"His honorable consul, Lord Marquis."

Argyle had heard the sound coming from behind the front door when he walked into the hall.

If you still remember this person, you will definitely remember his identity. The Great Commander of the Elpaxin Silver Wind Knights. Since the failed capture of Fang Ling, the people on the Saint Selected did not blame him and his subordinates too much, which is very different from the people in his understanding of the power.

Most of the rulers were serious and mean, even if they pretended to be hypocritical, which made the jazz quite uncomfortable and even disagree with it, thinking that the elected party was just like this. However, subconsciously, he actually liked this way of cooperation, but he rarely mentioned it to outsiders.

However, there was rumors outside that fortunately he did not catch the boy, otherwise Dorifin would have lost a hero. The poet spread the matter throughout the northern border, making him a little dirty, as if he was a villain. Shouldn't the matter on Dorifin be handled by the Knights?

He was a little disagreeing with this-

Argyle walked into the hall with his sword. At this moment, only a few centuries have passed since the Giant War. Kaurin-Ishurien is proud of his martial arts, especially among the nobles. Holding a sword and ceremonial ritual has long become a common etiquette among knights.

But it is also limited to the Knights.

However, in this hall, the specially set up mystery barrier prohibits the magic weapon from taking effect, so the sword in his hand is just a ritual instrument. Argyle walked through the door and saw the young Marquis of Grey, wearing a silver embroidered robe, with beautiful curly hair and temples, and a thick beard. He was holding a chair with one hand, and was slightly tilted to listen to the story of others.

He shines with the exquisiteness and elegance unique to the new dynasty. As we all know, the young king was keen on such "art". Elpahin has changed two or three consuls in the past six months. Originally, the Earl of Shanduo quickly lost his power, and later a "old" nobleman took over and maintained the city for several months until the Marquis arrived.

This marquis was not an important figure at first, but because he was a loyal master of the prime minister, he was able to obtain his current position.

Argyle looked down on this, but he was a little envious.

He held the hilt of the sword and bowed to the other party with the etiquette of a knight.

"You came just right, Argyle," the marquis raised his head, shaking his huge body, and nodded to him, "People say that you value reputation over life, you are a reliable and honest knight. I have a question to ask you. Is that thing really as useful as the Temple said?"

Argyle was disdainful, but he did not dare to neglect. Since the prince arrived in Elpahin, the political struggle in the city became increasingly fierce. The Earl Shanduo, who was originally trusted by the young king, was soon in trouble. This shows that.

He lowered his head and replied, "That thing may not be as useful as expected, but it can always soothe people's hearts. Now people are panic in the city, and people need a psychological sustenance to resist their fear of the Dragon Witch."

"Oh," Marquis Grey nodded with satisfaction, as if he was suddenly aware of it, "I haven't asked, how are our poor Lenoon?"

"He is very good, sir, and it is their duty to sacrifice his life for the country. He was treated with other attackers in the Knights and received special rewards, and there were several of our knights," he paused, "and some of the elected, who also participated in the escort."

"Oh, I know that."

"Sir, I heard that the elected people came from a guild called the Oak Knights of Tapolis, who were treated unjustly and hoped to be promoted by you."

"Okay, I get it, Argyle." Marquis Greyon seemed a little interested in this.

Argyle glanced at the other party, knowing that the other party was unwilling to offend the Crow Claw Temple, and no longer forced it. The reason why he mentioned this was not because of the sense of justice in his heart, but because the people there were some demands from him.

But it’s nothing great if you can’t do it, and these people don’t matter.

"Agail," Marquis Greyon said again: "Let's talk about the recent events, I'm worried that the Temple will object to that ceremony. Of course, I feel quite at ease with that thing in the Knights. I can trust your character, but-"

The temple he mentioned naturally refers to the temple of Marland and Aimeya. The marquis twisted his body on his seat with some anxiety.

He still can't forget what happened not long ago. The three pillars of light that soared into the sky seem to be vivid in his mind today. He doesn't mind interfering in the situation in the North, but this does not mean that he is not afraid of the majesty of the gods. In fact, what he is even more afraid of is that he has unintentionally entered some forbidden zones that he shouldn't have entered.

On this battlefield, it is easy to be treated as an irrelevant chess piece or cannon fodder.

Or simply put, he actually began to feel some regret in his heart.

