Otherworldly White Dragon Lord

Just as warm as her!

Guarding and guarding the border post of the Kingdom of Ballinstow on the west side of the Forest of Mist, the soldiers guarding had just intercepted a traveler who had crossed the forest and entered the border. Perhaps the name traveler could even be said to be a homeless person. The refugees here have their thin faces stained with blood and stained cloaks, and their bodies are severely frostbited. The whole person seems to be a puppet with a soul lost.┉┉

"Are you an elf?" When the opponent took off the cape and hat on his head, the soldier looked at the pair of elf-specific pointed ears slightly in surprise.

The elf man did not answer, his eyes were hollow without any focus, and the expression on his face seemed to freeze without any change.

The guard soldier was called back by the captain and ordered a few words and then ran back and said: "Some time ago, a team of elves that escaped from the east entered the border of our country not long ago. Are you a lost member of that team?"

The soldiers’ words were like stones thrown into the lake, and ripples were stirred in the depths of the elf’s heart. Those eyes that were originally desperate were suddenly filled with feelings called hatred: "Yes┉┉I It's with them, can I go and meet them?"

Hearing the answer, the soldier nodded. Everything in the back is relatively simple. Prepare some food for the elves who have fled here, and inform the priests in the nearby temple to let the priests and guards of the temple lead the elves and those who are placed there. The elven fugitives in the holy capital converge.

After Flora became a saint, except for a few divine and metaphorical priests who still hold power, most of the internal operations of the sanctuary have begun to return to the right track. As the sanctuary that promotes the theory of balance of all things, it was abolished under Flora's major reforms. The anti-doctrinal racial immigration discrimination system formulated during the chaotic period began to accept different ethnic groups to reintegrate into the Holy Capital.This approach has won the support of many other ethnic groups, and many ethnic groups on the mainland, especially the elves and dwarves who have been persecuted under the influence of the Eastern Holy See, have migrated to seek refuge in the sphere of influence of the Holy Capital.

In 60 years, many ethnic groups including elves, dwarves, and half-orcs have migrated more than one million people into the western side of the continent. Under the leadership of Flora, the Holy Capital is adopting the various skills brought by the new ethnic immigration. Ingenious dealings with countries, mediating the distribution of interests with the kings have achieved the purpose of cooperation.

It’s just that this ethnic integration policy not only violates the racial superiority of the Holy See, but also becomes one of the things most hated by slave merchants in the free city of the east. After the reforms of the Holy Capital, whether it is the Holy See or the Federation of Slave Merchants in the east, The priests who opposed Flora and the nobles who secretly resisted the new policy were continuously used to support the priests who opposed Flora within the Holy Capital.

With the help of a long-distance portal, it doesn’t take much time to reach the central saint from the border area. The priests who accompanied him along the way have noticed the unusual place of this elf, and his eyes are completely unable to see his companion. Only coldness revealed in those eyes.

"Do you know who led your companions to the holy capital this time?" The priest still asked carefully. Although he didn't think the Holy See would use the elf as a spy, the elf felt very much to him anyway. terrible.

"Is it Beglet?" the elf said lightly.

The sacrifice finally said with a smile: "Yes, he is really amazing. It is said that they have sacrificed a lot of people because of the abnormal snowstorm in the Forest of Mist this year, but they still led the team to pass through the blockade by the wind and snow. forest."

"Yeah┉┉It's really amazing┉┉" As if suddenly tired of the sun, the elf put on his hat again and covered his face with a sneer.

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As the leader of the team of escaped elves, Berglet knew that the great migration led by Elrojel was not planned by Elrojel alone, long ago. They all secretly contacted Erojiel and many elders in the clan, planned migration routes and methods, and encouraged Erojiel to persuade everyone to implement the escape.

In the critical period when the Holy See and the Holy Capital are competing for influence, if the elves led by a team of more than 5,000 people can successfully cross the eastern part of the mainland and escape to the Holy Capital, it will not only make up for the lack of believers in the Holy Capital of the Western Mainland, but also become a Holy Capital. The strong proof that they all preached their own ideas, so that the eastern continent set off more waves of escape.For the leader who commanded and led the fleeing, this would definitely be a great credit!

Begglet, who watched Erogel’s growth since childhood, knew that this innocent girl would not lead everyone to flee because of her coveting power and merit, but no matter what Erogel’s purpose, Anyway, the hero who led the team into the Holy Capital will be himself.

Although I could only lead more than 500 people into the holy capital, far less than the original minimum estimate of 3,000, but the abnormally bad weather in the Forest of the Mist gave me the best excuse, no matter how many people are, it’s important. It is a great contribution that he has led the team to the Holy Capital.

Berglet sat in his own room thinking about the rewards he might get in the future. This elegant room of his own and the servants who were arranged to serve him, as well as some low-level priests and nobles in the holy capital The respectful eyes and winking cast towards him all show how he is now valued by the Holy Capital. I heard that the Holy Capital is now preparing to publicize his deeds.

"Excuse me, Mr. Berglet." A guard came in and saluted.

Beglet quickly put away his smile and changed it to a calm look, "Is there anything wrong?"

"There is good news, Mr. Beglet, today the border guard found a compatriot you have lost. The temple priest is accompanying him to the holy capital. The elf said that he would like to see you anyway, and said Thank you."

Berglet pretended to be happy and excitedly shook the guard's hand and said, "Is any of my compatriots really survived?"

"It's true Mr. Beglet." The unsuspecting guard said with heartfelt joy.

For Beglet, this is good news!In these days after coming to the Holy City, Berglet’s biggest worry is that Erojiel leads the other elves through the Mist Forest. After all, the practice and deception of abandoning the people of the tribe will surely anger His Royal Highness, but fortunately However, during this period, only some of the separated people in their own team passed through the forest, and no news of a large group of elves entering the scope of the holy capital was found on the border.

