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It was the next morning when Angel heard the news of the Wind Fairy's arrival.

To be precise, the news that Angel heard was not "the wind goblin is coming", but a request from the Cecilia security department, saying that "the train robbers are yelling that they must see you before they are willing to release the hostages." .

Angel has been so busy these days with live broadcast issues that he only has four or five hours of sleep a day, and being lifted out of bed early in the morning like this, he just wants to kill someone.

"Hostage? What does this have to do with me?" The black robe said viciously with huge black circles under his eyes, "And the robbers granted their demands. Which side are you on?"

"But, but, those are a group of goblins!" the sheriff said tremblingly.

"You can't even deal with a group of goblins, are you still the guards of the Magic City?" Angel asked suspiciously.

No, does the security department of the magic capital still have to deal with goblin robbery?

The sheriff grumbled inwardly.

At this time, his adjutant, a young man with a bookish look, stepped forward and explained:

"Dear Your Excellency Black Robe, you may not know that since the conclusion of the Ten Thousand Races Contract, we have not dealt with disputes between different races for a long time! The last time we encountered a similar thing was 300 years ago when a red dragon tried to attack the city. It breathes fire and wants us to hand over its bride, but before we can move out, the power of the contract has already been activated, so it fell to the ground, and was picked up by a passing mage as an experimental material, and we never saw it again .”

...It sounds like an acquaintance.

Angor yawned.

He pondered for 2 minutes with his brain blurred by drowsiness, but did not come to any conclusion.

"That's right, because of the Ten Thousand Clans Contract, ordinary goblins should not be able to rob the train meow," Mithril said, "If they are not punished by the contract, does it mean that they are outside the contract? For example, with Charm Fairy Feng with a good relationship with her daughter?"

"Fairy Wind!" Angleton took two seconds to react.

"Then go and see!"

Angel said so, regardless of the two sheriffs, he shrouded himself in the shadow and disappeared in an instant.

When Angel came out from the shadow, he didn't see the Wind Fairy at first glance, but only saw a huge human-shaped "vase" rushing towards him.

"Master Angel—"

Angel almost stepped on the opponent's face like he was dealing with the red dragon.

But this "vase" stopped by itself before touching Angel.

I saw "Vase" respectfully fell to the ground, weeping, "Master Angel, I finally see you! You are indeed my god, I knew you would come to save me!"

What the hell is this guy talking about!

Angel looked at the other party strangely, and finally saw who he was from the essence of the other party's soul: "Alan? How did you become like this... Poof, you won't be really caught by the goblin, right?"

"So this is what you expected?" Allen said in shock, "My destined ordeal?!"

"Were you so talkative before?" Angel asked strangely.

Basically, Allen is a normal person in Angel's impression—otherwise Angel would not be "deceived"—but Angel can understand Allen's current appearance, no matter who is caught by the goblin If you are locked up for a few months, you will have problems with your brain.

It's a pity that Angel didn't have any sympathy for Alan. He only cared: "Where are the goblins who caught you? They belong to the wind goblin family, right?"

"Yes, Your Excellency, we are a family of elves born in the endless lake in the west." A voice replied, "According to Cecilia's promise, we migrated here with the pace of the west wind."

Angor looked around and saw a large group of goblins flying out from the front of the train.

They fluttered their wings and floated in mid-air, like a swarm of bees.

Ordinary people would be somewhat startled when they saw this scene.

Angel showed a surprised expression.

"Hello, wind fairies," Angel nodded to them, "I am Angel Cecilia, although I have nothing to do with the one you know, but I am also a Cecilia, I hope I can To fulfill my promise to you."

The wind fairies stared wide-eyed: "You know 'promise'?"

"When I was exploring the mage's tower, I got a few 'cecilia's memory fragments'. He seemed to promise something to his followers, but judging from the time, he should have gone to heaven without completing it," Angel replied, "Since I have a predestined relationship with him, I can help him complete it."

Having said that, Angel looked at the goblins: "So, if you have a request, you can make it."

The wind fairies showed terrified expressions.

Then they didn't care about Angor, and gathered in a dense group, 'whispering' at a volume that everyone could hear.

"Is it the real Cecilia?"

"He said he wasn't!"

"It doesn't even look like it. It turns out that the one is a very beautiful seven-colored one, and this one is black."

"But the way of speaking is very similar."

"It's better to say that the way of counting people is very similar."

