personal snow bear riders of my eldest brother Danro! They ambushed me when I came out to hunt snow foxes, but fortunately my horse was fast, and I escaped by luck! If I hadn't met you, I would have let them get it! But, this gentleman, ah! I haven't asked your name yet. But there are more Snow Bear Knights than you, so should we retreat?"

"My name is Rogge. Your Highness, you don't have to worry about your safety at all, but since this matter involves your esteemed brother, do you think it's necessary to keep some alive?" the fat man smiled faintly.

"Rogge, Rogge......" Carlos silently recited the name twice, but he had no memory, and he couldn't remember any of the big families in the Holy Alliance who had this name. Looking at Rogge's pomp, he is obviously not an ordinary little aristocrat.

Carlos has been busy hunting snow foxes these days, and he has not yet had a chance to learn about the demonic events that happened in Sai City.

At this time, the knights on the opposite side had already arranged the stormtroop formation, and after seeing the elven knights' glittering bows and arrows, they all raised their knights' shields in their hands. The knight at the head shouted:

"Outlander, this is our own business of the Principality of Are! Your Excellency had better leave that young man to us, for this is a trouble you should not be involved in and cannot afford! Otherwise, you will regret it!"

Wind Butterfly shook him with a thunderous blow, which was why he spoke so politely to these people who were obviously from a foreign land. Although he was confident in defeating the same number of knights, the casualties would certainly not be small, and perhaps Carlos would take advantage of the chaos to escape, which would be a big deal.

But Rogge apparently didn't take his words seriously, and chatted to himself. The Snow Bear Knight Leader was furious and shouted, "Ready! Charge!"

More than sixty Snow Bear Knights instigated their horses to start charging!

Rogge chanted the incantation in a low voice, and with a gesture of both hands, a huge fiery red magic array appeared in the middle of the two armies, and a one-meter-thick pillar of flame rose into the sky! The pillar of flame dispersed in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a flame giant that was more than two meters tall. It received Rog's order, roared, and charged towards the Snow Bear Riders with billowing flames.

"It's magic!Mr. Rogge, you're a magician! Oh my God, what a gorgeous and shocking magic this is! I dare say that even the court mage Gnawara, who has always looked at no one, can't cast such a magic!" Carlos exclaimed, and his gaze at Rogge immediately changed, and there was no longer that condescending, commanding style.

The flame giants summoned by the fifth-level magic 'Lower Flame Spirit Summoning' are powerful magical creatures. It moved quickly, and was blessed and accelerated by Rogge, and had completely become a slaughtering machine. In the blink of an eye, three knights were smashed off their horses by its heavy fists!

The Snow Bear Knights panicked, several knights repeatedly sprinted, and the spear pierced the Flame Giant more than ten times before it disappeared with a reluctant roar.

But eight knights had already fallen to the ground.

The knights' excitement didn't last long, and at the sound of Rog's incantation, they watched in panic as the second flame giant staggered to its feet again, and then two magical rays of light flashed through it, it was a new war machine.

But the Snow Bear Riders' nightmare doesn't stop there. After they killed the second flame giant at the cost of more than a dozen knights under the rain of elven arrows, the third flame giant staggered again!

In just ten minutes of fighting, the Snow Bear Knights completely collapsed, and even the captain fell under the wheel saw of the wind butterflies. The only dozen knights began to turn their horses and flee. At Rogge's behest, the elves pretended to chase them for a while, but let them escape.

Looking at the figures of the Snow Bear Knights gradually moving away, Rogge was secretly happy in his heart: "I really didn't expect that the battle for the throne of the Duchy of Arei is already so naked! Okay, very good! This Carlos is very useful!"

After the defeat of the Snow Bear Knights, it was much calmer along the way, and Rog was never attacked again.

Along the way, Carlos ingratiated himself with Rogge.

