Haruzer looked at the two in surprise.
“Miss Lesmeca, you …”
Lesmeca pressed her finger to his lips and stopped the words behind him: “Haruzer, my little prince, do you want to hear our story?”
Haruzers gaze came out, and of course he knew that Lesmeca and Kaya were bizarre in their lives, but because of Amperes kindness, he never had the suspicion of thinking about this lady Madusa. It was because of his trust that Lesmeca had the idea to stay in this human kingdom.
She looked at the little prince tenderly: “Kaya, shes an oathkeeper.”
…
General Feng Nuoma looked away from the sky and silently looked at everything that happened.
Outside Ariel, two black and white torrents merged orthogonally above the plains of Corkova.
Cardiffen, the dwarven king, was watching the white formation in the distance, murmuring in the dark torrent of the dwarf heavy cavalry: “They are also coming …”
The White Lion Legion trapped in Aireer is in the final counterattack. The human knight puts on the final charge, and a purple crystal ocean is rushing from the front-but humans are shocked to see their former enemies, The army of the Lions of Toquinin approached them from one side, then stopped side by side with them …
The human side felt faintly about Toquinins intentions, but was still uncertain.
Under the order, the ordering knight played the banner of inquiry, a golden swallowtail flag—
Is it an ally?
The lion hesitated for a moment, then erected a holy white flag, and on the flag, seven holy emblems fluttered in the wind.
Respond with a sacred oath.
General Feng Nuoma stood on the surviving city wall and saw the scene, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
Woo—
The horn sounds long.
The army of the dwarves had been killed immediately, and the humans and lions were not hesitating-the knights began to accelerate, and a roar above the plains of Corkova. The tribal coalitions hit the ocean of crystal clusters in front, like three hot knives that cut the butter. The dwarf heavy cavalry was first and foremost. Each dwarf heavy cavalry was a moving fortress, not to mention that they passed by. Immediately set off a frenzy in the purple ocean.
Dilferi kept abreast of the dwarfs regiment with the careful protection of Bresson, Manrique, and the knights.
“Miss Oath Keeper,” after the dwarven king Karifen hammered and flew a crystal cluster, there was still time to turn around and speak to Dilferi in the middle of the knight: “Did you think about it, after the battle here was won, Where are you planning to send the Holy Sword? “
Dilferi looked at the dwarf king, her eyes also fell on the holy white flag, and the long box in her hand tightened tighter.
But a figure had flashed in her mind, and she nodded seriously.
The sun shining from the Balta Plateau brings the warmth of winter—
Adams, the inferior knight captain belonging to the Fifth Legion of the White Lion Army, woke up and felt that he was being bumped up and being carried on his back by one person.
In his mind, he played back the messy memories before the coma-the monster that jumped over the ruins of Aire to his column like a tide, and General Feng Nuoma gave a death order to keep the street and his own in the battle. There were fewer and fewer companions until he was the last one left.
In the face of the surrounding monster, he only had the determination to fight bravely in his heart.
Shouldnt he be dead?
Adams struggled to raise his head, to see who saved himself-did General Feng Nuomas strategy work? Has the White Lion Legion recaptured that intersection? Have they won in the end? Is Airlie City saved? How many casualties are there?
But what caught him was a long snow-white mane.
The lion looked back at the human on his shoulder. It had a narrow scar on his face, and green eyes, as if embedded in the middle of the scar.
Torquain Lion.
Adams is very familiar with one of these white lions opponents. After each winter, there are several confrontations between humans and lions. Such hatred lasted for hundreds of years, and was deeply engraved into the bones of every White Lion Legionnaire officer, and the same was true of the Lions of Toquinin.
But how could they be here to rescue themselves-their enemies?
“… You saved me?”
“Raising your hand,” the lion replied indifferently, and he strode forward, across the street that had long been ruined: “You can remember my name, my name is Sher, and it will definitely be the greatest hero.”
Adams couldnt help looking back at this humorous guy, but he saw the other persons gaze firmly in the far sky, and his eyes reflected the dazzling light.
There, there is a sword—
…
“Dont be too proud, Martha.” Roman stood on a hill outside the lamp castle, sneer watching it all.
Hundreds of miles away, the head of the mercenary suddenly moved his eyelids to startle everyone.
“Come on, Miss Yuta, shes awake!”
A panic sound.
And in the same panic, as far away as Rubic, the desert country in the south of Voend, the gravekeepers in grey robes ran towards the center of the temple in groups, each with a clear face Look, the bells are ringing over the city.
Adeni stood behind Naguire, looking at the temples slowly-opening main entrance with some disbelief.
This is something that has not happened in a thousand years.
Accompanied by the twelve tomb guards, the elder looked calmly and came to the two with a blue dagger.
“So … thats the Holy Sword of Wisdom?” Adeni asked stutteringly.
Naguire nodded.
Ring of the World——
The great druid of the ring of sky pushed open the window, and the breath of the wind rushed towards him-even in the harsh winter, the trade wind around the world can bring back the breath of summer. A green leaf flew into the window and fell on his hand.
The archdruid raised his thin eyebrows, and could not help but grin with a bitter smile on his face: “The little guy has given us a problem.”
“grown ups?”
“Go on, let me see if that person is.”
He turned back.
Outside the window, El Rantas scenery is picturesque.
…
“… After the silver age, did the Bugatians remember their glory and promise? As the tower-keeper of the Council of Truth, the guardian of the knowledge of the Great Library, the descendants of the wise ancestors, the blood of silver Is the Bugatti seeking strength or wisdom? Is the truth of the law or the judgment of destruction engraved on the towering St. White Minaret? The mystery of the universe that the people once sought in the almost infinite life is just Is it for the weak crickets and tramples, or is it the insistence on true knowledge? “
“… I believe that the Bugatians are wise, no matter how the pros and cons are weighed, and how to choose between gains and losses, but it is always knowledge and truth, not strength and power, that make the silver people more brilliant; I believe that the wise will have a long Eyes can cut through the heavy fog and see the true future of Silver City State; I believe in civilization, not barbarism, just as I believe that wisdom will eventually overcome greed, and I believe that the people on the cloud can make themselves a A decision you will never regret … “
“Because I believe that we still have a glorious future. And thats what I want to say, all—”
Kanaj
In the cloud temple, the holy prime minister in a white robe was thrown away the speech in his hand, raised his head, and looked at the thousands of silver citizens on the circular staircase.
The raven is silent.
Solomons eyebrows stood calmly beside Delphin. He looked up and looked at his colleagues, his eyes burning with the flame of wisdom and perseverance, very calm: “Vote.”
Thousands of hands were raised without opposition and abstention.
The fairy Ms. Tania stood on Huang Huos shoulder, her silver eyes looked at the somewhat calm and proud human girl with shock.