A colorful strip of cloth drooped from the towering white-ying stone wall, a young woman was sliding down the tall spire along the not-so-sturdy homemade rope.

The patrol team that suddenly passed by below was so scared that the girl was so angry that she didn't dare to breathe.

Seeing the group of night elves walking away, the girl threw away the rope that was about to be broken and jumped onto the deserted street in one breath.

Without any hesitation, I headed straight to the building opposite the street with the Adventure Guild badge hanging.

"Is there a caravan to the Southern Continent?" He deliberately lowered his voice, but he still couldn't hide the girl's anxiety.

He looked up at the woman who wrapped her whole body in a thick cloak. The old man in charge of registration reached out and pointed to a team outside the door that was ready to go. His blonde and blue eyes knew that he did not belong to the Eastern Continent at a glance.

"You want to join our caravan?"

The leader stared at the woman who was not tall in front of him, and he knew from his voice that he was very young and had no idea why single women like her, who had a good background, followed their caravan.

The Glory King City is the world of merchants. Here, wealthy businessmen can enjoy the same status as the night elf nobles. Judging from her clothes, they are all of them with good clothes. If they don’t stay at peace, they have to endure hardships with the caravan. This really makes people have to be vigilant.

"This... Actually, I am an exiled nobleman from the Southern Continent. I am very eager to return to my motherland." Looking around, I didn't see the night elves. While the girl explained her purpose, she also handed over a bag of gold coins.

"Since you are a noble, it's even worse. The caravan wants to cross the desert, and we may not be able to take care of you." The leader was about to find a word of ruling, but the woman in front of him handed over an exquisite and small badge. The mark unique to the prayer master made the leader shaken.

Although the Holy Light Prayer Master is just a superb healing master, their other special skill is needed by all caravans - to disperse the dead.

In recent years, the relationship between the Night Elves and the Northern Death Territory has become increasingly tense, and small-scale frictions have occurred from time to time. Not only has the Andanes Corridor become dangerous again, but even the wilderness is filled with a large number of immortal objects. If you bring a prayer master known as the nemesis of the undead, the safety of the caravan returning to the Southern Continent will increase a lot.

"Okay, I'll take a chance." Knowing that this young woman might be on the wanted list of Dark Night, the caravan leader agreed to let her go. After all, as long as she leaves the East Continent, even if she leaves the sphere of influence of the Night Elf, it's hard to say that she may be a high-level clergyman of the Light Church.

The leader of the caravan of the Believers of Light thought this way, without realizing the consequences of bringing a super trouble out of Merri.

The girl who hid in the caravan and left Mei peacefully looked back at the city gradually becoming smaller behind her and couldn't help but murmur; "Forgive me, father. I know that you are seeking the protection of the night elves to make me live, but... I don't want my life to be built on freedom."

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"Ain, what should you tell me to say?"

Looking at the man trembling slightly below, the eyes of the goddess Ruye of the Dark Night was shining with a sharp cold light.

"It was my mistake..." Without looking up, Ain also knew what the face of the two black women sitting on the throne would be. He knew this woman too well... No, it's time to be called a goddess now.

He had seen her indifferent and cruel side hundreds of years ago, and he knew that the mistakes he had made might disrupt her carefully arranged arrangements.

"Please tell me where your lovely daughter is?" When the patrol guards reported that the forbidden tower had been empty, Moya's furious frightened several night elves so much that they were all bloody.

"Mansha... I am willing to accept any punishment from you. Please forgive Mansha for being reckless. She is still a child." Ain's expression of only wanting to plead for his daughter touched the pain of the past that had gradually faded from Moya's heart.

Thinking of her life experience, and even more, her cold expression softened when she has been dead for many years.

"I didn't say I would punish you and your children, but her departure would definitely disrupt the agreement I finally reached with the church.

You also know that I have discussed with the Emperor and put your daughter in Roland, with the purpose of not wanting her to have any accidents in the Southern Continent.

Although I don't know why the head of the gods would let Roland stay alone in the earthly realm, I must not sit idly by and watch Roland be hurt." Moya pressed her painful forehead. She never expected that the daughter of Ain would choose to escape at this time, and it was after she had borrowed her identity.

He had agreed to Defik that Roland would hide from the conservatives of the Light Church and radical nobles of the Holy Empire in the Southern Continent under Mansha's identity, but now the good placement is disrupted by the disobedient little girl.

Her departure will not only affect the balance between the night elves and the Holy Empire, but also put Roland in danger.

"Don't worry, Serol follows all the way. I believe he will bring Mansha back soon." At the other end of the throne, although the words of the night elf King Sistare slowed down Moya's anger, she was still worried that this sudden change would bring danger to Roland.

The East Continent is no longer as closed as five hundred years ago, and the other three continents no longer resist the night elves as they did five hundred years ago. The frequent business exchanges give the Mansha girl more opportunities to escape from the main control area of ​​the night elves. As long as she follows a caravan, she can easily leave He Yinvega. Once she leaves the East Continent, it will be even more difficult for the Night Elf to capture this stupid person who is ignorant of the world.

"No, I'm not very relieved. Let Awen issue a wanted order, and be sure to catch the little girl before Roland's identity is disclosed."
Chapter completed!