Not long after, Cohen left the confidential meeting room with Bai Ying. Crow broke up with him halfway and returned directly to his residence.
Like the others, his room is also an independent small building, with the same area as the others. However, Crow insists on living alone and does not need any guards or maids. The nearest guards are dozens of steps away from the building.
Along the path under the lights, the crow walked leisurely. Although the armor tightly wrapped him, the guards along the road could still recognize who he was. Even if they deliberately imitated him, others would not be able to do so.
Come with a distinctive pace.
After a certain negotiation, Cohen announced to the outside world that Crow was another captain of the Royal Guard, with a status equal to that of a rock, and the military rank on his armor was Brigadier General. Crow was casual about this title, and turned a deaf ear to the salute to the roadside guard... Fortunately
Over the past few days, the guards have become accustomed to the general's strange behavior.
Compared with the bright lights outside, the light in the small building is much dimmer. General Crow seems to like to put himself in the dark. From this hobby, he and His Majesty the Emperor have something in common. But His Majesty the Emperor's
No matter how weird your hobby is, you won't let people shovel all the flowers and plants in their yard, but the crow did just that.
Stopping in the bare courtyard, Crow sat on a stone bench, took off his sword and put it at his feet. Looking at the way he looked up at the stars, he must be thinking about something.
Suddenly, he picked up the long sword at his feet again, stood, turned around, and faced the door. Although there was no wind at the time, the cloak behind the crow was slowly and rhythmically fluttering... Four or five people came outside the door.
Personally, although the footsteps were still far away, the killer had already noticed it, and the murderous intent revealed was almost a natural reaction.
"Is the general here?" The footsteps stopped outside the door, and a soft female voice said: "Please open the door, Princess Wensley is here to visit."
Crow hung up his sword and walked up to open the door. The smiling Princess Wensley was standing outside the door, and several elf maids behind her were holding potted flowers and plants. Even though Lord Crow was extremely smart, in a moment
It is impossible to guess the purpose of this noble princess's visit. Of course, Lord Crow has always been a person who only pays attention to reality and will not guess other people's behavior in most cases.
"Good evening." Seeing that the crow didn't respond, Princess Wensley said, "General, won't you invite me in to sit down?"
Crow, who was used to killing, then realized that he was the master of this place. He hesitated for a moment, bowed to Wensley, and let out of the doorway - you must know that Lord Crow never lets anyone go. In his head, there is only
The concept of surprise attack and escape, but since entering the palace, there have been more and more exceptions.
"The general's residence is really extremely simple." Looking across the empty courtyard in front of her, Princess Wensley felt really angry and funny, so she had to find a reason not to embarrass the crow: "This is an exercise place created by the general.
Venue?”
"Not much exercise." Crow has lived in the temple for a long time and hardly knows how to deal with women. Fortunately, his tone of voice has always been cold, and others can't hear anything: "Basically just sitting here in a daze."
"The general's hobbies are a bit special, because sometimes Princess Qinlun will come over to play. Little girls like a more beautiful environment." Princess Wensley turned around and said: "Let me help the general decorate it. If the general doesn't feel like it,
An eyesore, I’ll be happy.”
"Whatever." the crow replied.
Wensley nodded to her maids, and the elf maid put down what she was holding and released magical lighting in the courtyard. Under the soft light, Princess Wensley personally placed the potted flowers and plants she had brought.
.
"The flowers and plants we brought are not enough!" Because of the size of the courtyard, the environment did not change much after the decoration. Princess Wensley smiled apologetically at the crow: "I will bring other flowers and plants tomorrow. There is nothing else the general needs.
You can talk to me."
Crow nodded, remembering that he was the master, and finally managed to say: "Please sit down."
After finishing speaking, Crow felt embarrassed, because there was only one stone bench in the courtyard, not even a table. Princess Wensley didn't think anything of it, and sat down on the stone bench gracefully, looking at the station with pure eyes.
Get the straight crow.
The maids had already retreated to the door, and Crow felt a little uncomfortable.
"General Crow... I'm sorry." Princess Wensley said, already laughing: "This name is so strange. Is there any other name for the general?"
