"I don't have a heart or not, Lord Temora has contacted me through the contact mirror for a long time, and I have exchanged messages directly with Aylas many times through the letter bird. In addition, your identity is not difficult to find out, so if these are not known, it is not normal. Prince Justin replied with a smile.

"That's right. Angel nodded. "How much do you know about my mother?"

The prince pondered, "The information we have may be a little outdated, but it should be of some help to you. ”

After a pause, he continued: "Your mother, Qi Lian, is beautiful in the way she appears, and in the details of her life, and in her appearance. We tentatively decided that she was supposed to be a dryad. Coming from the forest of the earth and the wind elves, the dryad is a kind of elf that lives with ancient trees all year round, and they often like to seduce beautiful and powerful humans as a way to reproduce, and when they give birth to an offspring, they will quietly leave with the offspring and return to the forest. We don't know much about their legends either. This race has always been incredibly mysterious. ”

A deep groan appeared on Angle's face.

After a moment, he spoke slowly.

"So, my mother is not human herself, and she took my brother just to perpetuate the race, and I may well have been left behind for some other reason?"

The prince nodded: "That's pretty much it." ”

"Can you find this race?" asked Angle.

"I'm afraid it's unlikely. The prince shook his head, "In ancient times, these dryads were often captured and sold as slaves by humans with ulterior motives because of their beautiful appearance, so now they basically don't have much contact with humans. And it may also be a member of the wandering race, constantly wandering around. We suspect they've long since left here. ”

Anglie lowered his eyelids and did not answer, as if in deep thought.

It was a long time before he spoke again.

"Then forget it, the wandering race has always been wandering and traveling, and they don't live in one place all year round, and now that they're gone, there's no need to spend any more time looking for them. ”

"We have learned so much news, also because the prince of the Dryad Clan, Timven, once proposed to the alliance to trade materials, although there was only one transaction, but we both got a lot of benefits to complement each other, so we hehe, you know. After all, it was still a step too late, and they migrated as soon as they finished trading. I couldn't find it. ”

"Humans have always been greedy, and that's normal. Anglie nodded, "Timpush, how long ago did this happen?"

"Five years ago. The Prince replied.

"Forget it. "Anglie knows that five years is enough time to erase many, many pieces of information. And the Dryad, a race that is likely to have its own set of inheritance energy system, cannot be without the means to erase its own trace aura.

"Alright, I'll go back to the carriage first, and if anything happens, you can call the guards to inform me. The prince said with a smile.

"Thanks for the explanation, bother. Angre nodded politely.

The prince and his daughter got out of the carriage and returned to the other middle Ethan carriage.

Anglie sat by the window, crossed his knees, slowly closed his eyes, and sank into meditation.

The sky was getting darker, and the carriage was getting darker and darker.

I don't know how long it took for Anglie to open his eyes again.

He took out the crystal clock he had with him from his package and looked at the time.

‘19：54’

It's almost dark. The crystal clock was bought at the port of Maluya, and the last time the clockwork lasted for a long time, Anglie clockwork the clock again and put it back in the package.

The carriage had stopped, and outside was the sound of soldiers walking and shouting, as if arranging for camp.

Anglie pushed the carriage away with a clatter, and the grass and woods outside were dark, the soldiers had already lit a bonfire, and a few horsemen were leading their horses to feed them with beans and other fodder. The two knights sat by the fire, carefully wiping their weapons and armor, applying the oil one by one, and wrapping the handguards around the handles of their weapons.

In the gap in the woods in the distance, you can faintly see groups of soldiers patrolling the woods.

"Are you awake?" said a knight who rode over and quickly turned over and dismounted. "It's getting late, we have to set up camp, and the broth is already cooking, and in the afternoon it's omelette and potato and beef soup, and some fruit from the wagon. I hope you don't mind. ”

Angliel shook his head slightly: "It's okay, it was beyond my expectations to be so rich." His gaze fell on the knight's right hand, which was holding a brown wooden block.

"What are you doing?"

The knight noticed his gaze, smiled, picked up the block and spread his hands. "This is my habit in my hometown, since I was a child, I like to carve something with a knife, just to take a break, and now I have been in the army for so many years, I have developed a habit to make you laugh. Anglie looked at the woodcut in his hand, which was a half-carved statue of a young girl. It looks familiar. "It's Isabel, right?"

The knight's face turned red, and he suddenly retracted his hand a little crampedly. "No, no, I haven't finished carving yet. ”

Angel looked at the young knight with a gentle smile. "How many years have you been with the Prince?"