The fairies talked like this.

One of the fairies with the most delicate hair flew out from the group of fairies and saluted Angel.

She asked strangely: "Master Cecilia, you won't lose your memory again, will you?"

"I don't have amnesia." Angel smiled. "I have two lifetimes of memory, and I remember more things than other people."

"Maybe that's what Master Cecilia said before," the wind goblin said, "but because he has very powerful power, all races want to use him."

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about—"

The snow goblin was anxious when she heard that, she wanted to stop the other party, but was held down by other wind goblins.

The wind goblin continued: "The arrogant elf claims to be Cecilia's teacher, the thin-skinned mermaid claims to be Cecilia's friend, the vulgar orc claims to be Cecilia's master, and the brazen goblin claims to be Cecilia's master." Cecilia's child, even the God of Light claims to be Cecilia's lover."

"Wow!" Allen exclaimed.

"Cecilia, who lost his memory, believed all of this and fulfilled their wishes—" the wind goblin showed a sly smile, "but as we all know, not only did all races sign a peace treaty beneficial to mankind, but they also had to Created Cecilia his heavenly kingdom with his magic."

The Snow Fairy whimpered.

The Wind Fairy bowed to Angel and said, "Only some races such as our Wind Fairy and Wilderness Dwarves are exceptions."

"Because we have never lied to Cecilia, nor asked him for anything, so we are not within the limits of the Peace Treaty of Ten Thousand Races."

"And therefore, even if Cecilia once promised us something, it must be done by him in the circumstances that he himself remembers. We dare not let Cecilia do anything."

"Tsk, what a pity." The black robe regretted.

Obviously, this dark Cecilia really wanted to cheat people!

The goblins of the Snow Clan yelled: "Since we have signed the treaty and given human beings thousands of years of development time according to the treaty, that means we have repaid all the past costs."

"About this, I've always been curious," Angel asked. "What do you want to get from Cecilia by deceiving Cecilia? Even if he is Cecilia who rowed down the abyss, that magical power is not worth it." Do you do such a thing? Especially you fairies, what do you need that kind of power for?"

Snow Fairy and Wind Fairy showed strange expressions.

"You said that the Cecilia who made us sign the treaty is the Cecilia who drew the abyss?"

"It doesn't seem wrong to say that?"

"But it looks like you really don't know anything!"

"It's a good thing to forget."

The goblins came to a conclusion talking to themselves.

Even the wind fairies who had a good relationship with the Charming Daughter seemed unwilling to answer.

Angel frowned upon seeing this, he didn't like the feeling of being tantalized very much.

The wind goblin saw Angel's dissatisfaction, and hurriedly said:

"It's not that we don't want to say it, but we can't say it."

"'He' will hear."

"You will be found by 'His'!"

Who is 'He'?

Angel did not continue to ask, since the goblins have already talked about this, it is probably useless to ask.

Of course, it's also because Angel doesn't really care about the answer to this question.

Although he has a research attitude, he is a little interested in the two legendary Cecilias, and he probably knows that those two should have something to do with him, but he generally feels that the past belongs to the past, even if it is really "his" In the past, it didn't mean much to him, so it wasn't necessary to figure it out.

The Wind Fairy couldn't hold back and flew around Angel.

"Master Cecilia, even if there is no past promise, we will be happy to serve you!"

"If it's fun."

"How can things related to Lord Cecilia not be fun?"

"I do have some things to ask you." Angor nodded, he felt that he was still not suitable to deceive people.

But this is clearly not the place for conversation.

Not only do you have to face so many goblins, but there are also people watching from the outside.

Angel invited: "Let's go to the workshop to talk!"

"Workshop?" The wind goblin showed a terrified expression, "Is it the shop that Cecilia let the evil spirit guard?"

... evil spirits?

"Are you talking about Mithril?" Angor couldn't help sighing when he saw the terrified expressions of the goblins. He originally wanted to throw these goblins to the black cat, but it was obvious that the goblin was very afraid of him. : "Then Mithril will not be seen, let's go to that tree and talk about it!"

This time the invitation was cheered by the goblins:

"On the tree? The one in the sky?"

"great!"

"I wanted to go up when I saw it before!"

The goblins followed Angor in such a mighty way.

Then two sheriffs rushed into the locomotive and rescued the "hostage" train driver.

"What's next? About the incident," a sheriff asked.