"No." Crow shook his head. If anyone else had laughed when he asked this question, blood would have been spilled on the spot. Even Cohen's wife would have had no luck. But there was no such thing in Princess Wensley's smile.
With a hint of ridicule, Crow felt real concern in her eyes, and it was this concern that made Crow feel even more uncomfortable.
He has been resisting and resisting everything around him his whole life, including the care of others.
"My husband calls you this way, and we will get used to it as time goes by, but in the palace, this title is not considered formal." The princess said softly: "I understand that the general does not like to attract attention, but this title makes people feel uncomfortable.
I have to note that General... I think it would be more suitable for you to change your title to a different title. Of course, it’s not a problem if General doesn’t want to change it.”
"It's just that there is no other name." Crow continued to shake his head: "It doesn't matter to me whether I change it or not."
"If the general doesn't think it's presumptuous, can I think of a name for the general?" Wen Sili folded her hands in front of her, her demure temperament clearly revealed: "Although I'm not that good at naming others, I really want to name the general.
Do something."
Crow nodded slightly, accepting the princess's suggestion. He could at least listen to it.
"There are many distant legends among the elves, most of which are related to ancient things. Among them, there is a legend of a hero that makes people feel sad." Wen Sili thought for a while, and what she said seemed to have nothing to do with the name: "As an elf,
As a warrior, he has a mission that is not understood by everyone. He is silent and is eventually misunderstood by other elves. He is lonely, silent, and bears everything by himself, until he finally gives up his life to save his people."
"His name is Freo. I have read the record of this story." Crow replied: "One of the top ten legends of the elves."
"As an elf, I feel honored." Winsly nodded with relief: "Then, shall we call the general after this hero? Although he is a hero who protects everyone in silence, he is an ordinary person.
name."
Thinking that it would be a matter of time before he left the temple and changed his name, Wu Wu accepted the arrangement of the princess.
"Freo, that's what I'll call you now." It could be seen that the princess was very happy: "Can you take off your helmet? There is no one else here. My husband often wears armor and a helmet, which makes people feel strange.
and distant.”
Princess Wensley was no older than Wu Wu, but she spoke like a big sister at the moment. Wu Wu didn't want to take off her helmet, but when she saw the princess's open and concerned eyes, she couldn't say no.
"As a thank you gift from the princess for naming me." But a crow is a crow after all. Well, we should call him Freo now. He just used this to repay the favor. Then he took off his helmet as instructed, and his handsome face appeared.
Under the magic light.
"Really...really looks like His Majesty Fechet." This was not the first time she saw this face, but Princess Wensley was still surprised and couldn't help asking curiously: "General Freo, are you sure you are...
Don’t you have any brothers?”
"No, I'm sure not. I have also met His Majesty Fichet." Faced with the question that the princess blurted out, Freo's tense body relaxed: "Princess, in your eyes, Fichet
What kind of person is Your Majesty?"
"How should I put it? His Majesty the late Emperor Fichet is a very kind and smart monarch." A hint of sadness flashed in Princess Wensley's eyes: "He is sincere and has a strong character. I have never heard him say a word
Lies, and I have never seen him bully anyone. Whether he is a prince or an emperor, we have always been friends. Even if there is no reason for my husband, we will become friends."
"It sounds like he is a very good person, completely different from me."
"People's personalities are not exactly the same. It is unfair to use one of them as a standard to measure others." The princess smiled: "What are the advantages of General Freo? I think we haven't yet.
Find it! Or you may have hidden your strengths so deeply that others cannot discover them even if they want to."
"Frankly speaking, there are many more disadvantages in my character than advantages. As for the advantages...is being able to kill people more count?" Although he still insisted on not giving himself a good evaluation, Freo's words obviously increased.
The tone of voice when speaking is no longer so bland and chilling.
"Martial skills cannot be said to be a great advantage, it depends on personal qualifications." The princess said in a rare solemn tone: "General, you don't need to pay too much attention to this, it is just a means, just like the legendary hero.
Martial arts can also be used to protect clan members."
