The air is burning.

   Burning pain in his heart and lungs.

  【Xiao Li...you...you are...still alive...】

  Senior sister's dying voice was like a stream of clear water, calling Li back from the hellish nightmare in the boundless heat.

He still remembered that in that real nightmare, he walked at the end of the team, followed his master and ancestors, brothers and sisters, and many master craftsmen of all kinds. A terrifying and magnificent giant anti-magic forge.

  【King Xuan of the morning dynasty surrendered to Wang Calamity, he betrayed the ‘Legendary Project’...】

  【The monsters will find us sooner or later...】

  【Sword Lake City failed...Fryer...Holy Day, my daughter and son-in-law are all inside...】

  【Sighing that the camp at the foot of the mountain has lost contact, hundreds of thousands of troops have disappeared, and the No. 6 furnace in Xiongjun City probably disappeared...】

Along with them are the dwarf prince and foundry master from the city of shackles, the ancient elf artisan and curse master from the ancient holy tree, the old master and senior scholar from the Three Towers, and countless craftsmen with names and surnames. .

  【Apart from us, how many furnaces are left? 】

  【Should not be much...】

  【If the legendary plan fails...】

  He remembered the dense incantations and formations in the anti-magic forge, hypnotic and weird.

  He remembers people lined up, positions and rotations, orderly and sad.

  He watched in horror as the mages who tried their best to maintain the magic circle were sweating, suffering from heat stroke, comatose, falling to the ground, burning, and turning into mummies one after another in the bright red field of vision.

He remembered that the master master was burning with fire all over his body, but he still swung the forging hammer unwaveringly, the hammer was powerful, until the magic fire in the furnace overflowed like life, the master's figure disappeared in the flames, and the iron bones Charcoal, flesh and blood to ashes...

  He remembered that opposite the master, the unknown elf craftsman continued to smash the hammer obliviously, until the flames engulfed him.

  He remembered that the master stepped forward to take over in mourning, and resolutely swung the hammer in the raging furnace flames that could not be resisted by even the advanced temperature-regulating magic and fire-avoiding charms, heat insulation materials and fire-resistant armor.

   Cast soldiers with life.

  Of course, what he can't forget the most is that in the increasingly unbearable high temperature, he, the youngest disciple in the Mingyang Sword House, was completely terrified after seeing his master disappear in ashes.

  【No, it’s too hot, let me take a breath and cool off, brother, cool off...】

  He lost his mind, forgot the oath of resoluteness before he left, and fled in the suffocating heat.

he.

he!

  【Sorry, I'll be back in a minute, I swear, just take a breath...】

  The burning pain of his skin made him rush to the locked door, beating wildly, begging all the adults and gods he could.

  【Let me out! I beg you! Let me get out... get out...]

Countless eyes from the anti-magic furnace cast their gazes on him, including disappointment, intolerance, anger, and numbness, but soon, everyone returned to their respective positions amidst the scolding, or chanted spells, or blasted the wind, or Feed, or swing the hammer…

  Leaving him alone with his feeble flapping and hoarse wailing.

   Until someone tapped him on the shoulder.

  【Xiao Li...】

  Wearing cast armor, the fourth senior sister, whose skin was also red from being scorched, and her hair curled up, stood dying behind him, trying to smile.

   Facing his desperate and pleading eyes, she moved quickly, twisting the complicated three-layer mechanism lock continuously, and opened the door a gap.

   Also pushed him out of the door, who was stunned in despair and astonishment.

  【Who opened the door! 】

  【Oops, the body has cooled down! It is taking shape! 】

  【No, it will only be an ordinary anti-magic weapon if it goes on like this! 】

【close the door! 】

  【Raise up quickly! 】

  The cool air rushed towards his face, he stumbled and fell outside the door, turning his head in a daze.

  In the red light that filled the room, she, the senior sister who took care of him the most, glanced at him through the crack of the door.

   Leave one last smile.

  It was different from what he expected, the smile was both gratifying and tolerant.

  No reproach intended.

  The door slammed shut.

