Chapter 547

A ship came from a distance, bypassed half of the Thousand Island principality, and sailed into the Jinsha River under the secret reception and guidance of the Haihuang.

This is a small boat, but it sails through the rough sea. It's puzzling how it did it.

Maybe with the help of a legendary caster?

Or the blessing of the sea gods?

No, obviously not.

The ship exudes a strong flavor of nature. Although it also has traces of arcane energy, it is not much. Both of them are far from reaching the legendary level.

There is no blessing from the goddess of the sea or the God of the storm.

It can come here safely from at least 5000 kilometers away because the ship is strong enough.

Let the rough waves beat and impact, still safe and sound.

In fact, this is a ship that anyone will never forget after seeing it.

It's not so much a ship as a trunk.

A hollowed out trunk.

The trunk with a diameter of more than 30 feet forms the main body of the ship. Let alone the distance, even if it is not too far, it is estimated that this is a ship.

This is the best and most natural hiding.

Avoid all eyeliners.

There were only four people on board.

Two men were responsible for boating, and two women stood side by side in the bow of the boat, looking at Beijun not far away.

These are the four Druids, the human Druids of the agricultural church. They have the symbol of the agricultural church on their bodies:

Ears and sickles.

It's night. It's dark.

They all have strong natural energy fluctuations. The soldiers who are responsible for guarding the river and city gate quickly judge their identity from the color of wheat ears and the number of wheat awns.

It's all high-level Druids!

As one of the most difficult occupations to promote, the number of Druids in the world is even much less than that of mages.

High level Druids, even in the agricultural church, are probably middle-level. If they are in a principality or kingdom, they are obviously high-level.

Now there are four.

What are they doing here?

The soldiers were talking.

But no one dared to approach, even if the two women in the bow were really beautiful and attractive.

Druids advocate nature, and the clothes they wear are naturally pure natural. They dress up with green leaves and bark. They should be exposed more and more. Anyway, for Druids, this is called being close to nature.

Of course, that's the Elf Druid.

Elves hardly grow crops. The believers of the agricultural church are mainly concentrated in the human world, so agricultural Druids are basically human.

Since it is human, nature will still be influenced by human values and aesthetics.

Therefore, the four high-level Druids did not cover their bodies with leaves and bark, but wore simple and simple linen clothes.

Those are clothes worn by civilians. You can buy several sets of gold coins.

No other high-level professional is willing to wear such clothes, with the exception of agricultural Druids.

This is their characteristic.

Simplicity is also a kind of beauty, which is even more attractive than the flirtatious bitch in the aristocratic circle and attracts the attention of Beijun people.

But still no one dares to approach. You can only see from a distance, not blasphemy.

Because they soon noticed that Lord Harold Coleman, the consul, personally went out of the city, connected the two women to North County, and then lived in Coleman castle.

Soon, these soldiers were asked to keep a secret. They must not say a word about what they had just seen.

This is not the first time this has happened.

During this time, there will always be some special guests, some of which are even more eye-catching than the four high-level Druids.

But no one knows that the two Druids are different.

……

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"Princess Cristo, this way, please. The archbishop is waiting for you in the monastery."

Harold showed the style of a traditional aristocrat.

"Northshire monastery? I heard that it is a holy light monastery? There are few pure holy light beliefs. Is there a holy light God or a holy light demigod in the kingdom of Azeroth? Does it not belong to the God of light?"

A woman is obviously interested.

She dresses more carefully than her companions.

Although it is only the simplest and simple linen clothes, it is well cut and is still influenced by the aristocratic aesthetics.

She is the eldest daughter of Archduke Arthur, Princess Cristo, the "harvest lady".

No matter how simple and plain she is, she has an amazing beauty that can overshadow all the women around her, which comes from her mother's genes.

Her companion, another Druid lady who looks younger, or Druid girl, is much more ordinary.

The appearance is very ordinary and the figure is very ordinary. It looks like a peasant girl in a village under the age of 18.

It's amazing that you can become a high-level Druid so young, even more than Princess Cristo.

But anyway, when these two people stand together, people's eyes will certainly focus on Princess Cristo.

Even Harold is no exception.

"Azeroth is all inclusive. The gods of Azeroth are all over all fields, including everything you can think of, the noble princess Cristo."

Harold replied with no nourishment, and then made a gesture of invitation: "the archbishop is waiting for you, your highness."

"I am not the highness of the princess, but the high sacrifice of the agricultural church. That's all, Harold."

Christo shook his head and pushed the door in.

Soon she came to the deepest part of the monastery and entered the reception room.

I met Gawain.

"My brother, long time no see."

Christopher smiled appropriately: "I once dissuaded my father and begged him to treat you well. I didn't expect him to exile you. I'm sorry. I prayed to the goddess more than once and prayed for you. Now I'm relieved to see that you're all right."

"Really? My dear sister, I haven't forgotten how you and my other brothers and sisters bullied me in those lonely years. I really should be glad to live until now. It should be a miracle, isn't it?"

Gao Wen smiled and got up.

He didn't see Christopher again.

The royal highness of the thousand islands, the high priest of the high priest of the goddess of agriculture, the Lord of harvest island.

Three identities together, naturally can not be underestimated.

But in Gawain's eyes, ten Christos can't compare with the Druid girl standing next to her.

No, not a hundred or a thousand.

Before the girl appeared in front of him, he really only felt the breath of two female high-level Druids. Even with his legendary perception ability, he didn't find any abnormality.

Even now, in his spiritual perception, the girl is still an ordinary girl.

Of course, the immature high-level Druids deserve everyone's attention, but there are too many such talents in the whole world. They are far less important than a legendary professional.

After all, not every genius can grow into a legend.

If he had not subconsciously looked at the girl and seen her attributes, Gao Wen would not have found that a God, a rapidly rising God, came here in the form of an avatar.

From everyone.

"Your Excellency, the goddess of agriculture, it is a great honor for you to come to the storm island in person."

Gawain bowed slightly, and at the same time, varanel was already in his hand: "then, what are you doing in the territory of Azeroth gods?"