"Who is she?" Archon Du Lun's voice was as cold as ice, lingering quietly over the square.
Duke Mordekaiser was wearing a thick fur shawl and holding a holy sword in his hand. He stood in the cold wind and frowned slightly. When the members of Ember Song began to be suspicious of each other, he saw that this was a good show arranged by the other party. He was no stranger to the power of the palace, but what the black-clad prime minister in the Kaolin Palace wanted was still suspicious. .
The phoenix emblem at the top of the city of Duron was as weather-beaten as the sword in his hand. Duke Mordekaiser was extremely calm and said nothing, watching with cold eyes.
The Duron Archon stood upright, with a trace of contempt uncontrollably in his eyes. Fang Plover was in a direction where he could clearly see the other person's expression, and an ominous premonition suddenly flashed through his heart.
It was like a bolt of lightning struck in his mind, cutting through the vast darkness, allowing him to grasp the only answer at once. He subconsciously took a step back, turned around, and met Sylvester's eyes, "Yes..."
The answer was also written in Sylvester's eyes.
"Shh-"
A voice came from behind the two of them.
Fang Yu suddenly woke up and turned around, only to find that it was the person from before. The other person looked calm and just raised his index finger at them and shook his head - this person has been eavesdropping? Fang Yu was shocked. What was surprising was that he didn't notice at all that his clockwork fairy was nearby.
He closed his mouth warily, clenched the metal glove of his right hand slightly, and only frowned at the man.
But the man's attention was not on them. He looked past them and towards the center of the square. The boy from Song of Ashes was stuttering out the answer:
"She...she said her name was Fios..."
There seemed to be a layer of ice on the square. The temperature dropped sharply below zero at night. Even the torches seemed to be frozen. There was a gentle sound of breathing everywhere.
"Could it be that……"
"Wait, how could Miss Fios do such a thing?"
"Is this slander?"
"These Yankees have no good intentions."
"I heard that the new king, Mr. Consul..."
"Keep your voice down."
When this name was spoken, the citizens had completely different reactions. Whispers and uneasy eyes all focused on the Archon, like an undercurrent surging in private.
The young man suddenly screamed, blood appeared on his head, and a stone thrown from nowhere hit his forehead. There was a commotion among the city guards, but looking back, they could only see a dark and silent crowd——
No one knows who took action.
"Miss Fios is a good person!"
"Cut your tricks, Yankees!"
"Get back!"
Someone shouted from the crowd.
At that moment, the helpless members of Ember Song understood what was happening.
They turned around and looked at the traitor among them with contempt. At that moment, the city guards suddenly realized something was wrong and screamed: "What do you want to do!?"
But they are destined to catch only air.
One after another, white lights rose from the square, no more, no less, exactly thirteen. When the last person turned into a point of light, only one sentence was left: "Lloyd, just wait."
The young man suddenly shuddered.
At some point, there were more and more people in the square.
Du Lun Archon frowned and turned back to look at his target, who was a short young man - and the other party was just looking away from the Phoenix Soul, and his dark eyes seemed to be reflected with a layer of golden light.
Facing his gaze, the young man only responded calmly.
He shuddered as he looked into those dark eyes. But he was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, thinking that no wonder people said this guy was a freak.
He calmed down for a moment before looking at the Duke on the side.
"I don't know what the habits of you northerners are," Duke Mordekaiser looked at the young man indifferently and said, "But in the south, we will punish the traitors first."
It was not difficult for the Duron Consul to hear the sarcasm in the other party's mouth. He snorted and only replied: "That is not important, Your Majesty the Duke. What is important is the truth and falsehood."
"I think this is what His Majesty means..."
The prince remained silent.
The phoenix on the statue lowered its head and nodded gently.
In the cold wind, people's eyes were a little weird, and they felt a serious sense of betrayal in their hearts, as if what they insisted on and believed in had betrayed them at this moment.
Those were symbols of the South, but how could they side with those nasty Yankees?
They had no personal experience with the Chosen One, and when they judged the Song of Ashes, they were not so disbelieving in their hearts. But at this moment, the opponent's spearhead was pointed south, and they realized that they had lost a reliable ally.
This time, the selectors in the square seemed to have chosen neutrality.
But beneath the calm, there is an undercurrent lurking.
Although the Duke's second son was not respected, Fios had a good reputation in the city. She often helped people outside, and many people recognized this kind girl.
The Duron Archon made eye contact with Duke Mordekaiser, then turned around and said, "What are her characteristics and what does she look like?"
There was silence in the square.
Fang Plover seemed to want to take a step forward, but Sylvide held him back. "There is a conspiracy here, Sylvide -" Fang Pulong's tone was filled with anger. What he was angry about was this despicable betrayal and the prime minister's blind methods.
