The younger one was about the same age as him. There was a wound on his cheek that extended to his chin. It was not deep, but shallow, and had scabbed over. It would probably not leave any scars in the future. This was probably a lucky spot.

He was not sitting in the main seat.

At the head of the throne is a more serious man with gray temples, wearing a satin robe, with the consul's cane on one side. He has the characteristics of a typical fjord people, stern and cold, like a taciturn cliff -

—Those rock walls that have stood in the fjord for many years, in the strong wind, as if they were cut with axes or knives.

Odin yawned.

The house was a little quiet, with charcoal burning in the fireplace.

The older knight's voice was hoarse, like a file being rubbed on sandpaper: "I'm sure it's that man I saw," he said slowly, but very powerfully and firmly: "His name is Baggins. I'm growing up."

Song Fjord met him once, when he was still Ma Wei's subordinate and a die-hard loyalist——"

"Are you sure you read that correctly?"

The older knight nodded.

The man then turned around and glanced at Odin, who hurriedly sat upright - but the governor of Dulon shook his head: "It doesn't have to be like this, Mr. Odin, you Holy Chosen Ones are naturally different from us..."

Odin smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I'm used to it, Mr. Archon."

The Archon nodded: "The Super Sports Alliance asked you to come and help. The Prime Minister is very grateful. We will remember the help you have given to His Majesty in this world, and one day you will be rewarded accordingly."

"ragnarok thank you very much."

The man nodded and got to the point: "So, what do you think of that battle?"

"The opponent is not weak," Odin thought for a moment and replied: "I mean at this level, the opponent is quite strong. Moreover, our people saw people from Silver Vislan in that adventure group..."

"People from Silver Vislan?" The Archon thought for a moment before remembering the names of the guilds of these Holy Chosen Ones: "Aren't they also bound by your Super Competitive Alliance?"

"On the one hand, yes, but recently they have become closer to Stargate Port."

"What's the meaning?"

"It's hard to explain," Odin shrugged. He was just here to complete the task and had no obligation to discuss the situation in the domestic competition with the other party. "But Silver Vislan should not openly oppose the Super Competitive Alliance-"

"Well, in short, we should find the other party first," the consul replied: "Baggins is the person His Majesty the King is looking for. As for the other party, it is up to you to negotiate."

But there was not much meaning in the words of bargaining——

Odin also understands that Aitaria is the native Aitaria after all. This is the behavior of the Corin-Ithurian nobles. Being able to discuss with them means that they are regarded as equals.

.

He nodded.

Then he glanced at the chasing parties outside the window.

He thought for a moment before quietly sending a message to an ID:

"What are you doing in the Shadow Throne recently?"

…

"The other party seems to be someone from the Shadow Throne."

After escaping for a while, Fang Plover looked back and seemed to realize the identities of those people.

He ran very fast, and with the help of the Clockwork Goblin, he would never be blocked in the crowd. The other party chased him for a while, but couldn't catch up. Finally, he had no choice but to stop and yelled at him for a while before retreating.

"It's them." Sylvide had obviously recognized the other party.

"What are they doing again?"

Because of what happened with the Dragon Fire Guild, and the alchemist who was causing trouble for them for no apparent reason, Fang Plover's impression of these people was obviously not much better.

Sylvide only shook her head.

Only then did Fang Plover see that the other party was retreating, not just because he could not catch up with him, but because a carriage was driving over from the other side of the long street. After those people retreated, they protected the carriage from left to right.

The carriage was dusty, and the family crest on it was also removed. After the door opened, two people jumped out, and then another person was pulled out from the carriage. The person struggled for a while, but was unable to do so, but he still got off.

Got the car.

What kind of mission is this?

In normal times, it would be normal for these guilds to collectively perform some tasks, and Fang Plover would not take a second look. It was only when he thought of what Tian Lan and Parker encountered at the Masonk Creek Station that he took a second look.

But at this glance, he was slightly startled. The figure being dragged out of the car was obviously a woman, which always seemed familiar to him.

But at this moment, a few more people noticed him and Sylvester and turned around and walked over. When he saw this, he pulled Sylvide back towards the corner of the street.

"Did you see clearly?" He asked the ship officer: "In that scene just now, did you recognize who that person was?"

Sylvide lowered her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her head, a hint of surprise flashed through her shallow sea eyes: "It seems to be Feos."

Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then realized. No wonder he felt familiar - the other person's back was almost exactly the same as when the maid left the hotel. What were these people doing to kidnap Fios?

If it were someone else, that would be fine, but the plan revealed by the Shadow Throne at the Masonk Creek station has always made him worried. Besides, Miss Phios is not a stranger to them.

The other party helped them once not long ago.

With a thought in his mind, Fang Yu made a decisive decision and said to Sylvide: "Get in my way."

The noble daughter understood this and pretended not to care and stood in front of Fang Plover. Fang Plover used her cover to raise his right hand. The clockwork fairy that was already in the sky paused slightly, and then suddenly flew in one direction.

The people from the Shadow Throne were holding the girl who got off the carriage and walking towards the alley. Fang Plover looked at this scene from a distance and immediately commanded the clockwork fairy to cross the alley above the narrow sky.

Leaves an imperceptible pale golden trail.

He let the camera look down and turned on the narrow field of view mode. Through the magnification, he could see clearly.

That girl wrapped in a cloak and hood, isn't she Phios?

"Have you found it?" Sylvide asked.

Fang Plover nodded.

He clenched his gloves with a 'click' sound.

The clockwork goblin immediately climbed upwards at his command.

The golden construct switched to wide-field mode, and immediately calculated the surrounding terrain from a bird's-eye view - Fang Plover pulled down his goggles and looked back. It only took a moment to find the target in the dense and crisscrossing road network.

Make a way out.

The other party's destination seemed to be a closed hotel down the street.

Fang Plover zoomed in and saw clearly the words on the hotel sign:

‘Miranda’s Rest’
Chapter completed!