Chapter 884

The darkness dispersed, and Leia, the female elf who could not see or hear, gradually recovered her senses.

What the hell is going on?

Is the fight between those two guys over... No, it's not the point. The point is who won?

The big liar, is he... Still alive?

Some flustered female elves stood in the same place at a loss. Before they looked up, they heard the elves around staring at each other and shouting in surprise one after another.

"What happened?!" the nervous fairy dared not look up and asked Luca.

"You..." the middle-aged ELF's eyes were wide open and his motionless face fully explained what is "complex expression": "you'd better... See for yourself."

Following the shocked eyes around, Leia hesitated again and again summoned up her courage and looked up.

Big liar, you must not... Eh?!

The fairy was stunned.

She saw the Azores lying motionless in the middle of the sand, scarred and broken all over; He fell in a pool of blood. The position of his neck seemed to be seriously injured and was still twitching;

She saw Meade's broken arm thrown aside, spilled blood connected to the body;

She saw the strange Azor long knife, which was steadily inserted into the soil next to the body. The blade was still as bright as a mirror without any blood and damage;

She saw the frowning black haired wizard standing next to the body, the long gun "dragon teeth" in her hand was still dripping blood, and the tip of the gun had been completely dyed red by the blood;

It's a little unexpected, but it's no big deal.

The only problem is

"Unharmed..." Luca's eyes twinkled with incredible light: "Loren Turin, he was... Unharmed?"

Luca was not completely ignorant of the strength of the Azores; Rather, it is precisely because of the other party's unique and outstanding swordsmanship that he can conquer many war dancers so quickly and admire him.

But this kind of Meade almost defeated Loren's Meade several times... Now he is lying quietly in a pool of blood, and the black haired wizard who killed him can't see any scars on his whole body except some fatigue.

How is this possible?!

If Luca is just unbelievable, the elves around him are not only shocked, but also some kind of inner pride and fragmented pain in front of reality.

A swordsman who was outstanding enough to be a hundred blood relatives died miserably in a one-on-one duel in the hands of an imperial human, and did not leave even a trace on that human

The sense of loss of pride and falling to the ground is the reason for all the loss of voice.

The tired black haired wizard stood in place with a slightly frowned expression, like some confusion and some loss. He stared at the body of the Azores in the pool of blood and didn't look up for a long time.

Looking at his weak appearance, a trace of pity slipped from the Female Elf's heart... Anyway, this big liar is for the peace between the ancient wood forest and the Empire. Even if the means are too rough and dirty, he is just forced to have nothing

The steps she had just taken stopped - because she saw that the little wizard opposite had rushed forward and held the big liar's hand anxiously; In the back, there are the following, the entourage of the mission.

After a moment of silence, the fairy turned around quietly and left behind Luca.

"Lauren, what are you looking at?"

"... nothing."

Looking at the figure of the Female Elf turning away, the dark haired wizard who sighed secretly shook his head and took back his eyes: "er... Where were you just talking about?"

"The words that the Azores elves left you before they died should be on guard against the sword that killed you." before Ayn showed his angry expression, ruthen added for him, frowning suspiciously: "the mysterious guy probably just wanted to intimidate you and talk freely before he died?"

Looking at the disdainful and disgusting expression of the grey pupil boy, Loren slightly raised his eyebrows.

No, that's not nonsense.

Meade's dying eyes and his expression didn't seem to be deceiving himself - he could say a few true and false information to confuse himself, but he finally chose to keep it a secret and only gave himself such a warning.

Beware of... The sword that killed me?

"Whether it's intimidation or true, midell's existence itself is dangerous enough." when he came forward silently, Peter FASA's expression was more dignified than ever: "an Azores elf actually knows the existence of the night watchman and can get Duke level information to prove that there are their supporters within the Empire."

"Even in the dark, they may ambush their 'night watchmen' and assassins - if they can't dig them out as soon as possible, the damage that these powerful Elven warriors can do is definitely far more than the evil god apostles and heretic groups fighting alone!"

At this point, Peter sighed with some regret; If Loren didn't kill him but captured him alive, he might be able to dig out more valuable information from the Azor elf, not just destroy an exposed enemy.

But Peter, who saw the intensity of the battle just now, also knew that it was more difficult to catch him alive than expected, so he just thought about it and didn't speak.

"I will send this information to Lord Ruth infinite and the emperor of the sky palace as soon as possible, hoping to attract attention." Peter FASA said with a worried expression: "and Duke Fred of lottel must make him more cautious. The information was robbed, which proves that the eagle hunting castle may have been infiltrated."

The voice fell, and the expressions of several people were dignified.

"These are future events. We have to focus on the present first." Halin van achmai whispered, breaking some heavy atmosphere: "once mider dies, there is no second way in the ancient wood forest; in this way, the western line of the empire can be completely stabilized."

"Whatever the calculations of the Azores Kingdom, they have completely failed this time." ashamei raised his head and looked at Loren with a smile: "Duke, this mission is of great significance to your status.

Making good use of it can not only maintain the peace of the Empire, but also change Bain's identity in the Empire, become an uncontrolled and powerful state, and become a knight's hometown to save the Empire!

Although it can't reach the height of the "black Duke" era, it can at least dissolve the hostility of other states and imperial nobles to you, and it can also make the Holy Cross Church unable to grasp you. If they have nothing to say, they will lose the opportunity to fight you. "

The dark haired wizard who had been silent for a long time raised his head and looked at the old man.

