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In order to gain enough strength to accomplish her goal, she now wants to return to the homeland that she once fled at all costs.
Sardari and Ellie looked at each other, then knelt on one knee facing the figure in front of them, with their right hands on their chests. "We pledge our eternal loyalty to the crown princess of the elves, Her Highness Frederica."
They had both been waiting for this sentence, waiting for the opportunity to blurt it out.
How many years have you been waiting?
The elves' long lives make them somewhat vague.
In short, it’s been a long time.
After waiting for so long, they finally got the chance, but the two elves were not happy at all.
Having traveled around the continent for many years, he has seen all kinds of creatures, including humans, sub-humans, dwarves, undead, dragons, and so on.
This was the first time they met such an interesting and special human being like Zhang Mu.
We thought we could travel around the mainland together, but we didn't expect the day of separation to come so suddenly, catching us off guard.
Frederica raised her hand, motioning for them to stand up.
Looking at this forest that she had only been to once, her eyes became complicated: "Zhang Mu, you broke your promise to me."
"Isn't it because Frederica is more important than the persistence in your heart?"
persist in?
Zhang Mu, what exactly is it that you insist on?
She felt that this question was worth exploring for a lifetime.
They stood there quietly without talking, and the forest fell into silence.
Just then, a breeze blew, and Frederica's long green hair fluttered gently.
She gathered the messy hair that was scratching her eyes behind her head and took a deep breath.
"Sardari, Ellie."
"Your Highness, we are here."
"I'm sorry, you'll have to work hard for a while after you return to your tribe."
"For your highness, we have no complaints."
Frederica turned around and strode out of the forest, followed quickly by the two elves.
At the original spot, the weed swaying slightly in the breeze slowly stabilized its body.
The wind stopped, and the weeds stopped with it, but some things were still moving forward.
As the saying goes, love rises with the wind, and it is hard to calm down when the wind stops.
Frederica was about to disappear among the trees, and the white button pendant on her chest swayed from side to side with her steps.
It shines brightly under the golden light that shines through the dense branches and leaves.
Chapter 93 He would say to me: Senior, long time no see.
Lake Kingdom, the royal capital.
Compared to cities in other parts of the kingdom, the royal capital is much larger.
The city gate must naturally be wider.
A bird-like cry was heard in the clear sky, but before it reached the door, a griffin landed on the ground.
A guard came running over and saluted: "Sir Oliver, hello."
Oliver, with short blond hair, jumped down and handed the reins to the guard: "Is the capital peaceful lately?"
“I haven’t heard of any big commotion.”
Nodding to indicate that he understood, he walked through the doorway, slowly walked among the crowd on the street, and came to the palace located in the center of the capital.
After entering the palace, he turned right and came to a magnificent palace.
He simply stepped onto the stone steps and pushed open the gate. The guards on duty on both sides did not try to stop him.
"Oliver, when did you come back?"
In a simply furnished study, Andre sat behind a desk at the end of the room, flipping through a book on knightly techniques.
"Your Highness Andre, just got back."
"Hmm?" He raised his head and smiled. "Usually when you come back from going out, you always go home to get a good night's sleep before going to the palace. Why is it that today..."
"There are some urgent matters to report to Your Highness."
"explain."
After recounting what happened in the city of Bara, Oliver stood in front of the desk without saying a word.
Here, Andre also didn't say anything after listening. He closed the book, leaned back in his chair and thought about something.
After a long while, he suddenly asked, "When I was nine years old, you reported to me that the guards in charge of guarding the city secretly increased the gate tax by 10% and put it in their own pockets."
"Hand over most of it to the captain of the garrison, and the rest is yours." Oliver echoed.
"That's not important." Andre smiled and shook his head. "Later, I hanged all the people involved in the case and replaced them with a group of loyal and honest guards and ministers."
"Half a year later, I changed into civilian clothes and went to the city gate to investigate secretly. I found that the gate tax had been secretly increased again. This time, it was increased by 20%."
Andre raised his upper body off the chair and stared at him as he stood up. "Oliver, what do you think? If I hang him again, will the tax increase by 30% in another six months?"
