The rumbling thunder was coming from the horizon, and the rain became less before dawn.
The night became particularly deep and dark, and the sounds around seemed to be silent. The number of searchlights in the sky was getting smaller and the fleet of the imperial people was returning to the port.
Luo Yu stood outside the hall, looking up at the scene with his head raised.
Jita knelt on the steps, and felt relieved when he saw this situation. It seemed that the negotiations were going well and everyone was safe, at least for the time being.
But she frowned slightly, as if she had pulled the wound on her forehead, and couldn't help but show a look of pain. "Don't move." May was gently wrapping a piece of gauze around her head and saying seriously.
"Thank you, Miss May." Jita replied embarrassedly, blushing.
"Miss Jita is brave, too."
Miss Knight answered while activates the crystal of the magic furnace, and a thin layer of soft light emits from the gloves, imposing a holy spell to accelerate healing on the former.
The box was holding his sword, tilting his head to look at the soft lights on both sides of the street.
Outside the seemingly peaceful Lower City, there are interlaced blockades of the Imperial Army, with overlapping figures and even tall knights of structure. These huge machines are stationed in the rain, flashing with a cold luster under the light.
Gwenders kept luring the former to use himself and break out of the siege from the Imperial people. But the box thought that he could break out of the siege without using it. The focus of the discussion between the last person and the sword was from whether to break out of the siege or not to prove whether he was useful or not.
In the end, the Magic Sword was a little out of temper and chose to keep silent and pretend that it did not exist.
Alisa walked out of the front desk of the hall and was handing a communication crystal to Fang Yu's hand, and looked at the former with curious eyes.
“…How did you convince them?”
Fang Yu shook his head, "I didn't convince Ms. Ming and Miss Virus, but I am a member of the delegation of Kaurin-Ishurien. People like them naturally have their own pride."
"But this is actually a kind of win over, right," Alisa replied. "The delegation included people from the past alliance, people from the Rainbow Alliance, people from the Gods Killers, Silver Weislan, and elites of the Elite generation. They all expressed their support to you. The leader owed a lot of favors."
"It's not small," Fang Ling remembered the dispute between Kaurin-Ishurien and the Grand Guild. "I will repay this favor, but this does not mean that I agree with their past practices."
Alisa nodded and turned her eyes to the messaging crystal in his hand.
"Ms. Ming has reached an agreement with them," Fang Yu was looking away from the crystal, looking up, and saying to the others, "Let's go, it's time for us next."
"What are you doing?" asked the box.
"Take us in the hands of those people."
"Why?" The box didn't understand, so they were busy for nothing.
"You just do it. Why do you ask so many questions?" Fang Rong was a little speechless when asked. Isn't this an obvious thing? Otherwise, would it really be a big fight with the Empire?
He said a little unhappy, "What were you doing when Miss Alisa contacted you just now?"
"Nothing to do."
The box immediately replied firmly.
But he already understood how he should answer and nodded to indicate that he would not pursue the matter.
The Imperial Army indeed divided the manpower and surrounded them. But there was no sign of uneasiness on the other people's faces. When the box stood up, it even patted the dust on their bodies. The Imperial Army asked them to hand over their weapons, and everyone was doing what they wanted.
Only the box looked indifferent, holding his magic sword and staring at the imperial army. "That was a magic sword," Fang Yu explained, "You have also seen its power before."
At this time, someone whispered a few words in the ear of the Imperial Army leader. When the other party looked at the sword in the box, his eyes couldn't help but look at him with fear. He waved his hand and signaled that others didn't have to worry about this thing.
To put it bluntly, handing over the weapon is just a fiasco. In order to preserve the last bit of face, the dragon knight confronting in the sky is the real basis for everyone to sit down and talk.
Mey was handing his shield and axe to the hands of the Oshu people, and he gave a serious instructor: "This is the legacy of Tolania. The white rose on it once belonged to the lion king Oredo and the assets of the Holy Guard of Tanro. You must be careful to take care of it, otherwise the ancient Knights will definitely pursue this matter."
The Imperial Army soldier was stunned for a moment.
There are many rumors about the ancient knights outside, but the most famous of them is their stereotypes. The Holy Guard of Tanro is the most strict person in the world. During the war of the kings, they proved one thing to the world at the cost of 70% of the casualties that shocked the world.
You will be honest with yourself and you will definitely do it after saying it.
And the two main legions of the empire were buried with him.
The war took place between the Empire and Rotao, and everyone in the Empire knew about the related rumors.
The Imperial Army soldiers didn't know whether to pick them up or not.
If the axe and halberd are the legacy of Tolania as this lady said, it would be a remarkable thing. The ancient Knights have only twelve legacies so far. After the eternal emblem is lost, these twelve legacies are the sacred objects in Rotao that are second only to the hand of imperial philosophy.
They are occasionally awarded the best knights, and they are reclaimed into the Knights after the knights die. The Holy Guard of Tanro has a vow to protect these twelve holy objects, and has been lost so far since the date of their birth.