It seems that the beautiful and innocent Erogel may have been buried in the snow-covered forest!

Ha ha!It's a pity to lose the most beautiful lyre sound like this. If you weren't so stubborn to pay attention to those burdens, you might be the one who can get the holy capital's award now.But also thank Ai Luojieer for your stubbornness and stupidity for giving me the opportunity.

When thinking of this, Berglet couldn't help but laugh, and now he should go to see the lost compatriot, and he should be moved a little bit.

When Berglet came to the lounge, the priests and the escaped elves were waiting. When Berglet came in, he found that the compatriots sitting beside the sacrifice were still wearing hats to cover their faces. When he saw himself, the other party seemed Excited and tremblingly stood up.

"Thanks to the ice goddess Aizhuoma for your blessing. It's so happy to see you alive!" The still uncomfortable Beglet said with a wizard's blessing gesture.

The standing elves rushed up excitedly when they saw Berglet. In the eyes of others, they seemed to see their companions and wanted to hug each other with joy, but the keen priest suddenly noticed the actions of the elves, and he moved his right hand. A blood-stained dagger was drawn from the sleeve of his left hand.

impossible!He should have searched his clothes and his belongings before. The blades and sharp weapons have been temporarily detained. Even the clothes and the hooded cloak were taken by the heart. Where did he hide the knife of?The priest yelled out loud without thinking, "Hurry up and stop him!"

But the elf was only a few meters away from Beglet. When the guard and Beglet himself reacted, it was too late. The elf man slammed into Beglet’s arms, and the two were in The side looked as if they were hugging together, and the dagger in the hands of the elf had pierced Berglet's heart, and the bright red blood dyed the white robe he was wearing and kept flowing down.

The violent running, bumping and bumping has lifted the elven man’s hat covering his face. The familiar face in Berglet’s memory is now like a vengeful demon that just crawled out of hell, and blood began to flow from his mouth. Beglet said the last words of his life in fear: "Gresel, why are you ┉┉"

Beglet!Beglet!If it weren't for you to abandon the people of the subordinates, Erojiel would not sacrifice himself to let the team survive, if it were not for you!Elrojel will not accept compromise to become the owner of the Forest of Mist forever!All this┉┉All this┉┉

"It's all because of your betrayal!!"

Gresel, whose heart was swallowed by the fire of revenge, roared, opened her mouth and aimed at Berglet’s neck and bit with all his strength. His teeth penetrated the skin and tore the other’s trachea, shouting in pain at Berglet. In the sound, Gresser severely tore his flesh and blood with his mouth, and the blood gushed out like a fountain, and the clean room was instantly stained with a thick blood mist.

The guards rushing forward violently subdued Gresell and fell to the ground. Beguelet, who lost his strength and fell to the ground, clutched his neck in vain and struggled, and the suffocation that he could not breathe made Beguelet extremely painful.

"Hurry up and call the priest and the doctor!" The priest hurriedly used magic arts to heal Berglet's injury, but from the eyes of the elves slowly losing their luster, it has been proved that it is too late, and now even the high-ranking female priest is here. I'm afraid I can't save Beglet anymore.

Shaking his head, the priest had to admit that the important leader who led the elves to escape here has died. In any case, this is his own negligence. He actually brought an assassin to an important person!But there is one thing I don't understand anyway, where the elf man hides the dagger.

When the guards lost the weapon of the assassination and handed it to the priest, the dagger had been removed from the handle and only the blade was left. Suddenly, the sacrificial walked to Gresell, who was subdued by the guards, and knelt down to pull him away. Er's left sleeve and a terrible wound on his arm said it all.

After the elf removed the handle of the dagger, he inserted the blade into his left arm to hide it from the guard!

What kind of hatred was it that made him use such a terrible method!

Seeing Gresel’s bloody sacrificial spirit, I was shuddering, but in any case, Beglett’s death must be immediately notified to Her Royal Highness Flora. The identity of this elf is also questionable, most likely it is. Those anti-Holy Capital forces in the Eastern Continent must leave certifications and livelihoods to give an explanation to the Holy Woman.

"Don't let him commit suicide when you put him in custody, and immediately inform His Royal Highness that you must find out this matter!" The priest hurriedly used his authority to order.

The guards quickly escorted Gresell to stand up and shouted angrily: "Go! You guy dare to laugh."

Graysel, who was erected by a puppet doll, just looked up to the sky and laughed, without the slightest intention of resisting. It was like being caught in a crazy murderer.

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When Saint Flora, the highest in power in the Holy Capital, came to the scene of the murder in the annex from the Central Hall of the Holy Capital, three hours had passed. The annex was heavily guarded by the Templars directly under the Holy Capital and was responsible for leading it. The ritual that Gresell came here has long been waiting here with a guilty expression.

Flora looked at the blood in the room and shook her head and sighed softly: "It seems this is not a little holiday."

As the next saint Finalia, she silently helped Flora and closed her eyes. The female elf Istana unscrupulously lifted the corner of the white cloth covering Berglet’s body. When someone nearby tried to stop the female elf's behavior, Flora gently waved her hand to indicate not to care about the female elf's behavior.

The hand of the female elf was shining with the light of emerald green magic. After a while, the female elf re-covered the white cloth and walked to Flora's side and said a few words in a low voice. Flora first nodded and said to the priest present at the time: "That person Is the murderous elves imprisoned now?"

"Yes! Your Royal Highness Flora." The priest hurriedly bowed his head in fear.

Flora nodded and said: "Let's go, take me to see him, I want to ask him something personally."