Chapter 307： Tifeng's change

Solderin pointed the short-edged bow in his hand to the elf girl not far away, as if he had turned a deaf ear to the other party's greetings.

“It’s really indifferent,” said the elf girl with a smile on her face, but the smile was a lot of sarcasm and strange feelings at the moment. “You can always be elders and protectors on your previous trip.”

"Language doesn't delay your time," Solderin said, and the bowstring has gradually filled the glow of the arcane. "Who are you?"

"I?" Berna's mouth tilted slightly. "I'm just a wandering... Druid."

As the last syllable of the Elf girl fell, her figure suddenly shrouded in a cloud of mad leaves that appeared in the air!

Solderlin didn't want to loosen the bowstring in his hand. An arrow filled with arcane energy cut through the air and split into a dozen glare of brilliance in midair. It covered the madness without any dead ends. On the deciduous storm of the dance - a deadly brilliance penetrated the leaves without any hindrance, but Solderin did not relax at all, and the sense of crisis made him jump almost instinctively, at the moment he left the ground Innumerable black thorns with venom also emerged from the surface, smashing the rock that he had stood up!

The strange floral scent is permeated, the abnormal magical winds swell the surrounding trees, the leaves and branches are shaking and squeaking, a hoarse, twisted, apparently disguised female voice from all directions: "I Very curious, when did you doubt me?"

Solderlin fell to the ground, and a layer of green aura spread from under his feet, blocking the growth of poisonous thorns and blocking the ubiquitous floral scent. He frowned and looked back at the reunion. The figure - the figure still bears the face of Berna, but the lower body has become a strange form supported by roots and vines. The strange form of the enemy has made him vigilant. He carefully observed and said: "I I have never found it - but just when I was leaving the messenger hall, I suddenly realized that my mental state and judgment were not quite right these days, so I went to ask the master of the heart of thorns for two centuries. The record of the apprenticeship - she has not received any new apprentices in these two centuries!"

“Is it so fast to get rid of the effect of confused pollen...” The female druid of half man and half tree whispered softly, the floral fragrance around it became more and more intense, and a lot of fascinating flowers were blooming under her feet. Spreading the disturbance of the mind into the whole piece of woodland, "I thought that you were with me all the way, and I was constantly affected by the low dose of pollen. I would never recall those leaking places..."

"You look down on the people who have survived the wasteland..." Solderlin pulled the bow again. "Don't bother, in the case I am prepared, those pollen are useless to me - Without these confusing minds, you are not the opponent of the high-level ranger. You better tell me honestly, who are you? What are you sneaking into the monitoring station?"

"Berner Breeze is indeed an apprentice of the heart of thorns... but it was three hundred years ago," the sinister female Druid smiled. "She is an end to travel and wants to go home." Elf, but it fell on the way home, and I just helped her...

"In addition, the proud high-ranking ranger, do you really think that you are winning? You can really resist the effect of confused pollen, but you bring and ambush the ordinary rangers and sentinels in the vicinity... they can also resist What?"

Solderin’s face changed slightly, but his eyes sharpened immediately: “I am enough to leave you here.”

"Really, I think so too - withered trees!"

"Grenade Throw!"

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Tifeng Didu, Aldernan, aristocratic district.

In the study room with the portrait of the ancestors of the family (and no scams), Judy Dinant quietly looked outside and was immersed in the smoky atmosphere of the Emperor Street. Those buildings that were either magnificent or magnificent were covered at the moment. A layer of sly veil, the faint mist hides many details of the emperor, only the noblest and royal buildings with the tallest and brightest lights stand proudly in the fog, they use the lights and their own outlines. Many spectacular silhouettes are outlined and clearly visible in the fog.

This scene is like the idea of ​​the empire - the aristocrats and the royal family are as bright as a lighthouse, guiding the ignorant people to move forward.

After entering the foggy month, Aldernan will be frequently covered by thick fog, which is also a typical feature of the central part of the continent and part of the northern region. The word "fog month" in the calendar is also derived from this.

In the past, Judyan liked the foggy weather. He liked the old city that was immersed in the fog but revealed a hard and angular posture. This made him think that this experience has experienced countless storms, but still An arrogant empire will remind him of his first time on the battlefield, being attacked by an enemy in a thick fog, but he will fight back a famous battle of blood, but today, he has no heart to appreciate the scenery in the fog.

