Fang Zhu's method is to find Seschel first.

The mansion of the old patriarch of the Swearing Guardian clan is located in a simple manor.

In fact, not only this manor, but also a large number of oath guards live in the entire neighborhood outside. Most of the servants, guards and even the gatekeepers outside are the same. Most of them are the second or third generations who grew up in the past twenty years, and the rest are the older generation who moved to Istaniya more than thirty years ago.

It is probably because of Seishel that these oath keepers have a good attitude towards him, but the older generation is more friendly, while the new generation is more indifferent. But overall, they are still friendly.

"You want to meet the Earl of Nurman?"

The old man asked the first sentence after hearing Fang Ling's description of the purpose of his visit.

Fang Zhu nodded.

Silmide's previous words helped him clarify his clues - instead of making random guesses, he might as well take the initiative to attack and ask Ye Hua what the Southern Alliance is planning to do. Although the communication has not been restored, since Ye Hua is in alliance with the Earl of Nurman, maybe this Governor Beiyin will have a way to contact the former.

Not long after the celebration, Count Nurman seemed to be staying in the capital for a while. However, he didn't know where the Governor Bein lived, so he had to turn to his only acquaintance in Questak - the old patriarch of the Swearing Clan - as for the other two, one was Alef and the other was His Highness the Great Princess.

The former cannot leave Kasan Palace easily after the celebration, after all, it is the future crown prince; and the latter will not help him meet the governor.

Seschel pondered for a moment, then understood what he meant, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll find someone to take you there."

‘’

But Fang Yu did not intend to leave directly, and asked, "Speaking of the clan leader, what do you think about this?"

The old man faced this question and thought for a while before answering: "The oath-keeping clan did not participate in it because of his special identity. However, we are considered a feud with people like Seneman. Your Majesty's intention is to restrict this person. I think since he clearly understands this, he may still have a clear understanding in his heart-"

"But they are cultists after all..."

"I understand what you mean."

Seishel leaned forward slightly, stretched out his hands, and gently pressed his shoulder: "Ed, you are the person chosen by Mazak. We are allies in fighting against the dark believers. But His Majesty is different. He has his own ideas. At the same time, the oath-keeping clan is also a subject of Istaniya. Do you understand?"

Fang Yu was slightly stunned and nodded slightly.

It seems that the old patriarch has limited influence on Babaltan.

Or the King of Sands had a considerable determination, and even reached the point of perseverance, thinking about it, the other party even put his beloved eldest daughter under house arrest.

But what exactly caused this king to do this? Fang Rong thought about the reason for everything, and he might have to look for it from the attack ten years ago. However, this is not the focus of his concern at the moment. He still has to find the people from the Southern Alliance first, and the other party is the person who is most likely to reveal the information behind him.

Seishel found a young man, borrowed another carriage for them, and sent them to find Nurman.

...

According to Seschel, Earl Numan is located in a noble area northwest of Questak. It is actually a quiet villa. In the courtyard of the villa, Fang Zhu once again met the earl's daughter, Ravalie Eagle Eimer Ibn.

The other party was holding a scissor in his hand and was pruning branches behind a cluster of desert rose bushes. When he looked up and saw him, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his water-blue eyes. "Why are you again?" Lavalli looked at him coldly and asked coldly: "What are you doing here? How do you know my father is here?"

Fang Yu could only smile bitterly at the other party's cold tone - and explained his purpose.

"See my father?"

Lavalli looked at him with some suspicion.

She tinkered with her golden curly hair slightly, pondered for a moment, but finally nodded.

It was not because she was very kind, but because Earl Nurman specifically mentioned to her that among the few guests she wanted to meet, there was the young man in front of her. Although she didn't understand what his father was interested in the other party, she couldn't help but think about what happened at the celebration that night.

Even His Majesty looked at this guy differently. How could he be the first to be blessed? When she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel even more bored. She frowned and said coldly:

"Come with me, remember not to look around."

Fang Yu hurriedly followed without saying a word.

Of course he realized that the Earl's daughter was quite disliked by him.

But it is understandable, if he was, he would be the same.

The two walked through the quiet courtyard, green bushes, and brightly colored desert rose walls. The young men from the Swearing Guardians who sent him did not keep up, but stayed outside the garden, guarding the carriage there.

Fang Yu glanced outside and suddenly said, "Miss Lavalli, I want to ask you to do a favor..."

The Count's daughter suddenly turned around and stared at him with her eyes: "What did you say?"

