Chapter 878

The heavy knock on the door echoed for a long time like a big bell.

Dead silence.

All the Elven elders held their breath and stared at the front door of the long house.

The sudden knock on the door was beyond everyone's expectation.

Meade, with his back to the gate, did not say a word, and his expression froze in his face.

The nervous little wizard didn't even dare to look back, for fear that she would see the most terrible image in her mind - the fairy Leia walked into the long room with a sad face, holding the head of the black haired wizard in her hand, and told herself in a trembling and painful voice: "sorry, ain, I can't betray my cell family, can't betray the morning star forest..."

No, no! She promised herself she wouldn't hurt Lauren!

The silence lasted a whole minute.

"Who is it?"

The first one who couldn't restrain himself was the elder of the wasteland forest: "no matter who it is, don't you know what a sacred thing the elder's meeting is? No one can open this big fan until the meeting is over..."

"Dong... Dong --! Dong --!"

Three rough knocks on the door, like merciless ridicule, hit the elder of the wasteland forest on the face, making the angry elder blush. It took a lot of effort by his companions to press him back to his seat.

Midell still smiled, but it was no longer as gentle as it was at the beginning, with a touch of cold.

The wuyueting war dancers of Gongwei cloud canopy tree have all taken refuge in themselves. The only Morningstar forest war dancer who may be informed has also been placed under house arrest. The soldiers of other settlements have been transferred, and the imperial mission is being besieged by war dancers several times their own. Even those who escape and break through will be blocked under the cloud canopy tree

So what happened?

At this time, in any case, it should be impossible for someone to come out and disturb themselves to "persuade" the Elven elders to completely cut off their ties with the Empire and take refuge in the Azor Kingdom - their blood relatives are.

What went wrong and who broke his plan

"Bang --!!"

With a loud noise, the gate was knocked open.

The heavy impact echoed in the long house again and again; The glare of light came from the gate into the whole dark hall.

Almost at the same time, all the Elven elders in the house couldn't help narrowing their eyes and turned their eyes to the door outside; The little wizard and Meade, with their backs to the door, also turned their heads in "tacit understanding", or looked at them in fear or surprise.

A leisurely figure appeared outside the door and walked towards them step by step.

"Sorry, sorry... Everyone, I'm really very sorry."

Lazy tone, no sincerity to apologize; But it made the whole hall silent.

The leisurely pace stopped, and the comer tilted his head and looked around the long house calmly - shocked and confused elders, the Azores with a blue face... And Ayn Rand with worried eyes.

He said faintly, "I'm late."

"Loren --?!"

The little wizard exclaimed, and a surprise color flashed in her eyes - she almost had to do her best to resist the impulse to rush directly and hold each other in her arms.

How many times, how many times did I really think he was by Leia

"... anyway, you are here at last, your excellency Loren Turin, or... The messenger of the Empire, Duke Bain."

When the long house was still full of confusion, or confused or in doubt, the elder of the morning star forest took the lead to get up and bow to the black haired Wizard:

"But I must remind you that once the door of the Presbyterian Council leader's house is closed, it can't be opened unless it's over. Otherwise, it will bring disaster - more importantly, it's a great disrespect to the Elven custom."

The elder's voice is sonorous and powerful, just as the elders are commanding the younger generation; But Lauren, with his head down, had heard the meaning of his words, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The fact that you are late has made the elders of other settlements very dissatisfied. Lower your posture. We chenxinglin will stand on your side - this is the meaning revealed in the words of chenxinglin elders.

"Let me sincerely apologize to you again, you kind elders... Although I have visited the morning star forest, I really don't know much about the customs of elves."

Loren kept ayin behind without any trace while returning the salute in an unassuming manner; The little wizard who was completely in surprise was as clever as a little rabbit: "however, when it comes to customs, there is a special word in the imperial vocabulary to express different races..."

"Don't discuss any customs yet!"

The elder of the fog moon court who recovered from the shock quickly got up and stared at the black haired wizard with a tense face: "please tell us how you entered the fog moon court and how you bypassed the guards of the dancers outside the door!"

The long house was quiet again, and the elders with different expressions frowned at the same time - especially the elders in the fog moon Court felt a little difficult to breathe.

"Guards? I didn't see any guards." Loren deliberately bypassed the first question and replied lightly, "if you mean those guys who rushed up to kill me as soon as they heard my name... HMM."

With a leisurely look, Loren recalled something that had just happened not long ago.

He had planned to find a way to rescue Liya under house arrest. As a result, the Female Elf was as smart as before, put down one and took the opportunity to run away.

I helped her put down the second one.

Then there are several war dancers guarding the cloud crown. As soon as they hear their names, they rush up like mad dogs; But I'm lucky, because there's no need to limit any means this time.

The rock will destroy the terrain and separate them one by one, and then the spiritual horizon determines the coordinates of each one, one by one... The war dancers who encounter magic for the first time are completely caught off guard.

Sure enough... Just sneaking in is the most suitable for yourself. It's really dangerous to ambush and sneak attack; Anyway, as long as no one sees him or stops him, no one knows he has sneaked in.

Well, that's it.

"I've made them pay the price they deserve."

Such an answer made the elders' faces more and more ugly.

The due price... What kind of price is the due price?

Are all the dancers in the fog moon court guarding the cloud canopy tree given by the Duke alone

The Elven elders wanted to exclaim, "it's impossible!" but the fact was that the other party stood in front of them intact, and there was not even a guard war dancer outside the door.

In the long house, there was another dead silence.

Until the grumpy elder of the wasteland forest broke it again.