If something goes wrong with this thing in their hands, it will inevitably be another war.
But this time it was a war between the Empire and Rotao.
The captain was also speechless. "Please accept it," he glared at the latter, but after thinking for a while, he added, "Precaution."
The soldier nodded quickly.
Miss Nightingale looked at this scene with a smile. When the soldier came to her and looked at the long dagger in her hand, she couldn't help but remind: "Miss, please hand over your weapon."
Miss Nightingale shook her dagger, disappeared without a trace, and then asked, "What weapon?"
The soldier was speechless and looked at his captain. The latter shook his head and waved his hand to signal the next one. What kind of people are they all? Fortunately, he had heard that the Saint Selected people were rebellious and didn't care. Anyway, it was just a formality.
But the next one is square pilo.
Fang Yu honestly took off his lone king's pride. But unexpectedly, the soldiers just thought he did not exist and walked directly in front of him.
What a joke, he was a high-level alchemist and a combat craftsman. Who would be willing to offend such a person?
Moreover, these people were well-informed and had known that the conflict occurred at the headquarters of the patrol guards, including the conflict between the director and the alchemist Mobius, were vividly portrayed. They were clear in their hearts, and the one in front of them had a relationship with the ancient Jin family and helped the Empire Workshop.
Who would not have eyes to cause trouble for him?
The captain watched his subordinates bypassing Fang Zhu, and treated him as if he hadn't seen him.
Fortunately, the naturalist Miss honestly handed over her magic book, and finally saved some face for the empire people.
But most people dare not treat Magic Book at will. That thing was inherited from the era of the Noumerlin elves and was inseparable from the Tower of Silver. Ordinary people cannot even open a book. It is possible that if you don’t pay attention to blowing half a street flat.
As a result, the soldiers carefully moved the magic book to a special container, and seven or eight people were on the side to take care of it. It didn't seem like they were confiscating their arms, but it seemed like they were acting as guards for the lady of a naturalist.
The drivers of the Knight who built the knight from afar were a little confused when they saw this scene, and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.
It is said to be to protect your face, but why does it look the other way around?
Fang Zhu and his group handed over their weapons, then set off to walk forward under the escort of the Imperial Army. In the gears and magic books, Pushe also escorted Laila out and came to meet with them. The old merchant looked at the group and couldn't help but speak:
"Mr. Ed...you..."
He had already made plans to do his best, but he didn't expect that things would turn around and eventually turn into this.
"Don't worry," Fang Rong said to the two, "We caused this matter and we will take it all."
"Mr. Ed, I didn't blame you," Pusher said a little worried, "But the imperial people are not that easy to talk to, especially the interests of the nobles behind them. They dealt with the Lynn family more than ten years ago..."
"There is a public opinion on right and wrong, Mr. Pusher," Fang Rong shook his head, "I will teach those people a lesson."
Pushe opened his mouth, but the other party had made up his mind. He couldn't say anything more, so he sighed and nodded. He had been to many places, saw many things, and clearly understood what some people were like, but the other party was the Saint Selected.
Maybe there is another turning point.
At least he doesn't understand the matter of Dragon Knight.
Fang Zhu looked at Leila again. The girl looked a little scared at the number of Imperial Army soldiers. She couldn't help but tighten the corner of her clothes. She still held the compass tightly in her arms, standing among the crowd with a timid look, which made people feel sympathy.
"Everyone, I..."
The girl was confused. After the peaceful and peaceful life in the past was completely broken, she no longer knew what to do in the future.
Fang Yu took out something from his arms. "This is your thing, Miss Leila. Sorry for letting you roll it in. This matter should have nothing to do with you."
Leila saw the thing clearly and couldn't help but let out a soft voice.
It was her glasses, which had been repaired as before. She took them with surprise and surprise. She held them in her palms with love. There was a layer of mist in her eyes at some point. She had returned to her room before, but there was already a mess.
After the small expectations were broken into pieces, she no longer knew what to do. But the glasses in her hand were like a precious hope, which rekindled her longing for life in her heart.
She put her glasses on in a hurry.
Leila's eyes were a little red.
There was something in her throat, and she couldn't help but sniffing gently, and looked at these people again - each of them. Ed, Alisa, the box or Jita, and Mey, those who had never known her, were willing to lend a helping hand to her.
There are also those neighbors who look at this direction from far and near, Gear and Magic Book, who are common to her on weekdays but have never dealt with them too much. Everyone's concerns do not contain too many impurities.
But standing with these people, she felt an unprecedented peace of mind. That peace of mind aroused a slight courage in her heart, allowing the girl to walk forward with Fang Rong and the others to face all this calmly.
Alisa turned around and glanced at her leader.
Fang Zhu nodded gently to Miss Nightingale.
The group walked forward. The Imperial Army soldiers behind him were more like guarding than escorting them.
The crowd separated from each other and was watching the scene quietly.
