A buzzing sound penetrated Fang Plover's eardrums at this moment. He lowered his head and only saw the communication crystal on his gloves lighting up.
Luo Hao's anxious voice came from the communication channel: "Ed, they have detained Miss Sylvide."
Fang Yu pressed one hand on the communication crystal and was slightly startled. He raised his head and looked at the shining sword blades in the hands of the gray knights who gathered around him, and asked in a low voice: "What is going on?
, did they guess us?"
"No, but it is related to a prophecy in the temple. I want to ask Miss Sylvide to cooperate with their investigation."
"What, a prophecy?"
After Fang Yu was startled, he couldn't help but subconsciously closed his mouth, but while he remained silent, a deep light flashed in his heart.
He looked at the knight's helmets that were shaking around not far away from him, as if he had grasped a key factor. His heart was not angry but happy, and the corners of his mouth could not help but turn up slightly: "Then, wait for me."
"What?"
"When I come back, I have something to deal with here. Keep them here, and remember not to let them take Sylvide away."
"It turns out you are in trouble too."
Luo Hao smiled bitterly and sighed, but as for him, with Shesta here, how could these people take away the maid lady without convincing her?
However, he put down the big shield in his hand, walked a little clumsily to the stairs and looked down. He still nodded and only replied: "Okay, I understand."
Fang Yu closed the communication.
The gray knights had all flattened their long swords in their hands, and the cold sword tips were surrounding him. At this moment, a ringing voice came from under the helmet mask of the leading knight on the opposite side:
"Listen, put down your weapons and accept the guidance of the Storm Lord, and you may be able to obtain salvation——"
But Fang Yu looked at these people and did not immediately reach out for the information crystal on his chest. Instead, he silently took off his personal communication device from his gloves, then edited a message and clicked to send.
…
"Dear Sir."
The hall is as deep as an abyss. The faceless icon of Aidanlian, Lord of the Storm, stares indifferently at a stooped man on the ground. Purple curtains hang from the marble pillars, motionless except for a bunch of
Pale light hung down from the dome, reflecting in the center of the hall.
The latter was hunched over, almost bending his waist to the ground. He was looking flatteringly at the high-ranking knight in black and white uniforms in front of him, and kept rubbing his hands together: "I swear to the Lord of the Storm,
I will never dare to deceive you. Their camp is in the forest, it is absolutely true...and I have actually disliked that woman for a long time."
High-ranking knight Morfinn Gray Flame looked down at the ragged man, his burnt-yellow eyes flashing with a faint cold light. He said nothing, as if he was thinking about something. Until the other man showed a slight look of fear.
, he raised his pitch-black metal glove and stretched out a finger: "Whether you can dedicate your loyalty to the Lord of Storms and obtain salvation before the end of the world only depends on how pious your faith is -"
His voice had a rustling noise, like many insects crawling across his throat: "Go, remember what you said, and lead others to capture those criminals, my knights
I'm waiting for you outside the courtyard, you only have one chance, and you can only succeed."
"You will gain the favor of the Storm Lord, and the past events will be wiped out one by one. The great master has not yet healed the scars left by the shadow man," Morfein Gray Flame gently pressed his gloves on the man's shoulders.
The cold touch made the latter shudder, "Otherwise, the purple flames will only swallow everything about you and turn you into a demon in the abyss."
The man's face showed fear at first, but then he couldn't help but reveal an ecstatic look, as if he turned into the most fanatical believer in an instant, and said loudly: "Of course, I am willing to sacrifice everything for the Lord of the Storm."
He took two steps back in despair, as if he had lost all his strength. He crawled towards the temple gate and walked out.
Watching the opponent's figure disappear into the darkness, it took a while before Morfein-Grey Flame's scorched yellow eyes revealed a meaningful look under his cold metal mask. "Give everything," he sneered.
After a moment, he said, "That's a good statement."
Shortly after the man left, behind a row of pillars in the hall, several people wearing Silver Forest Spear uniforms walked out from there.
The leader, if Fang Plover were in this place, would definitely recognize him as the young man he had seen at the trial court two days ago.
"You see," Morfein Gray Flame turned around and said to the people of Silver Forest Spear, his voice seemed a little hoarse, "Their alliance is not worth mentioning at all. Those inactive people always only care about their own interests.
They are plotting against each other, as I said before, it will be easy to catch these bugs."
"——A bug is a bug, no matter how well you hide it, it is still a bug."
The young man shook his head and did not refute this sentence: "That is your own business - I am just here to remind you that there are some chosen people among those people. You can no longer deal with them without authorization like last time. They must be handed over to
us."
Morfein-Grey Flame turned back to look at these people and nodded.
But he was silent for a moment and then said: "But I have one more thing to inform you. We have decided to take that woman away."
"That woman?"