Argyle looked calm on the surface, but he had already cursed in his heart. The other party did not offend the three goddesses and wanted to take this responsibility. But who didn't know that the three goddesses were not easy to mess with. He pressed his dissatisfaction and replied: "If the Marquis thinks that this time is too sensitive, he can drag this matter back."

"I understand, Argyle," Marquis Greyne sighed: "But the murderous, reckless bastard in Gula Port in the north has decided to perform that ceremony, and if the news spreads, what will people think of us?"

"It depends on you, not me. Who boasts about Haikou, and who should be responsible for it now. And the Knights have already paid the price for it," Argyle felt a little disdainful. This was nothing more than taking advantage of both ends. "But when you agreed to the people of the Crow Claw Temple and the Alliance, you didn't think about the situation today?"

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On the surface, he pretended to empathize, Argyle answered: "Sir, I still have something to say. At least until today, the three goddesses Marlan and Milera have not expressed any attitude towards this matter. Perhaps their believers are only opposing the aggressiveness of the Grey Knight in the North."

"Really?" Marquis Grey was a little surprised.

“It’s true.”

Marquis Greyne seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but on the surface he became serious. He said quietly: "Okay, Argyle, that thing will be kept by your Knights to wait for further news from the Crow Claw Temple. If all this is successful, I will give you the first meritorious service, and maybe we will get the opportunity to meet the king."

Argyle was not interested in the so-called merits, because he understood that this man would definitely put his merits in front of everyone, leaving them with only some leftovers. Fortunately, he didn't care. He only relied on his own Silver Wind Knights, but if he had the opportunity to meet the king, he would be a little moved.

He nodded slightly.

Marquis Grey directly skipped the topic and suddenly spoke again: "Agail, how is that person?"

Argyle felt a sudden reflex and reacted. He shook his head quickly: "Sir, you can't ask me about this. The Knights did not monitor that sir. You can ask Lord Finonen, who is in charge of Elpahin's guards, and maybe he can give you an accurate answer."

Marquis Grey was silent for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

However, both of them cursed in their hearts that the other party was an old fox.

...

Tianlan soon lost the mood to pay attention to other things.

For example, what exactly is the fire-breathing horned lizard?

The entire Qihai Traveler's hull seemed to resonate, comparable to the last time they passed through the wind element layer, every board and every screw was moaning, squeaking, with a "pop", a magic storage crystal cracked on the magic engine.

"I'm going to bump into it ahhhhhhhh-!"

Every pull rod on the magic engine was trembling violently. She almost had to use all her strength to pull it down. All output channels were opened to the maximum, and the shield device was also under overloaded working, but the sailboat's decline was still accelerating, and the numbers on the altimeter were jumping like crazy.

Because of weightlessness, the sky blue hair flew up one by one. For a moment, she felt that the world was still. The small objects originally placed on the dashboard flew up one by one, floating in the air. The horned lizard was flying over her in a swirl, blinking her membrane-shaped eyes, and staring at her with her black pupils.

On the deck, Baggins was frowning and staring at the deck wind, with each sail working, and he listened to the sound coming from the side of the ship, as if judging the airflow below.

Tang Xin and Xie Sitazheng grabbed a cable each, and the latter was fine, and the former had blue veins bloomed from their white wrists.

The former bit his silver teeth tightly, but he still dragged forward inch by inch by huge force. Milera's pastor was not a profession known for his strength, let alone she was not a professional sailor.

Silvede pushed open the door and walked out, looked at the situation on the deck, picked up his sleeves and walked over, reached out from behind Tang Xin, and helped the other party hold the rope. Tang Xin was slightly stunned, felt the pressure on her hand relaxed, and turned around to see the lady in the ship behind her.

"Why are you out? Miss Silmide, shouldn't you stay below to command?" she asked in a bad tone.

"Then I can't use it anymore," replied Silmide. "Don't look at me like this. When I was a child, I went out with my father. Many experienced sailors may not be as good as mine in the knowledge of Kawai and sailboats."

Tang Xin couldn't help but look at the latter a little surprised.

She loosened her hands, and the two of them were almost dragged forward by the cross-over mast, and then they quickly pulled hard and pulled the cable again. She then turned around and asked, "Have you ever been on the boat when you were a child? Have you left Kaolin-Ishurien?"

"I have been to many places before I was fostered for that noble lady," Silvede nodded, "far further than we are now. I have been to the Empire and the Hill of Giant Trees, seen the sea of ​​clouds there, and even saw the sailors fighting. My mother wanted me to be a lady, but his father always wanted me to inherit his mantle."

