Sylvide replied with a smile: "I solved some things and got into a little trouble, as you can see..."
"Something?" Fang looked suspicious.
Sylvide stretched out her white hand to him: "Come up first, those people will come in later." Fang hesitated for a moment, then grabbed her hand, and he felt nothing but softness at the beginning.
bone.
But her strength was actually quite strong. She pulled him up with one hand and Fang stood still. The two of them were almost touching each other. There was a faint fragrance lingering on his nose, which seemed to be the perfume coming from Sylvide.
taste.
The smell was like laurel, with a subtle fragrance, and Fang sniffed subconsciously. Sylvester bit her lip and smiled, looking at this puppy-like guy, and asked with a little disgust: "Does it smell good?"
Fang nodded honestly: "Miss Sylvide, the smell of your perfume is so unique."
Sylvide looked at him with a slight blush, smiled and said in his ear: "But I don't use perfume."
Fang opened his mouth wide, then realized that what he smelled was actually Sylwede's body fragrance. His face became redder and redder, until it burned to the tips of his ears.
"Well, I..."
"Shh." Sylvide's eyes were very bright and calm. She covered his mouth with her hand and whispered: "They are coming."
There was a burst of messy footsteps outside.
Fang used the corner of his eye to see outside the ruins, a group of Dragon Worshipers, attracted by the previous gunfire, approaching in this direction.
There are also many selectors from the Dragon Fire Guild mixed in among these people. They are red and black in color, clearly distinguishable from each other. In Fang's eyes, the fact that the two are colluding together is confirmed. The Dragon Fire Guild even follows
Behind the Dragon Worshipers, it proves that these people may not only be employed by the latter.
But now is not the time to think about this.
He hurriedly opened Sylvide's hand, took a breath and said anxiously: "I saw from the clockwork goblins earlier that they surrounded this place from all directions. These people have discovered you a long time ago. Are you hiding here?"
use."
"But I can't escape now." Sylvide blinked and asked slyly: "Is there any good idea, captain?"
Fang also frowned. He had always found a lot of solutions, but he couldn't find any clues in the current situation.
Finally, he thought for a while before saying: "How about we break out separately, and I will use the clockwork fairy to attract the attention of these people. You can take the opportunity to leave this place first."
Sylvester took a step back slightly. There was a smile of unknown meaning in her eyes as clear as the shallow sea, as if she wanted to see through his mind.
Fang also looked at her doubtfully, not understanding the meaning of the noble girl's look.
"Captain, is there anything you want to tell me?"
"ah?"
Sylvide smiled softly, shook her head, and gently moved her light blond hair: "Oh, it's nothing."
She looked outside with a smile, but actually she was quietly looking at Fang from the corner of her eye.
The latter was also looking at the Dragon Worshipers, frowning somewhat seriously. Fang actually had the kind of temperament that didn't know fear. No matter how slim the hope was and how critical the situation was, what he always considered in his heart was the chance of success.
It was an expression that was always sure of itself. Even if the brows were slightly frowned, they would never be twisted together. Sylvester found that she really liked seeing the other person's expression like this, as if she could never tire of it, it would make people addicted to it.
.
However, she prefers to see the other person's eyes widening in surprise.
So she smiled narrowly and shook her head.
"What, doesn't it work?"
"It's just that I still have some luggage. Taking them with me may hinder the captain. Those things are not small. How about the captain think of a solution?"
Fang was stunned for a moment, then he looked back following her gaze, and then he saw the calligraphy, paintings and antiques that the noble lady had brought out from the illusion, piled on the charred floor in another room.
He opened his mouth wide in surprise and looked at Sylvester in disbelief: "You have been carrying these with you before!?"
Sylvester looked at his expression with great admiration, couldn't help but chuckle and nodded.
"But but..." Fang Tou was about to explode. In his opinion, the other party was not so ignorant of the importance. How could he make such a low-level mistake? At this time, are you still thinking about these things?
Or are those things really that important? But according to the other party, it was just a transaction of tens of thousands of lisels.
"We can't take these things with us now." Fang shook his head and said without refusal: "Hide them here, maybe there will be a chance to get them back later."
"That's not possible. Dragon worshipers will recognize the value of these things," Sylvide blinked: "That's our ship, captain."
"I know," but Fang didn't mean to give in. He frowned and said in a serious tone, "But now is not the time to think about this, Miss Sylvide. No matter how important the ship is, it is not as important as the safety of other people."