"What else can we do? Those kidnappers obviously know Lord Angel. Are we going to hold Angel responsible?"

"I heard that there was an earl on the train that was thrown..."

"Tch, what is an earl, the lord of our eastern border is still a duke!"

Half an hour later, the train conductor who was hijacked locomotive showed a wry smile at a lion head statue.

This lion head statue is a magic item that enables long-distance communication.

In view of all kinds of bizarre problems that may occur along the train, even His Majesty the Emperor, who flaunts industrialization, cannot completely abandon all magic items, and can only use it as the best means.

Therefore, most trains are equipped with this kind of magic item. In the case of "very urgent", this magic item can be used to contact various platforms, but each contact means that an expensive magic crystal will be consumed, and no matter what size, the train conductor will be suspended.

This "locomotive kidnapping accident" is undoubtedly a "very urgent" accident.

Especially when this train is also carrying an earl.

Thinking about his career, the train conductor sighed sadly.

He turned his head but had to force a smile and said, "My lord, you don't have to worry, the station has already investigated the reason, it's a group of goblins..."

"Do I care about the reason?" The count said angrily.

He tapped the floor with his cane: "What I want to know is the time! The time when I can leave this ghost place!"

The conductor's smile hardened even more.

The earl naturally didn't care about the train conductor's reaction, he roared: "Speak! When will you be able to leave!"

"Ming, tomorrow!" The train conductor shivered and replied, "They are planning to call a locomotive from the direction of Sensenata! It will probably arrive tomorrow afternoon."

"Sensenata?" The count showed a skeptical expression, "Why not from Cecilia?"

In terms of distance, Cecilia is of course closer, and it is a terminal station. It should not be difficult to call idle locomotives, and the time is shorter.

But the train conductor stammered: "Cecilia is building his own transportation network, and the idle locomotives can't be dispatched at once."

"Can't make it?" The Earl's eyes widened angrily.

For the Earl, there are very few things that cannot be adjusted, especially after he established a foreign trade company for the emperor in Sheisser, fewer and fewer people dared to say "impossible" to him .

The train conductor obviously knew this, and he was sweating profusely from it.

"Lord Earl, please calm down, there are always various accidents in life," at this time, a slightly rich lady among the Earl's entourage said, "If you don't mind taking a carriage, we can ask to learn City of Gardens sent vehicles to welcome you, and we can have dinner at Cagoffin tonight."

The earl's expression relaxed after hearing this: "Ms. Leif, this is a good idea."

Only then did the train conductor heave a sigh of relief, and he said with an embarrassed smile: "It's a good idea. The Academy City is very close to this platform, and it only takes a few hours. If it passes by now, maybe I can catch another train to go to it." Cecilia's car, you can reach Cecilia tomorrow..."

"Who wants to go to that ghostly place!" The count roared angrily.

The Earl really regretted it.

He shouldn't have listened to his investment advisor blowing Cecilia up on the phone!

In the end, what did he encounter when he entered the East Territory——

Goblin robbery? !

It's just the absurd things in weird legends. Those who don't know it think they have returned to the second era!

So under the instruction of the lady known as "Ms. Leif", a servant immediately went to the city of Academy for help.

But the count could not sit still.

He has been on this train for more than half a week. After the locomotive disappeared inexplicably yesterday, because he didn't understand what happened, he didn't dare to leave the train rashly, so he had to continue squatting on the train.

Now that he has confirmed his safety and determined the way to leave, the Earl can't stay on the train any longer.

After all, it would take a whole morning for Academy City to send a car over!

"Is there any place to walk around here?" asked the count.

"After the goblin incident, I suggest you don't get off the train..." the train conductor persuaded, but he saw the earl's eyes widen again, and his voice became quieter: "If you are interested, Mr. Earl, there is a train near the platform." It’s a village with a nice scenery, and it produces nourishing spiritual honey, and the mushroom feast is also very delicious, it’s just a rural villager, I’m afraid they don’t have much education.”

Ms. Leif also persuaded, "In such a remote suburb, there may be wild animals or something."

"What's there to worry about! When I was young, I spent the night in the forest and roasted venison myself!" said the count.

His words were immediately touted.

"As expected of the Earl."

"Able to write and use martial arts."

"Wu De is abundant!"

But what the earl didn't mention was that his so-called forest was his family's private territory, and the animals in it were domesticated for the nobles to hunt and kill for fun, not to mention that he had three or five experienced hunters as guides at that time.

