Give the awakened soldiers a memory-disrupting chaos spell. People quickly left the princess' lounge, and Ann finally had the opportunity to ask her question: "Balthazar Medes, the necromancer of the Tin Soldier? Nemo, don't tell me you're nonsense."

"I don't," whispered Nemo.

He has dabbled in all of the healing techniques.

The happy Mr. Medes has great enthusiasm for the world. Although the battle is not worth mentioning, he can be regarded as the soul of the Tin Soldiers Mercenary Corps. Apart from the advisors of the mercenary regiment, he can almost be said to be the number one tin soldier.

In the biographies of the Tin Soldiers, this gentleman has always been an upright, cheerful, overzealous figure. Medes provided the commander Flint with countless useful information, helping the Tin Soldier Mercenary Regiment get through one difficulty after another.

Unlike Talbot Vance, who politely refused to participate in the expedition, Medes accidentally suffered a serious injury that was extremely difficult to recover when the Tin Soldier joined the expedition - considering the danger of the abyss expedition , Mr. Meders was banned by Flint from joining the mission, and he obediently stayed on the surface to recuperate.

In addition to Flint himself, his comrades were never returned.

In Della Laneyen's records, this person had traveled to Flint's city with an injury during Sonya's illness. Although there is no further evidence, Nemo does not believe that Mr. Medes just happened to be on the tour.

The time was limited, and he didn't have time to tell Oliver all these details.

Flint had no medical or healing skills, but Oliver survived. The former miscellaneous scientist must have played a big part in it—he wasn't cheating Delia, someone did recover from Trent blight. Oliver was the one who survived.

And Nemo had a hunch that Ann definitely knew something about Oliver's mother.

As for Nemo's unwillingness to bring up this person immediately, in addition to the lack of hard information, there is another point - after Sonia's death, Balthazar Medes' temperament changed greatly. He locked himself in a remote ancient tomb and never saw people again. Later, someone occasionally witnessed a figure similar to Medes in the barren mountains, and "that thing" was no longer human.

On the other hand, since Medes entered the tomb, the skeletons stood up from the soil and began to wander around the tomb. The Tin Soldier eventually became a rumored rare necromancer.

Since then, like Talbot Vance, the last tin soldier has never been seen in public.

But to suggest the relationship between this tin soldier member and Trent blight here is tantamount to directly exposing the cause of Oliver's mother's death.

"Ann, Oliver and I have to have a good talk with you about this-" Nemo poked Oliver in the waist.

"We'll talk about this later." Ann firmly blocked Nemo's words, and the female warrior pulled her face and gritted her teeth. "I'm going to tell you two very important things first. Listen, very important. Especially for you, Oliver."

She stared at the void in front of her for a while, and sighed fiercely: "Contact Dylan and Cross first, anyway, Cross knows about it, Dylan... Whatever, he will know sooner or later. "

They had never seen Ann look so serious. Nemo swallowed, and quickly greeted him with the communication crystal, and then the statue froze next to Oliver, waiting for Ann's next sentence.

"Oliver Ramon. Now I'm pretty sure I do want to get Delia out of here. Then it's time for me to tell you the truth...I don't want to do that kind of use-up Scumbag who tells the truth. The Alastair family is your enemy, and you are saving the children of the enemy. Flint didn't even tell you who he was, I don't think he would tell you this, but since you Already involved in this—"

Ann closed her eyes and let out a long breath. After a few seconds she opened them and looked firmly into Oliver's eyes.

"Your mother, Sonia Ramon, was designed to be killed by the late Emperor Sampson Alastair. My father killed your mother—yes, as a As a refugee, I gave up my original name. It was Andrea Alastair."

"Never forget about Nemo, you can leave this matter completely. Answer me now, Captain Tumbleweed, do you want to continue this mission?"

Rosa Earley waited impatiently while Delia met.

The aristocrat named Andre is indeed handsome, and has a charming and dangerous temperament. But he was just a stranger after all, and since the other party was unwilling to be punctual, he didn't need to waste too much time for him—it was too early to end the dance.

