In the face of Agna's worries and worries, Marlowe had to comfort the other party, even if he had the same worries, but as a chief, he had to be strong and confident at this time.

General Johnny was gone for more than half an hour, and Marlowe and Marlowe waited in the room until the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Come in, everyone, the person you are looking for is inside. ”

I saw a group of humans led by Johnny into the house, most of these humans were warriors in silver armor, they walked on both sides and faintly protected the two white-robed mages in the center, and after coming in, they secretly observed the situation in the room, and then the two mages looked at Marlowe and Agna who stood up.

Marlowe noticed that the two mages were not too old, their hair was only slightly graying, and the eyes they looked at him were not as discriminatory and hostile as other humans, but very cold.

A mage asked, "You're Marlowe of the Warcry Tribe?"

Marlowe was about to answer, but saw a boy in a battle helmet jump up behind the two mages.

"Hey, Marlowe, it's me, Paul!"

Marlowe looked at the familiar face in surprise and exclaimed in surprise: "Paul!"

The two young men hugged each other excitedly, and Paul didn't expect to find Marlowe at the dwarven station, and Marlowe didn't expect Paul to be there.

"That's a big surprise, Paul, why are you here?"

"Of course I'm looking for you!" Paul punched Marlowe hard.

Ignoring the dissatisfaction on the faces of the two mages, Paul and Marlowe sat down shoulder to shoulder and continued: "You know, my falcon returned to St. George three days ago, and I found that the letter tied to its feet had not been tampered with, so I am really worried about me!"

After Paul returned to St. George's, he had been relying on Falcon to keep in touch with Marlowe, and every time Falcon went out, he would stay in the Warcry Tribe for a while to replenish his strength before returning, but this time he came back in a few days, and his physical condition was not good, and he seemed extremely tired, Paul was worried that something would happen to the Warcry Tribe, so he took the time to rush over.

"Why are you here, I couldn't believe it when General Johnny told me. Paul asked.

Marlowe looked at Johnny, who shook his head and said, "It seems that you really know each other, okay, you guys are here to talk, I still have something to deal with, Your Royal Highness, I have ordered you to go down and come in and out of the camp at will." ”

As he spoke, the old dwarven general left with a few of his men, leaving the place to Marlowe and them, but his words aroused Marlowe's confusion.

"Your Royal Highness?" Marlowe looked at Paul suspiciously, as Johnny had apparently addressed him just now.

Paul stood up guiltily and said, "I'm sorry, my brother, I have been hiding from you and Fedorin in the past, but my real identity is the prince of St. George, and the king of St. George, Barbarossa Williams, is my father. ”

Although he knew that it was a traditional custom to hide his true identity in Fortfort Two Springs, Marlowe still showed a surprised expression, he knew that Paul's family was very rich, and the last time a griffon cavalry came to pick up Paul, he could see that his family was still very powerful, but he had never guessed Paul's true identity before.

Unexpectedly, the brother who grew up together turned out to be the prince of the human state, and after knowing the truth, Marlowe asked bitterly: "Prince of St. George......?"

"Boris Williams. Paul felt guilty, but he couldn't do anything about it, and he had to keep his secrets in order to avoid being targeted, even to his two close companions. "I'm sorry, I couldn't tell you that at the time. ”

"I understand, but ......" Marlowe stood up, an angry look on his face.

"I still want to beat you up!"

There was a sound of swords unsheathed, and the human warriors immediately swarmed over, and the two white-robed mages also began to release powerful magical power. Marlowe had no doubt that if he dared to do so, the group would kill themselves with magic and swords.

"Stand down!" Paul shouted, but his men still wanted to do their duty to protect him. "Didn't you hear, give me a retreat!"

The warriors stopped, and the mage slowly withdrew his magical power.

"None of you can do anything to my brother, it's a private matter between the two of us!" Paul resolutely warned his subordinates, then took off his hard helmet and looked into Marlowe's eyes. "Come on, I'll give you a beating. ”

Marlowe clenched his fists and looked at the brother in front of him, the other party had been lying to himself and Fedorin that his family was just a wealthy merchant in St. George's, but he didn't expect to finally know the truth today, and it was really difficult to calm the anger in his heart without beating the other party.

The fist smashed into Paul's face with the sound of the wind, Paul gritted his teeth and waited with his eyes closed, hoping that this would make Marlowe feel better, but after a few seconds, the opponent's fist still did not fall on his face.

Paul opened his eyes and grinned when he saw Marlowe's fist stop just a few centimeters from him. My brother really can't do it.

"Made!" Marlowe smashed his fist on the chair and smashed it, after all, the other party was a brother who grew up with him, and at this time, he was worried about finding a mage to open the door and run to find him, which was really unstoppable.

"I apologize, really, I was forced to lie to you in the past. ”

Marlowe sighed helplessly and said, "Don't be complacent, if Fedorin knew the truth, he would definitely beat you up!"

"I know, so we must not tell him. Paul dragged another chair and sat down.

"How long do you think you'll be able to hide it, and the next time you see him, you'll be able to break up this group of warriors and mages?"

Paul could only sneer and touch his nose, the last time he went back to St. George, he had been made the crown prince by his father, and now there will be people to protect him wherever he goes, Fedorin will definitely ask about the situation when he sees this posture, can he still lie at that time? The white-robed mages are not big roads, they only serve the rich and powerful royal family.

Seeing Marlowe sitting back in his chair, Paul put away his smile and said, "Okay, I'll think about this later." We need to talk about your situation now, my brother. ”

"I've been worried that Orem's Redskins will attack your tribe since I got back, and it looks like it's really happening......"

Marlowe glanced at Agna, who still had a sad look on his face.

"Alas......," Marlowe sighed heavily, recounting the events of this time.

Everyone listened to him quietly, and Paul seemed to see his brother's ordeal, helpless and sad, and at the same time felt a burning anger in his heart.

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