before he was crowned king

The moonlight is icy, and it envelopes the girl's body, grinding the pale skin to transparency, the messy bun, and the skirt covered with leaves and dust.The appearance of the elf is a gift from the gods, and the girl is still beautiful, like a pink spar with flaws.

It's just that she shouldn't be here.

Sean retreated subconsciously, trying to keep a proper distance from the girl, but the girl's hand was pulled into his sleeve at some point.

What is the situation.Sean kept himself calm. While scanning the surrounding situation, he was ruling out all kinds of possibilities.

Probing?trap?Or a conspiracy?

According to the current situation, Sean can deduce no less than ten guesses.And the most plausible of these guesses was the one he couldn't believe the most.

Lillian recognized him, and somehow got rid of Lady Mary and found him alone.

Shane didn't believe it.Because before today, Lilian had never even seen his face, whether it was him under the iron mask, or him transformed by the god bone.

And Lilian didn't know the similar name of Sean Miller.Mars did not introduce him in front of Madam Mary because he was afraid of taboos when they met just now.

There is no basis for Lilian to make such an absurd judgment.

"Are you Mrs. Lilian?" Sean adjusted his mentality, he held up the slender hand that was holding him, then gently put it down, and said respectfully, "I am the attendant of His Royal Highness Mars, are you Are you lost? Do you need me to take you back to the hall?"

Before waiting for an intelligible answer, the girl standing there shrugged her shoulders slightly, her eyes were red and swollen, and the crystals kept falling one by one, and there were bursts of strange humming sounds in her throat.

Sean was silent. Obviously, the girl in front of him didn't seem to have the ability to communicate with him.He didn't know what happened to Lilian.

This may be an opportunity to explore clues, but if found, he will face mortal risks.

The most correct thing to do now is to leave here alone.

Sean considers himself to be a decisive and mentally insensitive person, as if he was taking someone's life for the first time.Even without a little experience, he doesn't need any mental preparation.

Enforcing his will is what he does best.

Seeing the blond-haired young man turn around, as if he was about to leave, something flashed in Lilian's empty eyes, and she instinctively stretched out her hand to grab the far away corner of her clothes.However, the young man's movement of leaving did not stop for a moment. Lilian anxiously wanted to keep up, but her weak body could not keep up with the young man's pace.

The corner of the clothes slipped from her hands, and Lilian fell to the ground stiffly like a puppet with a broken string. Because of the pain, she let out a small beast-like wail from her throat, but even so, her right hand kept working hard. have to stretch forward.

"Why did you do this?" A hoarse voice rang out from Lilian's head.

Sean frowned, and lowered his eyes, looking down at the girl lying on the ground, with a tear-stained face, skin-scratched arms, and dusty palms.If time went back to a year ago, he would take the girl up with pity, wipe away her tears, treat her wounds, and prepare her the best dress in the capital.He would softly comfort the girl, accompany her to sleep, and then turn around to find the guy who made the girl cry and use some means to teach him an unforgettable lesson.

In the past, Sean tried her best to play a qualified partner.He thought that he was different from others, that he seldom had any desire to move, this was something he had always felt owed to Lilian since he got married.

He even seriously analyzed the reason why he couldn't love Lilian.

He didn't know Lilian, even though he knew that Lilian liked to drink rose tea, wear white dresses, and loose hair, he still couldn't walk into his wife.

But why?It wasn't until he remembered those things that he realized that Lilian had never given him a chance to understand.

This kind of marriage is meaningless at all, and Lilian can be said to have stripped him of his partner's identity with her own hands.

Now, Sean is no longer responsible for the once swan-like damsel.

They have nothing to do with each other.

Sean calmly helped the girl to the wisteria tree, and did not make any overstepping movements during the process, "Please wait here a moment, I will notify your attendant to come over."

After Sean finished speaking, two slender arms wrapped around his waist, and the girl lowered her head and whimpered continuously.

"Let go." Sean's voice was cold, he broke the girl's hand away, and immediately took a few steps back.

The girl's body trembled slightly, like an abandoned animal. That appearance could arouse the protection of most men, but it was useless to those who didn't love her.

Sean simply tidied up his appearance. He had been out for a long time, and it was time to return to His Royal Highness Mars.

The girl's body leaned on the tree trunk to support her standing, swaying, and stretched out her arms like a pious believer chasing light spots.

The light disappeared, and there was darkness in front of her eyes. She exhausted her last strength, lost consciousness, and fell under the wisteria waterfall.

The strange whimpering stopped, Sean's footsteps paused slightly, he turned his head to look at the graceful body lying on the ground, and a sharp consciousness hit his nerves.

