Fang Zhu and Alef entered the side hall and unexpectedly found an "acquaintance" waiting for him here.

The blonde noble girl was wearing a traditional Istani robe with golden pattern and red background, looking at him coldly, but unlike when she was in Bein, the Earl's daughter now folded her hair and looked much more mature than she was at that time. Ravalie didn't say a word, looking at him and Alef, and then reached out to stop the two of them.

The moment Fang Yu saw the Earl's daughter, he subconsciously wanted to turn around - but two sand knights at the gate behind him were looking in this direction motionlessly. Even if he was about to leave, he might not be able to leave.

And Lavalli curled her lips and sneered, "We're meeting again, Mr. Great Alchemist."

Seeing this, Alef was slightly stunned, looked at Lavalli, and then looked at Fang Zhu. He obviously knew the earl daughter, and couldn't help asking: "Lavalli, what are you doing here? Do you know Ed?"

But Ravalli only glanced at Alev, and returned to Fang Yu, looking at him intently. "I'm so brave. I dare to come to this place. I guess you must have come for that great princess. You are really loyal. But after all, you are Elfindo's Dragon Alchemist, which is understandable."

The girl's melodious voice was not difficult to hear the sarcasm.

Fang Zhu froze.

The other party recognized him.

But what he should have thought of was that he thought that his reputation in Varik had not yet reached Istaniya, and not to mention that the Istani nobles did not care much about the Kingdom of Kaurin in the north? Isn’t it just two or three months that have been the loneliness of the desert people who had agreed to be?

Still careless.

And Alef hadn't reacted for a while and asked in confusion: "Lavari, what are you talking about, what Dragon Alchemist?"

Lavalli looked calm and nodded to Fang Zhu.

"Of course it is the great hero behind you. You can ask him about his identity. Did he ‘save’ Vanrik’s Dragon Alchemist?”

Her emerald-like eyes narrowed slightly, with a dangerous light flashing, and she sneered: "I really don't know if you should be brave or fearless, or stupid, great alchemist, don't you think no one recognized you at the beginning, and you dare to come to see His Majesty the King of Sand?"

Fang Zhu froze in place, but his heart quickly calmed down.

At the beginning, he didn't have the chance to think about so many reasons - after all, from being captured by the secret sorcerer to hosting the Earl's daughter, everything happened suddenly, so how could he think about it in all aspects? It was actually a blessing that he was able to escape from Bein in a hurry, but when he thought about it in retrospect, the plan that looked like a sieve seemed to be extremely perfect at the time.

Besides, it is useless to pursue this now.

In fact, he was not so sorry for his negligence, but rather that he did not expect to see the Earl's daughter here.

After all, the other party was still in Bein a few weeks ago, and just after the Dust Storm, he had appeared in Questak to participate in this celebration - this girl is the pearl in Nurman's hand. I think since she has arrived in Bein, then the Count will naturally not be far away. It was indeed beyond his expectations that the other party would return to the capital at this time.

He thought the other party would search for Bein for a while, even if someone would return to the capital, he would be a secret sorcerer rather than the father and daughter. Since they appeared here at this time, it means that they should have set off with him almost. Did he actually think that he was wrong? They actually didn't care much about Afeifa?

He was silent for a moment without speaking.

Alef seemed to have reacted and turned around and looked at Fang Rong in surprise: "Dragon Alchemist, is this your title, Ed?" This question made Fang Rong speechless. He wanted to say that his name was not Ed, but Xia Ya, but that name was abandoned long ago, let alone thinking about it - since the other party already knew his identity, how could he not know his name?

It is obviously not the time to worry about this now-

Alef looked at the count's daughter again: "Lavari, do you know each other?"

"It's not just about knowing each other," Lavalli gritted her teeth, but she looked at Fang Yu coldly and changed her mouth: "Alef, if I were you, I'll take this person away immediately."

Alef and Fang Yu were stunned at the same time.

Fang Yu couldn't help but raise his head and looked at the other person unexpectedly.

Alef was even more confused. "What are you talking about? Lavalli, Ed was named by his father, so why should I take him away?"