Tang Xin couldn't help but feel enlightened. As a girl living in modern society, she rarely heard of such a bizarre and beyond imagination. She seemed to have temporarily forgotten her relationship with the other party and couldn't help asking: "What about you, what about you, what do you think?"

"My father is a man born for Kūkai, and I am Kūkai's daughter," replied Silweid. "I stepped on this road to find him not only to find his whereabouts, but more importantly to walk on the same path as him. It is a matter of no regrets that those who seek life on Kūkai will eventually be buried in this sea of ​​clouds. Even if I don't find him, I will not regret it."

“I can’t understand a little.”

"Yes, people who are down-to-earth can rarely understand sluts like people on the sea," Silmide pulled the cables on his arm, then took two steps back, wrapped them in the rigging and fixed them, and smiled, "But some people are different. They are keen on adventures and keen on the unknown. It is not just because of the impulsive blood in their bones, but people's pursuit of the world."

"Are you talking about my cousin?"

"Ed is a unique person."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "I don't think so."

Silvede looked at her with a smile: "This is where you are happy."

Tang Xin couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

She was silent for a moment before she lowered her eyelashes as slender as feathers and replied, "If you have the chance, Miss Silvede, I want to hear your story." It seemed that for the first time, she realized that this girl who had always been hostile to these hostility had something unique to her.

She said that the pigeon was different, but she was not the case with herself. She was a little jealous because it was exactly what she couldn't understand.

"Happiness is so great." Silmide replied with only a smile.

The small ball of light was floating around on the deck, as if he was curious about what the sweaty fat man in front of him was doing.

But no one knows that its behavior has greatly aroused Luo Hao's dissatisfaction. In fact, when anything is close to you, floating around in front of your sight and interfering with your judgment, you will definitely feel very annoyed.

Especially this thing is still shiny, like a light bulb.

Luo Hao couldn't help but waved his hand, which made the little thing look angry. While avoiding his hand, he flew around him. After a while, Luo Hao was a little dizzy. Luo Yu, who was beside him, shook his head, stretched out a finger, and emitted a ball of snow-white light.

The little thing felt the magic reaction and flew over immediately, rubbing against Luo Yu's fingertips like a ball of cotton.

"The magician is so good." Luo Hao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this scene. He pressed his hand on the rising control platform and took great effort to bring back more than ten sails of the sailboat. The height of the Qihai Traveler was decreasing rapidly and soon approached the ground.

Luo Hao could already see the vast snowy land outside through the projection, and the horizon was rising. He had to concentrate on using the size of the cedars as a reference to determine where they were. But even so, it was still easy to make visual misjudgments, and the sky blue over there was hysterical shouting-

It seems like the boat will hit the next moment.

"Luo Yu!" Luo Hao suddenly shouted.

Element nodded and reached out to put his hand on the console. Both of them were laymen in the control boat, and they could be considered half a sailor and half a combat craftsman, which combined was about one quarter of Miss Tata-if they simply did not calculate the calculation power.

At that moment, all the masts on the Qihai Traveler, horizontally and each cable were tightened, and the half-open sail made a whirring sound - on the deck, Silweid, Tang Xin, and Baggins all raised their heads and watched the sails working.

Only the maid, she was a little indifferent to this.

However, more than ten sails were perfectly adjusted at the last moment. Fortunately, they did not encounter any complicated vortex or shearing wind along the way. Although the process was a bit thrilling, they finally "landed" safely.

An open valley ahead was exposed in front of everyone, and the speed of the sailboat's descent height began to slow down. After they passed through the contact layer of the wind element surface, their sailing began to become stable, and the altimeter did not turn upwards like they were broken.

The squeaking sound of the hull gradually subsided. The sides of the valley were less than the height of the ship's side, and the scenery around became clear. In the magic cabin, Tianlan was lying on the instrument panel as if she was paralyzed. She swears that she would never want to do such a thing again in her life.

When the fat man suggested, she should be alert-

Luo Hao put his hand on the console and turned off most of the systems on the Qihai Traveler, such as the shield device that had been seriously overloaded, with half the power of the Guy generator. He turned around and said to Luo Yu: "Call the spell."

Luo Yu nodded and shot the crystal in his hand out of the open lower hatch door. The crystal exploded about sixty feet away, forming a hazy ice crystal fog.
To be continued...