Chapter 861

Although Reuven Friede tried his best to stay and poured down half of his entourage with barrels of Mead, the mission set out the next morning.

Before entering the forest, Lorent ordered to leave all the horses and all the people to carry their bags on foot - it was a difficult task for the bain people in the knight's hometown to give up their mounts, but it was necessary.

Without him, in the rugged and narrow paths of the ancient wood forest and the dark and terrible dense forest, the cavalry is an absolute living target; Moreover, for the elves, hiking is also a kind of "goodwill" to prove that they have no hostility.

In the past, it may not matter, but if, as Lu Wen said, even the elves in the morning star forest began to block their settlements, it would be very necessary.

"... therefore, when the elves in the whole ancient wood forest are beginning to be hostile to humans because of something, it is the first priority of our trip to try to avoid any actions that will offend them and win their favor."

The black haired wizard raised his head as he spoke and looked at the mission team behind him. The heavily armed Bain Knights carried their bags and looked at the left and right sides with great vigilance. It was like an outing:

"Of course, if you still have to commit something in the end, you have to let our great lord Ayn Rand come forward to resolve the misunderstanding between the Empire and the Ancient Wood Forest Elves; maybe you can really be a benefactor to save the whole empire, Ayn!"

"Laugh at me there again." the little drunk wizard deliberately turned his head and ignored him: "really, saving the Empire... How can it be so exaggerated."

"It's not an exaggeration, it's a fact." Lauren sighed and said seriously, "if there is an accident, all of us can only rely on you - even if they forget anything else, they won't forget what they promised."

All the ancient wood forest elves who fought in the big tree wall have the obligation to die for AIN Rand... That's the original words of a female elf.

He fought side by side with the dancers and won the ogre invasion; But what really impressed and unforgettable was a small wizard who was always busy in the back line and saved hundreds of war dancers.

Not only that, in the early days of the Principality of lottel and the ancient wood forest alliance, ayin was always responsible for the mediation and negotiation between the two sides. The Elves were far more familiar with her than their "coming and going like the wind" comrades in arms.

Of course, despite the close relationship, Loren's original first candidate should be little priest Weber - compared with this "professional", the little wizard must be inferior to him in eloquence and persuading others to believe in himself.

Priests who can make elves believe in the Holy Cross and want each other to put down their guard and believe in themselves... It's not easy.

The black haired wizard shook his head, and the big eyes of a little priest who was always sincere, clear and could speak flashed back in his mind.

It's a pity... In the face of the continuous suppression and demands of the Holy Cross Church, I must install a bold bishop in the Byrne church; At the same time, Weber had to rely on various church reforms to "bear the black pot" for the misappropriation of church property before himself and the United Chamber of Commerce.

"Well, er... Now that you've talked about the importance of your trip, Ayn, there's another thing..."

The dark haired wizard wanted to ask, but it was not very interesting and a little difficult to say.

"Hmm?" the little wizard looked at him with his head tilted and blinked in ignorance.

"What's up?"

"No, it's all right!" Loren immediately rejected, smiled and scratched the back of his head. "I just want to ask, before leaving, Charlotte... What did you two say?"

"Charlotte Loren, you..."

The little wizard first frowned slightly, then his eyes stared round: "ah... So it is!"

"You keep talking all the way, just want to know this?!"

Huh?

The black haired wizard was stunned. He just wanted to explain something, but when he saw Ayn's suddenly enlightened expression, he decided to give up.

"Not so exaggerated, just... Curious."

Some stiff squeezed out a smile, and Loren waved his hand: "so... What did you talk about?"

"Loren Turin..." the little wizard hugged his shoulder and glanced at him with a faint hum: "what else can I do? 'follow this guy and don't relax for a minute', 'be vigilant at all times, don't let him take risks on his own initiative', 'be careful about safety'... These words of concern."

"... really?"

"Of course it's fake!" Ayn turned her head: "who doesn't know how much you bastard like to let others worry about you! Shire and I just talked about elves and apologized for their previous actions. Who would talk about you all the time!"

"Oh, so it is..." the black haired wizard smiled twice, and then suddenly reacted with a frozen expression:

"Wait... Shire?!"

What is this?

"Well, don't you know?" the little wizard blinked and looked at him suspiciously: "Charlotte is her official Christian name. When she was a child, her family called her Charles."

When I was a child... My family

Lauren's expression was even more confused.

When did they two

"When a Duke often left the castle and ran around..." Ai Yin, who noticed the expression of the black haired wizard, raised a sly smile and deliberately showed a proud look:

"Well, I'm almost a good friend who doesn't talk about anything."

"..." Loren Turin.

"When she was a child, the object she worshipped was Charlotte I, the tenth generation of 'Dragon Queen'; that's why she took this name; she dreamed of becoming a monarch, poet, artist and collector like her."

Ayin's voice was very light, and her smiling expression seemed as if Charlotte was standing in front of her: "she once dreamed of becoming the first female Knight king in history!"

The dark haired wizard nodded silently, which he absolutely believed and had no doubt that she would succeed.

"She is a bit stubborn, but not completely unreasonable; sometimes she will be biased against some things and people, but this is inevitable - everyone will have their own cognitive limitations on all things."

Sipping his lips, the little wizard with his back hands was distracted, as if he was looking at a delicate ceramic: "she armed herself very strong, she is indeed very strong, but..."

"It's just a girl with too much experience and too much burden."

Loren looked at the little wizard in a daze:

"Ayn, what are you... Trying to say?"