Whether or not he can get the support of a terrifying great magician like Rogge will have a decisive effect on Carlos's battle for the throne. Just from the performance of that battle, Carlos had no doubt that Rogge's team of knights could rival at least five hundred knights of the principality! This was all the strength that his eldest brother was allowed to have! It was because he put down the shelf of the Grand Duke's son along the way and became obsessed with Rogge. This played into Rogge's hands. The fat man immediately pushed the boat down the river, and his words faintly showed that His Royal Highness was wise and resolute, and he was the best candidate to take charge of the Duchy of Are.

Carlos was overjoyed, and he didn't think about Rogge's proposal to take over the Earl's domain, and immediately agreed.

Dresden is finally in sight.

From a distance, Dresden's walls are tall and majestic. But the closer he got, the more disappointed Rogge became. Dresden was not a small city in the Holy League, with a population of 200,000, but it was crude and dirty, far from the prosperous cities of the south, such as the Rhine and Lille.

Suddenly the horns of Dresden sounded, and the heavy gates slowly opened on both sides, and two groups of knights in ceremonial robes galloped out of the gates, lined up on both sides of the road. After the honor guard knights, dozens of richly dressed nobles poured out. The musicians beat the deep, desolate modran drums, and the trombonists played a majestic welcome song.

Carlos was taken aback by such a grand welcome ceremony, and he couldn't help but say to Rogge: "What's going on? Isn't the person in the lead the Marquis of Hilai, the secretary of state? This is the ceremony to welcome the warriors returning from the expedition, who prepared it?" He looked behind him to the left and right, and in the vast wilderness, there was no one else except their team of knights. But Carlos still couldn't believe that this welcome ceremony was for him.

Since rescuing Carlos, Rogge has not allowed him to have any contact with the outside world on the grounds of his safety, and the elven knights cleared the inn and completely sealed it when camping that night. Carlos, who was frightened by the assassination, had no objection to this, and he learned the elven identities of these knights that night. Although the beautiful elves made him think about it for a while, when he was relying on Rogge, he was somewhat determined, and he would not offend a big man like Rogge who was so important to his throne for the sake of his little lust. Seeing that Rogge could have a large number of elves with amazing strength as guards, Carlos had a much higher opinion of the fat man. It was as if he had seen the throne beckoning to him!

In the distance, Rogge and his party dismounted to meet the welcoming nobles.

"O Honorable Archmage Rogge, welcome to Dresden, and may the Duchy of Arei be honored to be your second home! Our lord Archduke Tiklik has prepared a grand banquet for your arrival, and all the celebrities of Dresden are proud to have a glimpse of you! Tell me, your faithful friend Hilley, what miracles will you bring to the Duchy of Are, in addition to the miracle of suppressing demons??" the voice of the aged Marquis of Hilley was incomparably loud.

Rogra took a few quick steps to meet Carlos, and said with a smile: "I have brought my loyalty to the Duchy of Are! Moreover, I am very happy to have met the wise Highness Carlos of the Duchy during my journey, and have gained his trust and noble friendship!"

Carlos only then knew that this welcome ceremony was actually for Rogge! And Rogge turned out to be a great magician who could subdue demons! Now that he heard Rogge humbly and euphemistically express his support for him in front of everyone, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed!

The old and dizzy Marquis of Xilai saw that the person standing next to Rogge turned out to be the Second Highness Carlos, and he hurriedly saluted Carlos and pleaded guilty.

Carlos is in high spirits, where to blame this little inadequacy? He decided to seize this opportunity to consolidate the alliance with Rogge, so as not to attack his eldest brother Danro. He cleared his throat and spoke loudly.

"Marquis of Hilae, ladies and gentlemen, I am hunting foxes, this is something that everyone knows. But what you don't know is that I was ambushed in the hunting grounds, and all my faithful squires fell to the sword of the dastardly sneak attacker!"

Carlos's encounter was not a trivial matter, and the nobles who greeted him immediately opened the pot and talked about it, and everyone knew that the battle for inheritance rights had reached a fever pitch. At this time, which side of the bet is placed or whether to remain neutral is a matter that has a real bearing on the wealth of power in the future.