He seemed to have reacted again, and looked at the girl and said, "Lavari, if Ed offended you, I will apologize to you on his behalf. But you should get out of the way for the moment. After all, if the father blames you, I don't want to implicate you."

Ravalli only looked at Fang Zhu, without raising her eyelids, and said lightly: "Don't you say anything, the great alchemist?"

Fang Yu was watching the Earl's daughter unexpectedly, although he didn't quite understand why the other party said that - because as long as the Earl's daughter shouted, there would naturally be guards coming up to stop her. At that time, she would confront the Earl with him in front of the King of Sands, and she would probably be finished.

However, the other party seemed to be interesting. He didn't dare to think too much at the moment, but this seemed to be the only chance to escape in this dilemma. He understood what Ravalli meant that when he saw the King of Sand, he would probably have to implicate Alev. Fang Yu looked at the two of them, and didn't know if the Earl's daughter let him go because of this relationship.

She has such a good relationship with Alef?

After all, he was the one who kidnapped her, so what's the point of reminiscing between the bandits and the hostages? The other party had sarcasticized him before, which was considered light in his opinion. Fang Ling was not a double standard. It was just that if someone had to attack the people of the Qihai Brigade like this, he would not care about the reason for the other party, and he would arrest him first.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He pondered for a moment, and must explain it to Alev immediately, and cannot attract the attention of others, so that he can get out.

But he was about to speak when a voice came from behind Lavalli: "Lavalli, what are you doing?"

That was the voice of a middle-aged man.

Fang Rong could hear it clearly, after all, it was only a week or two ago - it was the voice of Count Nurman.

His body froze, and the count daughter in front of him also changed his expression. He immediately lowered his voice and said to Alef: "Alef, if you don't want to cause trouble for you, take him away immediately."

She said this sentence firmly, and Alef didn't understand the situation anymore, and he couldn't help but hesitate. He turned around and was about to ask Fang Rong for advice, but it was at this moment that people came with the sound, and a figure flashed at the exit of the hall not far away. Governor Bein's tall figure had already appeared in that place.

He looked at his daughter with a serious expression and said, "Your Majesty has urged him to see his guests several times. Lavalli, what are you delaying?"

On the official occasion, Lavalli did not dare to confront her father, and just lowered her head and said, "I'm talking to your highness."

"After the celebration, there is time," Earl Nurman shook his head: "Let His Highness Alef bring His Majesty's guests here first."

Fang Yu lowered his head, so nervous that he saw sweat on his forehead. He looked at the floor intently, as if there was something really good there.

But it's just a blank marble floor.

Nurman glanced at Fang Rong casually, but seemed to have not recognized him. Without saying much, he turned around and walked towards the hall silently.

The three of them were also a little silent for a moment.

Alef finally noticed the abnormality, looked at Fang Yu, and then looked at Lavalli. "Ed, is there any trouble... Or I'll find a reason, after all, the father is just on a whim... Maybe he may not really want to see you."

But this time Lavalli stopped him and shook his head and said, "Alef, you heard my father's words just now. Do you let him go now and lie in front of the King of Sand? You know my father's character, and he will definitely point it out. Your Majesty will not let you have a good time. And do you think he can leave if you let him go now?"

"But……"

"She is right, Alef," Fang Yu sighed. As soon as Nurman opened his mouth, he realized that he had missed the opportunity to escape. Although he didn't quite understand that the other party was going to pretend not to know him, he knew very well that as long as he turned around, there might be a guard outside the door rushing in.

"Since your father wants to see me, take me over."

"Ed, have you ever met my father?"

Fang Zhu shook his head.

Alef looked at Lavalli on the side. "Then are you having a festival with Earl Nurman?"

Fang Yu had some toothache: "It's..."

"Ed, my friend, I'm sorry, I really don't know..."

"It doesn't matter."

Fang Yu shook his head. To be honest, the prince was willing to make excuses for him as a stranger, and even when facing the King of Sand, this made him feel a little touched. He knew that once he left, the other party would probably be unlucky. And the other party was willing to slap his friends, so why would he be afraid?

