Female Knight and Male Princess

Following the sound of heavy rain in midsummer, Lan Weiwei and his team quickly left Fort Firth. Before leaving, Emma came to see everyone off. The girl resisted her sadness and loss: "Vivi, you will come to Fort Ferci, won't you?"

"Yeah." Lan Weiwei nodded heavily. What she didn't say was that even if they passed by Fort Ferci again, Emma and Vincent would have no chance.

To Vincent, Emma was just a fuzzy girl who had given him a few books. There will never be anything but magic in the young man's mind.

"Vincent..." Emma summoned the courage and called the expressionless man.

"Huh?" Vincent raised an eyebrow. "You are..."

Without waiting for him to ask the words "who are you" out, Matthew hurriedly pulled him into the carriage.

"You are right, Tyler. Encouraging Emma to pursue Vincent will only hurt her more." Lan Weiwei sighed, still wishful thinking, not personally considering Emma, ​​and never respected her. Vincent, "Vincent, he wouldn't plan to spend his life with magic and not get married, right?"

"No." Taylor put down the book in his hand. At this time, they were sitting on a carriage that was moving slowly. Due to the rain, the weather was not very hot. "Vincent is the heir of the Dares family. How can the blood of the guardian mage be passed on."

"Then, wait until a certain age and be arranged by the family?"

"That's why I said that." Taylor's expression was faint. "If there is no girl who can make Vincent fall in love with madness, then, based on his character, he will accept family arrangements and marry a nobleman who suits him. Miss. He is different from Matthew. If it is Matthew, even if he doesn't particularly like that girl, he will fight desperately to oppose the family arrangement."

With Emma's position in Vincent's heart, he will certainly not let him fight for it. Even though Emma, ​​with the help of Lan Weiwei, made Vincent feel good about her, this relationship is ten. have. Eight. Nine will die without disease.

Lan Weiwei knew that Taylor was explaining the quarrel, and the Tsundere Princess would definitely not say it straight. I didn't get angry long ago, Lan Weiwei thought about it, and swallowed this sentence back. "I won't do that again." She said with a smile.

In fact, what I want to ask more is that sentence. How about you? Taylor. If it were you, would you fight for being with a civilian.

For the first time, this was the first time Lan Weiwei began to worry about the future of the two. When she confessed, she hadn't thought so far. For Lan Weiwei at that time, it was a great thing to be accepted by Taylor, and there was nothing else to consider.

What shall we do in the future?

Not only are they disparity in status, they are not even people of the same world at all. Not to mention, how can Taylor marry a woman in the name of a saint and a princess.

How could Taylor fail to see that Lan Weiwei was worried, he didn't plan to tell Lan Weiwei that he was going to give up his status as a saint. Lan Weiwei would definitely object to what he said now. When everything was over, the young man thought in his heart, at that time, we don't need to worry about anything.

As for whether Lan Weiwei will despise Taylor because he lost everything, huh, she dare!

"My lord priest." The door of the main hall opened gently, and a beautiful girl in a white dress walked in.

"Your Royal Highness." Daniel nodded slightly. "Good afternoon."

"Good afternoon." Renee smiled. "It's been a long time. Why are you free to visit Baker City?"

"Actually, I was ordered by the Lady Saint to look for something that happened to pass by Baker City. I didn't intend to disturb your Highness. I didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic."

"You are polite." Renee asked Daniel to sit down in a chair by the window. "To be honest, I actually met something and I need to discuss it with you."

For the regent princess of the kingdom of Fran, what is she unable to make a decision? Daniel could not help but feel an ominous feeling: "I would like to hear the details."

Renee looked worried: "Recently, in the kingdom, a ridiculous rumor suddenly spread." Probably because of the content of the rumor, Renee could not help but frown. Women are fake."

"What?!" Daniel's heart sank. Orville's letter mentioned the rumors, but the rumors only circulated in a small area in the remote northern towns, and no one wanted to believe it. His face was frosty, "There is such a ridiculous nonsense, this is a blasphemy against Moore!"

"Please be at ease." Renee raised her hand to appease the agitated Daniel. "Of course this rumor is ridiculous. No one in Baker City wants to believe it, but..."

"But what? Are there rumors spreading these rumors?"

"The rumors came from outside. They were all mercenaries and businessmen who went north and south." Renee couldn't help sighing, "I'm afraid you've heard of it, the wildfire in the Kingdom of Herron."

"...Yes." Soon after setting off from Cayenne City, Daniel heard that there was a fire on the mountain north of the Kingdom of Herron. The wildfire burned for several days and nights, and several continuous hills were almost burnt up. Daniel suddenly thought of a possibility, "You mean, because of natural disasters..."

