After the welcoming ceremony on the airship platform, the follow-up welcoming banquet began in the Golden Rose Palace. The noble kings of this ancient kingdom gathered together to enjoy the food and wine in the "Eagle Hall" with crystal lamps and gold-plated enamels. They pushed the cups between the seats, both passionate and ceremonial. The dignitaries who can bring more benefits to themselves add to their feelings, and every aristocrat who attends the meeting is always paying attention to the royal close-up who is wearing blue and red uniforms at the end of the long hall. With a family name, there will be at least one nobleman who will come to the high platform, pay tribute to the princes and the warriors who have won the triumph, and they will hold the glasses high above their heads, and they will not bother again and again. Everything was chanted by Veronica's title, and everyone smiled as if they were really happy to return to the country safely.

The defeat in the Western Kingdom of the Kingdom seems to have been forgotten, and the cracked defense line in the shadow jungle has not been mentioned. The nobles used the "triumph" to describe today's grand occasion, although in some respects, lead the Knights through the whole The land of chaos, the vital front-line intelligence from the depths of the darkness, and the feats that helped the West Fortress repel the monster army are indeed commendable, but whether this glory is what the Knight Princess wants. It is not known.

From the very beginning, Hao Ren did not adapt to this seemingly enthusiastic but actually no temperature banquet, so after reading it for a while, he did not want to go to the hall to breathe. Rudolph III apparently thought this The guardians from the millennium ago did not adapt to this strange environment after a thousand years, so they readily accepted it: the banquet was originally designed to welcome Veronica and the Knights. The "Ancient Guardian" was an accident. In the role that appeared, His Majesty the King had already had a headache for the ancient warrior. At this moment, he saw that the guardian had no intention of these nobles, and he was happy.

The inlaid silver oak door of the Eagle Hall was closed behind him, and the surrounding area was quiet. The Haoren guided the guards down to the terrace, taking a deep breath of clean air in the order of the city. Baicheng is located in the middle of the Great Plains. The air and the cold and cold winds in the north are blocked by mountains and forests. The climate in the hinterland of the plains is quite pleasant. The breeze at night is slightly cold. With just the right amount of water vapor, a deep breath will make you feel refreshed.

The city is still brightly lit, and the bustling Baicheng has the most abundant nightlife on the Big Six. Hao Ren sees several large flower and fire fairs in the main city below. Some places still seem to continue the daytime unfinished celebrations. He retracted his gaze and his eyes fell on the delicate white stone columns: these ancient elf-style pillars supported a ring of stone rings above the terrace, surrounded by blooming roses and some unknown difference. Boundary plants. Within sight, you can see either the people who celebrated in peace or the exquisite and luxurious decorations that contrast sharply with his experience in the chaotic land.

It is hard to imagine that the world has been in the endless war spiral for 10,000 years. This Kolo world is different from every "doomsday" he has ever seen. The reason for this difference seems to be The short-sighted drunken dream, but thinking of the old knight Morian on the airship, Hao Ren did not think so.

The footsteps came from behind.

Hao Ren turned his head and saw a purple Veronica, the Princess of the Royal Highness finally replaced her **** knight armor, put on a gorgeous light blue princess dress, and even the head was carefully watched by the maid. The card is combed into a style commonly used by aristocratic girls, and it seems that the whole person seems to have changed style. But when I saw the imperial spirit of the princess coming over here, Hao Ren knew that the other's style of painting had not changed at all: Veronica strode forward to this side, and the gorgeous and complicated long skirt was like a The rags of the group were kicked and kicked by her, and she was able to wear such a Chinese costume to get out of the rush of marching, probably her.

"Guardian adults," Veronica came to Hao Ren in front of the wind, and casually said, "How come you?"

“It’s a bit stuffy,” Hao Ren smiled. “It’s breathable. How come out?”

"Disgusting," Veronica revealed an exaggerated expression. "I finally waited for them to flatter. I quickly found a chance to slip out. This **** skirt is driving me crazy. I really don't know how my sister can." It’s harder to wear the clothes that walk around every day than the scales of the Yongdong Frost Snow Guard.”

Hao Ren also knows the temper of the princess, but the princess he met has not been a normal style, so this time just a smile: "It seems that you do not like the nobles."