  【Macintosh doesn't have enough tinder! 】

  【Activate backup tinder! 】

  【No, the controllable temperature of magic has reached its limit, adding more will cause mutual exclusion of the source! 】

  【We can delay mutual exclusion, such as additional anti-regression means, we have to use the spell of light and shadow, let the nerds of the Red Horn Tower...】

  【Or, like the descending spell, briefly let the law go out of order, let the heat stop flowing to the low temperature first... Hey, from the War Tower! Try Elber's Formation Disruption! 】

  【No, not enough! Bloodthorn has said that what the new anti-magic armed forces want to do is neither to delay the return of balance nor to lose the law, but to go deep into the source! Otherwise, it would be impossible to withstand and deconstruct Macintosh's magical energy...]

【Can't understand! You **** mages, speak human words! 】

  Under the astonished eyes of the guard outside the door, he finally came to his senses and threw himself on the door again, tears streaming down his face.

not like this.

no.

  He didn't want to run away, but he was too hot and wanted to take a breath...、

   Just dizzy for a moment...

no…

  【Master Ruiya is dead, the next one will make up! 】

  【Not enough manpower! 】

  【Let me come, enough dwarves have died today...】

   Outside the door, he cried hoarsely, and soon lost sight of everything in front of him.

  But he could still hear the sound of the forging hammer in the anti-magic furnace behind the gate, over and over again, solid and powerful.

  【We shouldn't use the tinder left by the Macintosh monster, but listen to the obelisk, use dragon flames! 】

  【Where can I tie a dragon for you at this time? 】

  【No time to regret it! top! 】

  【I...can't feel...hand...quick, replace me...】

  【This forging hammer is no longer working, change it! 】

  【Backup fire is in effect! 】

  【Heating up much faster than expected, updated spells and spells! We can't be burned so quickly! 】

  The quarrels between the master and the craftsmen came one after another, just like his crying, which was harsh and unpleasant.

   Until the final hammer falls.

  clang!

  The anti-magic forge exploded.

   Pour thousands of flames into the air.

   Wrap him up.

  On the streets of the Emerald City, Li broke free from the entanglement of "Evil Whispering", and suddenly opened his eyes!

  He was bathed in the raging fire, step by step towards the trembling Lausanne II.

   "The blood race reborn from the ashes..."

  The little Houllier **** murmured his poor hearsay:

   "...the only one."

  Li clenched his fists.

   But none of them knew.

have no idea.

  The flames were extinguished on his body, revealing the red-roasted skin and muscles, and the self-healing mechanism of the blood race immediately began to operate, producing muscles, scarring, and expelling dead skin...

  They didn't know, what he broke free was only the ability.

   What can't be broken free is a nightmare.

  【Xiao Li...you...you're still...alive...that's great...】

  In the nightmare, he woke up with severe burns, struggled to climb out of the ruins, opened up the inhuman corpses, and finally touched the fourth senior sister's hand by the still hot stove.

  She was already completely dark, inhuman, incoherent, and dying.

  But senior sister's hands, they are still solid and powerful.

  【Send the blank body, send, send, send to Feng Shuai's tent...】

  Those big hands, though rough, had been honed, and had once led him up and down the sword hut.

  【It’s still not enough, the last step... Destiny Gemini... know how to do it...】

…

   Knife blank.

  Hundreds of years later in the Emerald City, Li was walking on the street. He shook his head slightly, and the horrible burns on his head and face gradually peeled off, revealing the new skin.

   Not long after, Li's skin became smooth again, and his facial features were regular.

  Only the armor on his body, even though it was made of special heat-resistant materials, was burnt black and burnt.

   "Executioner... Red Wing..."

   "Not your average blacksmith..."

   "The caster..."

  Li looked at Lausanne II and Yannick in front of him coldly, watching them express their fear of him.

   But no one knew better than him that it wasn't rebirth from the ashes at all.

   And he... isn't even a caster at all.

  He is never immune to fire, and can be damaged by heat as well.

  Every time he awakens his ability, the burns and pain he endured in the center of the fire can be described as heartbreaking, and he never stops for a moment.

  What he is good at is patience.

   Endure the high temperature, endure the flame, endure the burning, endure every minute and every second of them raging on me.

   And the most important thing - endure nightmares.