The knight replied in a low voice, "11 years out of 11." ”

"I can feel the purity and persistence of your heart. 11 years, you have watched Isabel grow up, right? This brotherly love is mixed with the love of men and women, I believe you will be willing to take care of her for the rest of your life. Angel smiled faintly. "Do you need me to propose marriage for you? Presumably Your Excellency the Prince will give me this face. ”

The knight was stunned for a moment, his cheeks and neck flushed, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

"Don't you need it? Then I'll go back and rest. "Anglie is leaving.

"Please!!" suddenly came the knight's sudden bravery behind him.

The corners of Angele's mouth were also slightly hooked, and the original gloomy mood was gradually washed away.

After camping for the night, the next day Anglie took the initiative to get into the prince's carriage and recommended to the prince the knight he had tested with a chip and sorcery. And the prince has long noticed the feelings of the knight's daughter, but he has been waiting for the knight to take the initiative, and now that Anglie has proposed it on his behalf, naturally both sides are happy.

"Buddy has been with me for 11 years and I've always known how he likes Isabel. The prince carried a bowl of mushroom soup that had only been boiled in the morning, and surrounded his daughter one by one. ”

"If it weren't for this affection, Buddy would have been transferred out to fight a long time ago, and with his strength, it would be easy to get the knight's collar, he is the knight of my subordinates who has the best chance of impacting the big knight. ”

Angel also drank slowly with a bowl of mushroom soup. "Didn't I bring it up to you this time, just as you wished? This Buddy, I watched him carve your daughter's wood carvings every day with the convoy, and I don't know how many wood carvings I have carved for your daughter over the years. His movements have become so proficient that I am speechless. ”

The convoy moved slowly, and the prince smiled and was about to speak.

Suddenly, there was an awkward voice in Rudin's voice in front of him. It seems to be asking something, it should be someone talking to the cavalry who opened the way.

The convoy paused slightly, then moved on.

Soon, from the side window, Angre and the prince saw a large column of gray-and-white carriages parked on the side of the road, one after the other, all pulling large bags of goods behind them.

"It's supposed to be a caravan. The prince whispered.

The caravans on the side of the road were all stopped, and the merchants pulled their horses to the side of the roadway, and all got off the station and watched the prince's caravan pass by.

A noble businessman dressed in black stood on the side of the road, and as the window passed him, he took off his black hat from his head, smiled and bent down to salute.

"They were cargo caravans bound for the cities of Aylas and Simbak, and dozens of caravans would come in and out of the two cities every day. The prince explained lightly.

"Dozens? I think I can probably imagine the prosperity and size of Aylas. Anglie was slightly surprised.

"Of course, that's the largest city in our alliance. ”

After a little chatter in the prince's carriage, Anglie returned to his carriage.

Half a month later at noon in the hinterland of the Andean Union.

In a vast sea of green trees, a semi-circular city is surrounded by a tall black stone brick wall. The city is densely packed with residential buildings and all kinds of colorful buildings.

A wide grey carriageway connects straight to the entrance to the city.

On the driveway, a convoy of horse-drawn carriages was slowly approaching the city. All the horse-drawn carriages and pedestrians in front of the convoy approached avoided and stopped on the side of the road, waiting for the convoy to move forward first.

Pedestrians bent down to salute as the motorcade passed.

The convoy slowly drove into the entrance of the city, which was a gap between two black cliffs, and on both sides of the cliffs, there were guard towers and arrow towers. A black iron wooden fence was suspended high in the air, and more than a dozen ropes on both sides held it in place, ready to be lowered to cut off the entrance.

The convoy slowly drove into the entrance, with vertical black stone walls on both sides, and two rows of guards armed with bows and crossbows stood on them.

In the convoy, on one of the carriages, a pair of bright eyes in the window were quietly observing the defense here.

The owner of the eyes was a young man with long brown hair and a shawl, slightly interspersed with a hint of white hair. His eyes were extremely sharp, he was wearing a black robe, and his skin was pale with a hint of silver, giving people a feeling of no blood.

This man was none other than Angle, who had been invited to the capital.

He poked his head out, glanced at the archers above, and nodded slightly.

"The defenses here are really strong," Anglie muttered, returning to the carriage.

"Among the crossbowmen defending on both sides, every ten meters or so, a knight-level master was actually found, and they were all knight-level who used bows and arrows. Although it does not have the level of knight peak, but it can use the knight level just for defense, and it is obvious that the city of Ayras of the Andean League is indeed worthy of being the capital city. ”

(To be continued)