"Who is she?" Archon Dulon's voice was as cold as ice, lingering quietly over the square.
Duke Mordekaiser was wearing a thick fur shawl and holding a holy sword in his hand. He stood in the cold wind and frowned slightly. When the members of Ember Song began to doubt each other, he knew it was the other party.
He was no stranger to the good shows arranged by his own hands and the power tactics of the palace, but it was still doubtful what the black-clad prime minister in the Kaolin Palace wanted to do.
The phoenix emblem on the top of the city of Duron was as weather-beaten as the sword in his hand. Duke Mordekaiser was extremely calm and said nothing, watching with cold eyes.
The Duron Archon stood upright, with a hint of contempt uncontrollably in his eyes. Fang Plover was in a direction where he could clearly see his expression, and an ominous premonition suddenly flashed through his heart.
It was like a bolt of lightning struck in his mind, cutting through the vast darkness, allowing him to grasp the only answer at once. He subconsciously took a step back, turned around, and met Sylvester's eyes, "Yes..."
The answer was also written in Sylvester's eyes.
"Shhh"
A voice came from behind the two of them.
Fang Yu suddenly woke up. When he turned around, he realized that it was the person from before. He looked calm and just raised his index finger at them and shook his head. This person had been eavesdropping? Fang Yu was shocked. What surprised him was that he didn't listen at all.
Without realizing it, his clockwork fairy was clearly nearby.
He closed his mouth vigilantly, clenched the metal glove of his right hand slightly, and only frowned at this person.
But the man's attention was not on them. He looked past them and towards the center of the square. The boy from Ember Song was stammering the answer:
"She...she said her name was Fios..."
There seemed to be a layer of ice on the square. The temperature dropped sharply below zero at night. Even the torches seemed to be frozen. There was a gentle sound of breathing everywhere.
"Could it be that……"
"Wait a minute, how could Miss Fios do such a thing?"
"Is this slander?"
"These Yankees have no good intentions."
"I heard that the new king, Mr. Consul..."
"Keep your voice down."
When this name was spoken, the citizens had completely different reactions. Whispers and uneasy glances all focused on the Archon, like an undercurrent surging in private.
The young man suddenly screamed, and blood appeared on his head. A stone thrown from nowhere hit his forehead. There was a commotion among the city guards, but looking back, they could only see a dark and silent crowd.
No one knows who did it.
"Miss Fios is a good person!"
"Cut your tricks, Yankees!"
"Get back!"
Someone shouted from the crowd.
At that moment, the helpless members of Ember Song understood what was happening.
They turned around and looked at the traitor among them with contempt. At that moment, the city guards suddenly realized something was wrong and screamed: "What do you want to do!?"
But they are destined to only catch air.
One after another, white lights rose from the square, no more, no less, exactly thirteen. When the last person turned into a point of light, only one sentence was left: "Lloyd, you wait."
The young man suddenly shuddered.
At some point, there were more and more people in the square.
Du Lun Archon frowned and turned back to look at his target. He was a short young man who was looking away from the Phoenix Soul. His dark eyes seemed to be reflecting a layer of golden light.
Facing his gaze, the young man only responded calmly.
Looking at those dark eyes, he actually shuddered. But he was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, thinking that no wonder people said this guy was a freak.
He calmed down for a moment before looking at the Duke on the side.
"I don't know what the habits of you northerners are," Duke Mordekaiser looked at the young man indifferently and said, "But in the south, we will punish the traitors first."
It was not difficult for the Duron Consul to hear the sarcasm in the other party's mouth. He snorted and only replied: "That is not important, Your Majesty the Duke. What is important is the truth or falsehood."
"I think this is what Your Majesty means..."
The prince remained silent.
The phoenix on the statue lowered its head and nodded gently.
In the cold wind, people's eyes were a little weird, and they felt a serious sense of betrayal in their hearts, as if what they insisted on and believed in had betrayed them at this moment.
Those are symbols of the South, but how could they side with those nasty Yankees?
They had no personal feelings for the Chosen One, and when they judged the Song of Ashes, they were not so disbelieving. But at this moment, the other party's spearhead pointed south, and they realized that they had lost a reliable ally.
This time, the selectors in the square seemed to have chosen neutrality.
But beneath the calm, there is an undercurrent lurking.
Although the Duke's second son was not respected, Fios had a good reputation in the city. She often helped people outside, and many people recognized this kind girl.
The Duron Archon made eye contact with Duke Mordekaiser, then turned around and said, "What are her characteristics and what does she look like?"
There was silence in the square.
Fang Yu seemed to want to take a step forward, but Sylvide held him back. "There is a conspiracy here, Sylvide." Fang Yu's tone was filled with anger. What he was angry about was this despicable betrayal.
Blind means on the side of the prime minister.