"The Witch of the Crow is the woman I mentioned to you before," Morfein Gray Flame replied word for word: "She is the favored one of the Gray Crow and one of the children of the Crow. The storm is coming.
, and the prophecies will be fulfilled one by one, and those that will not be fulfilled and those that have been realized will be presented to the world one by one. And we must eliminate all unstable factors before that..."
The young man was silent for a moment and then said: "Have you considered it? But to be honest, do you really want to fight with them? It's not that I don't believe your... prophecy, but I personally suggest that you think twice before you act."
Morfein-Grey Flame's eyes flashed with distrust: "I'm a little surprised at your hesitation. They are just a group of adventurers."
The young man shook his head: "But the chosen ones are different from the refugees who are at your mercy."
Morfein Gray Flame looked at them with some suspicion: "They are all the same in the eyes of the Storm Lord..." He paused, "But are you hiding something from me?"
The young man hesitated for a moment, but immediately shook his head: "That's not true, I just mean...be careful of offending those with real connections. There are many unstable factors among the selectors."
Morfein Gray Flame sneered and disagreed: "You think too highly of those people. The prophecy has already decreed that no one can defy the will of the Storm Lord. The Children of Crow must be controlled in our hands. In fact, in and
While you are saying these words, I have sent out the knights, maybe you will hear the news soon."
"Okay." Now that the words had come to this point, the young man just shrugged.
But when he walked out of the hall, he silently looked back at the temple and the cold spire above it. Then he took out the communication crystal and sent a message to the other side: "Your Highness, you owe me
A favor.”
A smiling face soon appeared on the light screen. Sophie smiled slightly and said: "I know, I'm sorry to trouble you this time, thrush."
"You have just arrived in the second world. Shouldn't you be under closed management?" The young man asked, holding the communication crystal: "Isn't it a bit too much to come to me just for such a trivial matter? Is it the rumor outside?
it is true?"
"Where are you thinking, thrush," Sophie blinked, "don't you understand me? I always deal with business matters."
"Official business?" The young man was stunned: "Including helping to conceal the other party's identity?"
"certainly."
"I don't see how this would do us any good."
"Thrush, on the matter of integrating the Free Chosen, although we have common interests with the descendants of Flor, they have already gone ahead of us," Sophie smiled, "Whether it is us Silver Vislan, or
There is no need for you, Crown of the Silver Forest, and the Alliance to follow the descendants of Flor, otherwise we will be left behind in the long run."
"That's the argument," the young man nodded: "But what does it have to do with this matter?"
"The descendants of Flor have already taken the lead, and if we compete with them in the fields they are good at, we will only fall behind step by step," Sophie replied: "But there are some people who the descendants of Flor will never win over.
No, but we don’t necessarily.”
"You mean him?" The young man was a little surprised, "But I don't see what value he has to win over. Well, he has some reputation. But there are many such newcomers in every guild.
Is it necessary?”
"He's more than that."
"Your Highness, honestly speaking, is this your own opinion?"
"Of course I have my own selfish motives, Thrush," Sophie said with a smile: "He is my friend, and I don't mind helping my friends. But this is not just selfish. Trust me,
There is some power behind him that you can't see."
"Invisible power?"
"Have you forgotten my identity, thrush?"
The young man was slightly startled, glanced at Sophie in surprise, and replied: "You...well, I don't know anything."
Sophie smiled and nodded. She silently looked at the name on her address book, but she couldn't help but think interestingly - the power behind him may be more than you think.
She fell silent, thinking about the trip to the south again, and pursed her lips slightly. Loofah is a lone wolf, but some people are not lone wolves. The deeds left by the other party will eventually deeply affect everyone.
people.
She gently shook the emblem in her hand and thought to herself, Sister Bai Jia, I have already done what you asked me to do.
"By the way," Sophie suddenly raised her head and asked again: "Thrush, can you help me pay attention to something."
"Um?"
"For example, the recent transfer situation of the descendants of Flor..."
"A descendant of Flor?" The young man smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, you might as well worry about his current situation."
"Now?" Sophie laughed, squinted her eyes and shook her head indifferently: "You don't understand, they are just a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps."
…
Under the dim red light of the emergency lights, Su Changfeng was looking at the confusing message that suddenly popped up on his personal communication device:
"I have a hypothesis-"
"What if they take the initiative to cause trouble for us?"
If someone else sent such a confusing message, he could just ignore it.
But as soon as he saw this piece of information, he couldn't help but subconsciously think of the conversation he had with the other party not long ago. Of course, in his mind, the young man should have some opinions on their answer.
That was the person he found, and he was also optimistic about it. Of course, he hoped that the young man could see things more clearly and avoid detours.
After thinking for a moment, he quickly wrote back: "What do they mean?"