The Earl said boldly, "Let's go there and have a look!"

Seeing persuasion but not listening, Ms. Leif couldn't help but whispered: "Why do men always like to do some stupid things?"

Her husband, Mr. Lefe, gave her a hasty hand, lest the count should hear him.

Ms. Rafe's worries are unfounded.

Although Xifeng Village is a small village, it is located near the train station, and it only takes 10 minutes to walk. When the train needs to be repaired for a long time due to various reasons, many tourists visit this village, and some come for the foggy forest. Travelers will rest in the village for a long time, and under normal circumstances, they don't have to worry about any safety issues.

——Although it is rare for goblins to rob trains (heads), it happens once in more than 1000 years.

But today's Xifeng Village doesn't care about entertaining guests.

When the earl and his party walked into the village, they saw all the old and young in the village gathering in the open space at the head of the village, staring at the air ahead.

When the train conductor saw this situation, he felt a "thump" in his heart: "Everyone, what are you doing..."

"Don't make noise, it's about to start." Said the nearest villager.

While speaking, the villager looked at the count and the well-dressed gentlemen and ladies beside him, but he didn't intend to get up to entertain them.

This made the train conductor even more strange: "What's going to start—"

Before he finished asking, he saw the air in front of him turbulent like water waves, and then there were a few shadows in the distant air flying towards this direction.

Getting closer,

Getting closer,

When the train conductor saw clearly that the shadows were young people riding on flying brooms, it was too late for him to avoid them, and he watched as they were about to hit him——

Those figures flew past the crowd.

Only then did the train conductor realize that these pilots were phantoms.

"Fly, air competition?" the train conductor shouted, finally reacting.

And the air also became turbulent, vaguely showing the appearance of a valley filled with mist. I saw a few pilots flying at high speed in the valley, and the surrounding trees quickly passed by them.

The villagers looked at this scene and started screaming:

"It's Lenny!"

"He flies so fast!"

"Good boy, come on!"

Although I don't know who that "Lanny" is, he is obviously the object of support from the villagers.

Compared with the villagers, the visiting gentlemen and ladies are at a loss.

"What is this?" asked the count, grabbing the conductor.

The train conductor is looking up at those magical images!

He had heard about Cecilia's "First Flying Broom Racing Competition" before, but after all, he lived on the train and had no chance to see it with his own eyes.

Now he was a little reluctant to take his eyes off the sky, so he replied, "It seems to be a broomstick flying competition held by Cecilia! It is said that it is a competition to find out who is the fastest."

"This kind of competition doesn't matter!" The earl's point of view is completely different, "I mean, why is there a magic image here, is there a mage here? Where is the mage?!"

The count looked around.

He is very wary of mages he encounters in the countryside, and they are usually not easy to mess with.

But hearing the earl's question, the nearest villagers burst into laughter: "What mage? This is a magic screen, and every village and town has it."

"Each?" the count asked in disbelief.

The use of the magic screen consumes a lot of mana, so even he, it is impossible to be so extravagant that he has a magic screen at home, and only plays "Legend" in the "Player Club".

But even for Xieser, the magic screen in the Players Club is exclusive to nobles!

I didn't expect that in the east, even such a village has a magic screen?

They don't still play Second Age Waltz and Legend, do they?

Is this reasonable? !

But the villager ignored him, obviously too lazy to educate outsiders about things that all people in the East know.

Ms. Leif smiled when she saw this, and she seemed to ask curiously: "This screen is an air competition? So that Mr. Lanney is the star you support?"

"What star! He's from our village!" Mentioning this, the villagers were visibly excited, "Did you see the one flying first? That's Lenny!"

Ms. Rafe looked up after him.

She saw a few pilots riding brooms across the steep mountains.

The protruding trees are like obstacles and traps, and they may be bumped into at any time, and the magic screen that occasionally turns into a first-person perspective deepens this feeling. Just looking at it makes my heart lift.

At the same time, the blood boils.

Although she still didn't know who Lenny was, Ms. Rafe still said, "He looks like he can win!"

"Of course! He's going to be a real star!" said the villager.

Another villager followed, "He is No.1 in this group, and will be No.1 in the third division in the future!"

Then they again forgot about their guests and cheered loudly:

"Come on, Lenny!"

"You are the hope of our village!"