"What about the imperial army?!"

Suddenly he got up. The elder of the wasteland forest pointed to the black haired wizard's face and angrily said, "you keep saying that you came for friendship and peace, but you quietly mobilized thousands of troops to gather at the border of the ancient wood forest. Is this also the embodiment of the friendship and peace of the Empire?"

The frightened little wizard shrunk his neck and closed his lips.

It is absolutely impossible to avoid the past.

She knew that the mobilization of troops had nothing to do with Loren, and it should have nothing to do with Reuven. It was probably inspired by the Duke of lottel and his majesty Eckhart II in the sky palace... But it was not so in the eyes of the elves. They would not distinguish the "Duke of Byrne" in front of him from the Empire behind him.

In their view, the Elves were deceived by the Empire and used their unilateral "trust" - to deceive them with the so-called "peace and friendship", but in fact they secretly wanted to eradicate the elves in the whole ancient wood forest.

Although this sounds absurd, the elves do think so; As for the emperor of the sky palace, his majesty... He may really be able to do it!

"Let me answer your two questions separately - first of all, it is an internal affair of the Empire to mobilize troops to gather in any corner of the Empire, which has nothing to do with the elves in the ancient wood forest." Loren looked around and replied with a smile:

"Just as the Empire will not interfere with how the elves hunt, the elves should not ask how the Empire will mobilize his army - this is a sign of friendship and mutual understanding between the two sides and a prerequisite for peace."

However, although the elder of the wasteland forest is irritable, he is not stupid. He completely doesn't eat the "flicker" of the black haired Wizard: "yes, if we put thousands of soldiers on the edge of the forest to 'hunt', will the Empire also..."

"Secondly, I have very detailed information to reply to you about the troops assembled by lottel this time." Loren suddenly replied loudly, and did not forget to glance at the elder of the wasteland forest interrupted by himself:

"Sorry, you asked me to answer the question. At least let me finish."

With a cold hum, the elder of the wasteland forest who clenched his steel teeth suddenly sat down, and his face was full of anger after being "humiliated".

A contemptuous smile slipped through the dark haired wizard's eyes.

"First of all, the mobilization of the army itself is true, and it is definitely an order from the heavenly palace." with his hands on his back, Loren said in a deep voice:

"But the matter of building fortresses on the border and stationing thousands of troops is sheer nonsense!"

"How do you know?!" the elder of the wasteland forest still couldn't bear his temper.

"I just know." Loren glanced coldly, "because I am the plenipotentiary appointed by the emperor of the sky palace, and among my entourage, there is also a bodyguard from the sky palace."

"If you still don't believe it, you can detain us in the fog moon court and wait for three or five days to see if there is an army of thousands of people crossing the border of the ancient wood forest and attacking the settlement of the elves!"

In the face of Loren's extremely confident "Declaration", the voice of Refutation in the long room suddenly weakened a lot.

"But I'm curious - even within the Empire, the mobilization of lottel's army is quite confidential. In addition to Archduke lottel and the mobilized knights, even I know it through His Majesty's guards."

Loren stepped forward, ignored the Azores elves beside him, and deliberately looked puzzled at the elves elders in the long room: "excuse me... How do you know?"

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

AI Yin, who stood behind Lauren, and all the Elven elders, all silently turned their eyes to Meade, who was still silent.

The Azores, who felt locked by all eyes, were still calm on the surface, but their hearts were completely filled with expanded anger.

He finally understood what was going on.

The "Duke of Byrne" named Loren Turin first sneaked into the fog moon court under the name of "Edward" and got the information he wanted from his own hands; Then he deliberately released the imperial mission, and let himself mistakenly think that he had found his painful foot to attack wantonly. When he was about to finish, he stood up and broke his plan completely.

This is an opponent more cautious than a snake and more cunning than a wolf... It's my carelessness.

However, although you are smart, you are just smart - the war dancers gathered in the fog moon court have begun to siege the camp of the imperial mission, and the seeds of hatred have been planted and can no longer be pulled out.

Even if these decadent, cowardly and mediocre Elven elders were unwilling, they could not avoid the war with the Empire, and could only turn to themselves and the Azor kingdom.

The winner of this game... Is still himself!

"It's me."

With his hands on his back, Meade calmly raised his eyes: "I found the news and told you elders."

Lauren turned his head and his eyes were still full of confusion and curiosity: "sorry, I'm here for the first time today. Who are you..."

"Do you still need such affectation among friends? HMM... Your Excellency Edward?" Meade deliberately lowered his voice and narrowed his eyes to look at Lauren:

"It's really a good means. It's surprisingly wonderful - but it's a pity that even if you really have the ability to go against the sky, you can't go back to the sky now."

"You mean..."

"Your little 'Imperial mission' is being besieged by bloody war dancers several times or even more than a dozen times. They will all be dead in less than a quarter of an hour."

"These bodies, this hatred... Is the declaration of war issued by the elves to the Empire!"

"Really?" Lauren chuckled, "but why didn't you think that since I know this, why can I stand here and talk to you calmly?"

Middleton raised his head, with a trace of surprise in his stunned eyes and fear of some bad premonition.

"I am the Lord of the thirteen lords of Byrne, the Duke of the Turin family; the fortress of the dwarves collapsed at my feet, and the tribe of centaurs collapsed before my eyes; I defeated the army of ogres and tore the apostles of evil gods; my army conquered grasslands, crossed glaciers, swept hills and leveled the earth."

Lauren restrained her smile, raised her head slightly (which was also learned from Charlotte), and glanced at Middleton with contempt:

"Who do you think I am?"