Can the reincarnated fairy princess be loved?

No matter how you look at it, it is a posture of being ready for battle, as if a battle to defend the city is about to take place.

"These people are the robbers we met on the road. You can confirm them one by one by looking at the arrest warrant." Renee, wearing a blue hood, jumped out of the carriage with extremely indifferent eyes, "As for King Yan, we don't know anything about it. You can go in now what?"

"Please, please wait a moment!"

Compared to Renee's indifference, the soldier's attitude can be described as respectful.Whether it's the carriage behind Renee, or Renee's dress and imposing manner, it can be seen that the owner of the carriage is extraordinary. Even if he is only doing his job as a soldier, the only way to annoy the nobles is to die.

In fact, next to Fei Ya's carriage, there was a line of about a hundred people. There was one way for civilians to enter the city, and another for nobles to enter the city. Nobles did not need to line up.

"Please give us some time to confirm the number of robbers, and we will give you a bounty corresponding to the number of robbers!"

"hurry up."

"Yes!"

Rather than saying that Renee was someone waiting to enter the city, she was more like the soldier's boss, Fia couldn't help but sigh in her heart.It is also worth mentioning that these soldiers did not ask Fei Ya and his party to get out of the carriage, nor did they get into the carriage to check whether there were any prohibited items inside. They just charged a fee of one silver coin to enter the city and never asked again .

And Fiya took advantage of this time to get out of the carriage and asked the soldiers why there were so many soldiers standing in front of the lower city gate. The King of Yan in the desert, and after a while, the environment outside the city of Byrne, which was originally a desert, was suddenly covered with green shade. Baron Kesa, the manager of the city of Byrne, believed that this might be the result of the fight between those people and King Yan. The soldiers in front of the gate were to prevent King Yan's men from attacking the city.

According to the usual practice, no matter adventurers or demon hunters, as long as they go to crusade against King Yan, there will be a siege and revenge by King Yan's subordinates. In addition, the commotion this time is bigger than before, so there must be thousands The planned fire-striped frogs came to attack the city, so there was a scene of being ready for battle now.

In addition, the soldiers also explained that every time the fire-striped frogs attack the city, they will bring huge casualties. For example, last time more than [-] fire-striped frogs attacked the city in retaliation. They even broke through the city's first and second lines of defense , people relied on the combination of the third line of defense and the Urn City to repel the fire-striped frog army. At least nearly a thousand soldiers died that time.

"Since every crusade against King Yan will incur revenge from King Yan, why does Baron Kesa still let people crusade against King Yan?"

Facing Liti's question, the soldier showed an extremely talkative side—both Liti and Fia looked quite cute. No man would refuse to talk to such a beautiful girl, let alone Fia and Li At first glance, it is the upper-level nobles. Usually, it is impossible for these soldiers to talk to the daughters of nobles of this level.As evidence, the other soldiers around showed an expression that wanted to answer enthusiastically, but was too embarrassed to speak.

"How can we not crusade against the King of Yan! King Yan's subordinates either massacre villages or attack business travelers every year, which makes Lord Baron and us leaders a headache. Just like that, King Yan wants us to send him hundreds of people every month. As a sacrifice, it is impossible not to get rid of King Yan, right? That is a monster that can eat people. Although all adventurers and demon hunters have failed, there will always be someone who will succeed, as long as King Yan is dead , everyone can live a good life.”

"Well, I don't know if the people who went out that day can come back alive."

"Compared to that, I hope they can get rid of the fire-striped frogs as well. If King Yan is really dead, and the hundreds of thousands of fire-striped frogs under the desert rush over, we will definitely not be able to eat it."

The soldiers began to chatter, and it can be seen from their dejected expressions that they didn't feel that King Yan was defeated.

During this time, the soldiers who counted the number also returned to the soldiers who spoke.

"Captain, the count is over. There are 25 people in total, and there are two third-rank robbers among them."

"Give the bounty to these two ladies, take the two third-rankers to the slave trader, and send the rest to the old place."

The old place probably refers to the prison, Fia thought.

Compared to Fia's guess, Liti directly asked "What is the old place?" The soldier's answer made Fia's expression subtle.