"But, with the blessing of the High God, I met the Grand Magician Lord Rogge and his elven guards! In the face of the far outnumbered sneak attackers, ten minutes! In just ten minutes! Mr. Rogge and his guards wiped out the sneak attackers! Moreover, these sneak attackers are all well-trained regular knights!"

A second boulder was thrown into the already unsettled lake. The aristocrats were in disarray. This is not to be surprised by the strength of Rogge and the Elven Guard, after all, collecting dozens of knights is far less shocking than sealing demons. However, the sneak attackers were all regular knights, which was extraordinary. It shows that the sneak attacker is no longer afraid of revealing his identity and is determined to win.

In fact, the Principality of Alei is a small country, and the palace political disputes are almost known to the whole country. Even a small person like Will can give Rogge an analysis of the powerful factions and the pattern of competing for profits. This is not because the Principality of Arley is politically open-minded, but because of the small country and the widows.

Archduke Tiklik's eldest son, Danro, married the daughter of the court magician Gnawara, and naturally received his full support. In addition, Danro is also the head of the Praetorian Knights, and he holds military power, so he can be said to be the most powerful candidate to inherit the principality. He has been declared heir to the throne by the Grand Duke. It's just that Gnawara is arrogant and jealous, vicious, and openly rejects dissidents. In order to maintain their status, many big nobles had to secretly support the second Carlos. As for the third Natila, who is not yet twenty years old, she is more like a poet than a politician, and has no ambition for inheritance at all.

Tiklik has been far less interested in state affairs in recent years than in women and immortality. In his opinion, the power of magic could help him achieve immortality, which was why the court magician Gnawara was favored.

Carlos completely turned Rogge's welcome into his own podium. Finally, he raised his voice and said impassionedly: "I, Carlos Tikrik, swear that I will find out the murderers who have dared to ambush the royal family in defiance of the laws of the Principality! I will also uncover the black hand behind these people! Now the body of the attacker is in these carriages behind me! The truth will be revealed!"

He gasped, his face flushed with excitement, glanced at Rogge, and added, "The contribution of Grand Wizard Rogge to the Duchy is obvious to all. I declare that not only has he received my eternal friendship, but the elves have also received my eternal friendship!"

Even Rogge was a little surprised at this time, this Carlos seems to have some political acumen in addition to being timid!

Looking at Carlos, who was speaking excitedly, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Rogge's mouth. In the eyes of the fat man, the current Duchy of Arei is simply a gift from God!

Tonight, Dresden is rarely bustling and bustling. The palace was brightly lit and crowded, and almost all celebrities from all walks of life arrived. Compete to catch a glimpse of the Grand Mage and his elven guards. In fact, the target that people pay more attention to is the beauty of the legendary elves.

The architecture of the northern country has always been known for its grandeur. The main hall of the Duchy's Palace is a good footnote to this. The main hall is more than ten meters high from the vault to the ground, and more than a dozen thick stone pillars jointly support this masterpiece hall. There are dozens of fireplaces on the four walls, and the roaring fires make it enough to warm the huge space in the temple.

At the end of the main hall was a small high platform, on which more than a dozen of the most favored ministers and magnates of the Principality of Arei sat on it, and surrounded Tikrick, who sat on a throne with gray hair and cloudy eyes.

Below the high platform, hundreds of nobles of poor status stood in the hall, and the maids held all kinds of food and wine, shuttling through the crowd like flowing water.

"Lord Rogge, the Great Magician, has arrived!" the attendant's shrill voice echoed through the hall.

A dark green cloak lined Rogge quite imposingly. He strode into the hall.

Countless eyes of concern were cast at him, and then...

Passing by him, it landed on the five female elf guardian warriors who followed behind the fat man.

The fat man didn't care either. Most of the surnames are like this.

Archduke Tikrick was not yet completely confused, and he knew very well that after such a magician took refuge in him, the status of the Duchy of Arei in the Holy Alliance would be very different. So he himself stood up, slowly walked down the high platform, and greeted Rogge. But his gaze also involuntarily fell on the elf behind Rog.

