But he didn't speak, and the eldest princess breathed a sigh of relief. She sighed quietly: "I'm sorry, Achilles...I didn't mean to target you."

"I understand your mood," the latter replied faintly: "Your Highness the Princess."

"Thank you."

But Princess Rupert seemed to be very tired, and she waved her hand powerlessly: "Get back, Achilles, let me be quiet alone."

"I want to think about it..."

Achilles nodded slightly and bowed back.

But before leaving the door, he turned around and asked, "Your Highness, what are you preparing for..."

"I see."

She nodded.

But I couldn't help but think of what happened to Beiyin before.

...

"who are they?"

The tall alchemist looked at the group of people entering the Casan Palace in the distance, and turned to Ye Hua on the side and asked.

The Ranger King leaned on his elves bow, holding his hands, looking in that direction - those who entered the Casan Palace were obviously not natives of Istani. They wore northern outfits that were rare in the local area, but the North did not mean Kapuka, Rodell, and the coast of the Staff that only had two or three months of summer a year.

In the hearts of the Istani people, the north is Kaurin and the east is Ishurien, which is a very simple geographical concept.

Those people are from the Kingdom of Kaolin, and they are not ordinary people.

"It's from the Kaolin royal family." Ye Hua replied lightly.

As the former president of the Southern Alliance, he had seen more than once the envoys of the Royal Family of Colin. Those 'angels' dressed and angry horses and arrogant 'angels' have aroused public anger more than once in the Elfindo Parliament.

However, the northerners have always been like this. They boast of themselves as the orthodox kingdom, not to mention that they were envoys of the royal family, most of whom came from a large aristocratic family, and they were even more arrogant.

But with the stability and increasing strength of Istaña, the scene of insulting instructors in the past is now very rare in this country above the sea of ​​sand. To be precise, the Kaolin royal family has not sent such a large-scale envoy here for many years. Ye Hua looked over there and counted it carefully, and said at least hundreds of people.

There are many knights among them.

Dawn Knight.

"There are quite a few people." The alchemist also said.

“It’s certainly quite a lot.”

The size of this envoy is rare in the history of Aitalia.

"But it's not that there are more knights," the former said suspiciously. "It's not like a clerk, but rather an army."

Ye Hua also felt this way in his heart, but he was not clear about the establishment of the envoys of Kaolin-Ishurien, and could only suppress the doubts in his heart. "One hundred and forty-two people," he finally counted the last one, "This is the scale of the Aoshu Empire, and I remember the last time I went to the empire."

"What are they doing?"

the alchemist asked.

Ye Hua shook his head, how could he know?

"I feel something might happen." The King of Rangers answered quietly.

"Similar."

"I remembered something when I said that," Ye Hua suddenly turned around and spoke.

The alchemist looked at him with some surprise.

But the former pondered for a moment before saying, "The spies of the royal family of Kaurin were in trouble here not long ago. It seemed to have happened in Tansneer... I remember that His Highness the Great Princess also protested to the King of Sands for this incident, and this protest was also conveyed to Kaurin-Ishurien."

"I know this, too," replied the alchemist. "I happened to be near Tansneer at that time."

"But it's almost two months gone by, right?"

"Don't forget that dust storm."

The alchemist was a little surprised: "They weren't here for that little thing, are they?"

Ye Hua shook his head again:

"It's just a speculation."

...

The edge of the desert is like a silver thread under the sun.

But in the steaming water vapor, the silver thread twisted slightly, and then it turned into a white city wall with a slight gloss, as small as a thread, or a string of pearls scattered in the sky.

The caravan stopped.

Luo Hao stood in the scorching sand, looking at the looming city walls, almost crying without tears - they stayed in the vast desert for nearly half a month, and almost destroyed their entire army. Now that they finally returned to the civilized world, their hearts were filled with a feeling of surviving the disaster.

Behind this fat man from the military, Jita, Luo Yu, the box and others seemed very excited. The little fat man Lu Fuzhidun fell to the ground and almost cried with joy. He couldn't help but kiss the land - sand, prayed to Android, or Marlan, or Ms. Roman for bringing himself out of the desperate situation.

Although there is still starlight and a chance to resurrection, after experiencing this, everyone has a sense of gratitude.

They more or less understand what adventure is-

It is not just poetry and painting, and treasures hidden in the dungeon, but more about danger and hardship, and careful preparation, so that we can avoid falling into such a desperate situation next time.

However, Luo Hao turned around and looked at the girl standing at the end of the team.

Afeifa was also a little excited - this secret sorcerer girl has lost a lot of weight and suffered a lot of hardships over the past few days, but she still looks very clean and tidy. The Knight of Sky seems to have the power in this regard. Her eyes glowed and she looked at the city in the sky without moving, not because of her salvation.

But because this is her first time to come to this legendary royal capital, the pearl in the sea of ​​sand.
Chapter completed!