From the lost and reappeared Roshler, he smelled the atmosphere of conspiracy. The people from the Shadow Throne were still in the square, taking time to relax, as if they were the victorious party.
But behind that is the shadow of the Dragon Fire Guild - the Dragon Worship Cult.
No matter how he learns to be mature and steady, that belief still flows in his bones. Even in the eyes of Miss Scarpe, he will always be the big boy who dares to give Qin the middle finger.
Although it is clumsy, what I yearn for in my heart is indelible.
Just the ship officer lady looked at him and shook her head slightly. Impulsiveness cannot solve problems. She is more like a calm hunter than Fang Plover.
"Don't forget the Super Competitive League's ban, Captain."
Fang Yu couldn't help but clenched his fist.
The young man from the Song of Ashes answered tremblingly at this moment: "...she often wears a black trench coat when she sees us. She is not tall and has an outstanding appearance." He knew that he had no way out, so he closed his eyes. Eyes go all the way to darkness.
He thought that as long as he did not violate the "Stargate Declaration", the Prime Minister would always be able to protect him. In addition to the benefits promised to him by those people, he would still have a long time in Etalia.
The consul asked again: "What kind of black windbreaker is it?"
"...I'm not sure," the young man pretended to recall, but was actually reciting his own lines: "But it's definitely not something ordinary people can afford. By the way... there's a brooch on it..."
"What kind of brooch."
"Looks like a book."
People were speechless.
A series of eyes are looking at the high platform.
People looked at the quiet young man behind the Duke. It was a natural history medal. Only the unpopular young son of the Duke had one in the entire Phoenix family, and even in the entire Du Lun.
He has a good relationship with Fios, and Fios has always liked to wear her master's badge, which is like an honor and something everyone knows.
The other party was independent and very close to the chosen one. People could not help but be shaken for a moment. In their minds, Miss Fios might not do these things.
But the latter is not necessarily the case.
The consul then turned around and his eyes fell on the young man. "Mr. Enan Mordekaiser," he asked calmly, "don't you want to say something?"
"say what?"
"As we all know——"
Enan interrupted him calmly: "It's just a one-sided statement."
The Archon smiled instead of being angry: "One-sided words? But that is your family's phoenix, it is a symbol of justice."
Enan calmly corrected him: "You are wrong, Mr. Archon, that is the holy sword belonging to the Southern Territory, not my family."
He paused again: "But it's just a sword. Mr. Archon, I've never heard of such a hasty trial? What do you want to conclude with the opinion of a sword?"
For the first time, the Duron Archon felt a little surprised.
He did not expect that a member of the Phoenix family would view the Phoenix Holy Sword in this way - no wonder this person was not welcomed by the Duke, and it would probably be difficult for him to accept it.
"Enan." The Duke frowned and whispered.
The young man only glanced at his father, and the Duke looked at him with obvious suspicion.
He sighed and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
The consul was also looking at the two people. The situation he imagined did not appear. He thought that the young man would panic to some extent, but the old man's reaction was not what he expected.
Fortunately, this is just the beginning.
"I haven't said anything yet, Mr. Aynan," replied the consul, "but I do have some evidence here that I need you to explain."
He turned back and looked at an old man in the square.
When the young man saw this scene, he frowned slightly. "Mr. Palomo," the consul said, "it's your turn, tell me about your experience."
The old man gave Enan Mordekaiser a timid look.
When Fang Plover saw this scene from a distance, his heart thumped, and he suddenly understood something.
The consul then turned around and faced the two of them with a cold smile: "The July riots happened not long ago. Of course, after that, the Xilin-Sibika family had abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side. But the mastermind behind it, Xilin-Sibika Earl Ka has a daughter. Not long ago, this lady escaped from the scope of our surveillance——"
"And we, the Super Competitive Alliance of the Holy Chosen One, have definite evidence that proves that this lady has been hiding in Dulon for a period of time, and recently, we caught one of the persons in charge of this case."
He looked at the Duke and answered word by word: "Your Excellency, the Duke should have heard about this matter?"
"I did hear that you couldn't even catch a little girl," the Duke replied expressionlessly: "If I remember correctly, she was allowed to escape in the end."
The Archon's face darkened.
He took a breath and smiled again: "That's not important. What's important is that we have another clue."
He raised his voice a little: "This time, we are only asking the person involved. So Mr. Palomo, who gave the order to your master, Ms. Miranda?"
"It's Miss Fios, sir," the old man replied stammering, "It was Miss Fios who brought those people to our hotel..."
"Do you have evidence?"
"I do. I have secretly hidden some letterheads from Miss Fios and Ms. Miranda, which can prove their relationship."
The citizens were in an uproar.
But the consul ignored these people and only turned around: "Mr. Ainan?"