  In the nightmare of that year, he escaped from the anti-magic furnace and was saved from being tortured to death by the raging furnace.

  So, as a price...

  In reality, in a life with no end in sight, he will endure the eternal fire over and over again.

   That's all.

   "At the Hill of Pain... when you executed me...you didn't show it."

   Lausanne II, who was seriously injured, spoke weakly.

"Because it's not necessary," Yannick stared at Li cautiously, "he wished you would resist more fiercely when you were 'executed', and kill the political enemies of the other six families a little less, so as to stabilize the rule of Blood Sea Throne, by the way Then go back to the Star Kingdom to make use of the residual heat - such as now."

  How can I be willing to kill you?

  Li did not speak.

   "So," Lausanne II looked ashen, "I am the fool who was played?"

   Just like before.

   Nothing has changed.

  Yannik shrugged:

   "Don't be discouraged, Li Ben is the sword used by King Nightwing to eliminate dissidents. He is well versed in infighting tactics, intimidation and use, and playing hard to get. He has used it for hundreds of years and so on—"

  Li suddenly turned his head and looked at Yannick.

   "Oh, Earl Li," Yannick immediately stopped talking, he glanced at the scorched black marks on the ground, and took a step back naturally, "He is yours, I am convinced, there is no other word."

   But he narrowed his eyes.

   "Congratulations, the key to the dispute in the Emerald City is now in your hands," he resumed his handsome demeanor, "I think you can fight for more benefits for the Kingdom of the Night and your queen..."

   Yannick changed his tone:

   "Instead of just running errands in the infighting of the Star Kingdom?"

  Li frowned first, then his expression changed, and he hummed softly.

   "Put away your disgusting tricks, junior."

   "I didn't use my abilities," Yannick raised his hands with an innocent face, "I just told the truth."

   Having said that, Yannick smiled slightly:

   "But you hesitated just now, didn't you?"

  Li did not answer.

   "Boom!"

  A deliberately emphatic footstep sounded, interrupting Yannick.

  Li and Yannick were both stunned, and both turned their heads.

  Heavy footsteps approached slowly—it was a swordsman in armor.

   "So, this is the vampire killer who makes the whole city panic?"

  Li and Yannick looked at each other.

   "It doesn't seem as scary as they said?"

  The knight walked towards Lausanne II step by step, ignoring the scorched Li and the two blood-stained blood.

  Li didn't respond, but Yannick was beaming with joy, as if surprised:

   "Ah, it turned out to be the Seychelles captain of the Emerald Legion!"

   Seychelles hummed softly in response, then focused his gaze on the killer on the ground.

   For this kind of stuff, they actually have to work hard and tell them to be careful about their abilities from top to bottom. Prince Thales is too cautious.

   "I thought you were guarding the nobles in Kongmei Palace," Yannick rolled his eyes, "I just don't know whose order you are..."

   "You're under arrest, vampire."

   Yannick choked suddenly.

   Seychelles deliberately glanced at the two of them, then snorted softly, and looked at the dying Lausanne II on the ground: "Of course, I'm talking about him—the killer, in the name of His Royal Highness Thales.

  Listening to the other party's malicious pun, Yannick frowned slightly, Li Mo remained motionless.

   Lausanne II listened to their conversation with a blank face and a sad heart.

  Even with such sword skills and an immortal body...

   After all, he still failed to kill the high sentry tower.

   And the people on the high tower, whether it was the prince or everyone else, as always, just moved their fingers, and easily drowned him with the pools of blood and lives of countless people.

   and his sword.

   Lausanne II closed his eyes and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

   "Then, I'm going to take the prisoner away now, two guests who like to walk around at night, you can do what you want." Seychelles said softly.

  Yannik raised his eyebrows lightly, and took a leisurely glance at Li who was expressionless.

  Li didn't move at all, only his eyes flickered slightly.

  Seychelles was not in a hurry, just quietly waiting for the reaction of the two blood races, his right hand brushed the hilt of the sword intentionally or unintentionally.

   Surrounding the felon lying on the ground, the atmosphere among the three became tense.

   At this moment, the three people present all stood in awe, and turned their heads to look to the other side.

  Another figure with a negative sword appeared at the other end of the street, walking slowly towards them.

