Chapter 676

Two days passed in a flash. When the time came to noon on Arlo's birthday, they still couldn't find where the princess was, as if she had suddenly disappeared from the world without leaving any trace.

"Your Majesty, there's still no news about the princess... The general stopped talking. The kingdom is not safe. They sent troops and haven't found it for two days. The princess may be more or less dangerous.

With only half a day left, it may not be possible to find any results.

"What about the three idiots?" Stephen seemed to have fully accepted the status quo and sat down in his chair tired, but his overall mood was stable.

After all, he was able to betray his childhood sweetheart from the beginning, cut off her wings, and gave his own daughter to three people he thought were raised by idiots. In fact, he had no feelings for a daughter who had not seen for 16 years and had only one blood connection.

So all he cares about is himself, whether Mary fisson will retaliate against him again, and how to deal with Mary fisson and save his life.

Well, although he has no feelings, three idiots lost his daughters. He should kill them. It's an explanation for his daughter and revenge for her.

"We caught them with fishing nets while they were not paying attention and waited for your disposal."

"Kill it!" Stephen waved impatiently.

"Damn guy, we raise your daughter for you, and you want to kill us." Three angry accents came, and three elves appeared at the window and glared at Stephen.

With a wave of their hands, the things on the table in front of Stephen moved and crashed on Stephen.

"Come on, let's go back to the forest and never help this damn guy again."

"Shoot arrows and kill them!" Stephen roared, and a group of archers rushed out of the castle, rode their horses and began to chase them.

"Sorry, your majesty, general, the three elves opened their cages and ran away." A panting soldier rushed in and said flustered.

"We already know, fool!" King Stephen was furious and waved to clean his things.

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Moore forest, Mary feisen sighed disappointed, "it seems that I can't recover for the time being. I hope Arlo can successfully spend today."

"Don't worry, Moore forest doesn't have a loom, does it?" Gray smiled and compared Carlisle's research data these days.

Carlisle took a potion every day these days, but Mary fisson had only a hazy feeling after drinking it and could not accurately perceive her strength, no matter how it was improved.

As far as medicine is concerned, he doesn't have a good way at present, but perhaps which detail he ignores is the key. Perhaps he thought of the key point in a flash. The magician's research depends on derivation over and over again.

"Godmother!" Arlo came running, holding a wreath in her hand, ran to Mary Pherson, put it on her, stepped back, looked up and down, and praised, "it's so beautiful."

"You are the most beautiful person today." Mary fisson smiled happily, without any previous gloom.

"It's a little worse." Gray said, "it would be better if you had hair on your head instead of this cortex."

He doesn't like Mary fisson's current dress. For example, her head is wrapped with snake skin, which is almost integrated with her. That makes Mary fisson look a lot cold.

Mary fisson raised her hand and touched her head. She touched the cool cortex, not the soft hair.

"I think the godmother is very beautiful now." Arlo retorted loudly. She liked her godmother now. "Elves are different from us. It's more mysterious without hair."

Little jasmine flew over with a wreath and put it on his head, but it was too small to look like a small wreath crown.

After giving gray a wreath, little Molly looked at Arlo and seriously retorted, "no, it's nice to have hair."

She has hair, and others have hair. Of course, it's nice to have hair.

"Godmother, leave him alone. Special is the best. We don't want to be like them." Arlo glared at gray angrily. Her godmother was the best. He was not allowed to talk.

The elf agreed with gray, and Arlo defended Mary fisson. They walked away with their mouths mixed.

Many elves happily prepared food and drinks for everyone. They liked Arlo very much and were willing to do something for her.

"Master, I think it's her personal problem. My medicine is OK." Carlisle came up to him and whispered.

At first, making medicine was both interest and sympathy, but successive failures soon destroyed her confidence. She felt that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't succeed. She didn't want to continue.

Gray nodded gently and let her play by herself. She didn't have to continue refining medicine.

Of course, he didn't have any clue, but he didn't say he had to develop it.

Do it with interest. If you do it well, Mary fisson will get tangible benefits and restore her strength. She will go further in her pharmaceutical research and get Mary fisson's thanks. If you don't do it well, there's no way. There's no need to force herself.

Whether she can succeed or not depends on whether God gives her a chance, which makes gray think of the key points in a flash.

However, it's a pity that Carlisle can't stick to it. Other places are not like Moore forest. There are not so many magic drugs for her to practice. She wasted a good opportunity.

Here, the three elves who fled the castle soon hid in the woods, while the Knights riding on horses with sharp swords walked through the woods, trying to find them and carry out the king's orders.

However, after the three elves changed back to their original shape, they were only as big as slaps. If they hid anywhere in the forest, they could hide well. The Knights couldn't find them at all. They could only run around the forest like headless flies, hoping to see them.

Three elves hid among the leaves. The red leaf fairy moved a stone on the ground with magic and smashed it on the back of a knight.

"Here, here they are!" The knight immediately shouted and looked around with his sword. He was full of vigilance.

A group of knights rushed like the wind, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find three elves.

"I really want to give Stephen a hard time." The green fern fairy flew over with a thick and thin slender wood. The slender wood was like a knight's spear in her hand.

And there seemed to be a Stephen in front of her. She stabbed him hard as if she were stabbing him.

"No, we can't go back. Stephen's Knight will catch us again. At that time, we may not be able to escape again." The blue butterfly fairy shook her head.

Although she was also very angry, she still knew who was more important than life.

"Then I'll keep it. I'll stab him hard when I have a chance." The green fern fairy held her wooden thorn and said with hatred.

They were kind enough to help him raise his daughter. They didn't fly freely for 16 years. As a result, they had to be chased and killed by him in the end. It was too much. They were not human.

They are now chased and killed by the human kingdom and offended Mary Pherson. It's terrible.

"Shall we go back to Moore forest?" The blue butterfly fairy asked carefully.

If you offend Mary fisson and return to the forest, will you be retaliated by her? Now Mary fisson is not the naive and lovely little girl before. She has a strong sense of revenge.

"Why not go back? Moore forest is also our home. Mary fisson is not qualified to drive us away. " The red leaf fairy hummed, but her confidence was a little insufficient.

"Well, when these humans leave, we'll go back to the forest."