The roses are blooming well, and her taciturn sister has recently become ill. Before looking for the next target, she might be able to fold a bunch of beautiful flowers and let Delia, who is inconvenient to go out, smell the refreshing fragrance. With a quick decision, Rosa tightened the sleeve and began to carefully fold the rose—

"Good evening." A nice voice sounded behind her. Rosa turned her head and opened her eyes wide, holding the yellow rose she just broke.

"You are the one just now..." Rosa carefully held the yellow rose, "What's it called?"

"Ed." said the person who came.

It's a pity that the man's expression was too rigid, and that kind of softness was quickly worn away by the seriousness on his face.

"Hello, Ed." No expression is no expression, handsome young people always make people feel good, Rosa showed a sweet smile. "What's matter?"

"Mr. Andrei is temporarily busy and can't come to the appointment. He asked me to bring a message - 'I'm very sorry, I shouldn't have kept such a lovely lady waiting so long.'"

"Nothing, I guessed it." Rosa pouted and grimaced. "That's it, I'm sure I can find a more handsome dance partner! . . . Do you have anything else to do, Ed?"

The handsome young man was still standing in front of her, and her dark brown eyes reminded her of the dry woods on a winter night.

"If you are not in a hurry." The young man who called himself Ed said politely, "Can you help me find someone?"

Rosa raised her beautiful eyebrows.

"The blond man you accosted you just now looked very upset when he was rejected by you - now he must be running into a corner and feeling sorry for himself. Now all my other companions are missing. , only you have seen him for sure. Lord Andrei has given a death order, I must find him as soon as possible... He is not far away, he should be in this garden."

"Of course." Rosa burst out laughing, "Oh, that face is really unforgettable, but not many girls want to dance with a man more beautiful than themselves. I I was shocked by his face at the time, and I was a little speechless. I should apologize too. What's his name?"

"Jesse." Adrian forced a smile, not happy inside.

The knight commander thought that Mr. Dylan would be ashamed himself, but he did not expect that soon after the others left, he threw an extremely naive idea—

"Let's play hide and seek, Ed." Jesse's enthusiasm was higher than ever, "What a beautiful garden!"

"Mr. Dylan, I'm taking an age-reducing potion, not a mind-reducing potion." Adrian responded calmly.

"...you're not romantic at all."

"It's always been."

"Okay, okay. We have an agreement first - I'll hide, you can go to our Miss Rosa, excuse me. Miss Rosa is a hot girl , she will not refuse."

"Why?"

"I've been hit so hard that I need to find a quiet place to cry alone for a while." Jesse quickly understood what the other party meant.

"Tell me where you plan to hide so I can control the time."

"...that's where romance comes in, Ed, I won't tell you that. But as a good fortune teller, I can assure you that you'll find me at the right time ."

Unfortunately, the former judge knight could not understand this "romance" at all.

Rosa picked up the hem of her red dress and scoured the rose bushes in the garden with him. Adrian couldn't even control himself to glance at the huge garbage basket, and he had the urge to peek inside.

The two walked all the way to the garden heart.

"Wow." Rosa sighed, her eyes fixed on the man who was watching flowers not far away. The man looked around ten or so, and he was also handsome with a wild look. "Ed, Ed. Sorry, I saw a very appetizing target—I'm afraid I can't keep looking for you."

The young girl stuffed the yellow rose into Adrian's: "See Mr. Jesse later, give him this flower, tell him I really didn't mean it... ahhh he's leaving Well, I'll go first, see you later!"

The girl in the red dress ran away from him like a whirlwind, and got close to the man not far away, with a bright smile on her face.

"I've been delaying you for a long time, thank you very much." Adrian responded politely, although he didn't think Miss Rosa had the heart to listen to him.

Since she has a clear goal, will Rosa meet Delia for a while, that person should be safe.

He looked down at the yellow rose, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of gold among the branches of the bush.

The knight commander shook his head, and was about to rip off a branch when a white one protruded from the bushes beside him and dragged him into the bushes. The bush was a tall, well-pruned tree, and when Adrian came to his senses, his back was pressed against the trunk, and the man was pressed firmly against the tree by Jesse.

"Shh, they haven't gone far." The blond young man's face was very close, "They are likely to get married in the future, don't disturb the future young couple, Ed."