   "That's..." Yannick wondered.

   "Cassien?"

   Seychelles saw the person clearly, and frowned:

   "You're here too? Then who will guard the...two people in Kongming Palace?"

   Cassian smiled.

"Don't forget, Seychelles, Prince Thales asked us to stay in the palace to 'guard' the two young masters Kevin Dill," Knight Cassian looked at the blood killer who had lost his right arm and was covered in black, with complicated eyes, "Isn't it just to guard against the one in front of me?"

   Several people in the field were startled.

   After a few seconds.

   "It turns out that the appearance of the two extreme knights here is because His Highness strategized and laid a net ahead of time!"

  Yannik suddenly became upright and looked at Li coldly:

   "To prevent some people from taking advantage of troubled waters and making trouble!"

  Li was speechless.

   Seychelles snorted softly.

   Cassian ignored the subtle confrontation between them, but walked slowly towards Lausanne II on the ground.

   "You don't know me, knight," he sighed, "but I remember you."

  The two blood guests were aroused by these words, and they looked at each other.

  Seychelles has always acted decisively, and wanted to stop work as soon as possible, but for some reason, at this moment, he was uncharacteristically curious:

   "You? Do you know this **** killer?"

  Cassien smiled slightly and remained silent.

  The bruised and bruised King Lausanne II struggled to open his eyes.

  Who is this?

   "In the general election that year, a certain mysterious knight with a hidden face survived the crowd's exclamation, won all the way to the final, and lost in front of His Royal Highness Horace." Cassian said softly.

   The two blood races looked at each other.

No.

   Lausanne II trembled slightly, his eyes flickering:

   That's not a close call.

   Not even a trick.

"At that time, I was a dandy boy, and I was among the bustling crowd, and I saw the style of knights' contest for the first time," Cassian said sentimentally, looking down at his palms, "So after that, I became a A knight."

   Knight?

   Lausanne II smiled ironically when he heard the words:

"the wrong decision making."

   "Yeah, so he finally came back to inherit the family business." Seychelles snorted softly.

  Cassien shook his head, ignoring the old friend's sarcasm.

   "So, after many years, another mysterious knight appeared in the general election, and I remembered: it's you, knight."

   "I am not a knight."

   Lausanne II sneered and denied it.

   Actually killed many knights.

  Yannik suddenly said: "According to what you said, he won the final in the general election. He should have both fame and fortune and a bright future? But how did he end up like this..."

   "Enough," Seychelles interrupted impatiently, "enough nonsense."

   "Oh, sorry, old friend," Cassian came back to his senses and smiled apologetically, "I don't know why, I'm a little emotional today."

  He looked at the ashen-faced Lausanne II, feeling filled with emotion in his heart:

  Maybe it was witnessing the collapse of a childhood idol, or witnessing the final fall of an honorary knight?

   Only Li suddenly turned his head, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at Yannick who was standing beside him with an innocent face, stretching his neck to watch the excitement.

  Seychelles snorted disdainfully. He drew out his long sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Lausanne II who was unable to resist:

   "Very well, let me cut off the monster's limbs first - oh, only three limbs - just to be safe..."

   "I'm sorry." Cassian sighed.

   "... Then according to what the prince said, we will **** him back to the Kongming Palace one after another. There is a specially prepared cage there to guard against his abilities..."

   "You can't take him."

   "Also in case other people make trouble midway—" Seychelles reacted, immediately stopped talking, and looked at his old friend suspiciously: "What?"

  Full of apologies, Cassian smiled gently, and naturally stopped in front of Lausanne II:

   "I'm sorry, Seychelles, but he can't go back to Kongming Palace with you."

   It took Seychelles a few seconds to understand this sentence, and the color changed slightly after reacting:

"are you serious?"

   Li, who was watching from the sidelines, looked at Yannick again, who shrugged innocently.

   Shua.

   In response, Cassian also drew his long sword with a haggard smile.

   Seychelles' expression turned completely cold.

"Listen, Prince Thales said," he looked at the old friend in front of him, and gently turned his wrist, "take this Federico's dog lock back to the Kongming Palace, and Lord Jann can prove his innocence. The crisis in the city will resolve itself, and everything will return to normal."

normal?