The so-called old place is actually the place where the sacrifices are held, because King Yan needs hundreds of living people as sacrifices every month, and he must also have good taste and young living people, so every time it is time to hand in the sacrifices Baron Kesa would have a headache. Over time, Baron Keza decided to let the criminals in the territory serve as sacrifices. If there were not enough people, he would go to the slave market to buy some.

Because the soldiers did not lower their voices when they answered, the robbers who heard that they would be sacrificed suddenly turned pale. Some began to cry and begged Renee next to them to let them go, but Renee just stepped on their heads and let them go. buried his face in the ground.

Although it is tragic to be a sacrifice, but thinking of the "deeds" of these bandits who set fire to the village and sold the villagers as slaves, Fia felt that this was also karma.

I hope they can be good people in their next life, Fia prayed in her heart.

Just as the soldiers handed over the money to Anastasia, the soldiers on the wall suddenly shouted.

"The group of people are back!"

The soldier's shout instantly attracted everyone's attention. No matter the soldiers under the city wall or the civilians who were queuing up, they all turned their heads and looked into the distance—at the end of the road, a group of people in black robes was walking towards the city gate. Behind the group of people wrapped in black robes was a huge team of nearly 200 people, whose walking posture was tired.

"The line is so long!"

"No wounded in sight."

"Could it be that King Yan was really attacked by them?!"

"The people in the front are a group of women, can't they be witches?"

"But the group of people behind them are men, how could the witch be with men."

It was as if a bomb had been dropped in the crowd, and everyone was talking about it instantly. The soldiers guarding the city immediately went to greet them, while the rest of the ordinary people waited for the troops in the distance to come back with the look of a hero returning.

"Tch, it was my sister who killed that big tortoise named King Yan."

"Your Highness, maybe in your opinion there is no need to be respected by these humans, but we must at least clarify to avoid impostors from appearing..."

Following Liti, who looked disconvinced, Anastasia deliberated over her verbal suggestions.

Fia nodded slightly.

"Well, let's wait and see what they are going to do."

Fiya neither affirmed nor denied. She really felt that no one should be replaced by an impostor, but since she couldn't be sure that her "space cleavage" had indeed killed King Yan, she had to read what these people said before making a decision.

Soon, a team of more than 200 people came to the gate of the city. People shook their heads and looked at the group of women wearing cat-eared nun costumes one by one, for fear of missing any details, until the group of people came to the gate.

It seemed that the inner thoughts of the people and soldiers could be read from the hopeful faces. The leader, a black-haired woman about 24 years old, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke in a slow and low tone.

"The Yan King is dead."

"King Yan is dead?"

"King Yan is really dead!"

"Where are the fire-striped frogs? What happened to the fire-striped frogs?"

"How did you kill King Yan?"

All of a sudden, all kinds of questions flew towards the headed black-haired woman. People cheered and rushed to announce the death of King Yan. The sound of weapons colliding with the ground, and the scene of hats flying into the sky all spoke to the hearts of the people. What a pleasant surprise—especially the robber who heard that he didn't have to be a living sacrifice, was already crying with snot and tears, praising the merits of women.

But compared to the excited crowd, the black-haired woman didn't show any joy on her face. Not only that, but the woman behind her also had the dejected expression of a defeated soldier.

"The fire-striped frogs also died a lot...the death was miserable, and all the fire-striped frogs lost their heads."

"Even the fire-patterned frog was solved together! Who are you? Could it be, could it be that you are a high-level magic caster who can use forbidden spell magic?!"

The soldier's eyes widened like bull's eyes, and his voice almost broke.

However, the black-haired woman just shook her head slowly, bit her lips with her teeth, and seemed very hesitant.

"I don't know who killed King Yan. When we arrived, there was only a cross canyon where there should have been King Yan... We were not the ones who killed King Yan and the Fire-striped Frog."

"what?"

The woman's words made the soldier stunned, and the people who didn't know the truth in the distance were still cheering, but the soldier's place was as quiet as water.

"Then who killed King Yan?" The soldier asked a natural question.

The dark-haired woman frowned.

