That Boss is chasing again

, the important thing is the way of getting along with each other, local customs, and special products. It is necessary to understand them.

As the next heir to the Elven King, he must understand that his responsibility is to balance.

Balance the Terrans with the remnants of the Protoss.

The Protoss and the Human Race live together on this continent. The Protoss is believed by the people, and at the same time, it also uses people.

Too much dependence on one thing will cause backlash.The result of the backlash is that now there are only two gods of light and darkness left in the Protoss.

The responsibility of the elves is to contain the inflated ambitions of the human race, give help to the god race at the right time, and be a peacemaker.

The human race is much more complicated than the god race and the elf race. They have many people and complex hearts, and they are the favorite place for darkness to settle down.If you don't understand it, it's easy to be deceived.Being lied to at critical moments is the worst thing that can happen.

"Brilliam."

Brilian came back to his senses with wide-eyed eyes, and shouted timidly, "Father, father."

Yanqing handed him a pack of herbs and asked, "Are you still wondering if I will find a mother for you?"

"No..." Brilian skilfully flipped through the herbs in his hand, but found no strange ones, raised his head and explained to Yanqing, "I was just thinking about the wizard who divination for my father just now. A nasty smell."

"Then hide away if you see him later." Yan Qing looked around, he was looking for a hotel, and he might not find a vacant room after noon.

"Yeah." Bradley nodded with a smile.

"Ah!" A thin man in shabby clothes rushed over and took the herb from Brilian's hand.

Brilian silently chanted a spell to imprison the thief, and angrily took back the herb his father had given him.

Xiao Pao returned to Yanqing's side, and Brilian said to him: "Father, he took our things." There was a bit of grievance in his expression.

"You did a good job." Yanqing praised him, and then asked, "Did you use magic?"

"A basic locking spell." Brilian looked at Yanqing and whispered.He just used the lock spell conveniently, didn't he intend to show that he could do magic in front of people...Will father...rebuke him?

Yanqing just said lightly: "Be more careful next time." She didn't care anymore.

But obviously others care about it.

They had only taken a few steps when the guards of the capital came up to him, and it was Brilian who was spotted.

The lead guard said respectfully to Brilian: "Excuse me, we would like to invite you and your companions to my master's house. My master has something to ask for."

Brilian asked Yanqing for help at a loss, but only received a look that asked him to make his own decision.

"Well... your master is..."

"You will know when the time comes." The leader said, and bent down to invite him.

Looking at Yanqing, Brilian said uncertainly: "Well...then...that's fine. Father, are you going too?"

The guard didn't expect that this was a father and son, who seemed to be about the same age, and thought they were brothers or close relatives.

Yanqing glanced at the guards and replied, "I'm with you."

These people didn't look like ordinary city guards, and they all dressed and behaved quite standard.

The Dragon, the Rose and the White Heart ([-])

"Perhaps, you can go to the wizard instead of us." Yanqing said to Prince Will who was nervously waiting for the sentence by the bed.

Prince Will was the one who invited them to see a doctor for his younger brother Jersey.

Jersey was buried in the soft quilt, with a pale complexion and closed eyes. There were black thorn patterns crawling on the white ears and neck, and black and white were distinct.The pattern fluctuated with the flow of his blood, as if it was alive, absorbing the nutrients in his blood and climbing upwards.

Prince Will suddenly said excitedly: "This is the method of wizards. Most of them are sinister and cunning! Ask them to come and tell me what they will do to my brother!"

"With all due respect, you are prejudiced." Yanqing took a step back to get away from the range of Prince Will's anger.

"They are always hiding in the corner and plotting, that's how my Jersey was harmed by them! I have no prejudice against them, and what I say is the truth!" Prince Will roared.

"Wizards can also be divided into good and bad. Not all wizards are like what you said. You don't want to go to ignore to solve it. It is because of this that you delay your brother. He is in a serious situation now." Yanqing took another step back calmly. .

Brilian glanced at Prince Will, and hid behind Yanqing.

Prince Will is like a pod that has finally reached maturity, jumping out the beans: "Where are there good wizards! Are you saying that because you have no choice, so you start to find reasons and excuses?! Wizards do not rely on those dark Is the witchcraft wanton and reckless! I know what they have done in my country! They are always injecting dark thoughts into my people and bringing chaos to this country! Aren’t they just a group of people who fear the world Not messy guy!"