He figured it out, too.

Afeifa should still be missing. This is a bargaining chip for him. The count did not break up with him. I think there is a reason for this.

After Fang Yu calmed down, he was not as panicked as he was at the beginning.

Besides, can Babaltan, the king of sand, be more terrifying than the dark dragon?

He didn't say much and walked forward.

Seeing his actions, Lavalli was slightly stunned and looked at him with a little surprise. However, the Earl's daughter didn't say much. She only gritted her teeth and whispered: "I remember your offense, Mr. Great Alchemist, I will calculate with you next time I have the chance."

She didn't even let Alef, who was beside her, hear this whisper.

Fang Ling looked at the Earl's daughter and had nothing to say. Although there was a reason for this, she was indeed not a disaster in that incident. The one who attacked him was a secret sorcerer, at most it was counted on Earl Nurman and the King of Sand Babaltan, and had nothing to do with the Earl's daughter, so it was completely reasonable for her to say so.

However, Fang Yu always had a feeling that if he sold the naturalist Miss, the noble daughter might immediately make up for them - of course, he just thought about this idea.

Naturally Alef didn't hear the conversation between the two-

He also whispered to Fang Zhu, thinking that Governor Bein might not really be in trouble with him, and that he would definitely serve as a mediator for them in front of his father if he had the chance.

Fang Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly after hearing this, and he was still a mediator. I hope that the king of sand Babaltan will not be furious and directly pulled him out and chopped him out. Although he had a certain amount of calculation in his heart, the plan could not keep up with the changes. Who knows what kind of character is this king of sand Babaltan? What if the other party just wants to kill him and vent his anger?

This is not completely impossible either.

The Governor Bein walked ahead without saying a word, which made people unable to guess his thoughts. Fang Yu felt a little dull and felt that it would be better to directly pronounce the sentence to save himself from being uneasy. Sometimes bad news would not be so uncomfortable, but the hopes of being invisible are even more desperate.

Before entering the hall, Fang Yu heard a faint voice coming from the inside, but as soon as he walked into the hall, the sounds around him immediately stopped abruptly. In the magnificent hall, one gaze after another looked in this direction. The eyes were naturally mixed with many curiosity, doubts and gazes.

After all, the former king of sand Babartan ordered his eldest son to come forward, and everyone present could hear clearly. On the one hand, they naturally secretly understood the meaning of the king's words, and on the other hand, they had already had a deep curiosity towards His Highness, the "friend", the "friend". At this moment, almost everyone in the hall gathered in their eyes.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the silence, Fang Zhu only felt that it seemed as long as a century - although there was only a short distance from the entrance of the side hall to the center of the hall - in front of the throne of the King of Sand.

It was only about ten steps, but he seemed to be walking on a soldering iron.

However, rumors about Cassan Palace have been around for a long time.

Fang Yu was also curious about the Forbidden Palace, which was difficult for people without a certain identity to set foot on. Even in this situation, he couldn't help but look up. The Casan Palace was distributed longitudinally, with long columns arranged on both sides of the hall and extending forward. The golden carpets there were sank into the night ahead, and in front of the palace, there was a high platform facing the moon white.

The high platform is built in the center of the lake, facing the square where the celebration is located.

But when Fang Yu raised his head, he happened to see the king in the center of the hall.

The other party's indifferent gaze was also sweeping towards him. The gaze was calm, but it was involuntarily shocking.

Fang Zhu almost fought a cold war before realizing who he saw—the owner of this land, the supreme of the Istani people, the first person in the Penelope royal family today, the king of the sand sea, Babartan Ibn Hekaria Penelope. Somehow, he almost thought that he saw an eagle at the first time.

An eagle soaring in the desert was patrolling its territory with its sharp eyes. The king's gaze was extremely calm, but it was impossible to ignore it. It seemed to be natural that he should be the supreme on this land.

The other party had an old magic stove in hand.

Needless to say, it was the one he repaired with his own hands.

Fang Yu lowered his head slightly, not because he didn't dare to look at him, but rather because he was subconsciously guilty.
To be continued...