Sylvester took a step back, covered her mouth with her hands, and looked at him with tears in her eyes.
"You, you promised me, Captain"
Fang opened his mouth wide and didn't know what to say for a moment. He was not afraid of anything. What was scary was the girl crying.
Especially for such a soft and beautiful woman, her pitiful eyes seemed to be able to speak, and her pear blossoms were like rain, which almost reminded him of the time he made his cousin cry in anger.
He couldn't help but panic for a moment, and said hurriedly: "I, I didn't mean that, Miss Sylvide, I meant that the ship has plenty of opportunities, there is no need to dwell on these things."
Poof
Seeing his clumsy look, Sylvester couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
Fang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, and saw that the noble girl looked like she was wearing flowers. She was clearly standing there, looking at him with a narrow smile in her eyes.
"Miss Sylvide...?"
"Don't worry, captain, I actually lured these people here."
"ha?"
Sylvide raised her finger and made a small gesture to him.
Only then did Fang notice that the maid who had always been with him had gone somewhere. He turned around and looked around, but found no sign of Siesta.
"before that"
Fang suddenly stopped talking. He looked at Sylvester's bright eyes looking at him, and he still didn't understand that he had been deceived by this young lady again.
He fell silent and looked outside.
Outside the ruins, the Dragon Worshipers were getting closer and closer. They were only a dozen meters away, and the sound of conversation could even be heard faintly. But Fang calmed down inside and was slightly angry.
He doesn't care much about this, but he doesn't want anyone to think of him as a fool, especially among members of the team. Sometimes frankness is more important than everyone's own thoughts.
He felt that he respected the other person's privacy enough, but the noble lady took this as a joke. Although there was nothing wrong with it, it made him feel a little uncomfortable.
He closed his mouth and stopped talking.
However, Sylvide faintly noticed something. She glanced at Fang with some concern and asked in a low voice: "Are you angry?"
"No."
"I'm sorry."
Fang was stunned for a moment, then turned back to look at her in surprise.
Sylvester blinked apologetically: "I went too far with my joke, because the captain's angry look is very interesting and makes people unable to help themselves."
Fang's face turned red, and he felt like his little thoughts had been caught: "No, I'm just"
"I understand." The noble girl whispered: "When the appropriate time comes, I will say something frankly to the captain, but give me some time, okay? I promise, I am sincere to this team."
Fang looked at her, sighed, and nodded slightly.
"This team is very important to me, Miss Sylvide," he said softly: "I may not have much experience, but I will try my best, but if someone wants to sabotage it, I will not let it go.
That person’s.”
Sylvester looked at him and shook her head slightly.
"What's wrong?" Fang was a little confused.
"It's nothing, it's just that the captain reminds me of someone."
"one person?"
"A person I hate very much, but also admire very much."
Sylvester looked quietly into the distance, her tone a little solemn.
The two of them were very close to each other.
Fang seemed to be able to feel the orchid breath she was exhaling.
But the noble girl didn't seem to intend to continue on this topic, so she stopped talking. Fang had no intention of pursuing the question, because the following dragon worshipers had already pushed the door open and entered.
Fang subconsciously raised the control glove in his hand, but Sylvide suddenly stretched out her hand, held his hand, and gently shook her head at him.
"wait"
She mouthed it.
"What are you waiting for?" Fang asked similarly.
"Watch."
Sylvide looked towards the street outside.
Fang also looked in that direction. Suddenly, he saw a member of the Dragon Fire Guild tilting his head and falling down.
He was startled and saw clearly that it was an arrow.
The unique feathered arrows of elves.
Falling like raindrops.
They didn't know which direction they were shooting from, and there seemed to be shooters from all directions. The Dragon Worshipers and the Dragon Fire Guild didn't expect that there would be an ambush in this place, and they all fell down with arrows at the first moment.
Some screamed angrily and drew their weapons, some ran away with fear on their faces, some hid, and some sought cover, but to no avail.
Those elusive arrows seemed to have eyes, finding every cultist one by one, and sending them to meet the saints in the darkness with one arrow per person.
Fang saw the Dragon Worshipers who came in panicking and hiding behind the wall, but arrows broke through the window from another direction and penetrated into the throats of these people.
Their eyes widened, they made gurgling sounds, their faces turned pale and they slid to the ground against the wall. They tilted their heads and died.
And those silent arrows have already guided Fang to find their owner.
Lin Yuzhe
A special branch of elven archers.