Enan looked calm, as if he was not involved: "Please tell me."
"How are you going to explain this time?"
"Explain what?"
"Are you not involved in this matter?"
Enan said nothing, silent for the first time.
The consul raised his head and looked towards the square, and replied as if absentmindedly:
"Of course, I know very well that Mr. Enan Mordekaiser sympathizes with Miss Delis because of his biological mother; in fact, the queen was also born in the Silin-Spica family, and there are always these inextricable connections between nobles. The connection——”
He turned back: "I also know that the Duke is loyal to the royal family, and Mr. Enan will definitely not stand against the king. It's just that times have changed after all, and there will always be people with ulterior motives behind this time..."
The Archon felt that he had said his words correctly, and he also saw the former master of the Phoenix City looking at his youngest son.
Then he asked:
"Mr. Enan, tell us the answer now before it's too late. You can actually follow the story of the Black Rose family."
"Imitate what?" Enan replied calmly.
"That roster," the Archon said in precise words, "Who organized everything in private after the Southern Territory Resolution? Which force did the Holy Chosen who escorted Delise out of the city that day belong to?"
"And who is the person who kidnapped Count Silin Spica from Vanric?"
Enan shook his head: "I don't understand what you are talking about, Your Excellency."
The consul sneered: "You don't know, do you want to say that all this has nothing to do with you? This is just Miss Fios's actions?"
He turned around and waved.
Only then did Fang Yu see the city guards pushing a girl covered in blood out.
It's Phios.
It was the maid lady.
He simply couldn't believe that Miss Fios, whom he had only met during the day, would now look like this. She obviously burned that roster, how could it still fall into the hands of the other party?
But his eyes suddenly fell on the people at the Shadow Throne on the other side of the square.
The cause and effect of the entire incident seemed to be drawing a clear outline in his mind——
Fios cut her hands behind her back and looked at her master with tears in her eyes. She looked pale and shook her head at the young man.
"Poor person," the consul sighed as he looked at the girl: "Now you still have two choices, Mr. Enan. Confess those people - or in other words, put all the blame on this poor lady. Let her take care of everything for you.”
The young man acted as if he had never heard of it.
He looked at his maid for a moment, with a hint of apology in his eyes - then he turned back and looked at Duke Mordekaiser - his biological father, the Duke's eyes fell darkly on him.
Not a word was spoken.
Ainan couldn't hide his disappointment, and then looked at the consul again: "Actually, I have a third choice."
The latter was slightly startled.
The young man looked calm: "What do you think the name Mordekaiser represents, Mr. Archon? Although I cannot hold a sword, the blood of the people of the South still flows in my body——"
He looked at the other party indifferently and only repeated what his father had said before: "I don't know the habits of you northerners, but in the south, traitors are the most despised."
"So please let Phios go. I am the mastermind of this matter. How can someone with the surname Mordekaiser not have such responsibility? Put away your despicable thoughts. This is the structure of the Prime Minister's Party." ——”
He said word by word: "My ancestors were knights, and I am the same."
Duke Mordekaiser was slightly moved.
And the consul's face turned black. Although the process was not much different from what he imagined, the results were vastly different. He looked at the two of them. Outsiders said that this young man was independent and not like a member of the Phoenix family.
But at this moment, in his opinion, the other party was not much different from that damn old thing.
"A very touching speech," he sneered: "But do you understand what you are talking about, Mr. Enan Mordekaiser?"
But Enan did not look at him, nor at his father, Duke Mordekaiser, but only took a deep look at Phios. Perhaps the only regret in his heart was for this little maid.
He shouldn't have let her get involved. The young man looked at the city guards surrounding the square and took a decisive step forward.
But at this moment, a hand blocked his face. Enan raised his head and looked at the figure with some surprise - it was a young man wearing robes and holding an elementalist staff.
As if taking one step forward, the other party appeared between the two of them out of thin air and stopped in front of the consul.
"Holy Chosen One, who are you?" The consul was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously.
But some low exclamations were heard in the square, because many people had recognized the young man's identity.
His name is resonance.
He was once the president of Ember Song.
Although this once was, it is not too far away.
Regarding the question from the gloomy man in front of her, Resonance only raised her head and glanced at him without speaking. But above the square, a voice has already answered this question. The voice was very calm, even a little gentle, but every word was powerful:
"who are we?"
"Mr. Consul, aren't you looking for this answer?"
"Mr. Enan and Miss Fios just helped us a little, but they are not the masterminds. It's just the kindness in some people's hearts that some people are destined to not understand -"
The buzzing discussion seemed unable to cover up this peaceful voice.
Everyone is looking for the source of this sound.
But only Fang Plover was the first to realize who was speaking. He turned around and looked behind him in great surprise. There, the man was placing the box behind him on the ground. The box opened automatically and fell out from inside. A huge bow comes.
