Although the wilderness under the starry sky has the same scenery as during the day, it looks particularly empty because it is covered with a layer of cold gray tones.

The night breeze swept slightly, and some grass leaves swayed in the wind, and the cold penetrated silently into every corner of the world.

Lotti, or the descendant of the Basca family, was following the figure ahead in a brown-black hood, walking through the wilderness outside the city.

They will leave here and head to a secret stronghold, and according to the faithful follower, someone has already come to pick him up not far away.

"How did you find me?" Shalan Rotte was a little curious.

"Actually, it was just by chance that some of us infiltrated the team of search officers sent by the royal family, and in the operation not long ago, he happened to see you in the city."

"For your existence, he did not want the search officer to report it, but passed it to us in a secret way." The follower patiently explained that he seemed to be an intelligence officer on the dark side of the Basca family.

"So that's the case?" Looking back on that night, she and Mesia were really too conspicuous.

The two talked occasionally along the way, and then took advantage of the night to move forward quickly. On the cold winter night, the wilderness is not a comfortable environment, but fortunately, they can avoid the sight of many outsiders at this time and leave quickly.

"Further forward, at the corner of the mountain pass, our people came to pick them up. Among them is your cousin, Miss Ewinney, the Dragon Knight."

"Is Cousin Ewinney here too?" Hearing this familiar name, Shalan Root finally felt a little relieved and expectant. She went to Cousin Ewinney's house when she was a child and spent a pleasant summer there, and was particularly familiar with Cousin Ewinney.

"Yes, it's almost here." The figure in front of him answered calmly. He moved forward quickly and watched around again, as if he was avoiding something.

The two walked in the wilderness for two hours again and finally approached the pass. This place can be said to be the dividing line between the Moruo family territory and the outside world. Inside, a vast plain surrounded by a canyon, and outward are rolling hills and forests.

When it came here, the intelligence officer blew a whistle like a night owl, and the short and long distances seemed to convey some information.

"Huh, please come with me." As if receiving a safe response, the intelligence officer breathed a sigh of relief and led Shalan Rotte to continue forward and entered the thick woods at the foot of the mountain.

The tall trees stand upright, red-brown fallen leaves everywhere, and you can clearly hear the rustling sound of footsteps when you step on them. The place is not as bright as the wilderness outside. The already sparse starlight covers the shade, and the inside is pitch black, and you can't even see the place five meters away.

Faced with this deep and unknown darkness, Shalan Root felt a little scared, but it was not easy to retreat at this moment, so he had to move forward cautiously.

"Who!" A question suddenly came from the darkness, which was shocking.

"It's me, Glesmith, I brought Miss Charanrot." The two stopped and the girl listened to the answer of her companion in front of her.

"Really?" As the blue fireflies appeared in the forest, drifting towards the two of them.

In this faint firefly, the girl finally saw the group of people in front of her.

They were wearing about 300 clothes in various styles, and they were not uniform, but about 40 of them were holding crossbows and aimed at their side in the dark to deal with them. Although it was an attacking posture, when the girl saw the leading woman, she finally felt relieved.

"Sister Yiweni." She shouted softly.

The leading woman was wearing silver-bottomed and gold-edged armor with a slightly curved figure. She was about 20 years old and was not wearing a helmet at this moment. Her wavy blonde hair draped over her shoulders, giving her a different kind of beauty.

"I finally waited for you, Xia Luo." Yiweni said the nickname of Xia Lan Luot, then took the sword back to his waist, walked over quickly, and hugged the pink-haired girl in her arms.

Although the armor is a bit hard and cold, the warmth on the cheeks and ears makes the summer roe soaked in the winter sun, rare and warm.

"Sister Yiweni, I miss you so much." Xia Luo also responded softly at this time. Her immediate relatives are basically gone. Now the only cousin of the Naitiven family who has the closest blood relationship is the only cousin of the Naitiven family.

The deceased Grand Duke Basca had many lovers, except for his wife who came from a famous family, the other two were ordinary nobles in the southern border. The mother of Charanrot was from the Naitiven family. The family's emblem was a long sword wrapped in white morning glory, which means "the gentleness of the floral sword", which means that the use of force should be kept soft and cautious, and should not hurt people at will.

Because of this overly ideal and contradictory family motto, many great nobles in the southern region were a little despised. Fortunately, their good family motto also made the Needven family famous and maintained a marriage with many great nobles, and they have been passed down in this way.

"I found you." Yiweni touched the sister who was six or seven years younger than her, and her heart was filled with emotion.

"Before my father passed away, I was told to look for your traces with all my heart. Now our family is getting fewer and fewer."

Because of the fall of the Basca family, other families that were married to it could not escape the bad luck. The Naitiven family is currently left, so it can be said that Ewinnie is not very familiar with her relatives.

After a few minutes of reminiscing with each other, Ewinnie let go of Sharan Rott, "Let's go and go to a safe place first."

After saying that, she was about to take the pink-haired girl and the group of people around her, but unfortunately a thunderous explosion interrupted the trip.

The crimson lightning suddenly tore out of the sky, and a spear with shining lightning shot down and penetrated into the clearings in the woods.

"Who is it?" Yiweni's pupils shrank, and she hugged Shalan Rotte and avoided urgently.

After saying that, she put Shalan Rot aside and pulled out a long cross sword that looked like a white stone sculpture. The hilt was connected with a few branches and flower ornaments, and the golden metal outlined the appearance of the morning glory.

Then the boiling magic power burned itself, and the place where the cross sword swung it seemed to pass through the water, and waves of pure white ripples spread around, illuminating the entire woods. Although it was in the Canghong Empire, Ewinnie was a rare angel sequence extraordinary person, which is also the characteristic of the Naitiven family.

The white halo spread in circles, dispelling the darkness of the night, and gradually discovering everything in this cold and silent forest until a different color finally appears in the halo.

This is a group of soldiers wearing black steel armor. They are about 200 people. The armor is very suitable and the joint structure is lighter. While maintaining defense, it minimizes the obstacles to movement. The chests of these armors are marked with rose patterns. When they use extraordinary magic to fight, these patterns will be dyed red by magic and emit a bright and blood-like color.

"The 71st Legion of the Empire, the Night Blade Blade." Looking at the black steel armored soldier at the end of his vision, Ewinnie murmured and recited this cruel number.

In order to clear the obstacles and resistance forces in the southern border, this elite team carried out many orders to cleanse the great nobles.

"That's right, the last white flower of the Naitiven family, Miss Ewinnie." With the response, a figure wearing a little armor suddenly landed from the sky and then stood up.

Her skin was dark brown and her body was strong. She held a black Minggang spear and easily rotated behind her. A dull and terrifying howling sound came from the air. The spear flashed from time to time, and a red lightning flashed, bursting in the air, emitting a little burnt smell.

"We're meeting again, and this time I seem to have caught a more valuable prey." The female warrior from War Sequence 6 glanced over and quickly stared at Shalan Rott on the side.

"Thank you for your guidance, Miss Ewinney."

"But this time, you have no value anymore. Let me take off your noble head!"

As he said that, the black spear suddenly broke through the air and expanded rapidly in everyone's pupils. The originally black spear tip was slightly blazing orange on the surface because of the scorching heat of the air, and the terrifying sound of lightning came as if the god of death was seeking his life.
Chapter completed!