Someone came out silently from behind the wisteria tree.That's Duke Oscar!He appeared openly in Sean's field of vision, yet seemed to be integrated with the surrounding quiet environment.

Sean felt that his blood was getting cold, and he kept his vigilance all the time, but he didn't realize that there was a person standing just across the tree.

This is not like a deliberate cover-up, the presence of a man is like a part of the flowers and trees.Maybe Duke Oscar is also an elf?

Most likely, this would explain how Lilian had perfectly concealed her identity as an elf.

If...if that's the case...

Then the Duke Oscar he is facing now is a powerful elf who has truly experienced the baptism of time?

Sean didn't know when this Duke Oscar appeared, and he didn't have any relevant information in his mind. He couldn't think of the best action for the time being, so he could only stand in his original posture.

Everyone has times when they feel weak because they are powerless.

Sean is a patient man, and in the process of playing chess, his favorite is "The Praetorian Guard".This chess piece is very weak, but it contains huge possibilities.As long as it reaches the bottom line with careful management, it can be upgraded to an extremely powerful weapon!

Sean believed that he could meet the conditions for promotion, and he tried to fight with different chess pieces, but if the most powerful "queen" came to him on the chessboard without warning, then besides giving food, he would also What kind of resistance can be made.

The brown-haired man watched Sean quietly, as if he wanted to see something deeper from him.

The bell tower in the palace rang, and several birds in the courtyard were startled, flapping their wings and flying out of the dark woods.

Sean and the man looked at each other, this silence has been maintained for a long time.

"Sean Cabed, how did your appearance and body change?" Duke Oscar spoke, his voice was like a sword blade flickering in the dark night, short and powerful, hitting the vital point.

"My lord duke, I am an attendant of His Royal Highness Mars." Sean said firmly, bending down to cover his almost out-of-control expression.

Why did you recognize him?Elves have abilities different from ordinary people?If this is the case, then what's the point of his current cover-up.

Sean made a decision, he raised his head and found that the face of Duke Oscar, who was as exquisite as a work of art, had appeared very close to him at some point.

"Elenath..." Duke Oscar uttered an unfamiliar syllable that Sean had never heard before.

Sean had no time to think about the meaning of his syllable. His body was bound by some invisible force and he couldn't move.

Under the bright moon, the man raised his hand high, Sean raised his head and stared at Duke Oscar, ready to welcome everything that was about to happen.

"Go away." The solemn and ancient voice came from afar, and it was clearly heard in the ears of the two, "You are not allowed to touch him."

As if blocked by some invisible thing, Duke Oscar's hand stopped in the air, and then he let it go. Relying on the elf's keen senses, he found the figure standing on the top of the wisteria tree.

The wind stopped and the moon became much larger and brighter than usual, as if it had literally become a brand new sun in the night sky.The long hair shone like gold, and the man looked down at the people on the ground with those rose-colored eyes.

"Helaire." Sean's lips moved, and he called out the man's name, but did not make a definite sound.

Duke Oscar's attention was attracted.Sean watched as he turned and looked up towards the top of the wisteria tree.

At this moment, he was sure that Oscar Frederick could see the existence of Herrell just like him.

Moreover, there may be some kind of connection between Herrell and Duke Oscar that he does not know.

"Aiyaelenath, aranionanalta!" A gleam of heat flashed in Duke Oscar's eyes, and then, under Sean's gaze, he bent down and knelt down devoutly in front of the moon.

"Isilcavatielyanna" Herrell narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he also uttered the same type of syllable as Duke Oscar.

Duke Oscar's eyes lit up, and he raised his head with a look of yearning on his face.

Duke Oscar was a former disciple of Herrell?This guess appeared in Sean's mind, and he was about to further dig out the truth of the matter, but the irresistible drowsiness took control of his nerves first.

The familiar exhaustion, just like when he fell from the upstairs of the Rose Manor back then.

"I told you, you are not allowed to touch him." The blond youth fell down in response. Herrell glanced at him, and then sharply glanced at the man who was kneeling and worshiping him.

The man lowered his head, and the beautiful and elegant syllables came out of his deep voice like singing.

"Don't use Sindarin, that kind of ancient thing has long been submerged in history." Helaier ordered.

"I'm very sorry, the Supreme Lord." Duke Oscar looked at the young man who fell on the ground, "Please rest assured, Sean Cabed just passed out."

"What I'm saying is that you are not allowed to touch him." Herrell's voice suddenly became sharp and cold, "Don't you understand?"

"Dare not go against your will, please give me the sin and forgive my mistake." Duke Oscar's body trembled slightly, his forehead resting on the ground.

Helaier was a little impatient, turned her rose-colored eyes away, and calmed down the anger in her heart, "Why did you deliberately let me show up? Are you my former believer? Tell me who you are."