shut up!The palace refuses to flirt!

"Your Majesty?" Hesel was about to say something when Mikael's voice came to mind outside the door.

"Come in." Edward glanced at Hessel, motioning her to calm down.

Mikael walked in, first knelt down on one knee and saluted, and asked respectfully, "Your Majesty, what do you want me to do?"

"It's not me." Edward III shook his head with a smile, "Hessel, tell me."

"Okay. Mikael, tell me where did you learn that Emer is a blasphemer?"

"Is Her Majesty the Holy Maiden here to ask the teacher?" Mikael raised his eyebrows, stood up and looked at Edward, "Your Majesty?"

"It's good for her to tell you." Edward sat by the window with his black tea in his arms. The warm sunlight was shining, and the temperature was just right.

"Please answer my question, Your Excellency Mikael." Hessel raised his eyebrows impatiently, and his tone suddenly became sharper, "Do you know who Yimo is?"

"It's just the disciple of the Dragon Knight, and the blasphemer deserves to die." Mikael raised his lips gracefully, and glanced thoughtfully at the Pope by the window, "Then, is Your Highness going to question me?"

"The protection of the Dragon Clan is known throughout the continent." Hessel's expression became colder and colder, and his anger was about to erupt. "You are destroying the relationship between the Holy See and Dragon Island!"

"But she is a blasphemer." Mikael chuckled lightly, "I cannot tolerate a lowly blasphemer living in this world. This is a blasphemy against my lord."

"Do you have any evidence? Yimo has never committed any blasphemy against Her Majesty the goddess, but you have forcibly charged her with an unwarranted crime! The Holy See's verdict is not a tool for you to vent your personal anger! "

"The result of the divination told me that she is a blasphemer." Mikael remained calm, "Your Highness, do you know what I saw at the scene?"

The handsome blond man smiled and looked at the cold-faced saint, "My lord, can you imagine how a normal blond man becomes an ominous double black blasphemer?"

Hessel's face darkened.

No one knows what the content of this conversation that caused a huge split in the Holy See of Light, but someone said that Her Highness the Saintess Hessel Murphy walked out of the Pope's palace with a dark face that day, staring straight at the sky at the door. The sun looked at it for a while, then left here with a cold face.

No one knew the reason, just like no one knew why the holy son Mikael, who believed in the goddess so much that he was almost fanatical, fell into the embrace of the God of Destruction.

In the 6460th year of Ainor's glorious calendar, on the day when Imer Kutzke was 20 years old, the demons in the west brazenly crossed the Rocky Mountains and raided the human fortress Tsminburg, starting the war that swept across the entire Ainor prologue.

"Il." In a small teahouse in the small town of Chester, an elf in a white magic robe brewed a pot of tea like flowing water, and pushed it to the opposite female warrior with a smile.

The woman with black hair and black eyes glanced at her smiling lover, curled her lips and drank the cup of tea.

"Is it good?" Orthea asked softly.

"You can try it yourself." Yi Mo rolled his eyes on her lips, and suddenly smiled ambiguously: "Or... I'll feed you."

"Don't make trouble." Orthea poured her another glass without changing her expression, "Drink quickly, let's go to Elvish after drinking, ah, I haven't seen Isa for a long time."

"You look looking forward to it." Yi Mo rolled his eyes and asked abruptly.

"Oh—yes." Orthea happily knocked on the table, blinked and smiled, "Oh, and the lovely Cynthia."

Yimo's face darkened, and Nunu said: "Here, the road to the forest of elves is there, do you want to go by yourself!"

"Oh, is little El not with me?" Orthea made a weeping expression, "I feel very sad, and El is not with me."

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, and stay with you." Yi Mo held his forehead helplessly, "Really, you are very righteous when you lose your temper with me, why can't I do it!"

"That's good." Orthea smiled as usual, "If you want to eat the food you made yourself."

Yi Mo's face changed slightly.

"If you want to sleep on the floor."

"Okay, darling, I admit your status." Yi Mo raised his hand helplessly, "I surrender, huh?"

"Hmph." Orthea smiled and patted her head, "Good boy."

"Ah boss! You have such a time!" A bluffing voice suddenly sounded from not far behind, "Ah, Wen Li, why did you hit me?!"

"Ahem, Boss, I'm sorry to bother you, let's continue." Wen Li White dragged away the bluffing little Hannah, who was now spoiled by the head and deputy head to the point of lawlessness.

Ortheya almost laughed and twitched into Yimo's arms, then slapped the black-haired woman with a dark face and rubbed her ears, "Wen Li, don't go, don't make trouble for us, we have nothing to do."

"Boss, we didn't see anything." Hannah managed to calm down after being knocked on the head, "Oh wait, Wen Li, why did you hit me again!!"

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, we will go to the forest of elves later, is everything ready?"

"Of course." Wen Li raised her hand to show her the ring on her hand.

"Wow, Mrs. Leader, I haven't safely entered the Forest of Elves yet!" Hannah stared at the elf whose appearance was so exquisite that it was almost glowing, "I was almost wiped out last time."