And the huge metal-decorated magic bow fell steadily into the opponent's hand. Fang Plover didn't recognize the opponent's face, but he recognized the bow.
It has a name - Sileska, the Realm of the Wind Saint.
That is the Bow of the Ten Kings.
The man took a step forward, passed him and Hilvid, raised the bow in his hand, drew the bow string, and said loudly:
"Who abducted Count Silin Spica from Vanrich?"
"Who made the bet with me again?"
"I'll tell you the answer."
"BBK Alliance, why don't you let those behind you come out and take a step forward?"
He raised his head with a dull look in his eyes: "It seems that some people are pressing forward step by step, thinking that they can cover the sky with one hand. But unfortunately, the history of the Chosen One has never been a puppet at the mercy of others..."
Only then did people finally find the source of the sound.
The crowd separated, and among the people in the Shadow Throne on the other side of the square, Bai Xue was watching this scene in surprise. "Ye Hua, are you crazy!?" She shouted: "Are you going to defy the alliance and violate the Stargate Declaration?"
The moment this name appeared.
The entire square was silent. In the southern region, people might not recognize the current president of the Alchemist Alliance.
But you must have heard of this legendary ranger.
But the man just smiled: "Bai Xue, you are wrong."
He shook his head slightly: "The Super Competitive Alliance does not represent the "Stargate Declaration", it does not even represent the Free Chosen Ones——"
He raised his bow and gently loosened the string: "I don't belong to any guild now, and in the "Stargate Declaration", does it stipulate what responsibilities the free electors have for the Super Competitive Alliance?"
He shook his head: "No."
He asked again: "So, in the Stargate Declaration, does it stipulate that free-chosen individuals cannot attack the Super Competitive Alliance?"
He still shook his head and asked himself: "Still not."
Only then did Xue Bai open her mouth. The birth of the Super Competitive Alliance had to come after the "Stargate Declaration", and how could there be such a provision above the Declaration. Although the alliance has become increasingly large, in the final analysis, it is just a commercial organization.
It can mean many things.
But it doesn't restrict everything.
Guilds, groups, and even organizations large and small must bow to him. But the free electors are always the beginning of history after the Star Gate.
Fang Plover stood aside and listened to the conversation. He clearly did not see the arrow on the bowstring in the hand of the King of Night, but when the bowstring vibrated, an invisible ripple swept over the square.
Its target is not the city guards on the stage.
It's the New Southern Alliance on the other side.
Everyone in the Shadow Throne seemed to have reacted, but it was already too late. There was a crack and all the elite members in the front row fell down.
In the cold night, the blood mist rose, as if it were a curtain, slowly opening.
As he watched this scene, his mind went blank for a moment. He had tried every means to deal with the Shadow Throne, but when the other party took action, it was so simple.
What's the point of the Dragon Fire Guild, the Dragon Worship Cult, and the Super Competitive Alliance? Just do it.
As long as everyone is dead, no conspiracy will be of any use.
What's even more wonderful is that the other party seems to be right.
There are no rules that prohibit taking action against the Super Competitive League.
This obvious loophole has been artificially ignored. Over the past few decades, Stargate Port seems to have no intention of making up for it. Suddenly, he realized the relationship between the two.
Yes, the Super Competitive Alliance can restrain guilds and groups.
But it cannot restrict free individuals.
The era opened by the "Stargate Declaration" has never changed.
The other party's words only made his heart boil with excitement, and he couldn't help but glance at Sylvester and Sophie standing aside. Looking at his expression, both of them knew what he was thinking.
The ship officer lady sighed and smiled: "What are you going to do, Captain?"
"The people from the Throne of Shadows are over there," Fang Yu said firmly, "Of course I have to catch them first!"
He couldn't help but look at the God of Darkness not far away, the Ten Kings of Rangers.
Ye Hua happened to turn around and looked at the young couple as well. Of course he still remembered Fang Plover and others, so he reminded them: "There's going to be chaos here. You should leave first and be careful."
But Fang Yu shook his head: "Master Ye Hua, let me help you."
"help me?"
Ye Hua was stunned for a moment and looked at him with a bit of surprise and amusement. It was obvious that Fang Pliance's level was not high: "Little guy, how are you going to help me?"
Without saying a word, Fang Plover untied his backpack and threw it on the ground with a crash. A bunch of clockwork goblins rolled out of it. He raised his head, looked at each other, and replied:
"Just help--"
He raised his right hand, and the metal glove glowed faintly in the night.
Opening his five fingers, there was a soft buzzing sound, and more than a dozen clockwork fairies flapped their wings and flew up from the ground at the same time. Like a golden cloud, they scattered and flew into the night sky amid the surprised expressions of the other party.
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