Lorraine Hill, who was reading the letter from Carites in the study, received a report that two special guests had arrived.
"A descendant of the Red Dragon Duke?"
"Yes, Master Jialan."
Recalling this somewhat familiar name, Lorraine Hill was wondering whether he should reveal his past identity, that is, the existence of Mexia, to the red dragon princess.
Forget it, let’s talk about this later. For now, let’s meet the two of them to check the situation.
Led by several warriors wearing jade-coloured armor, Lorraine Hill came to a hall used to receive guests.
Because the opponent's identity was extraordinary, the organization quickly mobilized the Bilin Guards patrolling the city.
These elite sergeants with obvious oriental style quickly attracted everyone's attention. Some administrative staff in the office also clearly avoided it. Some took advantage of their work breaks to curiously inquire about what kind of guests were coming. What kind of guests did they need to know?
The sergeants mobilized...
The cloak with a white background and gold edges is riveted to the armor with sturdy epaulettes. The tip of the sturdy halberd takes on a translucent jade-like shape, sharp and mighty. The scales are closely embedded together, glowing in the candlelight.
Reflecting the light below, they are strong and well-disciplined, and almost every one of them is a being of Sequence 4 or above.
It was precisely with the protection of these guards that the city was not destroyed by a few assassins sent by the empire, and various workshops were able to produce smoothly.
Entering the hall, Phoenix and Lottie saw the sergeants lined up neatly on both sides. They remained silent and welcomed the guests in a unique way.
When you show off the most elite power in your territory, it is not rude, but a rare sign of respect.
The two of them moved forward step by step, and the crossed halberds were separated. Then the sergeants on both sides took a step back and stood in line.
After the last pair of halberds separated, the two finally saw the back standing on the steps.
This girl has long cyan hair that reaches her waist, and is wearing an elegant miko costume with a white base and cyan borders.
She was not sitting on the throne on the steps. That was the seat of the lord in the past. After hearing the footsteps behind her, the Eastern witch slowly turned around, and then the two of them saw the legendary witch.
Rumors about Jialan are now in full bloom in the Southern Territory. There are various theories, and even Finis and Lottie are full of curiosity.
At present, although the specific identity cannot be confirmed, at least the flawless and dreamy appearance in the rumors is true.
The blue hair is like a willow breeze, swaying on the white cheeks and ears, the eyes are as clear as the sky, the fingers exposed in the long sleeves are long and white, and under the witch's robe painted with cloud patterns and birds,
There is a kind of sacred beauty.
Just by meeting each other, one can feel the peaceful wind blowing from the far east.
"Welcome, Phoenix, and Miss Charallotte." The noble miko bowed and saluted, then raised her head, her pupils and face were slightly tilted, and she looked at the two of them in a friendly manner.
"I...we are from..." Phoenix was a little stuck for a moment, but fortunately she reacted quickly.
This oriental witch is so extraordinary that even I almost fell in love with her appearance.
"My companions and I came here to visit you and to ask if we can be of any help."
After a while of fussing, the two finally explained their intention. Lorraine Hill nodded in response, then raised his hand to let the Bilin troops standing in the hall retreat first and disperse.
Then the oriental witch led the two of them towards a round pavilion at the back of the mansion.
"Let's sit there for a while, so that we can talk more easily."
Shortly after arriving at the pavilion, Iena brought tea and snacks with two maids, and then she stood beside Lorraine Hill and stood quietly.
She looked at the pink-haired girl with a little curiosity. It was said that this child about her own age was the only descendant of the Bhaskar family.
"When did Miss Charlanlot come up with such an idea?" After the three of them got to know each other briefly, Lorraine Hill looked at the pink-haired girl and asked this question.
In her memory, Lottie could be in a low mood for a long time, and she was still a little evasive. She didn't expect that a year had passed, and now she took the initiative to come to her door.
"This... probably because I don't want to escape anymore." Lottie held the teacup and looked down at the leaves floating in it.
She has been favored by too many people, and too many people have died because of her. This responsibility can no longer be avoided, and she must bravely shoulder it.
Slowly making up her mind, the girl slowly raised her face.
Looking at the determination in those eyes, Lorraine Hill also sighed with emotion. Such a special experience of ups and downs finally allowed this girl to grow up.
"Then how does Miss Charlanlot want to face the people of the Southern Territory today, and what kind of promises are she prepared to make?"
In the past, under the leadership of the Baskar family, the empire launched an expedition, which resulted in countless casualties. Afterwards, the empire was defeated, ceded land, and confronted the royal family, and a large number of residents in the territory were displaced.
"I acknowledge the mistakes my ancestors made, and I also understand the difficulties that everyone is facing today. I want to try my best to redeem the mistakes of the past and change everything."
"Furthermore, I will also voluntarily give up my identity as a noble and join the fight against the empire and the old order as a member of ordinary people."
Lottie slowly said the thoughts she had prepared on the way.
Hearing such words, Iena's mouth opened in surprise and she could not make any sound. This was the first time she had seen such a nobleman, or a person of such noble status speaking such words.
This is simply incomprehensible.
Yes, who would be willing to give up that glorious identity and status and be willing to bend down into the dirt.
But special experiences and changes in times finally allowed such a thing to happen.
"If this is what you think from the bottom of your heart, then I will welcome the arrival of new partners with sincere enthusiasm."
Several people in the pavilion slowly stood up and held hands together tightly. That feeling, that feeling of being recognized and accepted by everyone, also arose in Charlanlot's heart for the first time.
Mom and Dad, maybe I will no longer be alone in the future.
In the spring after the New Year, the empire's counter-rebellion army went south to fight one after another and achieved good results. But as the momentum gradually increased, the southern border ushered in a new change.
The former ruler of the Southern Territory, a descendant of the Paskar family, openly joined this emerging organization. The red dragon princess was willing to give up her status as a noble and everything she once owned, and devoted herself to fighting with the empire with a new attitude.
In struggle.
Under the strong call of this descendant of the red dragon, many nobles who had long been dissatisfied with the empire gradually moved closer to this new organization.
Some noble private soldiers, extraordinary men, and knights hiding in the mountains also gradually came down and joined this new organization.
When the empire and the southern border broke apart, although the defeated nobles suffered heavy casualties, they still had a lot of strength left. They usually didn't know each other, and they hid or went far away.
But when everything has a backbone or core, these scattered forces finally wake up and gather together.
In order to better promote the ignorant and conservative civilians, the 'Drywood' organization also changed its flag.
What used to be extremely thin white flowers have now transformed into dreamy fairy dragons.
The light blue and white body, the transparent wings like a butterfly, the graceful neck, and the prosperous white flowers blooming around the body surround it.
The fairy dragon symbolizes opening the door to a distant ideal land, representing a world of dreams and purity.
Perhaps for these southern residents who have experienced war, hatred, oppression and killing, such an existence is more in line with their imagination and easier to accept.