From the lost and reappeared Rochler, he smelled the atmosphere of conspiracy. The people from the Shadow Throne were still in the square, taking time to relax, as if they were the victorious party.
But behind that is the shadow of Dragon Fire Guild and Dragon Worship Cult.
No matter how he learns to be mature and steady, that belief still flows in his bones. Even in the eyes of Miss Scarpet, he will always be the big boy who dares to give Qin the middle finger.
Although it is clumsy, what I yearn for in my heart is indelible.
But the ship officer lady looked at him and shook her head slightly. Impulsiveness could not solve the problem. She was more like a calm hunter than Fang Plover.
"Don't forget the ban from the Super Competitive League, Captain."
Fang Yu couldn't help but clenched his fist.
The young man from the Song of Ashes answered tremblingly at this moment: "...she often wears a black trench coat when she sees us. She is not tall and has an outstanding appearance." He knew that he had no way out, so he closed his eyes.
Eyes wander all the way to darkness.
He thought that as long as he did not violate the "Stargate Declaration", the Prime Minister would always be able to protect him. In addition to the benefits promised to him by those people, he would still have a long time in Etalia.
The consul asked again: "What kind of black windbreaker is it?"
"...I'm not sure," the young man pretended to recall, but was actually reciting his own lines: "But it's definitely not affordable for ordinary people, and by the way... there's a brooch on it..."
"What kind of brooch."
"It seems to be a book."
People couldn't help but be speechless.
A series of eyes are looking towards the high platform.
People looked at the quiet young man behind the Duke. It was a natural history medal. Only the unpopular youngest son of the Duke had one in the entire Phoenix family, and even in the whole of Duron.
He has a very good relationship with Phios, and Phios has always liked to wear her master's badge, which is like an honor and something everyone knows.
The other party acted independently and was very close to the chosen one. People couldn't help but be shaken for a moment. In their minds, Miss Fios might not do these things.
But the latter is not necessarily the case.
The consul then turned around and his eyes fell on the young man. "Mr. Enan Mordekaiser," he asked calmly: "Don't you want to say something?"
"say what?"
"well known"
Enan interrupted him calmly: "It's just a one-sided statement."
The Archon was not angry but smiled: "One-sided statement? But that is your family's phoenix, it is a symbol of justice."
Enan calmly corrected him: "You are wrong, Mr. Archon, that is the holy sword that belongs to the Southern Territory, not my family."
He paused again: "But it's just a sword. Mr. Archon, I have never heard of such a hasty trial? What do you want to judge based on the opinion of a sword?"
For the first time, the governor of Duron felt a little surprised.
He did not expect that a member of the Phoenix family would treat the Phoenix Holy Sword in this way. It is no wonder that this person is not popular with the Duke. It would be difficult for him to accept it.
"Enan." The Duke frowned and whispered.
The young man only glanced at his father, and the Duke looked at him with obvious suspicion.
He sighed and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
The consul was also looking at the two people. The situation he imagined did not appear. He thought that the young man would be panicked, but the old man's reaction was not what he expected.
Fortunately, this is just the beginning.
"I haven't said anything yet, Mr. Aynan," replied the consul, "but I do have some evidence here that I need you to explain."
He turned back and looked at an old man in the square.
When the young man saw this scene, he frowned slightly. "Mr. Palomo," the consul said, "it's your turn. Let me tell you about your experience."
The old man glanced at Enan Mordekaiser timidly.
When Fang Plover saw this scene from a distance, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly understood something.
The consul then turned around and faced the two of them with a cold smile: "The July riots happened not long ago. Of course, after that, the Xilin-Sibika family had abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side. But the mastermind behind it, Xilin-Sibika
Earl Ka has a daughter. Not long ago, this lady escaped from the scope of our surveillance."
"We and the Holy Chosen Super Competition Alliance both have definite evidence that proves that this young lady has been hiding in Du Lun for a period of time, and recently, we caught one of the persons in charge of this case."
He looked at the Duke and answered word by word: "Your Excellency, the Duke should have heard about this matter?"
"I did hear that you couldn't even catch a little girl," the Duke replied expressionlessly: "If I remember correctly, I finally let her escape."
The consul's face darkened.
He took a breath and smiled again: "That's not important. What's important is that we have another clue."
He raised his voice a little: "This time, we only ask the parties involved. So Mr. Palomo, who gave the order to your master, Ms. Miranda?"
"It's Miss Fios, sir," the old man replied stammeringly: "It was Miss Fios who brought those people to our hotel..."
"Do you have evidence?"
"I do. I have secretly hidden some letters from Miss Fios and Ms. Miranda, which can prove their relationship."
The citizens were already in an uproar.
But the consul ignored these people and only turned around: "Mr. Ainan?"
