All the anger accumulated in my heart due to all kinds of troubles and discomforts these days has disappeared.

"Yes, we have to discuss how to deal with the current situation." He gave a big hug to his younger brother who was not related to blood.

Although I haven't seen each other for more than 20 days, the urge to meet again after a long time forced Moya to make a move that surprised everyone.

"Hey~~~~~~ Are you really Moya-Fasi?" Bilfit was particularly surprised to receive this kind of treatment that only belongs to relatives.

In his impression, Moya Fassi, his father's adopted daughter, has always been indifferent and alienated.

Neither thirty years ago or thirty years later, this would have been done...humanized, especially after she became a priest.

In prison, she would complain, be angry, and cry. But since she got the freedom and obtained the position of Night Elf Priest, she became less and less emotional, and everything started with the interests and revenge of Night Elf.

Why did I change so much after going out for a walk?

"Okay, I just suddenly figured out something. There is no need to be surprised like this."

Patting Bilfitt's shoulders with a dull face, Moya asked the on-call swindler to take Roland to a quieter room first; "You two, take her to the room upstairs to treat the wound."

"At first I thought you were injured."

Seeing Roland leaving with the caster and confirming that it was not Moya who was injured, Bilfit breathed a sigh of relief.

He was welcoming foreign envoys. When he heard the guards from the City Lord's Mansion came to report that the high priest needed two magicians in urgent need. He thought she was seriously injured, so he quickly handed over the reception task to the abyss priest Thorne, and hurried back with two night elf magicians he had personally selected.

But when he came back, he found that Moya was standing safely in the hall, discussing the current situation with Sistale, but instead, a strong smell of corruption came from the man sitting on the chair.

"By the way, who is she?" Thinking of Moya's unwritten introduction to this mysterious man who covered her face with a cloak, Bilfit couldn't help asking her identity.

"My friend."

"Friends!!" Bilfit was even more curious about Moya's explanation. She had never mentioned this word since she left the prison, even Sith

Taal was only planned to be among his companions.

"Friends" have become a taboo that cannot be touched for Moya, who has been betrayed completely.

Her trip has really changed a lot...

"Well... I will explain to you the identity of Roland in the future. Now you should tell me what big shots have come to Merri." Without rushing to tell Roland's identity, Moya was going to drag his younger brother and Sistale into the study they specially used to discuss important matters.

"By the way, you come together." At the end, she called the forgotten substitute who was standing in the corner.

Seeing the question marks of Sistale and Bilfit, Moya just smiled; "I will figure out what has been bothering for many years, thanks to her."

"Let's go, let's go to the study to talk. I will tell you what I want to know."
Chapter completed!