The information from the Imperial border was placed on the desk behind him. The special magic parchment has been unsealed. The contents written on the paper are clearly on the paper. There are a few words in the female Juanxiu font:

Winter Wolf Fort is attacked by giant humanoid monsters. The monsters are like flesh-and-blood giants. They are endless, almost afraid of swords, and can easily corrode and embroil our walls and steel armor...

The defense forces suffered serious losses, but fortunately the fortress did not lose.

The monsters come from the direction of the dark mountains.

This is the information that Andersha sent back, and this information is put together, there is another note, the content written on it is simpler, there is only one sentence: Ansu South is attacked by flesh-and-blood giants, Sethi The damage to the collar is unknown.

This information comes from other channels of the Wendel family.

The Duke of Dinantan retracted his gaze and turned around. His gaze swept away from the information on the table, and then fell on the portrait of the first ancestors of the Wendell family hanging on the opposite wall, whispering to himself: "Those really Is it the monster you have faced in the past?"

He couldn't help but remember the travel martial arts that he met at the Imperial border and the warning he had given himself when he was an ordinary Cavaliers captain decades ago.

It was a rare elf martial art. When the young Judyan Wendell met him for the first time, the monk was wandering on the border of the empire, and it was the same foggy day as today. It was the same as today. The fog is pervasive - until today, the Duke of Judy Dian still remembers the scene at the time. The injured on the battlefield was rescued by the mysterious elf monk, who found a tree hole in the foggy forest. The head of the monk was twilight in the fog, and his words are still fresh in his memory:

"Young human warriors, you keep saying your ideal ambition, as if you can bring the soldiers to defeat the opposite country, you get glory, but do you know? Your real threat is not your human compatriots at all. ......

"The two countries with the same origin have become such a field. Do you have a look at the wasteland that is close at hand? Those monsters were sealed up seven hundred years ago, but you are really not afraid of them. Going back to the world again?"

The Duke of Judy Dian gently took a breath and his expression became firm. He shook the brass bell that summoned the butler and whispered to himself: "Master Delin, you are right.

"They really came back.

"Humans must make changes."

The door of the study opened, and the old housekeeper who had faithfully served the family for many years appeared in front of Judy: "Adult, what do you have to order?"

"Get me a carriage, I will go see the emperor!"

The carriage with the Wendell family's emblem and the entourage team enjoyed the highest level of aristocratic privileges. The palace of the Rosetta Augustus Emperor opened the door to the Duke of Judy, watching the palace wall continue to enlarge in sight. Judi Nan’s heart is as firm as steel.

No matter how much the emperor's mental state deteriorated, no matter how much influence his own words can have on this huge empire, he must change the direction of Titan's war machine today—if it is three days later, Then the Emperor will hold the last aristocratic parliament. By that time, if he still wants to do something, he can only adopt the means he is least willing to take...

Yan Dinan looked down at his hands, who were still used to the sword and still full of strength, and slowly became a fist.

Less than the last step, he is not willing to go the worst way.

He entered the palace and entered the palace where the Emperor Rosetta Augustus was, and with the help of the attendants, took off the thick duke, but still decorated with a decorative sword - this is his role The privilege of the First Duke of the Empire - he had been given permission to meet, and accompanied by the attendant, the Duke stepped toward the place where the Emperor Tifeng was currently.

Halfway through, the Duke of Dinantan found that the attendant was taking him to the reception room instead of the emperor to see his study on weekdays, so he curiously asked: "Your Majesty is in the reception room? Is he receiving any guests?"

The attendant officially replied thoughtfully: "Yes, Your Majesty is meeting two elf physicians."

"Elf Physician?" The Duke of Dinantan frowned slightly. "Is there something wrong with your body?"

"Please rest assured that your majesty is still healthy," the attendant said. "It’s just that he has a little bit of a bad spirit recently."

Mentally incompetent?

Yan Dinan stunned and instinctively felt that something was wrong, but before he asked, two female silver elves dressed in white long skirts, very similar in appearance, temperament and beautiful appearance, walked out from the corner of the front corridor and entered. His sight.

The attendant officer said next to him: "It seems that the two doctors have completed their work."

Judith Wendell looked at the two elf physicians who had never seen him. He converges on all unnecessary doubtful expressions, but waits in the indifference that the Duke should have.

There was only one corridor, and the two elf physicians inevitably came to the Duke of Judy, and they showed an impeccable courtesy smile. They said that they would bend over and say: "Good afternoon, adults. Your Majesty is waiting for you."

Https:

Genius one second to remember the address of this station: . :m.