"Oops!" exclaimed Xiulin in a low voice.

"Sister Wind Spirit is so great!" Na'er exclaimed in a low voice.

There was no surprise in Carlo's expression, as if he still had some kind of doubt. Are these all Xiulin's arrangements? What exactly is Xiulin's plan?

"Devina in nǎ?" Freya exhaled a breath of sullen air held in her chest, changed to a position with her hands on her hips, raised her chin and looked at the row of faces hidden in black cloaks, "I ask you, my friend, where is Devany Shirling now?"

"Her Majesty, actually—" Surprisingly, they heard the attacker reply. In the middle, a man in black with his head bowed and who was supposed to be also a feather clan, spoke in a lingua franca that was more fluent than Freya.

It's not that simple. Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly threw the wizard's wooden staff into the sky.

"Carlo!" Xiulin immediately shouted, her figure standing in front of Freya. Carlo understood, and the scepter leaping with golden thunder light was raised. The black figures in front of them waved their hands almost at the same time, and in an instant, the light of magic surpassed the scorching sun overhead.

Xiulin turned around and pushed Freya violently, and she rolled to the corner with her only hand that could move, and Freya's hand loosened, and the longbow fell to the ground. The little wildcat Nalle jumped to the wall without warning, and stretched out her hands to block Freya with her petite body. Na'er listened carefully, and although she didn't understand what was going on, there should be nothing wrong with those people trying to kill Sister Fengling.

Red, blue, and yellow elemental spirits rose from the light into the sky, like a volcano spewing out flames that destroyed it. The thunder and lightning in Carlo's hand met the aggressive elven body. The smoke and light of magic resounded with a terrifying explosion. Xiulin tensed her face and stared straight at Freya's blue eyes.

"My partner and I will get their attention for a while, you have to get out of here right away. Na'er, take your Wind Spirit sister to find a place to go out!"

"What?" Freya was dumbfounded, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her head, and her thoughts froze for several seconds. She heard Xiulin's rapid gasps, mixed with thunder and explosions, and sweat oozed from the forehead of this usually calm woman. Are she and the man going to stay here? I don't know what's going on, Freya's heart feels like it's frozen.

"Sister Wind Spirit, let's go!" the little human girl didn't hesitate for the slightest. At the moment when Xiulin turned over and jumped up, Na'er grabbed Freya's wrist hard. "Get up!

"Stop it all!"

Suddenly. A crisp and decisive shout rang out in the sky.

In the roar of magic, the sound was inaudible, but it exuded a deterrent power that could not be ignored. The moment the voice sounded, dozens of guards in white-winged silver armor fell from the sky. Straight everyone in an encirclement.

Swish. With uniform movements. The blades lit with magic runes pointed at the people in the encirclement, and all the guards shouted in the same imposing voice, "Stop!"

As if hesitating. The black-clad attacker slowly stopped summoning elemental spirits, and the smoke filled the converging air, and the residual crackling sound gradually stopped. Carlo took a few steps back, not laying down his weapon, still on his alert. Xiulin subconsciously protected Freya's side, she raised her head, her gaze through the scattered mist, a familiar shadow waved its long wings, hanging in the air.

"Sorry, some accident happened, I'm back. ”

With a hint of tiredness in her soft laughter, Devne Shelling folded her wings and slowly landed on the ruins of the gate, striding towards the men in black. Freya only felt her throat choke all at once, as if she was in a dream, and she couldn't believe her eyes!

Na'er jumped out suddenly, and just wanted to shout, but found that Sister Xiulin and Brother Carlo not only did not let down their vigilance, but the atmosphere seemed to be even more tense.

"Take them away. Daphne grimaced and commanded in a deep voice.

Daphne was still wearing the same blue and white dress she wore when she went out, just a little messy. The silver-masked Feather Clan guard stepped forward, and those attacks had no intention of resisting at all, and they were honestly captured and taken out of the garden.

The Feather Clan guards escorted them away, and it was a messy clearing, leaving only Daphne and Xiulin and the others to look at each other.

It seemed like a long time later, Daphne showed the pure and sweet smile she used to have, and she folded her hands in front of her skirt, and the dignified and beautiful posture made it difficult to be guarded. She pulls up the hem of her skirt suddenly—and Showlyn grabs Freya's wrist—but Daphne doesn't pull out her weapon. When the fluttering wide skirt fell, Daphne hung her head and fell to one knee.

"I am sorry to put you in danger in the city I administer, and I am very sorry, Your Majesty. She said so solemnly.

"Dai, Daphne, what are you talking about......" Freya murmured. Then she covered her mouth violently, and her shoulders shook violently.

"Let go of me! that's Daphne!" she tried to shake off Xiulin's hand, but Xiulin refused to let go. Devany looked up and smiled with a bitter twist, "Trust me, I didn't mean to hurt you. I can explain...... I will tell you that I have arrested Heather, the acting lord who had managed the city for me during my travels, and that he would be punished as he deserved, and allow me to explain to you. ”

"It's not like we don't believe Miss Xue Ling, oh no, Lord Castle. Xiulin hooked the corners of one side of her mouth, and her expression could probably be described as a smile rather than a smile, "It's just that there have been a little more accidents recently, which makes people feel a little nervous." Please don't kneel like that...... Your Majesty, please get your old friend to stand up. ”

She whispered to Freya, who was flushing red.

"Let go of me!" Freya yelled at Xiulin angrily.

"They are subordinate to you. Carlo suddenly spoke, "The man who attacked us." ”

“...... Yes. Devany didn't seem to be going to hide it either, and after a moment's hesitation, she sighed and stood up, "It should be said that they are subordinate to the city's administrators. I was careless, I didn't expect Heather to plot against me, and I couldn't come back in time because I really couldn't get out. Heather: He's like my brother. ”

As she spoke, Daphne closed her eyes, her expression of pain as if she remembered something that made her feel remorse, and then she smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I fell for him, he locked me in a magical barrier, and I didn't succeed in dismantling his barrier until half an hour ago. Now I know what he's up to......" Daphne stared silently at her feet, her light grass-colored hair fluttering wildly and lapping her face. Suddenly, she looked at Xiulin and Carlo with apologetic eyes.

"Hopefully I didn't know too late. ”