   Lausanne II on the ground sneered slightly.

  Look around you, and look at the North Gate Bridge, you call this normal?

   "And you believed what he said?" Cassian responded.

"Of course I don't believe it," Seychelles' eyes changed, and the sword edge in his hand shook slightly, "That's why I'm here, in case someone—whether it's that prince, or Master Federico, or anyone else who wants to see Emerald The unlucky careerist in the city—playing tricks when arresting criminals, preventing the Emerald City from returning to order."

   "I see." Cassian murmured and nodded.

   How else should I put it, you know how to be an official better than me?

"But I didn't expect that it was you," Seychelles said coldly, "because you watched this vampire contest many years ago, thinking about old love? Or, after the prince and I left, you went to meet Fei in private. Master Derico, was he persuaded?"

   "Neither, I just had to..."

   Before the words fell, the long sword of Seychelles spit out a message like a spirit snake, and shot out with electricity!

  At the critical moment, Cassian turned around to avoid it, and at the same time, the blade in his hand rotated to meet the opponent.

  clang!

  The two of them broke up instantly.

"The line of 'Rose' from the Tower of Terminus, and the path of the 'Snake Sect' mercenaries on the Eastern Continent Grassland," Lausanne II, who was watching, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sneered, "Is there any more boring style duel than this in the world? "

  However, Cassian sighed, remained silent, and still stopped in front of Lausanne II.

   Instead, Seychelles lowered his head and frowned at his long sword.

  He was wrong.

  In the past, this blow should at least push the opponent away from the target.

   "Wow, you two, you have something to say," Yannick said with a worried look on his face, "why fight with each other?"

   I don't know how many times, Li looked at Yannick thoughtfully.

   "Enough, stop!"

   Everyone turned their heads at the same time:

  Prince Thales appeared on the street and came this way surrounded by everyone.

  All present frowned.

   "Very good," Lausanne II smiled feebly, "The big man has finally stepped down from the tower."

   What greeted him was Cassian's merciless blow to the hilt of his sword.

  The nobleman arrived, and the two blood clans (perhaps out of the habit of avoiding the world) avoided the two sides. Seychelles turned around and saluted hesitantly, and even Cassian, who was standing in front of Lausanne II, nodded.

   "Is this the result of a group of you meticulously rounding up?"

  Thales couldn't understand the situation in front of him, he suppressed his anger and asked:

   "Captain Seychelles, what's going on?"

   Seychelles paused and turned around.

   "I'm also puzzled," he asked in a deep voice, "Why, Cassian?"

   Cassian smiled, but didn't have time to speak, because another voice responded before him:

"because I."

  Everyone changed color again.

  Because following the female voice, another figure stepped out of the darkness behind Cassian and came in front of everyone.

  At that moment, Thales widened his eyes and exclaimed:

   "Hilley?"

  I saw Miss Hilley Cavendill, wearing a capable travel outfit, set foot on the land of the new suburb, watching everyone coldly.

  Mallos, Wyah, Kongmuto... The guards behind Thales were in a commotion.

  Seychelles couldn’t help but say:

   "Miss Hilley?"

  Li kept silent, but Yannick was very interested:

   "Ah, I didn't think of that."

  Facing everyone's eyes, Xi Lai sneered and stared straight at Thales:

   "Do you really think that if I set up a trap here to hunt down the killer, I won't get any wind, Thales?"

  Thales looked at Hille, then at Cassian beside her, his expression changed several times after he understood.

   "Very good," Thales took a deep breath and smiled a little forcedly, "Then let's catch him together, Hilley."

  Hile narrowed his eyes and raised his voice:

"Oh, we?"

  Thales sighed.

"Listen, this killer has a hunting list... In short, he is Federico's **** to influence the Emerald City, and it is also the fuse for Jayne to be imprisoned. As long as he is caught, the case will be clear, and we can solve Jayne The stalemate between En and Federico threatening to confront each other..."

  He took a step forward and said as sincerely as he could:

   "Believe me, this is also helping Zhan En get out of trouble as soon as possible..."

   "Or help you." Xi Lai said coldly.