"Nothing, I just said Charlotte was a good girl." the little wizard whispered, "what you usually see is the way she has to pretend."

After pulling the corners of his mouth, Loren, who was about to stop talking, chose silence - at this time, he really didn't know what to say.

The two men who were quiet moved forward silently. Insects and birds could even be heard in the quiet forest, and behind them was the heavy walking sound of the team.

"Loren."

Wiped the sweat on his forehead, the little wizard suddenly said.

"What?"

"Why... Me?"

"Hmm? Well... I've explained this." the dark haired wizard replied with a smile, "that's because Ayn, you are very good among the elves..."

"Nonsense."

Huh?

The interrupted Loren raised his eyebrows.

"If a bad guy can persuade a group of elves who don't even know him to fight a battle they've never heard of," Ayn said faintly:

"It's just to make the other party believe in themselves again. What's the difficulty?"

Loren was stunned and then squeezed out a stiff smile: "well... If there is less trouble, there will be less trouble. Besides, I can't go so smoothly every time. There will always be failures..."

"Isaac, Charles, mentor Dalton, even... Charlotte." the little wizard with low eyebrows murmured softly, "should any of them be more useful than me standing here?"

The long forest path, a group of people like never go to the end.

"Maybe."

The dark haired wizard said calmly, "maybe it's true."

Ayn's face darkened.

"But I can't imagine what it would be like for Isaac to put down his airs and get along with the fairy pharmacists, or even talk and laugh." Loren turned his words:

"I can't imagine that Charles, who is always graceful, hurried forward with his luggage in the mud in the forest and had to bandage the wounded;"

"As for mentor Dalton... Well, he's great, but there's no place for him to lurk in the ancient wood forest, because the war dancers are more familiar with it; he's good at insight into human nature, but he's not good at taking advantage of it, otherwise he wouldn't be used by rut infinite."

"And Charlotte Turin - I don't doubt how good our excellent Countess of red blood castle is at mediating and compromising; but let a proud man negotiate with another group of proud and elusive elves... Well, I'm afraid the Empire will have to declare war on the ancient wood forest tomorrow."

"Puff --!"

Before Loren finished, the little wizard couldn't help laughing.

"No one is worthless - you can move thousands of elves with the most ordinary things and make them want to die for you; I can't do it, anyone can't do it." Loren stared into her eyes and said softly:

"Eliminate estrangement, trust each other, put down scruples and disputes... This is the greatest miracle!"

The dark haired wizard finished these words with sincerity.

The little wizard pursed his lips from beginning to end and said nothing.

At this time, Lucian, who was at the front of the team, suddenly stopped and stopped the Byrne Knight behind him with his right hand.

The movement ahead stopped all the missions stretching along the path.

"Hey?" the little wizard was stunned first: "it should not be within the scope of the morning star forest. How..."

The next second, she was interrupted.

"Right ahead, left and right wings, someone is approaching - enemy attack!"

The roaring grey pupil juvenile double swords came out of their scabbard and stopped at the front of the team: "Bain, take the array - prepare to meet the enemy!"

While the roar sounded, the Byrne knights in the queue had dropped their backpacks and turned their backs to each other, but they still formed a circle with tacit understanding and unity, surrounding the black haired wizard in the center.

Under the cold helmet edge, a pair of sharp eyes passed through the flat raised two handed sword, staring at every move in the surrounding dense forest.

Around the towering ancient trees of panzha Wolong, there was no movement or sound except the grass gently caressed by the breeze.

The expressionless black haired wizard silently blocked the little wizard behind him, raised his eyes slightly and swept to a branch not far away.

A leaf fell from the empty branch.

"Someone, up there --!"

I don't know who shouted the first sentence. All the Byrne Knights pulled out their crossbows at the same time and aimed the cold arrows at the surrounding treetops.

The next second, in the empty surrounding dense forest, there were several more faintly visible figures on almost every tree.

Sharp eyes have surrounded the whole mission from all directions.

It's like looking at the prey you're about to get.

The Byrne Knights stared wide, and they were really shocked to see the elves for the first time, and even many people showed a trance expression.

Lauren, who slightly tilted the corners of his mouth, took back his eyes, patted Lucian on the shoulder, and turned his eyes straight ahead under the nervous gaze of the gray pupil boy.

A thin and tall figure was approaching them from the front.

Slender and slender, melon seed like sharp ears, the top of the red spear in his hand is the spear tip in the shape of willow leaves, and there is a animal skin package on his back, tied with several shorter throwing guns.

The fiery red horsetail is as dazzling as a flying swallow tail flag.

"This is the ancient wood forest, which belongs to our Chenxing forest settlement."

"Didn't the Lord of Shenlin Castle tell you that the forest has been blocked? No human can enter until we officially announce the lifting of the blockade."

"If you dare to take another half step forward, the long gun of the war dancer will run through your heart!"

The voice of cold words was sharper than the tip of the gun in her hand; Grandma's green eyes obviously shrunk when she noticed the black haired wizard.

"Yes, Reuven Fred told us, but we're still going to come and see it with our own eyes and confirm it."

With a calm opening, the black haired wizard walked forward slowly and looked at the emerald eyes: "look at the elves in the morning star forest. Do you still remember their friends?"

The thin figure trembled slightly, as if his breathing had stopped.

As like as two peas, I can't believe that the person in front of me is just like the one in memory, and even half a step back.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. It's beautiful."

"Leia."