Ainan looked calm, as if he was not involved: "Please tell me."
"How are you going to explain this time?"
"Explain what?"
"Are you not involved in this matter?"
Ainan said nothing, silent for the first time.
The consul raised his head, looked toward the square, and replied as if absentmindedly:
"Of course, I know very well that Mr. Enan Mordekaiser sympathizes with Miss Delis because of his biological mother; in fact, the queen was also born in the Silin-Spica family, and there are always these inextricable connections between nobles.
"Contact"
He turned back: "I also know that the Duke is loyal to the royal family, and Mr. Enan will definitely not stand against the king. It's just that times have changed after all, and there will always be people with ulterior motives behind this time..."
The Archon realized that he had said his words correctly, and he also saw the former master of the Phoenix City looking at his youngest son.
Then he asked:
"Mr. Enan, tell us the answer now before it's too late. You can actually follow the story of the Black Rose family."
"Imitate what?" Ainan replied calmly.
"That roster," the Archon said in precise words, "After the decision on the southern border, who organized everything in private? Which force did the Holy Chosen who escorted Delis out of the city that day belong to?"
"And who is the person who kidnapped Count Silin Spica from Vanrich?"
Enan shook his head: "I don't understand what you are talking about, Your Excellency."
The consul sneered: "You don't know, do you want to say that all this has nothing to do with you? This is just Miss Fios's actions?"
He turned around and waved.
Only then did Fang Yu see the city guards pushing a girl covered in blood out.
It's Phios.
It was the maid lady.
He simply couldn't believe that Miss Fios, whom he had just met during the day, would be like this now. She obviously burned the roster, so how could it fall into the other party's hands?
But his eyes suddenly fell on the people at the Shadow Throne on the other side of the square.
The cause and effect of the entire incident seemed to be drawing a clear outline in his mind.
Fios cut her hands behind her back and looked at her master with tears in her eyes. She looked pale and shook her head at the young man.
"Poor person," the consul sighed as he looked at the girl: "Now you have two choices, Mr. Enan. Tell those people or put all the blame on this poor lady and let her
I’ll bear everything for you.”
The young man seemed to have never heard of it.
He looked at his maid for a moment, with some apology in his eyes. Then he turned back and looked at Duke Mordekaiser, his biological father. The Duke's eyes fell darkly on him.
Not a word was spoken.
Ainan couldn't hide his disappointment, and then looked at the consul again: "Actually, I have a third choice."
The latter was slightly startled.
The young man looked calm: "What do you think the name Mordekaiser represents, Your Majesty the Archon? Although I cannot hold a sword, the blood of the people of the South still flows in my body."
He looked at the other party indifferently and only repeated what his father had said before: "I don't know the habits of you northerners, but in the south, traitors are the most despised."
"So please let Phios go. I am the mastermind behind this matter. How can someone with the surname Mordekaiser not have such a sense of responsibility? Put away your despicable thoughts. This is the structure of the Prime Minister's Party."
"
He said word for word: "My ancestors were knights, and I am the same."
Duke Mordekaiser was slightly moved.
The consul's face turned dark. Although the process was not much different from what he imagined, the result was completely different. He looked at the two of them, and outsiders said that this young man was independent and not like a member of the Phoenix family.
But at this moment, in his opinion, the other party was not much different from that damn old thing.
"A very touching speech," he sneered: "But do you understand what you are talking about, Mr. Enan Mordekaiser?"
But Enan did not look at him, nor at his father, Duke Mordekaiser, but only took a deep look at Phios. Perhaps the only regret in his heart was for this little maid.
He shouldn't have let her get involved. The young man looked at the city guards surrounding the square and took a decisive step forward.
But at this moment, a hand was blocked in front of him. Ainan raised his head and looked at the figure with some surprise. It was a young man, wearing robes and holding an elemental staff.
The other party seemed to take a step forward, and appeared between the two of them out of thin air, blocking him in front of the consul.
"Holy Chosen One, who are you?" The consul was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously.
But some low exclamations were heard in the square, because many people had recognized the young man's identity.
His name is resonance.
He was once the president of Ember Song.
Although this once was, it is not too far away.
Regarding the question of the gloomy man in front of him, Resonance only raised his head and glanced at the other person without speaking. But on the square, a voice had already answered the question. The voice was very calm, even a little gentle, but the words
Words powerfully:
"who are we?"
"Mr. Consul, aren't you looking for this answer?"
"Mr. Enan and Miss Fios just helped us a little, but they are not the masterminds. It's just the kindness in some people's hearts that some people are destined to not understand."
The buzzing discussion seemed unable to cover up this peaceful voice.
Everyone is looking for the source of this sound.
But only Fang Plover was the first to realize who was speaking. He turned around and looked behind him in great surprise. The man was placing the box behind him on the ground. The box opened automatically and a huge bow fell out of it.