  Thales was startled when he heard this: "What?"

   Xi Lai looked back at the dying killer, and when he turned his head again, his eyes became extremely sharp:

   "Since no one can interfere from the sidelines, whether it is to judge Fei De for treason or Zhan En for illegal usurping the throne, it will be up to you to decide with one word, right?"

  Thals was taken aback by what he said, and it also made Seychelles and the others think deeply.

   "Hile, what I did..." Thales couldn't believe it.

   "I see it through. You think you are considering everyone, but in the final analysis," Hilley sneered, "the only person you want to help is yourself, or your so-called ideal."

  Thales only felt a shock in his heart.

  He wanted to refute, but was speechless.

   "No, none of us want to see the Emerald City bloodied," he tried to organize his words in shock, "We should be allies in this matter."

   "Then in the chamber, why don't you let me be the city lord?"

  Thales was at a loss for words for a moment.

"We haven't been allies for a long time," Hilley rebuffed him unceremoniously, "from the day you rejected my cooperation proposal—you can't talk to someone who is full of lies, deceitful, and intends to manipulate you and mislead you, And sooner or later the crooks will betray you, let alone allies, remember?"

  Thales felt empty.

   Behind him, Wyah sighed.

  If I had known that day, I should have persisted until the end, and forced His Highness to apologize to her!

  Yannik shook his head beside him: Boy!

"I know, Hille, I know that after so many things, I can't trust you, but at least," Thales tried to calm down, regained his sanity, and followed the other party's thoughts, "At least we can't let this guy continue Killed."

   "He won't."

  Hilley answered very simply:

   "I'll take care of him."

   "You?" Thales asked in surprise.

   Lausanne II on the ground also sneered:

   "Really, little girl, you?"

   Cassian, who was guarding him, frowned, and was about to make up for another blow, but Xilai sneered and turned around slowly.

   "Oh, so you don't remember me."

  She smiled slightly, tilted her head and looked at Lausanne II:

   "Squire?"

   Attendant?

  Hile's title made Lausanne II puzzled for a while.

  Should I remember her?

  Why is this little girl...

  The next moment, Xi Lai's eyes flashed strangely:

"I!!"

   At that second, Lausanne II flickered slightly, and his face suddenly changed!

  In his ears, the girl's deliberately prolonged ending voice was changed into a strange sound, which turned into a sound that cannot be produced by human beings, shaking the soul and deafening!

  It's like the sound of fingernails rubbing against a wooden board.

   There is an indescribable sense of horror.

"It's you!"

  He shrank back subconsciously, his eyes full of shock:

"you!"

   Under the puzzled eyes of others, Xi Lai ignored him and turned to look at Thales.

   "Cassien, take him away." Miss Kevin Dill said coldly.

  Cassien nodded.

  But Thales is not prepared to back down.

   "Knight of Seychelles, Earl of Li, and Councilor Houllier!"

  The prince ordered loudly:

   "The killer is the key to finding the truth of the old case and solving the emerald city's dilemma. If you **** him back, I will repay you!"

  Everyone shuddered, while Xi Lai frowned.

   "If necessary, my Xinghu guards can also shoot..."

   "No need!" Shirley interrupted him sharply.

  Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xi Lai took a step forward and faced the prince directly.

"Thales," she said softly, but her words gradually became harsher later on, "I heard that you are known as the North Star, whether you are in Dragon Clouds City or Eternal Star City, you are very powerful, and even His Majesty is afraid of you? "

  These words were yin and yang, and Thales' eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

   "I admire you so much," Xi Lai smiled unabated, pretending to applaud, "So I decided to learn a lot from you."

  After Xi Lai finished speaking, everyone was puzzled.

   But they will soon have no doubts,

  The next second, under the surprised eyes of everyone, she smiled, but naturally drew out a dagger and pressed it to her throat.

  Thales' eye sockets suddenly widened!

What?

"In the name of the female heir of the Emerald City, Cecilia Kevin Dill," Xi Lai smiled like a flower, but what he said made people shudder. sworn enemy."

   Seeing this scene, there was a commotion among the people present, and the insiders of the Star Lake Guard were even more complicated.

  Thales felt dizzy and had to take a deep breath.