"I do not know either."

After saying this, the black-haired woman finally let out a long breath as if she had relieved a heavy burden.She began to look around at the cheering people around, but her eyes soon settled on Fia, and following Fia's body line, her eyes were fixed on the dagger pinned to Fia's waist, and her mouth was full of doubts. of syllables.

"...Hope, Mrs. Witch?"

Chapter 12 Demon Sword Levatin

"Ok?"

Facing the bewildered gaze of the black-haired woman, Fia tilted her head slightly in confusion, while Anastasia on the side took the first step, glaring at the black-haired woman in the cat-eared nun costume.

"Comparing Your Highness to a witch, who do you think you are talking to!"

"Uh," the black-haired woman was taken aback for a moment, and apologized for her black pupils, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself—"

"Don't talk nonsense with her, Friede, a mere elf dares to speak wild words in front of us, and he doesn't weigh how much he is!"

Before the black-haired woman named Friede could finish her sentence, a tall woman with a neutral voice stood up behind the black-haired woman and stared back with an aura not inferior to Anastasia.

Starting with this woman with a neutral voice, all the women wearing cat-eared nun costumes put their hands on their weapons. At the same time, Renee next to Anastasia also lowered her lower body and entered a battle stance. The atmosphere was tense instantly, so that the air was filled with coldness, and there was a posture of fighting if there was any disagreement.

However, this atmosphere only lasted for a moment, and the sharp aura released by both sides separated as Fiya stepped forward.

"Calm down, Anastasia." As Fia said this, she signaled Anastasia to put away her weapon with her eyes, and then she smiled and looked at the black-haired woman named Friede, "Can you let your Excellency The people behind also put away their weapons? I guess it's just a misunderstanding."

"Ah, yes, it was just a misunderstanding. Latania, put away your weapon. It was my fault first, and you are not allowed to speak without my permission."

The black-haired woman frowned and asked her entourage to shut up. After confirming this, Fried folded her hands, stroked her shoulders, and saluted Fia slowly.

"I'm very sorry for treating you as a witch without permission. In fact, I didn't have any malicious intentions, but I was a little excited when I saw the items that once belonged to the witch on the lady... I am the Ash Witch of the Witch Hall, Friede, and I am also behind these Leader of the Witch."

"Much—" the voice stuck in her throat, Fia changed her words in time, "You can call me Fia."

The elf princess has a three-nothing personality, and the side she is currently showing is not three-nothing. Anyway, there will be no chance to meet in the future, so it is more appropriate to use a pseudonym here.

After finishing the words, Fiya pulled out the silver dagger pinned to her waist.

"Miss Friede wanted to talk about this dagger, right? This is something I got by chance in the dry desert of the Holy Kingdom of Milkandis."

"Dried up desert..."

Fried murmured thoughtfully, and the witches behind her burst into discussion like an explosion. Some younger witches directly looked at Fia looking at new things, with both joy and novelty in their eyes.

"May I ask how Miss Fia obtained this dagger? May I have a look? This is very important to our Witch Hall, if you need money—"

"It's just for a glance, no need to pay."

Smiling wryly, Fia handed the silver dagger to Friede, and Friede, as if receiving a sacred object, stroked the grains on the blade and hilt with her fingertips. Fia didn't notice it until this moment. Friede's appearance doesn't look like people in this world. If Fia were to compare her, Friede's face line is more inclined to the extremely ancient vocabulary of "Asian", soft and restrained, with a static and gentle beauty.

Of course, this is not to say that other people on the World Tree Continent are very different from Friede. The difference Fia feels is more reflected in temperament. In fact, taking Anastasia and Liti as examples, both of them look very different In line with the aesthetics of Asians.

After Fried got the silver dagger, the witches behind her immediately swarmed up, and Fried didn't stop stroking the dagger, she first let the witches around her disperse, and then whispered something like a spell Accompanied by a burst of blue flashes that symbolized magic power, the silver dagger directly separated from Friede's hands and floated up and down in the air.Although the short dagger fell freely back into Fried's hand in less than two seconds, but that alone caused Fried and the witch behind her to show unspeakable ecstasy.