"That doesn't mean all wizards." Yanqing finally didn't back away, he pushed Briliant out, "About your brother's question, you invited him, Briliant, is there any way to solve it? It's his thing. I was playing for him."

Suddenly exposed in front of Prince Will, Brilian immediately held his breath, for fear of being affected by the words he was going to spit out next.

Prince Will's gaze fell on the trembling Brillian, and said, "Do you have a solution?"

"Yes!" Brilian nodded fiercely, "but I think..."

Prince Will's eyes sharpened instantly.

"I think finding a wizard is the fastest and most effective way." He still finished what he wanted to say.

A magician always has a feeling of restraint when facing witchcraft that is good at taking root in the depths of the human heart.Once something goes wrong, no one can predict what will happen to the witchcraft, not even the wizard himself.

"Can you cure my brother?" Wizards are absolutely impossible to find, and the magicians raised in the palace can't be cured. It's rare to catch a magician who has a way out of the wandering magicians, and he can't let him go.

Will also understood that the situation of his younger brother could not be delayed any longer, that group of wizards who were like rotten roots in the mud, one day he would make them all disappear.

"Yes..." Brilian looked at his father next to him.Yanqing didn't even give him a look, he had to decide for himself.

In the next two months, Brilian regretted the word he said countless times.

He really wanted to lift his collar and roar: "Don't say that word!" Unfortunately, his upbringing and magic restrictions did not allow him to do so.

He resigned himself to being busy with the witchcraft suffered by Jersey, looking for herbs, concocting potions, and testing the efficacy of the medicine, which was enough to drive him crazy, especially when he saw his father in the courtyard leisurely looking through the palace. When collecting books.

When Brilian saw it for the first time, he yelled angrily: "Father!" In exchange for Yanqing's laziness: "Do you still need me to be responsible for what you decide? Or is it because you are incapable?" ?” After that, he didn’t ask his father for guidance or comfort.

He grinned and ran away before his father could turn his eyes to him.I complained in my heart: What an irresponsible father!Even complaining couldn't vent the sour feeling in his heart, Brilian blinked his gray eyes with red circles.

"Brillien." Jersey's thin voice came into his ears, and he turned his head in a daze.

Jersey leaned on the wall, his body was precarious, and smiled at him, as if to say, "Look, I can go out now."

"Jersey!" Brelian walked up to Jersey in a few steps, let him put his shoulders on his shoulders, and prepared to take him back to his own room.

"I want to go to the garden, it's early summer." It's the time for soft and shiny.

Brilian managed to suppress some of the influence of witchcraft on him, so how could he let him go outside and say nothing.

Jersey tirelessly begged: "I'll go and have a look. I'm already out, so just take a look."

"Okay, let's take a look, but don't touch anything." Brilian let go, and led him towards the garden while muttering: "The servants are gone, how can I let Jersey come out alone, too It's dangerous."

Jersey heard every word, and he just smiled slyly, staring contentedly at the bright green around him, and said nothing.

How could a person who sneaked out let his servants follow him!

Someone was in the garden, and Jersey heard a strange voice.

"Beautiful Hillary." Kester sat on the edge of the flower bed and hooked a pink rose, lowered his head and sniffed it, his eyes lit up, and he avoided the dense thorns and broke it.

Yanqing dropped the book in her hand, and looked at Kester who was breaking the thorns of the flower stems.

"My Shirley." Kester raised his eyes and smiled at him.

Yanqing felt that this smile was a bit dazzling.

The sunlight reflected in those dark green eyes, diluting the calculations in them, and only a green wave came into view.If Yanqing didn't know who he was, she might have been deceived by these eyes.

"Wizard." Yanqing pointed out the role he was playing now.

The palace should not welcome wizards.

"Shirley," Kerst called him, "you should call me Kerr, but I prefer you to call me Mello."

"Kester."

"Oh, I'm here." Kester lowered his head in disappointment.

"You came to see me?" Yanqing asked bluntly.

"I miss you." Kester's tone of course made Yanqing wonder if he was planning some conspiracy.

He didn't remember any big intersection between himself and this dark god.

Since half a year ago, when the dark god found the elf forest, he felt that something was wrong with him.Suddenly, he began to speak words similar to love words to an unfamiliar elf, speaking frankly, there was a ghost if there was nothing.

"I miss you