The reply there was very fast, almost immediately:
"It refers to the people from Crow's Claw Temple."
Su Changfeng took a breath and felt his blood pressure rise. He wanted to open the video communication immediately and scold the brat in front of his face. But the other party seemed to have already considered this and simply did not open the permission and did not give him this
Chance.
He had no choice but to type: "Boy, are you looking for trouble for me? I'll reiterate that Crowclaw Temple is not supported by us from behind. You should stop testing these things and don't be smart. What I told you before
, but just to make you sober and realize that the Alliance and the "Suva Statement" are indispensable to each other - as for what kind of trouble you want to cause, we can't control it. Don't forget, you haven't caused enough trouble yet?"
But after he finished typing, the information on the screen immediately appeared word by word:
"So, as long as it's not an alliance?"
Su Changfeng felt a headache.
"It doesn't matter if it's an alliance, haven't you understood? You can't defeat it. If you insist on wasting your time, that's your own business. Of course, you might as well help us do something more meaningful.
.Although you can't defeat it, you can help supervise it——"
There was silence for a moment, and then only four words came back:
"I see."
"Wait, what did you understand?"
Su Changfeng was slightly startled.
But the screen had gone dark, leaving him alone in the mist.
"This damn brat." After a long while, Su Changfeng clapped his hands and woke up from a dream: "...Why do these young people all have the same temperament?
.”
He seemed to think of the girl from his own family, shook his head, and murmured to himself: "One day I will make this boy good-looking."
…
Fang Yu put down the communication crystal and seemed a little quiet.
The white mist sprayed out from under the knights' helmets turned into ice, and the metal armor was undulating slightly. On the black and white shirts, a gloomy crow's eye was staring at everything in front of them. The leader
The knight held up the long sword in his hand, and the rumbling voice under his helmet was counting down:
"three!"
"two!"
But suddenly he saw that the young man in front of him raised a hand and interrupted himself.
Fang Yu raised his head and looked at these people, his dark eyes as calm as water from an ancient well. His chest only rose and fell slightly. At this moment, he opened his mouth and spit out a thin mist:
"The answer lies in the wind..."
"And people listen carefully to hear that voice."
"It says that no one in this world can save us except ourselves--"
The knights were startled, as if they had not yet reacted. They turned around and looked at their leader. At that moment, there was a slight silence on the square, and time seemed to have frozen. The leading knight was almost stunned for a moment before he realized the other party.
What did you say.
The leading knight froze on the spot, as if he had been greatly insulted for a moment, and the next moment he let out an angry roar from within his helmet. He drew the long sword in his hand from up to down, and roared:
"Heretic, catch this damn heretic!"
The roaring sound echoed across the square.
But not far away, on the second floor of a building, several people were watching the scene below attentively. When the leader saw this scene, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head, "This kid is not very capable. He will cause trouble."
It’s first class.”
He licked his lips that were chapped by the cold again, but a burning light flashed in his eyes, "But his pretense is pretty good, he can be considered as pretentious as the wind. Yes, it suits my taste. Well, after all, those
No one can like this nagging guy——"
He whistled and said: "It seems that this boy's first fame has something to do with us, and he made Boss Qin Zhi and the others embarrassed. But the grudges between us should end here.
It's been written off, and now this task is considered to be repaid to him by us."
As he spoke, he turned back, looked at the other people in the room, and lowered his voice: "Everyone, prepare to take action. Team Thrush said that if this kid can't hold on, we have to help him out. But I originally
I thought this kid would be smarter, but I was stunned. If I don't take action, I'm afraid he will fall into the hands of these people."
He made a gesture: "Also, don't forget that this is the mission of the little princess. Don't you want to show off? Although she is from Silver Wisland, you can definitely find a way to abduct her to our guild.
Come on, haha."
He thought he told a pretty good joke, but he didn't expect that he didn't get the response he imagined. Just because everyone in the room looked through him and looked at the window as if they were possessed.
Outside.
The leader was slightly startled, and couldn't help but wave his hand in front of everyone, but there was no reaction. The next moment, he realized something was wrong, and couldn't help but turn around and look outside the window, above the square.
Look.
But when he turned around, he could no longer look away.
There, surrounded by a group of black and white knights, the young man was standing in the center of the square.
And Fang Yu was gently putting his hand on his chest. The thick glove only suppressed a dark crystal there.
The crystal was embroidered with silver patterns, and layers of sea-blue light were blooming from his fingertips.
"It's you who are going together -"
"Shall I go?"
One after another, faint blue lights and shadows appeared behind the young man.
Four, eight, twelve, twenty-four, there was a commotion among the knights, and in the commotion, they looked up at the heavy shadows and took a step back involuntarily.
The leader had opened his mouth unknowingly. At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind.
Wait, wait a minute...those rumors in the community are actually true?