Peter FASA seemed to want to say something, but he became very embarrassed because of his "special status" in the mission. Finally, he just wanted to stop talking.

"Master asamai is right - whatever else, focusing on the present is the most important." Loren nodded as if he were persuading himself: "whether Meade said a threat or not is not what we should care about now."

"What should be concerned now is the choice of the Ancient Wood Forest Elves."

The voice fell, and Loren looked up at the other end of the sand, in the direction of the elder of the fog moon court.

The elf elder holding the "trial spear" in his hand was also looking at him, with a trace of sadness in his eyes - it was not the sadness of midell's death, but the fate of the Ancient Wood Forest Elves.

At this moment, they have completely lost the right to speak about their choice; When the messenger of the Azores eagle king died, the elves living in the ancient wood forest completely lost the hope of merging with distant blood relatives.

However, they have to say this result by themselves, as if everything is in the fog moon court, under the control of the ancient wood forest, and how the Empire respects the "own choice" of the ancient wood forest.

As a result, we all saw that if Loren didn't take the initiative to ask and let the elders of the fog moon court take the initiative to announce, it was already the greatest way to let them retain the last trace of dignity.

Under the cloud canopy tree, no elf took the initiative to speak first.

Looking at the silent expressions around, the elder of the fog moon court sighed, laboriously pulled out the "trial spear" from the sand and slowly opened his mouth:

"Ancient wood forest has made her choice;"

"The glory of the sun has pointed out the way for us."

With a long gun, the elder staggered to the black haired wizard step by step, but his low and hoarse voice could clearly reach every ELF's ear:

"This fair and just battle of honor... Has been divided."

"The winner is the messenger representing the saxophone Empire, Duke Byrne... Lord Loren Turin!"

"Don't cry for the dead, because this duel is enough for glory and comfort; don't cheer for the winner, because another brave and noble soldier will sleep under the cloud canopy tree forever."

When he stopped, the elder stopped in front of the black haired wizard, and a pair of sad and profound eyes looked at him: "and the ancient wood forest will abide by her promise and extend a hand of friendship and peace to the glorious winner."

"Then, dear Lord Loren Turin... Will the Empire abide by her promise to create permanent peace with the elves of the ancient wood forest with a heart of friendship?"

"The Empire will keep her promise from today to the final day." Loren looked at the elder solemnly, then raised his head and looked around:

"And I also guarantee with my own life and honor that as long as the thirteen leaders of Byrne have not fallen, as long as the Golden Lion Flag of Turin is still flying, and the imperial army will never cross Shenlin castle!"

"Even one day, if the elves of the ancient wood forest decide to recover the land occupied by the ogres in the south, the Empire will do its best and give full support; no matter what your choice is, they will be respected by the Empire!"

"This is my promise, this is the promise of the Empire --!"

The voice fell, and the atmosphere was slightly boosted.

The elder of the fog moon court smiled wearily, handed the "trial spear" to Loren, and turned away.

Around the sand, many Elven elders breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that they were glad that Loren didn't take the opportunity to put forward more conditions.

Except for the morning star forest, the elves in other settlements were not excited by Loren's "Declaration"; Or lament for the future of the settlement, or lament for the dead Meade.

Several young dancers of fog moon court battle came forward, carefully picked up midell's body, looked angrily at the black haired wizard from time to time, glanced at him, and then quickly turned their heads back.

The elves with different expressions and complex mood turned and left one after another and dispersed towards their settlement.

This is not beyond Loren's expectation.

He didn't expect to completely change the attitude of the whole ancient Wood Forest Elves through a duel and a few words - otherwise, it would be a joke for Meade to risk winning the ogre war.

"So... It's over, isn't it?" looking at the elves who turned around and left, Ayn couldn't help asking, "it's all over. We guard the peace of the Empire, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's over." looking up, the black haired wizard reluctantly smiled: "in a short time, no one will disturb the peace of the forest - so it's really over for the elves of the ancient wood forest."

But for the Empire, this is just the beginning.

Beware of the sword that will kill you

Midell's last words reappeared in Loren's mind, like some kind of curse.

"The Empire, or at least you, have more or less spied into the secrets of the Azores Elven warrior way." ashamei smiled and said:

"When the enemy tears off their mysterious veil, the unknown fear will no longer exist - and we can find targeted ways to restrain these Azor Elven warriors."

"For example, their various' powers' should be displayed through swordsmanship, so we can use this to establish a situation where they can't play swordsmanship; I just thought that more than one alchemy potion can play a special..."

"Master ashamei, there's something I don't know I shouldn't ask." Loren interrupted him abruptly.

"Oh, what's the matter?" ashamei looked kind and dignified: "Your Excellency, but it doesn't hurt to say."

"Well, are you married... Er, no, should you have children and heirs?"

"This... The vast majority of wizards who pursue their dreams are very bumpy on the road of love; unfortunately, I am also a member of this bumpy road - although there have been many opposite sex lovers, I have never had such a happy fate."

"Well, I may have to congratulate you."

"Well, what do you say?"

"When we met for the first time, Meade told me that yingxiao Island, which you once visited, has changed from a border desert island to a holy land of alchemy." Loren looked at him with a "serious" face: "the elves and wizards there trace their roots to the younger generation of your former apprentice - I mean, female apprentice."

"You mean..."

"You may have become not only a father, but also a grandfather." Loren "sincerely" blinked and smiled: "the only pity is that your former female apprentices have probably been accepted by other elves and will not recognize you as' grandpa ashamei '."

"..." Halin van achamay.