The human army, after noon, began to make the meaning of pulling out, but the little tail that has been following here from the molten iron city has not continued to follow. The elves did not follow. Atticus saw that after the flags of many nobles, only one elf sentry carefully leaned half of his body out of the hillside and watched the human leaving coldly. They gave up? The iron Knight frowned and thought, or did the children of the forest, with their sharp ears, feel uneasy and afraid of their journey down the road? No, they have no reason to do that. There are other reasons for the elves to give up the plan to follow, some reasons they have not thought of.


    After the Grand Knight turned his head and no longer looked at the hillside, the elf sentry, like an eagle''s mousse, quickly retracted his body. He turned and made a skateboard with his back. He slid down the shady side of the slope, and then used this force to push at the end of the slope. He landed gracefully like an antelope and drove back to his companion''s side. The sentry fell to his knees on one knee and reciprocated what he saw with the same high degree of respect as the elder. "Man has set out, elder. Are we going to send out falcons to follow them? "


    "No need." ''replied ARTWOOD, who had been sleeping. He opened his eyes and his long eyebrows trembled. "There is no need for us to continue in this fight. Your majesty has pointed out that rat people are no longer the disaster of this world, and some people have won their survival qualification. Next, it''s up to them to see if they can survive


    All the elves showed their respect when they heard the word "Your Majesty". They knew that this word only represented an existence in elvish language, the origin and destination of green in the world. But the other elf sentry seemed to think of something, and she frowned, "but elder, bakm is still in human hands. Should we bring him back? "


    Green stick stood up, and the stag behind him snorted with the master''s pace. "Buckram is one of us, but we don''t have the right to tie him in the forest. He has the ability to choose his own path. When he comes home by himself, we will welcome him back. " The old elf said, shaking his hands, and coincidentally, a large number of birds just flew out of the nearby forest, as if in response to his words.


    "Never worry about the children who step out of the forest. When they walk through the shady woodland, they will be cared for." With that, Atwood mounted his own stag, picked a jug from its antlers, unscrewed the lid and poured it. "And what we have to do is make sure that the green lasts."


    After listening to the elder''s words, the female sentinel nodded to her companion. The latter put a leaf in her mouth and blew a loud and clear sound. The spirits hiding nearby knew that it was a signal of assembly and responded one after another. The falcons that they sent out as scouts also circled in the air at the call of their masters. And fly in the direction of the city of molten iron


    The hawk''s wings flit through the mist, and the moist air cannot affect its sharp sight. The drips of rain connect the heaven and the earth, making the king in its eyes look like an old film improperly preserved. After training, the memory accurately finds its own target in the forest of buildings. The Raptor gently vibrates its wings and flies to a two-story building. The sign on the door of this small building says "red blood".


    The window, opened just in time before the Falcon could reach it, pushed it away by a pair of slender arms wrapped in expensive silk clothing, and let the intruder land on the leather armor on his right forearm. "Oh, honey, look at you. It''s all wet." The woman in red picked up a jerky from the table and put it on the Raptor''s mouth as a reward. As soon as she turned, her red skirt swayed in the fire. Emia put the animal on a shelf by the fire and pulled out the writing paper tied to its claws.


    "How is it going?" One eye closed the window and asked. The Falcon was originally a tool trained by her to transmit information. It''s just that before the witches cast a spell on them, these Raptors can''t deliver messages as long as homing pigeons. They''re always attracted by other things, just like other predators.


    Emia, half lying in the bench by the fire, looked at the contents of the letter by the fire, which were encrypted words, but the witch could decipher them by virtue of her excellent memory without consulting any information. Her beautiful profile is enough to drive most men in this country crazy, but only her closest partner can get rid of this interference and read the meaning of her expression.


    "How bad is it?" One eye went to the witch''s back, fingers in the latter''s long hair gently twisted. Although she can see the content of the text directly, even the creator of the code can not directly interpret the content of the message. And since emia showed her ability in cryptography, one eyed has become accustomed to relying on witches to interpret these letters.


    "The number of troops of the 23 lords has exceeded 300. Although most of them are only civilians who have been warned, they are already a strong enough force. In addition, the commander of the great knight may not have the strength to fight against a large number of rat people on the plain. " Emia reached out and took her lover''s hand, as gloomy as the weather outside the window.


    "Do you want me to send someone to get corantine back?" One eye knows what the witch is worried about. She puts forward a proposal, but she also knows that it is not easy to bring people back safely from the northern border under such circumstances."It doesn''t matter. I believe she can protect herself. I''m more worried about Mr. Roland. Although I asked Dr. Hill to follow him, he didn''t look very well at that time Emia folded the letter, put it on the table, and looked at the fire. After learning of the death of King sitter, Roland asked one eye for a fast horse and some supplies and went north alone. At that time, the witch saw the urgency and anxiety in the old man''s eyes, so she did not stop him, but sent hill to go with the magician.


    "I hope so. The dwarfs have come to me several times, and even representatives of the Edwards family have alluded to this issue. Mr. Roland is really popular One eye said with a bitter smile. The old man''s reputation accumulated in the recent series of events even surpassed that of emia. She did not know whether it was a good thing.


    "By the way, where''s Sparrow? There was no accident with him Speaking of Roland''s topic, the witch also remembered the little attendant who had been following the old man. This time the old man went north without him. He even asked one eye to take care of the child before leaving.


    "No, he''s been very good these days. All day long, I''ve been playing with the props that Mr. Roland has given him, saying it''s a necessary study. " The gang leader shook his head. She watched the little sparrow grow up, but the serious expression on the child''s face made her a little strange.


    The witch did not speak any more, but responded lazily with a nasal voice. The one eyed man, who was familiar with her lover''s performance, knew what it meant. She took her hand out of emia''s hand and went to the other end of the room to take back a blanket and cover her. Then she looked out the window at the rainy sky.


    "The rain should have stopped long ago."


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