"Your Highness, do you think..."
"To deal with an enemy like that, we have to kill all humans. I don't want to, and I don't have the ability to do it, so I gave up."
"Zhang Mu, his name is Zhang Mu, right?" Andre changed the subject, "When I met him that time, he exuded confidence.
Although he didn't say it explicitly, I could tell that he thought he had an extraordinary talent for magic and could work hard to become a powerful magician.
Then, alone against the world.
Mr. Potter is very strong, so strong that I have no intention of resisting him, but he has to prostrate himself under the majesty of the church in the end.
Therefore, I think Zhang Mu is just fantasizing and he can't do it."
Oliver bowed slightly and said, "It turns out that your Highness's feeling is very accurate."
After hearing this, Andre did not show the complacency of "just as I expected", but instead looked disappointed:
“In fact, I expected him to do it…
That way, he has a better chance of doing something than I do.
I just didn’t expect him to fail so quickly, so quickly that I was a little disappointed.”
He stood up, walked around the wooden chair, and looked at a starry sky painting hanging on the wall: "Oliver, am I strong?"
"His Highness Andre is the most outstanding crown prince in the history of the Kingdom of Lake."
“But after all, I am in this painting.”
"The future... there is no future." Andre waved his hand, "Go to Avril and make her not too sad."
"As ordered, Your Highness."
Oliver backed out of the house, turned around and rushed to Anwei's palace.
……
In a room with similar furnishings to Andre's study, Avril was taking a nap on the table.
Judging from the faint curve of her mouth, it must be a good dream.
After a while, she seemed to be almost asleep. Her long, icy-blue eyelashes fluttered a few times and her eyelids slowly opened.
"Your Highness, did you dream of anything happy?"
At the desk, Maura, who was wearing a maid outfit, folded her hands on her belly. Seeing the faint smile on Avril's face, she asked curiously.
Without rushing to answer, Avril turned her head to look at her.
Compared with her previous childish personality, Mora now seemed to have washed away all the worldly desires, her temperament was calm and steady, and she had a very elite aura.
"I dreamed that I was defeated by my eldest brother. In front of the royal family's inherited magic tower, my eldest brother swung a fatal sword at me as I fell to the ground."
"This is not a good dream, Your Highness."
"I haven't finished yet." Avril rested her chin on her hand and narrowed her eyes. "Just as the sword was about to cut off my neck,
The junior student descended from the sky like a hero, defeated all the enemies, then picked me up and said..."
She suddenly stopped talking, and Maura blinked and asked, "What?"
"I woke up from the dream." Avril chuckled, "But I think my junior will definitely say to me, 'Senior, long time no see.'"
Looking at her face, full of loving smile, Mo La sighed: "Mr. Zhang Mu has really changed Your Highness a lot."
"Of course, my junior fellow student is the light of my life." This sentence comes at the end, with an upward tone and a hint of pride.
"Come to think of it." She stared at Maura with a somewhat mischievous look, "Didn't you forbid him to get close to me?"
"Your Highness." Maura's eyes twitched and her face became expressionless, "You can't always treat me as a child."
After saying that, she turned and walked into a small door on the right, came back with a cup of black tea and handed it to Avril.
He took it and took a sip: "Mora, I want to write a letter to my junior, but I am worried that after reading the letter, he will not be able to resist and will come to the capital to find me."
Hearing this, Maura took a deep breath to calm her speechless heart. Are all women in love so troublesome?
Maura never wants to be in love in her life!
She certainly didn't dare to say these words in her heart, so she said in a normal tone: "Didn't you ask Lord Oliver to take a letter to Mr. Zhang Mu?"
"Yeah." Avril nodded, "But I was thinking, if I only wrote a letter, would my junior misunderstand that I don't care about him?"
Maura's knuckles turned white as she clenched her fists.
"Your Highness." The guard outside the door interrupted the two people's chat, "Lord Oliver requests to see you."
"Go and see."
Maura received the order, trotted, opened the door and walked out of the house.