Renee nodded: "It's more than that. Recently, in addition to wildfires, there have been several natural disasters in the Kingdom of Herron. Although it is not a major disaster, once it is associated with someone..."

The situation seemed to be out of control, and Daniel was anxious. He didn't take the rumors seriously at first. After all, the identity of the Lord Saint was recognized by the stone oracle, so how could it be possible to be shaken. It's the Grayer manuscript, if you don't find it as soon as possible, it might be out of the question.

Renee saw that Daniel was silent, and continued: "I have sent someone to investigate. The natural disasters started from Constantine. ""Constantine?" The rumors began to circulate around the city of Inter, Daniel suspected Someone did it deliberately. The autonomous cities in the north have always been restless, and natural disasters can sometimes be man-made. What happened to Constantine?

"It was a month ago when Constantine suddenly had a landslide. Because there was a large area and sparsely populated, it did not cause any sensation. However, it is related to the wildfires of the Kingdom of Herron..." Renee couldn't help feeling deeply. Taylor became worried, "In fact, the following vassals reported that there are already some places in the kingdom that are owed."

"This..." Daniel stood up and paced anxiously on the spot. Disasters can be man-made, but what about the lack of harvest? Could it be that reason?

"Your Highness, please forgive me, I'm afraid I can't stay any longer."

"This matter is complicated?" Renee stood up. "Will it affect Tyler?"

"I will try my best to prevent it from affecting Lord Saintess."

"Excuse me, I'll give it away." Renee looked at Daniel seriously, "I will suppress the rumors in Fran's kingdom." Seeing Daniel was about to turn around and leave, Renee summoned him, "Wait. Does Taylor know about the rumors?"

Against the sunlight outside the door, the priest replied: "This kind of matter, the Lord Saint did not take it to heart. Then, goodbye, Your Highness."

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Kirk was breathing violently, and the air in his lungs seemed to burst. As he ran away, the nerves all over his body were pulled in pain. The guys who chased him had been chasing after him, and he finally threw them away by the river in front, one of them inattentively, and was followed again.

It was a mistake. He originally followed the mercenary team in Constantine all the way smoothly. Seeing that the destination was just ahead, he was actually recognized by a guy who had seen the wanted warrant.

The high bounty attracted a group of desperadoes, but fortunately they did not publicize Kirk's identity in order to monopolize the reward. Am I going to give up all my work? Are you going to be caught like this, not far from Constantine?

In fact, what kind of place Constantine is, Kirk has no idea at all. He only heard that name when he desperately needed a belonging. Go to Constantine, Kirk said to himself. As for what was there, he didn't care at all.

I still can't escape, the fallen leaves being trampled under my feet rustle. This is a secluded forest, maybe it existed when the world first opened. The ground was full of dead branches and fallen leaves that had slept for years, and the forest was terribly quiet, except for Kirk's rapid footsteps and breathing.

Don't stop, don't stop. He encourages himself like this, as long as he runs out of this forest, he can be saved!

But the forest seemed to have no end. He stumbled between the branches and the blades of grass, passing through twisted shadows one after another, "He is there! I see him!" A vague voice came from behind.

Oops, they are almost catching up! Kirk tried to speed up, but his legs fell heavily on the ground like lead.

No, there seems to be someone else in front. Is it their accomplice? Or a hunter in the mountains?

Kirk didn’t have time to think about what was waiting for him. He tried to take a breath, but made up his mind to give it a try: "Help! Help me!" The hoarse shouts echoed in the forest, startled a roost. Little bird.

The figure seemed to move, and slowly walked towards Kirk.

This time there might be help. Kirk was overjoyed and hurriedly called for help louder: "Help me! The good-hearted people in front, help me!"

The figure got closer and closer, and gradually, gradually, appeared in front of Kirk. It was a man in black, wrapped in a heavy long-distance race.

No, it's not right. Not a man in black, but a line of men in black. They lined up neatly in a line, looking at it from the front, as if they were one person.

Ke Ke couldn't help slowing down: "...Who are you guys?"

"Heh..." came a cold laugh. "Will you kill him? Your lord." Kirk asked when he heard the harsh voice.

"Wait, Garcia." Unexpectedly, a clear and soft young voice answered him, "Why are you calling for help?"

The voice seemed to have some magic power. Kirk felt his head groggy and couldn't help but replied: "Because someone is chasing me."

"Why are they hunting you down?"

"I'm wanted, they want a bounty."

"Have you committed any crime?"

"No, I didn't commit a crime."

"Then why are you wanted?"

"Because I know a secret, someone wants me to tell him the secret."

"What's the secret?"

Kirk desperately tried to prevent himself from saying the next answer, but his body didn't listen at all. He stiffly said, "The saint's secret."

The author has something to say: I'm really playing the stand-alone version of JJ, there is no comment, see you, this sad world (ノへ￣,)