"They said that I was triumphant," Veronica frowned. "But I know what happened at the border. A whole army was almost delisted. I heard that the soldiers who were evacuated were less than two. The brigade, that is obviously a defeat."

"In the war with chaos, as long as you come back to live, you will win, and while you come back, you have not let the chaos cross the order barrier, it is a big victory," Hao Ren recalled what Sir Morian had said to himself. I replied in the sayings of this world, "'Where is home, it is triumph,' don't you say that?"

"I know," Veronica said with a sigh. "And I know the nobles... In fact, they are not stupid. Of course they know what they have, and they know what they are doing. This is their duty. They must maintain An up-and-coming atmosphere that convinces the people that our kingdom is still strong, even if the real barriers collapse one day, they also have a responsibility to ensure that everyone goes to death after eating the last meal. Just like the Jude people said: wine It’s better to drink it in the stomach than to sprinkle it on the ground."

Hao Ren smiled and said: "It makes a lot of sense."

Veronica shrugged: "Yes, it makes sense. Unfortunately, I don't like this. I feel that I am more like a soldier. It is worth celebrating when the soldiers win, not to flee back."

"It’s not like what the princess should say."

"Your tone is like my father," Veronica turned her head and looked at the cloudy night and the starless night sky. "But also, you are an ancient man a thousand years ago."

Hao Ren suddenly coughed up violently...

After stopping the cough, he quickly took a few sheets of paper from the portable space and handed it to Veronica: "I have already told your father, he agreed to use the power of the kingdom to help me find someone, let me Give this information to you, you can take it."

Veronica immediately took the sheets of paper and passed on. She was already very curious about what the "old friend" who is still active in the world in the mouth of the "Ancient Guardian" was, and this time was also very positive. . She is very clear that the friend of the ancient guardian is naturally a warrior who can survive from the previous generation to another guardian. In any case, it will not be a general generation. If the kingdom really recluses such a powerful person, then It would be a great good news to ask him to go out of the mountain in the name of the ancient guardian.

But after she started the sheets of paper, she was a little bit stunned.

It’s not uncommon for a few portraits to have such exquisite portraits on the paper. The gadgets made by the alchemists can print similar things, but the people on the portraits can be a bit inexplicable. The first piece of paper is A girl with a short black hair and a bright smile who is sitting on the sand to eat melons. The girl’s body does not see the temperament of the “Ancient Warrior”. It is more like an eccentric little girl next door; the second piece of paper It still seems to be her, but her head has turned into a silver-white long head with a pair of triangular wolf ears on her head. There is still a furry tail behind her. She stands in an unknown wilderness. Staring at the sky, a round of the moon, temperament.

If the change of the second picture can be imagined, then the third picture is a bit ridiculous, on the third picture...

It is a huge wolf...may be a dog, because Veronica has never seen a wolf can laugh like this.

Although it was a bit rude, Veronica said from the face of a canine creature that it was a kind of expression from the lungs...

"These..." The princess raised her head and looked at Hao Ren with her gaze.

Hao Ren nodded: "The three paintings are her. I don't know what image she will appear in front of you. I have to list all three of her forms. Oh, yes, there is a missing reference on the third picture. You confess, the white big dog... The height of the wolf is roughly equivalent to the height from here to the small balcony below."

Veronica was stunned: "...three forms?!"

Then she glanced at the balcony below, and she was exclaimed: "So great!!"

“Well,” Hao Ren nodded. “She has three forms. In the face of different enemies, she can swing five to ten times the usual strength, but she has the ability to communicate with others only in the first two forms. ""

“Don't the third form she loses her sense?” Veronica’s expression was particularly chaotic. She didn’t even know how to accept these three forms, and she could follow this logic. “This is ...completely beasting?"

Hao Ren tried to make himself serious: "There is no reason to lose reason. In the third form, she will not speak people. Communication is basically based on Wang... You better find a dog who is good at training dogs to prevent misunderstanding. Fight, to be honest, you a Knights group may not be able to win her."

"Did she be the guardian of the ancient times?" Veronica said with a dull face, and waited for Hao Ren to answer and then added a sentence, "The ancient secret technique... how wonderful."

Hao Ren: "..." (to be continued.) 8