Sylvanas's consciousness was awake, but his body could not move, and he was projected into her mind by sensing the surrounding situation.

She was lying in her tent, with a maid and a herbalist escort next to the bed, and there were layers of guards outside. This was the first time she used this method to 'look', and then she saw Hawke

Sbill's play against the regent.

Two big men rolled together on the ground, and they were greeted each other with one punch and one punch.

"You despicable reptile, I knew you would use such despicable means."

"I said it, it's not me. How many times do you want me to say it before you believe it."

"If you say it's not you, isn't you? Your conscience was eaten by a dog, and the gnolls in the bare mountains thought you were dirty."

Every time they say something, they will punch each other a few times. The elves watching around want to stop them, but they are afraid that they will affect them. The last elf who did this has fainted on the side.

"Fight, no one can kill you. Just finish the fight, they all need to vent." The priest said on the side, and the boxing in the field became even more intense.

After more than half an hour, Rothemma was still better at his skills. The hook punch accurately hit Hawkesbill's chin, which made him faint. The victorious Rothemma called for someone to lift the ground.

Let's go. The more he thought about Lothama, the more angry he thought about it, the more he thought about it. I'm afraid this was done by Romans. Only he has the motivation and ability, the more he thinks about it, the more he feels possible.

"I'm going to see Romans, where is the fish's life thing?"

"He was taken care of," the elf replied.

"Take me over."

Sylvanas's perspective went further to Rothema. In a corner of the barracks, she saw Romans. The great magician of Silver Moon City was talking to a book and kept saying: "Really

Is it what I did? It's impossible, this is wrong. I'll take a few more divination times..."

At this time, a figure lifted the curtain and stood there in the backlight. Romans turned around and couldn't see who the visitor was.

"Romance"

"Lorthema, is it you?"

"You actually dare..."

"You deserve to be questioned?" After seeing clearly that the visitor was Rothem, Romans immediately solved the doubts from his own doubts and shook his airs, but it was just Rothem.

But what he didn't expect was that Lothama called his fist and hit him. Because he kept using various prophecies to find the real murderer, he was extremely tired and did not react and was hit in the face with a circle.

The angry Romans forgot to cast the spell, clenched his fist and hit him back.

So, the scene of the Regent fighting the magician was also staged, and the military tent was broken for them. Many elves rushed over and didn't know how to persuade them when they heard the news, so they had to watch the boxing match together.

Sylvanas also found it interesting to see it, but she was also at the moment of real awakening. She used her power to concentrate on her chest, and the arrow that had lost all her divinity was squeezed out of the wound bit by bit.

Dingdang~~The iron arrow fell to the ground, and the magic on it disappeared and turned back into a scale the size of a meal plate.

The sound attracted the attention of the maid. She followed the sound and happened to see Sylvanas opening her eyes.

"Miss?"

Sylvanas nodded.

"Come, lady, come."

The maid ran out, and even the herbician got rid of the person. After a while, she recognized that it was the elves and rushed in.

"Alola stays, everyone else is removed," Sylvanas said weakly.

Alola knew why, so she started driving the elves, and after driving everyone away, she left herself alone. Sylvanas asked her to uncover her top.

"Madam, let me treat you without leaving any scars."

Sylvanas nodded.

"You scared us, fortunately...fortunately..." Olola began to release the healing technique for Sylvanas, and the Holy Light quickly repaired the wound. Look at the wound.

It was a very deep penetrating wound when it went up. In fact, it had begun to heal itself in the depths. The wound of the extraordinary system could be recovered in one day. However, the mental fatigue made Sirnavas a little weak.

"How long has it been?" Silnavas asked while lying down.

"In less than five hours, neither the pastor nor the doctor dared to pull out the arrows on your chest, they were both afraid..."

"I know, a lot of things really happened today?" Sylvanas sighed: "In just this moment, the great magician of Silver Moon City, the Regent, and the herdsman officer who stayed in the Tower of Wind Walker

Just fight."

"You know everything"

"Yes, I know, I had a dream..."

"Did you dream that they started fighting?"

Sylvanas smiled and did not continue. While speaking, the wound treatment was completed. Priest Ollora helped Sylvanas put on her top and covered her with a blanket.

"I'll call them all?"

"Yeah, go"

Olola walked out and soon brought the officers in. Sylvanas sat up weakly and looked over their faces. At this time, they were already calm and seemed very excited if they didn't remember.

The only difference between the three is that Hawksbill, Lothama, and Romans, the three of them had their purple faces that were incompatible with other officers. Romans was also shackled, and it seemed that the elves agreed that he was the most suspicious.

"Come to see me, don't take the shackles of the forbidden demons." Sylvanas looked at Romans first and said to all the elves: "It wasn't him, go and pick up the scale on the ground, it's the iron arrow."

"Lorthema, how is the pursuit of the troll?" Sylvanas looked at the Regent of Silvermoon City again.

"When I come back, I order to pursue to the edge of the forest and return," Lothama said nervously.

Sylvanas nodded in agreement: "Have the cavalry led by Hawkesbill returned?"

"Ms., when I got the news, I took the troops back. At this time, I need the most loyal elves to protect you."

His words immediately aroused the other two disdain.

Sylvanas smiled and felt that many things were different. She could face anything among the elves calmly, and no matter how their previous relationship changed, she would not escape her control.

"Madam, this is a dragon-like scale. With him, I can cast spells and find the murderer. Please wait." Romans was driven away from the shackles of the forbidden demons and hurriedly wanted to prove his innocence.

"Dragon scales are rare magic items that can make my magic more accurate."

After saying that, he started to move, spelled spells from his mouth, and many spell casting materials were sprinkled onto the dragon scales, and various steps were meticulously completed. The elves watched him cast the spell tremblingly, waiting for the spell casting results, as long as they were found.

After the murderer was killed, they rushed forward together to tear the murderer apart.

Everyone waited for a while, Romans was still casting spells, and the magical aura fell on the scales one by one, but none of them worked. He changed to cast spells for several positions, and there was fine sweat on his forehead, and his expression was a little panicked.

"I...I've seen it," he shouted without warning, as if it was a divination witch troll: "The murderer is a dragon, I really saw it."

"That's it, the magic has told me that this is a conspiracy set up by an evil black dragon living on the Black Rock Peak... It's too strong, and even I can't find out more details."

Romans calmly explained to all the elves, but the elves were skeptical when they saw him. Sylvanas stared at his expression for a while and said nothing.
Chapter completed!