Sure enough, when Elna heard this, her green eyes lit up slightly: "By the way, Ed, are you a goblin user?"

Fang was slightly modest: "Let's count it as half."

Erna then showed a surprised look, took his hand without noticing, and asked: "I have a few ideas about the Fairy Messenger. If Ed is okay, can you come and help me?"

This was exactly what Fang wanted. But he tried not to make his intentions too obvious and nodded.

Erna squinted her eyes happily, the previous unhappiness and dark clouds on her brows having been forgotten. She looked at the items in Fang's hands, then reached out and patted them lightly as if thinking of something: "

Then, just take this as my predetermined reward, and when I have the opportunity, I will give you another gift."

In addition, she hesitated for a moment and then said: "But remember to return the things that belong to the guild. They are the property of the guild. We must keep public and private things separate."

Fang nodded.

But that's not what he had in mind. Other things can be returned, but constructing the Kraken is definitely not an option. He can even pay for it, but just to sell the guild supplies, he still has to convince the serious lady president to agree.

Fortunately, it seemed that she had taken a good first step. She was obviously more hesitant than before.

squeak

While the two were talking, there was a long sound of the door being pushed outside.

Fang, Erna, and others couldn't help but look back, only to find that the person who came was still not Mr. Abed, nor a guest, but three people who were obviously wearing uniforms.

They wore a long purple shawl with yellow edges, which hung down to the ground, as if wrapped in a huge veil, and their hands were hidden under it, so it was impossible to tell whether they were armed or not.

The leading man was taller, almost as tall as Elna. In the sunlight at the entrance of the hotel, he almost looked like a long shadow standing up from the ground.

His sinister eyes scanned the hall, and finally looked in this direction.

Fang originally thought that the three of them were here to find Her Royal Highness the Princess, or someone from the Penelope royal family, but she didn't expect that the other party's eyes would finally fall on him and he asked:

"Is Mr. Ed here?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Including Tianlan and Jita, they also looked at each other in surprise. The tone of the visitor was obviously unkind, but they didn't have any enemies in this place. Even the Dragon Worship Cult wouldn't come to their door so blatantly, right?

But before Fang could speak, Ms. Erna took the initiative to stand up and asked, "Who are you?"

The man then looked away from Fang, looked at Elna, and replied coldly: "Madam, this has nothing to do with you."

"I am Erna Vasa, the president of the Tansnir Artisans Association. Please indicate your intention, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Erna's tone was equally strong, and at the same time she reached into her coat and took out a

Only the Lingos Guards are coming.

The man frowned and then replied: "Ms. Elna, we are the royal family's spies. We have something to learn from Mr. Ed."

"The royal family, which royal family?"

"The royal family of Cowling."

When Erna heard this name, she couldn't help but be slightly startled.

When Sylvide heard this name, she frowned slightly.

Fang turned around and even saw that Baggins had stretched one hand behind him. Since they were Her Royal Highness the Princess who came to meet Penelope, they did not bring any conspicuous weapons. The always alert boatswain had a dagger hidden behind his back.

His heart sank, and he already had a premonition of something.

But how did the royal family come here and know that he was in this place? How did they know that Sylvester was by his side?

He couldn't find the answer to the question for a moment, but his mind was like lightning, and he immediately understood that he had to stand up at this time.

He took a step forward, looked directly into the other person's eyes, and replied in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "I am, what do you want from me?"

"Are you Ed?" The man's gaze returned to him, as cold as a poisonous snake.

The other party was not in a hurry, but asked again and again to confirm.

Fang nodded.

"Very good," the man replied: "We have some things that we need your help to investigate."

As he spoke, his eyes turned to Sylvester, his gray eyes flashing coldly: "There is also the lady next to you, we will also take her away to assist in the investigation."

Sure enough, Fang felt that his premonition had become reality.

Baggins was about to step forward.

But Fang stretched out his hand to stop him and Sylvester, raised his head and asked each other: "Why?"

The other party said calmly: "Because we suspect that she has a close relationship with a traitor."

But Fang directly skipped this question and asked: "But how can I believe that you are members of the royal family?"

The man said calmly: "If you want to see it, we can prove it."

"Okay," Fang replied, "Mr. Secret Agent, but there cannot be anyone in our team who is closely related to the traitor."

"That's not what you said, Mr. Ed."

Fang turned back and looked into Sylvester's dark brown eyes, which were filled with affirmation. This was a reflection of the girl's unconditional trust for a long time.

Apart from that, he didn't have any extra movements or expressions, but the noble lady seemed to understand, and her slightly frowned brows flattened again, and she just stood there calmly.

Fang turned around again, looked at the three people, and replied: "That's not necessarily the case."

The man's voice was colder: "Your Excellency, do you mean to stand against the Kaolin royal family?"

"Not really."

"So"

Fang interrupted him directly and replied loudly: "But I keep my word, everyone."

The man stopped and looked at him coldly.

The next moment, no movement was seen from the man. Suddenly there was a gunshot, and a ball of sparks spread out from under his huge shawl. It was obvious that the other party had expected to take action.

But before the whirling bullets could reach him, a large shield stretched out diagonally and stood in front of him. With a muffled sound, the lead bullets shot into the shield, embedded halfway into it, and caused sawdust to fly.

Luo Hao laughed ferociously: "Silly x, do you think I don't exist?"

The man's face was ugly, and he took a step back. At the same time, he turned around and pulled out the six black muzzles of a Type 7 'Tobacco' handgun from under his shawl. He changed the direction and pointed it at Sylvide who was aside.

But before he had time to pull the trigger, he suddenly felt an instability under his feet, the ground bulged, and several sharp thorns stuck out. The man had to back away, and was shocked. What kind of spell was this?

But when he took the last step back, a sharp thorn struck across his hand, pierced his gun, knocked it away, and scattered it into pieces and fell back to the ground.

The man looked up and found that a huge nautilus structure had appeared behind Fang. The tentacles were still emitting a slight fluorescence. The young man was pulling out a silver handgun from behind him and opening the hammer.

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Not far behind him, the daughter of the Albert family held an identical silver gun in her hand, and raised it, pointing the black muzzle at him.

The royal spy did not expect that the other party would be so decisive, and his strength was far beyond his expectation, especially the weird spell, which completely disrupted his rhythm.

In panic, he shouted: "Wait a minute, you are the Chosen One, you cannot interfere in our internal affairs!"

When Fang heard this, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

He finally understood why the royal family's spies knew that he was in this place and Sir Ma Wei's daughter was by his side. It turned out that someone deliberately betrayed this information.

He was as clear as a mirror in his mind, but he remained calm on the surface.

He just looked at the other party and replied calmly: "Okay, I won't interfere."

There was a gunshot.

Flames burst out from the gun in Sylvide's hand, and the man flew out.
Chapter completed!