In front of everyone's attention, Tikrick personally took Rogge's hand and stepped with him onto the high platform.

On this occasion, Rogge is naturally able to deal with it.

The magnates of the Principality of Are, led by Helai, have flocked to him, such a great magician is definitely a decisive force in the Principality of Are, and everyone does not want to miss the opportunity to accept it at the first time.

Carlos stood close to Rogge, talking and laughing loudly, trying to show his intimacy with the mysterious archmage.

This afternoon, Carlos had learned the full story of Rogge's feat of sealing the ancient demon Amoro in the city of Say. Although the Principality of Arei is a small country, after several audits, verifications, analyses, and summaries of the original record of this matter, Amoro's ability has been exaggerated several times, and the power of Rog's magic has also increased by several levels. The report in Carlos's hands indicates that this is a complete crisis that threatens the survival of the entire Duchy of Are, but under the brave battle of the righteous archmage Rogge and his elven guards, the demon has finally been sealed. This seal is not complete, only the blood of the elves living in this land can suppress the seal of Amoro.

A copy of the report to Carlos was also in the possession of Tikrick and other leading officials. This report gave Carlos a new appreciation for Rogge's immense value. From the bottom of his heart, he began to be grateful to the Supreme God for giving himself such a powerful boost at the critical moment of the struggle for the throne!

The palace banquet had entered a more free time, and Rogge was surrounded by a group of great nobles, patiently satisfying their curiosity.

As for his past, Rog simply said that he came from a mysterious mage tower in the Central Mountains, where there were several powerful mages. As for the rest, Rogge is concerned about him. The Grand Magician is a very mysterious figure in the eyes of ordinary people, and Rogge knows that for these arrogant nobles, extreme mystery and appropriate arrogance are like the signature of the Great Magior.

"Excuse me, Lord Rogge, if I may ask you a personal question?" asked a trembling old marquis.

"This is the Marquis of Calyi, who in his youth was the commander-in-chief of all the armies of the Duchy. Carlos whispered to Rogge.

"It's an honor to be able to answer an elder's question. After all, I am only twenty-five years old, and I have spent most of my life in the Mage Tower, and my life experience is still too shallow. ”

There was another stir in the crowd, the great magician who could seal the ancient demon was actually only twenty-five years old?

"This question is asked by me on behalf of all the noble ladies of the principality, are you married?" the old marquis's voice was still very loud, and for a moment the eyes of all the ladies and ladies in the hall lit up, and they kept chattering.

"That's a question, because I spend most of my time in the Mage Tower, and I haven't had a chance to meet the young lady I like. ”

The ladies and ladies immediately heated their discussions, and from time to time there was a coquettish laughter.

"Lord Rogge, you have such a beautiful elf as your companion, naturally you don't look down on ordinary women. Rumor has it that the demonic seal can only be suppressed by the elves, is that true?" the old marquis asked.

"The elegant, noble, peace-loving elves are my allies and comrades-in-arms, and I respect them. Only pure elven bloodline can make the seal of the ancient demon Amoro unbreakable. Amoro, who was defeated by me this time, was not as strong as one-tenth of its original strength because of the long-term seal. But when it broke through the seal again, I think that even one of the top ten demon masters in the continent was here, and it was difficult to say that it would win. So, now the elves are our richest friends. ”

"However, elves will have a lot of trouble living in our human society......"

"The beauty and worth of elves are the source of trouble. That's why I came to the Duchy of Are. I am willing to trade my allegiance to the Duchy for the right of the elves to be treated equally in the Duchy. Dear Grand Duke Tiklik, I wonder if you would like to accept this offer?" Rogge bowed gracefully to Tiklic.

"The deignation of a great magician like you to the Duchy of Arei is a sign that the Supreme God favors us!" Tikrick hurriedly stepped forward to help Rog up, and then, facing the audience, raised his jewel-encrusted scepter.

The hall gradually fell silent.

"In my name, Tiklic, I declare that from now on, all elves will be treated equally with the citizens of the principality on the lands of the Duchy of Arley! Moreover, the elven slave trade will be completely banned! This decree will take effect immediately!"