And that huge metal-decorated magical bow fell steadily into the opponent's hand. Fang Plover didn't recognize the opponent's face, but he recognized the bow.
It has a name: Sileska, the Land of the Wind Saint.
That is the Bow of the Ten Kings.
The man took a step forward, passed him and Hilvid, raised the bow in his hand, drew the bow string, and said loudly:
"Who abducted Count Silin-Spica from Vanrich?"
"Who made the bet with me again?"
"I'll tell you the answer."
"BBK Alliance, why not let those behind you come out and take a step forward?"
He raised his head with a dull look in his eyes: "It seems that some people are pressing forward step by step, thinking that they can cover the sky with one hand. But unfortunately, the history of the Chosen One has never been a puppet at the mercy of others..."
Only then did people finally find the source of the sound.
The crowd separated. Among the people in the Shadow Throne on the other side of the square, Bai Xue was watching this scene in surprise. "Ye Hua, are you crazy!?" She shouted: "You want to defy the alliance and violate the Stargate Declaration.
"Act?"
The moment this name appeared.
The entire square was silent. In the southern region, people might not recognize the current president of the Alchemist Alliance.
But you must have heard of this legendary ranger.
But the man just smiled: "Bai Xue, you are wrong."
He shook his head slightly: "The Super Competitive Alliance does not represent the "Stargate Declaration". It cannot even represent the Free Chosen Ones."
He raised his bow and gently loosened the bow string: "I don't belong to any guild now, and in the "Stargate Declaration", does it stipulate what responsibilities the free electors have for the Super Competitive Alliance?"
He shook his head: "No."
He asked again: "So, in the Stargate Declaration, does it stipulate that free-chosen individuals cannot attack the Super Competitive Alliance?"
He still shook his head and asked himself: "Still not."
Xuebai opened his mouth wide. The birth of the Super Competitive Alliance had to come after the "Stargate Declaration", and how could there be such a stipulation on top of the Declaration. Although the alliance has become increasingly large, in the final analysis, it is just a business.
It’s just an organized organization.
It can represent many things.
But it doesn't restrict everything.
Guilds, groups, and even large and small organizations must bow to it. But free electors are always the beginning of history after the Star Gate.
Fang Yu stood aside and listened to the conversation. He clearly did not see the arrow on the bowstring in the hand of the King of Night, but when the bowstring vibrated, an invisible ripple swept over the square.
Its target is not the city guards on the stage.
It's the New Southern Alliance on the other side.
Everyone in the Shadow Throne seemed to have reacted, but it was already too late. There was a crack and all the elite members in the front row fell down.
In the cold night, the blood mist rose, as if it were a curtain, slowly opening.
As he watched this scene, his mind went blank for a moment. He had tried every means to deal with the Shadow Throne, but when the other party took action, it was so simple.
What's the point of the Dragon Fire Guild, the Dragon Worship Cult, and the Super Competitive Alliance? Just do it.
As long as all the people are dead, no conspiracy will be of any use.
What's even better is that the other party seems to be right.
There are no regulations that prohibit attacks against the Super Competitive League.
This obvious loophole had been artificially ignored. After decades, Stargate Port seemed to have no intention of making up for it. He suddenly realized the relationship between the two.
Yes, the Super Competitive Alliance can constrain guilds and groups.
But it cannot restrict free individuals.
The era opened by the "Stargate Declaration" has never changed.
The words of the other party only made his heart boil with excitement, and he couldn't help but glance at Sylvester and Sophie. Looking at his expression, they both knew what he was thinking.
The ship officer lady sighed and smiled: "What are you going to do, Captain?"
"The people from the Throne of Shadows are over there," Fang Yu said firmly, "Of course I have to catch them first!"
He couldn't help but look at the God of Darkness not far away, the Ten Kings of Rangers.
Ye Hua happened to turn around and looked at the young couple as well. Of course he still remembered Fang Plover and others, so he reminded them: "There's going to be chaos here, you should leave first and be careful."
But Fang Yu shook his head: "Master Ye Hua, let me help you."
"help me?"
Ye Hua was stunned for a moment and looked at him with a bit of surprise and amusement. It was obvious that Fang Pliance's level was not high: "Little guy, how are you going to help me?"
Without saying a word, Fang Yu untied his backpack and threw it on the ground. There was a crash. A bunch of clockwork goblins rolled out of it. He raised his head, looked at the other person, and replied:
“That’s how helpful”
He raised his right hand, and the metal glove shimmered faintly in the night.
Opening his five fingers, there was a soft buzzing sound, and more than a dozen clockwork fairies flapped their wings and flew up from the ground at the same time, like a golden cloud. Amid the surprised expressions of the other party, they scattered and flew up into the night sky.