   "Cassien!"

   Seeing that things were out of control, Seychelles couldn't help saying angrily:

   "It's about the master's life, so you, as a subordinate, don't do anything?"

   Cassian looked at the hostess and wanted to say something, but he finally sighed.

  It was Xi Lai who urged coldly:

   "Cassien."

   Cavalier Cassian hesitated for a moment, then turned around and buttoned Lausanne II's collar, and dragged away.

  The killer, who was already powerless, didn't resist. He just stared at Xi Lai in a daze, with a face full of disbelief.

   The Xinghu guards subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop it, but...

   "Who dares to move!"

  Hilai yelled sharply, still holding his dagger to his neck, and stopped in front of Cassian, staring at everyone opposite him.

  Thales gritted his teeth and said:

   "Hilley!"

  Hile turned to him, and smiled maliciously, showing contempt.

   This scene made Thales glaring and clenched his fists.

  He turned slightly sideways and lowered his voice:

   "Earl Li, Yang, your family is famous for your agility and quick movements, I don't know..."

  Li was expressionless and did not respond.

"You might as well give it a try," Yannick promised very carefree, but he looked at the decisive Shirley, and changed the topic, "But, in case of an accident, who is responsible? Who is the enemy of Iris? Hands-on? Or instigated? Or everyone present?"

  The others frowned.

  Thales clenched his fist even tighter.

   Not long after, Cassian and Lausanne II disappeared into the mist.

  Wait, fog?

  Many people came to their senses, looked around, and were all surprised: When did so much fog rise from the fierce battle at Beimen Bridge overnight?

   Obscures the field of view and hinders tracking.

   It's weird.

  In the faint mist, Xi Lai's smile became brighter and brighter.

   "Very good, very obedient," she said softly, "It's best not to let anyone follow, I have a way to know."

  Thales took a deep breath, swallowing all the irrational emotions back into his stomach.

   "Okay, Shirley," the prince said in a deep voice, "what exactly do you want?"

  Hearing the words, Xi Lai kept the dagger in his hand, and took a deep look at him.

   "You know what I want, Thales, you always knew," Ms. Kevin Diere said with complicated eyes, "Then, now it's your turn to choose."

  Her expression turned serious, and her voice changed:

   "Bad, or worse?"

  Tellston got angry:

"you-"

   "No hurry," Xi Lai interrupted him confidently, with a strange smile, "I have plenty of time."

  She turned around and scanned everyone.

   "Just remember: now, you have the emerald city that is dying..."

  Hile said coldly:

   "And I have the elixir to save the Emerald City."

  Thales' expression changed.

  After saying that, Xi Lai didn't let go, just turned around and set foot on the streets of the new suburb.

   "Cecilia!"

  Thales couldn't help but speak out.

  But Hilley acted resolutely, without looking back, let alone responding.

  She just walked towards the distant fog step by step.

  Looking at Miss Kevin Dill's back, the nervous Wyah swallowed her throat, and walked behind Thales:

   "Your Highness, should we..."

   Mallos next to him slapped hard, choking Wyah's words to death.

  Everyone looked at Thales.

  But the prince's expression was tangled and his mood was messy. He just stared blankly at the back of Xi Lai going away, and didn't respond.

   Seeing this situation, everyone reacted differently.

   But without the order of the prince, no one dared to act rashly.

   Until Hille completely disappeared in the morning mist.

   Only the surprised eyes of everyone remained.

   and the slightly trembling fist of Duke Xinghu.

   There was an unnerving dead silence, Thales exhaled slowly, and turned around.

   "Clean up the mess, go back to the palace, and report," he gritted his teeth, his voice trembling, "tmd everyone."

  Everyone woke up like a dream and obeyed the order.

  Many people walked by the Duke of Xinghu, who suppressed his anger and bowed his head in silence, trembling and not daring to speak.

  Even Huai Ya didn’t dare to ask the prince again, “Where is the extra meal agreed to at night?”.

   "I'll give you some advice, Earl Li."

  Yannik cautiously floated past Li, and spoke softly, as faintly as a mosquito: "If you lose this one, you must find your place elsewhere..."

   "These days, don't mess with him."