The voice of the Grand Duke echoed through the hall.

In the eyes of the nobles present, this decree did not have much substantive significance. The elven slaves in the Duchy of Arei can be counted in the palm of one hand. The Northland was far less affluent than the South, and the expensive elven slaves were only affordable by Tikrick and a few great nobles, and they could only be ordinary goods. No kind of prohibition can be forbidden. For ordinary nobles, elven slaves are something that they dare not think of, and there is no difference between forbidden and forbidden.

Tonight's banquet was enough for the nobles present to brag for weeks. The beauty of these elven warriors brought by Rog has completely surpassed the imagination of most nobles, compared to the two elven slaves that Tikrick loves to overstep. But no one dared to fight the elves of Rog, which was tantamount to openly declaring an enemy of the Great Magi, who had hundreds of elven guards! He would definitely give the head of this nobleman to Rogge.

Rogge suddenly felt two jealous gazes fall on him. He pretended to be careless, and swept through the crowd with his afterglow. In another small circle where the aristocracy gathered, a richly dressed old man was staring at him viciously, his bloodshot eyes full of undisguised jealousy. Beside him stood a tall, fierce knight with ornate armor adorned with the coat of arms of the Tikrick family. This knight was none other than Danro, the eldest son of the Grand Duke of Tikrick, who had been hastily introduced at the beginning of the feast.

"Who is the old man next to your brother?" Rogge asked Carlos in a low voice.

"He's the court magician Gannavarra. ”

Rogge nodded, chatting and laughing with the nobles around him, while quietly extending his spiritual power to probe the reality of this gnawara.

"It turns out that he is also an eleventh level magician!" Rogge smiled secretly. Although his magic has only just reached the eleventh level, this kind of court magician who has been pampered for more than ten years, the fat man can still deal with three or five.

Coincidentally, Gnawara thinks the same thing. Just now, his most proud disciple had quietly told him the results of the detection of the magic crystal.

"This Rog is a liar!" he said to Dan Roe with a sneer.

Dan Luo raised his eyebrows, looked at Rogge, who was talking and laughing on the other side, and asked in a low voice, "Are you so sure?"

"No ancient demon would be something that an eleventh-level magician could deal with. Your Highness, don't worry, I'll let this liar show his true form!" said Gnawara confidently.

"So, he's a mage of the same level as you. With all due respect, you can't take such a risk as a noble person!"

"It doesn't matter! The level of magic is only part of a magician's strength. I've recently discovered the power of dark magic, and with that precious and rare dark crystal wand that His Highness gave me, he will never be my match. Possessing a high level of magic means that he is a genius, but he is still too young to be able to control magic compared to me!" said Gannavara arrogantly.

"Besides," Gnawarra suddenly lowered her voice, "have you forgotten that the wand in our hands is a powerful necromancy that can be used at least one more time!"

Dan Luo nodded. Rogge's sudden appearance disrupted all his plans. Judging from what the Snow Bear Knight recounted, the power of Rog with the elven guard is simply terrifying! However, such a powerful magician actually stood on Carlos's side, which made Dan Luo, who was originally sure of victory, feel that the balance of victory had begun to favor Carlos's side!

It might not be a great idea to have Gnawarra challenge Rog, but at least it would keep the terrifying elven guard away from Rogge. According to the knight who escaped, the knight who used the huge wheel saw split the Snow Bear Knight Leader in half with a single blow!

The duel between two magicians with equal magic power relies on experience, equipment, and technology. Danro has absolute confidence in Gnawara, not to mention that he still has a wand in his hand that can summon terrifying undead creatures? Danro only hopes that Gnawarra will not be injured, he is already old, and it is not easy to recover from his injuries. At that time, it will not be good to take advantage of Carlos's sneak attack.

After much deliberation, Danro drank the blood-soaked wine in his glass and nodded slowly to Gnawara.

A haughty and cruel smile appeared on Gnawara's face, and she said slowly: "The palace tea party the day after tomorrow will be a good opportunity." ”

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