"Let go of me." Adrian frowned.

"Don't let it go." Jesse said with a grin.

"How old are you?"

"You really don't know the mood, don't you? The bushes in the garden, what a beautiful place. Look at you, you really look like a young aristocrat who sneaks out to have fun - I like it The way you are now. Of course, you were pretty good before too…”

Adrian rolled his eyes.

"Enough," he whispered dryly. "We're here for business, Dylan. Miss Savage doesn't know when to call us, we'll have to wait quietly. This is Rosa gave you flowers, the girl felt a little guilty, although I don't think you were hurt at all - I promised her anyway."

"I'm doing business." The ambiguous smile on Jesse's face became more obvious. He took the yellow rose one by one, glanced at it, and put it in his breast pocket nonchalantly. "Don't worry, they are busy, and it won't be over in a while. It will be rare, why don't we...?"

It will be rare to go to him. Adrian looked vigilantly at the smiling face of the other party - Jesse Dylan was indeed a guy who grabbed everything and indulged in pleasure, and that night in the prayer room, he had fully understood the other party's bad smell.

Although the previous experience was completely unrelated to the concept of "pain", or even the opposite, he didn't want to give the other party a second such meeting.

"Take it easy, take it easy, I'll just use it."

"No."

"It's cold." Jesse buried her face in the crevice of his neck and let out a low laugh. Now that Jesse Dylan is a bit taller than him, Adrian found himself disliking the feeling of being controlled. After a while, Dylan raised his arm, but stretched it out. Adrian tightened his muscles and stared at the one, intending to teach this unknowing fellow a good lesson—

But the one just stopped on top of his head, rubbed it twice, and then brushed away the not-long dark brown bangs.

The relatively tall Jesse Dillon bowed his head slightly and placed a light kiss on his forehead.

"Okay." Jesse smiled softly and happily with a smile he couldn't understand. "Now we can wait for news from Miss Savage. Don't look like that—what, are you expecting something else?"

“…why?”

"Because you found me in the end," Jesse whistled softly, "that's the reward, Ed. Did I say it? I like the way you are, it makes you feel ...really missed."

The indifference that always hung on Adrian's face gradually disappeared. The moment the other party's warm heart touched his forehead, Jesse Dylan suddenly became a little strange, but that strangeness also revealed some strange familiarity. The former knight commander pursed his lips and looked suspiciously at those ice blue eyes.

Very beautiful deep blue, like frozen lake water.

…not like that, he thought. After all, he had given up chasing that illusion since nine years ago.

"Ouch, it's Miss Savage's communication." Jesse shook the communication crystal disguised as a decoration, dragging Adrian back to reality. "Coming to business, Ed. Hey Ed, are you listening?"

"Hmm."

And when the tumbleweeds were about to gather, the princess' lounge was dead silent.

The black seals left, and the guards continued to watch in a daze. To the guards, everything was just a few seconds of trance passing by. The princess was still in front of her, and everyone was just trying to eat, and no one was willing to raise this little anomaly in a calm situation.

Delia sat quietly in the armchair, like a delicate life-size doll. Her eyes were still closed, but this time, the young princess noticed something strange.

There was something crawling on her arm, a slight itch. Then something entered her mind, very, very vague, but she could vaguely distinguish the content.

[Help...help...] That's not exact language, just a very vague ray of emotion.

[Who? 】The princess didn't say anything, she thought hard in her heart. Maybe it's just being in the dark for too long, and your brain is creating hallucinations.

Then she "sees". In those closed eyes, she began to "see" everything around her, except for the unpleasant dark red, everything became clearer and clearer.

[…Who? 】 Her heart is beating wildly, this is undoubtedly some kind of advanced spell. Its caster definitely has top-notch aura concealment ability, so it failed to trigger the alarm of the magic jewelry on her body. 【Tell me who you are? 】

[No...I don't know...I want to help you see...] That thread of thought was a little hesitant, [I...I'm probably a spider? 】

Delia shivered for a while, but she stabilized her emotions and tried hard not to let the guards at the door notice the difference.

【What should I call you, Mr. Spider...or Miss? 】

[The cat mustache. 】This time, his thoughts were very calm.

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