"I want to ask you for a favor."

Lavalli almost laughed angry and sneered: "Do you think it's possible?"

Fang Ling ignored her sarcasm. "I would like to ask you for help to ask the Count to search for the coast in the Antuo area. Miss Afifa is still on the 'Dawude', I guess he will agree."

Lavalli looked at him for a while.

Finally, she asked in a deep voice: "...so Miss Jita is on there too, right?"

Fang Yu nodded, feeling a little funny. Since he made this request, he was sure that the other party would agree.

The Count's daughter gritted her teeth and looked at him.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After a while, she replied word by word: "I will consider it."

If he could kill someone with his eyes, Fang Rong felt that he had been dead more than ten times. However, he would not care so much when he achieved his goal. With Governor Bein intervening, it would be much easier to find the "Dawud" - he believed that the Count would definitely do his best.

...

This place has done Lavalli, and when he saw Nurman again, Fang Yu never mentioned this matter.

He met the Earl again in a small reception room - seriously, it was the third time. The reception room had a huge window, wooden lattices, dark green curtains, and an acacia tree outside. It had grown for many years, and the lush shade almost covered half of the garden.

The golden buds bloom in full bloom this season, like pom pom, rustling when the wind blows. Such species are not common in the desert, but the common trees in Nognes were probably transplanted from Kaurin-Ishurien.

The count put down the teacup in his hand, not very surprised that he came back again.

He spoke lightly, "So what's the point of Mr. Ed?"

Fang Yu straightened the point and said straight to the point: "I want to find someone, Lord Earl, the former president of the Southern Alliance, Ye Hua. I think they should be in Istaniya at this moment, and Lord Earl should know him."

Nurman was slightly stunned when he heard this and looked at him with surprise. But he didn't deny it directly, thought for a while and replied, "Why do you think so?"

"I actually met him in Bein."

Fang Yu lie. He actually only heard the sound, of course, it was almost the same in essence - but the other party might know his existence, otherwise he would not have saved him when breaking through.

When talking about Bein, Lavalli sneered slightly not far away.

The Count turned around and looked at his daughter, but the latter stopped talking.

After hearing Fang Ling's answer, Nurman nodded slightly, and replied for a moment of silence: "Do you know him?"

Fang Zhu nodded.

"Can you ask why you are looking for him?" Nurman asked lightly: "They are my guests."

Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and thought that it was true.

He said, "Sir Earl, I have some things to find them... I am also an old acquaintance with the people from the Southern Alliance. I believe that the Count should know my experience in the Southern Alliance - I have certain contacts with the Southern Alliance, the Elfindo Council and the Rose Workshop. It is only because of the interruption of communication that I have to ask you to recommend it."

Nurman pondered for a moment.

But in the end, he nodded slightly.

"All right."

"If they agree."

Only after hearing this sentence did Fang Yu completely relieve herself.

Because he had a premonition that the Ranger King would definitely agree to meet him.

...

In front of me is an endless sea of ​​sand.

Jita had never seen the sea of ​​sand. When the Seven Seas Brigade headed south from Idus, she and others had already become familiar with the endless scenes of the sand dune.

But they still underestimated this desert - the area of ​​Istaniya is about half the North African desert. The road from Idos to the south, passing through Dragon Town and Tansnier is actually an ancient business road. The so-called business road is the road opened by predecessors. Although it is desolate, it is not a forbidden area for life.

The oasis scattered along the way and the desert villages and towns form an intermittent lifeline. Although with the decline of Idus, this ancient business road is no longer as grand as it used to be, at least it still maintains a little "decent".

And elsewhere, Istani is really a land buried by gravel.

The scholar sat on the wreckage of the Dawud, staring blankly at the endless sea of ​​sand. There were a few books beside her. The hot wind in the desert made the pages rustle - these books were the last supplies she rescued from the ship, but they were useless at this time.

Not far away is the swordsman's summoner from Luo Hao and Lu Fu's Shield, which seems to be called ZXC or something - and the little fat man. One of the remaining two people died when they crashed, and I don't know where they were resurrected at this moment. However, this person has now become their only hope.

Luo Hao and the others seemed to hope that the person could bring people from the nearby temple to rescue them.

But the problem is that they don’t know how far the nearest temple of Resurrection is, and if it is hundreds of kilometers away, the hope of rescue will be quite slim.

