Onisha was prejudiced against Nacini, and Allegri knew that, so he just smiled, but didn't say anything.

"Why, don't you believe it?" Onetsa, putting down the towel and furrowing her eyebrows, "Did King Nacini receive you privately and show great favor when he was in Norman?"

"Yes...... Such. Allegri hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Since Modesic had taken care of him afterwards, he did not inform anyone else about the private meeting with the king.

"King Nacini has lofty ambitions, he is about to conquer the southern kingdoms in person, how can he allow the noble forces to hinder him?" Onisha snorted coldly, and directly broke the way, "It's just that he can't find a breakthrough for the time being, so he throws you out as bait...... When the nobles are ready to move, King Nacini can take advantage of the power of victory, eliminate internal and external enemies in one fell swoop, and achieve immortal achievements. ”

"Using me as bait?" Allegri shook his head and laughed, "I can't catch any big fish." ”

"Of course not, just one of the valleys of the Herseus," said Onita, tapping her fingers on the letterhead on the table, "but if that is not enough, King Nacini will give you more oil and water, until all the big fish hidden under the water come up one by one." ”

"Hmm......" Allegri had a thoughtful look on his face.

"This move is tantamount to putting the valley on the fire," Onisha paused and said, "Whether this plan succeeds or not, the noble camp will inevitably regard us as enemies, and at that time, the valley will have to take refuge in the king of Nacini and become a vassal." ”

"But now, we were originally Snowton's vassals. Allegri looked up and reminded,

Hear this. Onisha's eyes flashed with a different color. She thought to herself for a moment, and decided to try again, and then said in feigned surprise, "Two years ago, you resolutely turned down the reward of King Nacini. Help me rebuild the Principality of Anlan, I thought ...... I thought you wouldn't be willing to be subservient to ......."

"At one time, at another," Allegri sighed, waving his hand, "and I had only a few men under me, and I thought that the world was too great to go anywhere. However, at present, there is a city and a valley, and hundreds of thousands of people are gathered, if they do not belong to Snowton, how can they be preserved in the troubled times?"

"You've promised King Nachinani, yes or no?" Onissa asked suddenly, after a moment's pause.

"Yes," replied Allegri frankly. "He helped me to protect the Herseus Valley, and I helped him deal with the aristocracy. The king cares about the old feelings, and I can't let him down. ”

"Since you have already made up your mind, what are you still coming to me to discuss?" Disappointment, helplessness, and indescribable sadness are mixed into an indescribable feeling. churning and surging in my heart. This made Onisha, who has always been elegant and quiet, a little annoyed.

"Listen to me," Allegri said softly, looking at her, "about Anlan. I know you haven't let go of your heart yet, but now that the big picture has been decided, let's look at some good ......"

Onisha was silent for a while, but finally sighed and said softly, "My life was saved by you, so I stayed to talk and do my best, and besides, I have nowhere to go except the river valley...... If you want to do that, then that's good. ”

"Thank you for your understanding. Allegri breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you still trust me, leave these things to me. Onesa's expression quickly regained her composure, and she casually sorted out the two letters and handed them back.

"Trust, of course," Allegri said, rising, "then please, Onisha." ”

Onisha nodded lightly and didn't say anything more. Allegri walked to the door, but turned back again, and at the girl's inquiring gaze, he raised his hand and pointed at it, and reminded with a smile, "I didn't wipe it clean." ”

Onisha was stunned, suddenly realized, and hurriedly picked up a towel to wipe it. However, there was no mirror in the room, and after this conversation, she even forgot the location of the ink stains, but the more she wiped them.

"Let me do it. Allegri smiled dumbly and volunteered.

Onisha hesitated for a moment and handed over the towel. Allegri stooped down, carefully wiped the ink clean, and immediately examined it, like a porcelain master, admiring the work he was most satisfied with, with just the right glaze and a hint of ember.

"I'm going to ...... worked. Onisha was uncomfortable with his eyes and muttered something in a low voice.

"Well, you're busy. Allegri replied in a hurry, and left in some haste, and the sound of his footsteps faded away from the half-hidden door.

I don't know when it started, the rain stopped, and the sunset filled the sky. Onisha pushed open the glass window, and the fresh air rushed in, and she looked at Allegri's back for a long time before muttering,

"In two years, he has matured a lot...... In this way, this kind of process is not enough. ”

In the northeast corner of the river valley, grassy slopes and woodlands are staggered.

Afra sat down under a bare boulder, caressing her ankles, her brows twisted together in pain.

After being locked up by the teacher for a few days, she wanted to make a big splash, but unexpectedly, the rain was like a pour, and the friends were reluctant to go out. The bored little girl was unwilling to turn around, so she held an umbrella alone and prepared to explore the inaccessible cliffs in the northeast of the river valley.

Middle-level wind mages can't cast flying spells yet, but blessings such as the "Light Body Technique" give them agility that is not inferior to that of warriors of the same rank, and a small hillside is naturally a piece of cake.

Therefore, Afra didn't take it seriously, anyway, just to pass the time. But when she was jumping up and down and struggling to climb, a thunderbolt happened to hit the big tree next to her. The vigorous thunder and lightning magic instantly dispersed the blessing spell on her body, so the unlucky little girl fell down with an "oops".

"That's true......" Afra looked around for a long time, but didn't notice anyone passing by, so she had to stop calling for help in vain. Although the rain had stopped, the water began to gather in the place where she had been sitting, and the little girl supported the ground on her elbows and barely moved.

"Rod, is there a spell to connect severed limbs in necromancy?" With no one left or right, Afra took out a rag doll from her arms, shook it, and asked softly.

A puff of smoke rises from the doll, writhing and changing, condensing into a floating ghost. The self-proclaimed "Rod Stanley" Yin Spirit pondered for a moment, then bowed down and replied,

"There should be, but the specific spell, the villain is not clear. ”

"What's the difference between your answer and not saying that," Afra snorted dissatisfied, "but you said it yourself that day, and you know a lot about necromancy, so I left you behind." ”

"Master, don't worry-" Rod scolded in his heart, but on the surface, he had to make a respectful appearance, he just wanted to defend a few words, suddenly realized, hurriedly twisted his body, got into the puppet again, and reminded in a low voice, "Be careful, someone is coming." (To be continued......)

PS: (Sorry, force majeure factors, two more per day in the future.) Never break your word!!)