Downstairs by the lake, in the house of Wizard Budd, there were still people resting, and the light of oil lamps was shining through the windows of the living room. In the middle of the night, even though it was an oasis city, the temperature difference between day and night was still very large, and Bard tightened the sheepskin cloak that was covering his body. He let out a sigh of relief and stared at the old man across the long table with a slightly lost smile.

"Elder......"

"Needless to say. Algernon's old, wood-carved face showed a hint of majesty, "My answer is the same, I don't have to worry about you young people, Bard, we must be vigilant until we get a reply from Devany Shelling. ”

"I, I'm not trying to advise you to rest, I just think...... Devany Sherling probably won't be here. ”

The contradictions in his heart had been stored up for too long, and Bud, who finally spoke, raised his head and looked at the red-lit ceiling. He felt that the wizard boy should have no reason to deceive them, maybe there was an accident in the middle, and anyway, the rare hope was still in vain.

"Bard, have you thought about this?" Algernon's eyes sparkled like eagle's eyes.

"Ah, I, I thought about it. Bud was slightly surprised, and lowered his head in embarrassment, "After all, there are too many unknowns behind this matter, plus Miss Wind Spirit's kind of ...... It's a bit too much for us to have an outsider help us......"

Algernon shook his head sternly.

"I'm referring to the fact that Freya Wind Spirit calls herself the Queen of the Feather Clan. ”

Bard looked up stunned and was silent for a few seconds, his expression becoming even more embarrassed.

"I've thought about everything Miss Wind Spirit said, Elder, you know, I often don't think about things carefully enough...... Hehe. He smiled awkwardly. The elder on the other side stared at him solemnly, "I think Miss Wind Spirit may have been very frightened, and her speech was very illogical, maybe the fall from a high altitude had caused her to be a little deranged. ”

"Do you believe what she says?" Algernon raised an eyebrow.

"Ah? Well, it's not about believing it or not. She probably didn't have any malicious intent to say that, she probably just couldn't trust humans. The Yu people who live here are not so honest with us, and of course I don't know much about the Yu people. ”

Bard scratched the back of his head wryly.

"The Feather Clan has been wary of humans for a long time, in their opinion. Humans are very aggressive and possessive, and that's true, in some ways. But I was most concerned about Freya Windling's claim to be the Queen of the Feather Clan, which I thought was a form of intimidation by her, in order to make us panic and do what she asked. But today I suddenly had a new idea. Oh, maybe this new idea is just the whims of a boring old scholar, but I think, young Bard, you'd be willing to discuss it with me in the middle of the night. ”

Algernon's tone seemed to announce the results of a secret study, and he looked into Bard's eyes and said calmly and slowly.

"Yes. Bard nodded immediately. "What do you think, Elder?"

"Freya Wind Spirit's request is to return to the Feather Clan and have the Feather Clan investigate us. Algernon turned his head to look at the wall behind him, as if he could see through the wall the girl of the Feather Clan sleeping soundly in the bedroom, "That's right, she tried to escape from here even before she was fully recovered, and we were very suspicious in her eyes, yes, very suspicious. There is no doubt about that. But does she really have some kind of power? She has no qualms about telling us who she is, and she thinks we should know who she is?"

"She'......" Bud grimaced, pinching his chin. "It's not like we haven't thought about this, but if what she said is true, she is really the queen who came from the continent of Kadolisa to visit Alcatia City, why has it been so long......"

"If she is the queen, then, how should her people view her?" Algernon raised his eyebrows.

"Probably, will think she ...... It's not steady enough. Bud couldn't help but laugh, "She gives people the impression that she is very troublesome...... Little kids. Ahh

The thought stunned Bard. If this is true, then these feathers are too bold for even the queen to abandon them, although he would rather believe that Freya is so childish that it is impossible to rule the continent of Kadolissa, and she has no monarchical momentum at all.

"What do you think, young man?" said Algernon, spursing his mouth into a slit and tilting it aside.

"It's pathetic. Bard smiled awkwardly, and Algernon actually burst out laughing, "So, our kind Bard Blanche, are you sympathetic to the ridiculous queen, or are you sympathetic to her people?"

Bud jerked his head down, covering his face by the way.

Thankfully, Freya's body was not as good as they originally thought, and the injuries on her body had not recovered, otherwise with her temperament, it would never be possible to lie down in bed and rest honestly, and he and Algernon would not have had the opportunity to quietly discuss Freya's identity.

Although this incident still felt like nonsense to him, he still understood the meaning of Algernon's words, and maybe they couldn't rely too much on the Feather Clan in this matter. Algernon was always cautious and thought a lot, and he needed to learn from him.

The oil in the oil lamp looked like it was about to bottom out, and Bard stood up with a wry smile, said "I'll go get some oil," and turned to walk to the door.

However, the moment he turned sideways, Bard suddenly felt as if a dark shadow flashed outside.

Immediately after that, there is the reflection of metal!

"Elder!" Bard turned and lunged at Algernon. Algernon shuddered, turning his head to stare at the window facing the front yard. The glass on the window cracked with a thud, and the bolts swept through the living room in a cold wind.

"Wake up Sallyster, and 'her'!" Algernon topped over under the bench, his black cloak raised high, and another bolt pierced his cloak at once. Bard was pushed to the ground by Algernon, but he quickly rolled around, grabbed the wooden staff on the long table, and slowly erected it.

Silently reciting a mantra, the direction of the cold wind suddenly reversed, and it rushed out of the window. Bud poked his head out of the long table and saw a few cloaked figures hurrying away, the treetops dancing wildly outside and the wind screaming. He crouched down and glanced at Algernon uneasily.

"Then, Elder, you—"

"I'm not as fast as you, but I still have faith in the ancient magic I master. Algernon's voice remained silent. Bud nodded heavily, propped himself on the ground with one hand, and ran to the door. (To be continued......)