Several people looked a little unkempt and were tinkering with something next to a wind element detector. Although Jita couldn't see her, she believed that she was the same - because the water resources on the boat were almost exhausted. Fortunately, she was close to the sea of ​​clouds and there was fishing gear on the boat - otherwise they had been out of cooking for several days.

But even so, the food source is not stable, and almost everyone is hungry and full.

Jita looked at that direction quietly. She had always been well-behaved. Although she knew that they might die in this place, there was actually not much ripples in her heart.

I heard from the box that they planned to repair the typhoon element detector - the thing can be used as a communication amplifier in turn. But what's the use of this when communication is interrupted? It's just a last choice in desperation. There was a rustling sound from behind, and Afeifa walked up from the bottom cabin with sleepy eyes - the image of this secret warlock was still relatively decent.

But he was also covered in dust.

"Jita, aren't you sleeping?" She asked unexpectedly when she saw the lady of a naturalist.

Jita shook her head.

Afifa watched from a distance as the men below tinkered with their only hope of rescue.

She looked at it for a while and suddenly asked, "Where is Jita from?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Jita turned around and looked at her. "Earth."

"I know this," Afifa asked again, "There are many countries on the earth, right?"

"China."

"China?"

Jita thought for a moment and said, "It's a country about the same size as Kaurin-Ishurien."

"That's really amazing. Kaurin-Ishurien is already very big."

Jita thought that was indeed the case.

"Jita, can you tell me about your leader?"

Jita looked at her in surprise: "Did you know the leader before?"

Afifa was a little embarrassed: "I have seen him from your 'video', and your battle in Varik, Jita...I know you too."

"video?"

"I, I have a natural dragon soul. Lord Ebenny gave me your 'account', so I can..."

"Are you an Air Knight?" Jita reacted.

However, the so-called "account" is actually not worth anything.

Since the system of the caller comes from the Dragon Knight system, the latter's artificial dragon soul itself is a derivative of the natural dragon soul, it is understandable that the Sky Knight's "system" can also be logged into the "super Ethernet network" of the caller - part of the virtual network built by Aitalia.

Afeifa nodded.

Ji Ta looked at the girl, the owner of the natural dragon soul, which can be said to be the one who is favored by God. Unexpectedly, the girl who looks ordinary in front of her was actually the Knight of Sky. She thought for a moment and was about to speak.

But it was at this moment that a burst of exclamations came from afar.

Both of them looked in that direction, and Jita heard a strange rustling sound from her arms at this time - to be precise, it was from a pendant hanging on her collar. She widened her eyes, looked at the pendant in surprise, and then picked it up almost tremblingly.

It was a dark and somewhat secluded crystal.

It is her communication crystal.

At that moment, only one thought flashed through her mind:

Communications have been restored—

...

The middle-aged alchemist hurriedly walked through a cluster of plain flowers, and the white bouquet was blooming in full bloom, like a piece of white snow in the courtyard. But Achilles was focused and only walked quickly through the courtyard, through the corridor, and into the palace not far away.

There, the eldest princess was waiting for his reply. When she saw Achilles return, she didn't say much and only took the letter from the other party. But before she could open the letter, Achilles spoke, "He is going to meet Nurman."

The princess looked up, looked at the other party, and nodded silently, indicating that she had already known it. "It's not surprising," she replied softly: "I heard about what happened at the celebration. My father showed kindness to him, and he would definitely be confused about it. But I was a little surprised that Nurman and his usual behavior was not like this..."

"Maybe it's related to his identity," Achilles replied. "I found out that Mr. Ed looked more than just an adventurer."

"What's wrong?"

"He seems to be from a little origin in Cowlin-Ishurien, and I heard that he has some relationship with the Elfindo Parliament and the Lizards."

The princess was slightly stunned. After opening the letter paper, she stopped pulling out the letter paper. She couldn't help but smile: "It seems that the person we are looking for is indeed more powerful than I imagined. So Achilles, do you think he is still reliable?"

"It doesn't mean anything to see Nurman," Achilles replied, "Mr. Ed should be quite reliable."

"But we still have to prepare for both."

The latter nodded slightly.

The princess then opened the letter and glanced at the contents on it.

But in an instant, her face turned white, her body shook for a moment, and she could hardly stand firm.

She almost snapped the letter to the short table with a 'bang' and said tremblingly: "This is absolutely impossible!" The next moment, the princess's voice became full of anger: "Who sent the letter to this, Achilles!?"

Achilles was slightly stunned.

Then he looked at the princess in silence.
Chapter completed!