"I may not be able to do this..." For some reason, there was an obvious pause in Freo's words for the first time: "Although I stayed, I don't know if I can stay here.
how long."
"General Freo, does he feel confused about the future?" The princess didn't know what she thought of, her eyes sparkling.
Freo didn't answer. In fact, he didn't know how to answer. The princess's words made him very troubled.
"It's great. I have always thought that the general is a person without personal emotions. Now I finally know that you also have the worries of ordinary people." Princess Wensley said with a smile: "Not only is the general confused about the future, we are also confused.
It's the same! Even a person like my husband must be confused, right? It's not easy to control the life in front of you, let alone the future? "
"So, I'm not considered an outlier." A smile appeared on Foreo's face. Although it was short-lived, it made the princess who was talking to him happy: "In this empire, the only weird person is that guy, right?
"
"The general is right. So far we have only found such a weirdo." The princess straightened her skirt that was blown away by the evening breeze: "But what is even more tragic than the general is that we fell in love with this guy, this wife."
The relationship between Yiyou is really worrying.”
"Princess, there is no need to be anxious." Freo replied, "I can see that he cares about you very much."
"It is precisely because we know this that we fall in love with him. Although in many things, his behavior makes people feel... inappropriate." The princess said softly: "But feelings are a wonderful thing, and we are willing to
Pay for him. What about you, General? Have you ever had a woman you loved?"
"Me? I have never had it, and I don't want to have it." Freo shook his head: "So I can't understand such feelings."
"General, this is not a question of whether you think about it or not. Love often comes silently and people cannot compete with it." As an elf, Princess Wensili is different from other women in that she never hides herself.
, even if he smiles, he smiles gracefully and generously, without covering his mouth with anything: "By then, the general himself will understand."
"At least not in the near future." Freo thought for a while: "I should be lucky."
"Although the general currently has no one he likes, he can feel the love of others!" Princess Wensley put away the smile on her face: "Maybe now."
Freo was shocked. He didn't know what the princess's words meant. He was an outstanding killer, but in other aspects... he wasn't very bright, especially when it came to certain things. He was completely helpless.
"As I just said, I love my husband, I love my husband's relatives, and I want to make sure that my husband will not be harmed... So I want to ask the general a few questions." The princess stood up, although she was facing
She is an unparalleled killer, but the expression on her face is very determined: "My husband is with the other three sisters, and he doesn't know what I am doing. This is the problem of our sisters... If there is
If you have offended the general, please forgive me."
"Princess, may I ask?"
"Over the past few days, the general has also known what kind of person my husband is, right? What he holds tightly in his hands is the fate of the entire empire and the lives of tens of millions of people. The established national policy has been implemented, and there is no way to turn back.
If we lose him, what fate awaits the empire and its people? Putting aside all this, I cannot allow my husband to be harmed." The evening breeze blew by, raising the hem of Princess Wensley's skirt: "Please general.
Tell me, will you hurt my husband?"
"Injury?" Freo was stunned: "What you are referring to is... will I kill him?"
"It can be understood this way."
"If you want to kill him, there are many opportunities." Foreo smiled unexpectedly: "But I can't think of any reason to swing the sword at him."
"Thank you, General, for your answer. I can feel relieved." The princess breathed a sigh of relief: "So, what prompted the General to stay? The General was very determined to leave that day... Please don't doubt it, we are very determined.
I'm glad the general can stay, I just can't think of the reason."
"I can't tell you the specific reason, maybe it's just because of confusion about the future... It's not entirely because of his retention."
"Can you tell me the specific reason?"
"cannot."
"Thank you, General, for your answer. I have no more questions." Princess Wensley smiled again: "Please don't tell anyone else about this, okay?"
"Of course." Freo crossed his hands and said, "But Princess, are you satisfied with this answer?"
"Although it is not very detailed, I am very satisfied to hear that the general will not be harmful to my husband."
"Princess, do you believe what I say?"
"Why don't you believe it?" Wen Sili said softly: "What reason does the general have to lie to me?"
As soon as the princess's words came out, Freo felt moved for no reason.