"Dawn Guard, Elf Archer!" The remaining Dragon Worshipers outside were roaring hysterically: "It's you again, why are you here!?"
But the answer to him was just the sound of a string.
Fang Yuanyuan heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
He had actually guessed who the visitor was, but he still turned to look at Sylvester. The noble girl smiled apologetically at him: "I told you, captain, we have solved some things before. You
I didn’t listen carefully.”
What did Fang Zheng want to say?
The door below has been opened again, and a beautiful and generous elf lady walked out from behind. She has a very different kind of beauty from Attila. Her hair is naturally curly, shining with platinum luster, and she is confident.
Full of elegance and elegance.
That is the unique temperament of the Equin elf.
Princess Brianne raised her head, smiled and said to the two people hiding upstairs: "How long will you two little people hide? Even the treetops will hear your whispers. How about I give you a little more?"
time?"
"No, there is nothing more that needs to be said," Sylvide stood up with a smile in her eyes and patted her skirt without embarrassment: "What's wrong, Her Royal Highness does not dare to deal with Sir Roban, but she
To restrain others?"
Brianne glanced at her: "It's really annoying. Your family is full of guys like this who can't talk, so they cause trouble everywhere."
"There's nothing you can do, sister Brianne," Sylvester couldn't help but smile: "But I'm also proud of such a bloodline."
"Come down, little girl." Brianne also laughed. She put away her silver long bow and stretched out her hand: "The enemies outside have been cleared away. It's really amazing. There are several named guys.
"
She looked at Fang carefully: "He is a core member of the Dragon Cult. I heard Sylvide say that you dealt with these people. I still don't believe that Roban was much older than you when he was as powerful as you.
Already."
Fang looked at Brianne in surprise. He had known that the Elf Guards were coming outside, but he didn't expect Brianne to come here in person.
That was the eldest daughter of the Elf King Aquin, the hero of the Battle of Bain.
He couldn't help but feel flattered for a moment: "Bu, Princess Brianne, why are you here?"
"I just asked Sylvide to help me with some things, so I came to take a look. Besides, the seventh day has passed, and my sailors and captain can't wait for you," Brianne winked and smiled:
"I was afraid that you might have kidnapped that man's little girl, so I hurried over to see what happened."
Fang's face turned red and he said, "It's already the seventh day?"
"We stayed in the fantasy land for two days and two nights, captain," Sylvester whispered to him: "I forgot to tell you earlier that Her Majesty Brianne's fleet arrived on the afternoon of the sixth day, and they have been waiting there.
Because we didn’t wait for anyone, we sent someone to report to Her Highness the Princess.”
"I'm sorry, um..." Fang didn't expect that he had broken the contract, missed the time, and asked the dignified Princess Brianne to come in person to check what was wrong. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel very sorry.
"It's nothing," Brianne shook her head: "I heard what Sylvide said, you have done a big thing, Nicol Bolas's power has been lingering outside our sight, a hundred years ago
No one wants the incident to happen again. But I didn’t expect that it was solved perfectly by you in the end.”
"You know, Ed, the Craftsmen's Federation has planned to reward you heavily," Princess Brianne winked at him playfully: "It's not the Craftsmen's Federation of Elpaxin, but the Corinthians
Li'an Alchemist General Guild, that will be an honor comparable to this achievement."
Although Fang didn't think he had completely solved Nicol Bolas's problem, he was still very surprised when he heard this: "The General Guild also knows?"
"Don't you know?" Brianne asked: "Such a big thing happened in Dolifen back then. How could the kingdom completely ignore it?" In fact, people have always been arranged to monitor here. This time it was just because of Ai
Erpaxin had some 'little things' that allowed the Dragon Worshipers to take advantage of it."
Fang couldn't help but feel his scalp numb when he heard Elpaxin's 'little thing'. Others didn't know, but Princess Brianne knew best what this so-called 'little thing' was.
As expected, she gave the other party a mysterious smile: "Don't worry, it's not your fault. Besides, Mr. Dickert has also praised you very much."
"Mr. Dict?" Fang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "He, he is Elpaxin's supervisor in Dolifen?"
"Otherwise, what do you think?" Brianne asked back: "No one is more qualified than Mr. Dict and has the desire to protect this place. Guess what he said about you? Ed?"
Fang was still at a loss. He looked at the elf princess and shook his head.
"He said."
"You may become the great alchemist of the future Corin Ithurion."