"The spell has a response, it is indeed the relic of Lord Hope Witch!"

"I hope that the Witch-sama didn't deceive us!"

"The guided..."

All the witches looked at Fia in unison.Being stared at by more than a dozen pairs of eyes, Fia couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. The eyes of these witches reminded her of tourists watching monkeys in the zoo, and she was acting as the monkey at this time.

"Can you give me something back?"

If the woman who claimed to be the Ash Witch in front of her was the daughter or other relatives of the Witch of Hope, Fia would not mind returning the dagger to her, but these witches in front of her were obviously colleagues of the Witch of Hope.

Friede came back to his senses immediately, and returned the dagger with some reluctance.

"Of course, Lord Fia, please put it away. That... When did Lord Fia get this dagger? Do you hope that the witch is still alive?"

"About half a month ago? When I found this dagger, it was on a skeleton. I think the witch you said is dead."

"Skeleton! Where is the skeleton?!"

The Ash Witch stepped forward excitedly, while Fia looked away from the Ash Witch with a guilty conscience—at first, she really wanted to bury the corpse in the dilapidated wooden house, but at that time, she lacked both tools and suitable magic. So the body was directly cremated.

She coughed twice, showing as serious an expression as possible.

"I don't know either. The desert is so big, and there are no landmarks in the desert, so it's impossible to remember where it is?"

"Well... indeed. It's a pity that Lord Hope Witch has paid so much for our Witch Palace, but we juniors can't even arrange a funeral for her... We are ashamed of Lord Hope Witch's spirit in heaven."

Friede showed guilt.

I think the Hope Witch won't blame you, Fia thought to herself, when she cremated the corpse, she felt the soul of the deceased conveyed her gratitude and relief, it should be the remnant soul of the Hope Witch Things, I hope that the witch is probably also hoping to get relief soon.

While thinking about such things, Fia retracted the silver dagger into its scabbard.Due to the previous tension and Fried's self-reported family, Fia and his party attracted the attention of countless passers-by, soldiers on the city walls and gates, pedestrians walking around the city, especially people who were queuing, they even I was so engrossed in watching it that I forgot to enter the city.

"If Miss Friede has nothing else to do, my companion and I will leave first. Everyone is watching us, this is really not the place to talk."

"Okay, then we won't bother Your Excellency. It is our good fortune to see the relics of Lord Hope Witch."

Did you agree like that?

Fia couldn't help being surprised. In her imagination, she felt that Friede would definitely keep her, and then said something about the Witch of Hope. In fact, the surprised eyes of those young witches looking at Fia and Friede had already It has been explained that this matter is not over yet, at least not as simple as what Fried said was just looking at the relics.

Fiya's accident didn't last long, and Friede quickly explained it as if he remembered something.

"By the way, the incantation that activates this dagger. It is undoubtedly an arrangement of fate to hope that the relics of Lord Witch will be in the hands of Her Excellency Fia. Except for Her Excellency Fia, no one else in the world can own this dagger. Please also use it well, Lord Fia, and don’t give the dagger to others. As a reward, I will tell Lord Fia the praise of using this dagger. Is it okay?"

"I haven't thought about giving it to others, but if I have to give it away, I can't promise you, I will definitely keep it by my side."

"That's enough. This dagger is smelted from the extremely precious World Tree crystal and the core of the Darkborn. There is no stronger weapon in the world. Once you have tasted the sweetness of using it, you will not want to leave it."

Under Anastasia's surveillance, the smiling Fried approached Fia's ear, and quietly told Fia the eulogy for activating the dagger.

The so-called eulogy is actually just an elegant name for the incantation. Although the incantation Fried told Fia is difficult to pronounce, but with Fia's photographic memory, she can master it just by listening to it once.

Fried took a small step back and asked with a smile as if looking at a cute junior.

"Need I say that again?"

"I think I've remembered."

As if showing off, Fia chanted the eulogy softly, and the silver dagger flew out of the scabbard immediately, and a feeling of being connected to the silver dagger suddenly appeared in Fia's mind. Fia could drive the silver dagger with only her thoughts Flying at will is simpler than "mind control".