"I'm glad you met us." Orthea smiled and shook her fingers, "Speaking of which, it's really bold that you dare to go deep into the creation before you graduate."

Winry White and Hannah Stanley are exactly the team they met when they came out of the Elven Forest last time. Of course, their identities now are the Tower of Light, a mercenary group founded by Althea and Emer a member of.

"Let's go when you're ready. It's not good to go in too late." Yimo glanced at the sky, and lazily rubbed Orthea's sharp ears for the last time.

The elf's ears are very distinctive, not to mention that she almost never hides them, so she was noticed the first time she entered the small town of Chester.It's just that the black-haired woman next to her is too intimidating, the kind that can scare a child to cry with just one look, so no one dares to come forward to make trouble, so they can only pay attention to the four of them from a distance.

"Brother, they seem to be going to the forest of elves." In the dark, an obscene-looking man quietly reported to the leading swordsman.

"En." The burly black-clothed swordsman squinted his eyes, and ordered in a cold voice: "Keep watching and follow them when they set off."

"Boss, are we going to do it before entering the forest?" Another man like a thin monkey rubbed his hands excitedly, "I heard that the elves are the favorites of the forest, and it seems that it will be more difficult to catch them after entering the forest. "

"Stupid!" The black-clothed swordsman punched him and said the word coldly.

"Eh?"

"Idiot! Boss wants them to lead the way and find the way to the elf country!" The wretched/sloppy man chuckled a few times, "Isn't that right, boss, if we catch a few elves, it will be worth a lot..."

"En." The black-clothed swordsman's eyes were slightly cold, and he nodded reluctantly in agreement with his words.Then he glanced into the darkness and nodded silently.

Forget it, but there's no need to be stingy with the two little bastards we found on the spur of the moment.

Orthea's strength has retreated greatly now, far worse than when she just left the summit of the gods. Although she barely sensed that something was wrong, her premonition could only make her more vigilant.

"What's the matter?" Yi Mo found that she was tugging on his sleeve, and asked with a frown.

"I have a bad feeling." Orthea knocked on the table, "Forget it, pay attention later, don't relax too much."

"Oh, we know." Hannah nodded happily, "Shall we go now, boss?"

"Let's go, let's go!" Orthea secretly recruited a few elemental elves to follow her, and then relaxed and happily took Yimo's hand and was about to leave.

The four of them quickly settled their bills and left Chester town, walking on the road to the Forest of Elves very swaggeringly, which can be said to be very arrogant.

This made the group of people who followed them secretly feel a little bit annoyed, always feeling like they were being despised.

Finally aware of some movement, Orthea and Yimo looked at each other, nodded to each other, and then quickly released a few acceleration and lightness spells on the four of them, and then one of them grabbed the other and started running wildly.

"Boss...boss, they, they ran away!" Skinny Monkey pointed at the four people who were getting away with a shocked face, "Chasing...chasing?"

"Wait a while." The black-clothed swordsman ordered coldly, "Let's take a look first."

It's definitely not just my own group of people who are chasing after. When the Tower of Light rose to fame in the past few years, it offended many people.

Sure enough, after the black-clothed swordsman waited for a few minutes, he saw two groups of people scrambling to catch up.

"Ah, boss, you really have the foresight." The skinny monkey man stared blankly at their backs, "Wait, is this trying to cut off the beard?"

"Shut up, be quiet." The black-clothed swordsman punched him on the head again, "If you say another word later, I will kill you."

The pupils of the two shrank in an instant, but thinking about the terrifying force this man had used when he subdued the two of them half a month ago...they really didn't dare to resist.

"Go, follow."

"Tsk, it's really lingering." Orthea complained a few words while running, "It seems that I shouldn't be soft at the beginning."

"Didn't you keep running behind them? That's why you poked me just now?"

Orthea thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "No, if it's just that these people don't give me any sense of threat, but after chasing us for two months, let's solve it first."

"You lead the way." Yi Mo raised his chin concisely.

"Boss...boss, can you let me down? I can run." Disgusting that the two ran too slowly, Yi Mo directly picked up his clothes and ran with him.Of course, the two who were blessed with fighting spirit and magic didn't run as if they were going to die of exhaustion like those behind them.

"There should be a small open space in front, and I'm about to enter the elf forest, so I can run right away after beating up, right there." Orthea glanced at the elemental elf in front of her, and according to what it brought Intelligence is ready for the hunt.

Then a group of people who couldn't catch up behind suddenly found that the elf in front staggered and almost fell to the ground, and the speed immediately slowed down, so they immediately surrounded him.

The author has something to say: Fuck, it was updated to another article just now!Fuck it's terrible!

Remember the team you met when you came out of the forest?Remember their mercenary group?Hahahahaha here it comes!I haven't forgotten!

Oh, it’s going to be 2333 soon, there’s still one more chapter, and then I’ll be able to get into another article [-] Let me be confused about which pair of cps to choose from Bilan, I have too many cute cults