Outside the blockade of the Imperial Army, reporters from major newspapers of the Empire who had already heard the news were flocking to the scene. When the patrol guards were mobilized, these people with keen sense of smell had already smelled the breath of a major event. Then, when the Dragon Knight confronted over Aiyin Block, such a premonition was transformed into reality.
At this moment, reality has become explosive news.
Journalists from several newspapers such as Empire Daily, Aiyin Bullock Steel Industry News, Steam House News and Magic Weekly raised the crystals in their hands, and even saw reporters from Alchemist Weekly.
They obviously came for Fang Yu, the focus of the mainland league.
So the picture turned into a freeze-
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Newspapers were transported one by one to the production line, passed on, and finally came to the hands of major departments and institutions of the empire, and placed the tables of each desk. From the patrol guards, to the headquarters of the Mobius Craftsmen Association, and even the Aynblock Municipal Hall.
People picked up the newspaper and saw the familiar face on the front page-
But a month ago, they met familiar characters on the page of "Alchemist Weekly".
...
Inside Xingmen Harbor.
The wandering horse has been paying attention to rumors related to the Mainland League, but it was because the second round of the game was not broadcasted, so it could only do its best to collect some word-of-word news from the first division.
However, he understood the schedule. The Cowlin-Ishurien Craftsmen will always perform well, which has made him feel much more at ease these days. I didn’t expect that Ravendur’s round had just passed. I thought I could relax for a few days, but I didn’t expect that as soon as I went online, I received news from my fans and friends in turn bombardment:
‘Look at the community.’
‘Look at community news-’
Countless message icons on the site were flashing, making the wandering horse slightly stunned.
"So what's wrong?"
He thought to himself that the second round was over. Aiyin Bullock's third round would take several days to start, so there should be no news about the game. The wandering horse was slightly confused. While yawning, he picked up the coffee and took a sip of it to refresh himself.
And with this mentality, the community was opened.
And then the next moment.
He squirted out the coffee in his mouth with a "pop".
From top to bottom, the lead type titles of various newspapers in the Empire are now.
Big news!
The legendary alchemist from Kaorin-Ishurien caused a dispute again.
The Dragon Alchemist clashed with the Imperial Army.
Mainland League is interrupted!
Dragon Knight Yu Aiyin Bullock appears.
The situation is tense, and Fenris's disaster star is showing its power again!
In this era, news spreads faster than expected.
When the major newspapers of the Empire just printed this news on their own page, the relevant news had already spread over the Star Gate community.
However, in comparison, the community in the first division is still discussing how this emergency that occurred in Ayon Bullock would affect the Mainland League itself and the relationship between the Empire and Cowlin-Ishurien.
The community forum in the third division has long been in another direction.
‘The Dragon Alchemist and the Imperial man met-’
People are obviously happy about eating melons.
Especially this kind of thing happened in the first division, during the Empire. Whether it was Fang Yu's supporters, former opponents, or even fans of the BBK League, who had originally had a grudge against him, they formed a united front at this moment:
OK, support!
The face of the first division!
So it seemed that in an instant, everyone was discussing this major event that happened in the empire.
After all, whether it is the interruption of the Mainland League, the appearance of the Dragon Knights, or the battle between the Seven Seas Brigades and the Imperial Army, every incident is an extraordinary event on weekdays.
What's more, they are still concentrated.
It can be said to have triggered public opinion.
...
Patrol Guard Headquarters.
The Director General Administration was trembling and putting down the newspaper in his hand, and sat in his position with a depressed look on his face. Now it was all over. No matter what the result was, it was impossible for the Dragon Knight Confrontation to not pass on to the Wang Ting.
The final investigation might be a pity for the Duke, but it was a foregone conclusion for him. He heard the door opening and looked up at the young man walking into his office with a pale face.
"I didn't let you in."
"This does not work for me," replied the young man, "Now only the Duke can help you."
The director bulged his eyes and stared at the other person like a dead fish.
Headquarters of the Mobius Craftsmen Association.
The alchemists were suddenly standing up from their positions and looking at the man walking in from outside the gate.
He was a middle-aged man with a graceful demeanor, wearing a black alchemist coat, a top hat in his arms, and a monocle glasses. He could not see any class sign on his body, but it did not prevent others from looking at him. There was a hint of awe in his respect.
"Sir, why are you back?"
"It's been in Istaniya," replied the middle-aged man, "Where is Master Amast?"
"Sir, Master Amasth is studying the magic furnace at the Imperial Workshop. Do you want to see him?"
"I'll go see him later," the middle-aged man nodded, "but before that, there's something to do."
"What's up?"
"Let me write to ask what that guy that Duke Hawk is doing," replied the middle-aged man quietly. "Did their magician's hand stretch too long? Go through the public channel, I want to publish in the Imperial Daily, and let the patrol guards release the people, who will allow them to take my students?"
"Your...student?"
The hall was silent for a moment, and everyone was stunned.
Chapter completed!