"Who dares to take away the person you were looking for before you could, quite an air about you, human boy," Rosetta said nonchalantly, expertly imitating his tone. "Guess who, Briana Karanshir Miaoxing, how about it, want to go trouble this lady?"
"Princess Miaoxing?" Sir Agar's expression changed, and he suddenly looked rather unpleasant.
In this city, his family was considered respectable.
But in front of the daughter of the Avenquin Elf King, one of the seven heroes of the Battle of Bain, the legendary ranger Princess Briana, that really didn't count for much.
Not to ntion him, even the current King of Colin, faced with Her Highness the Princess, could hardly maintain the stature of The Supre.
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Fang Hong walked among the Elf Guards, while Reed and the Papalarians had already excused themselves and left early, since Princess Miaoxing only nad Fang Hong. The two of them—or rather, a lion and a man—didn't worry that the legendary hero of Colin Ishurian, an Elf Princess, would bring any harm to Fang Hong.
Fang Hong looked around sowhat awkwardly, surrounded by Avenquin Elves in their splendid Elf Silver Chainmail, nearly uniform in height, with their invariably pointy ears, all exceptionally handso.
This race was like the descendants of deities from legends, flawless, long-lived, albeit a bit aloof and prone to keeping a stern countenance.
In this respect, the Forest Elves were entirely different; at least Miss Atira seed more like a real, living person—gentle, generous, strong, and compassionate.
Compared to the legendary princess's aloofness and grace, he still preferred Miss Elf, who seed closer to real life.
Just as Fang Hong was involuntarily comparing Briana with Atira in his mind, the Elf Princess suddenly turned back, looking at him a bit amused: "What is Mr. Ade looking at, do you think we're really as cold and detached as the rumors say?"
"Ah?" Fang Hong was startled, feeling guilty as if his thoughts were caught red-handed, almost thinking the legendary Elf Princess could read minds, shaking his head repeatedly: "Not at all!"
Briana simply smiled unconcernedly and said nothing else.
Fang Hong sighed in relief, yet curiosity overwheld him, spurred by her initiative, he finally voiced the question that had long puzzled him: "Princess Miaoxing, how did you co to know ?"
Briana looked at him very surprised, as if rembering sothing, her aloof deanor lting away to reveal a barely suppressed amused smile: "Does Mr. Ade not know?"
How would I know? Fang Hong thought to himself, baffled, shaking his head.
"Then it's better to let that person tell you the answer himself." She replied.
"That person?" Fang Hong was stunned. "Is it Mr. Kurufen? But I didn't know Mr. Kurufen before this either?"
"Kurufen?" Briana feigned surprise as she looked at him: "Of course not, what made you think of him?"
"Ah?" Fang Hong was taken aback: "Not Mr. Kurufen, but Chairman Rosetta just—"
"What about Chairman Rosetta? He said nothing, did he?" The Elf Princess slowly blinked her eyes, a hint of mischief lurking within: "If you really want to et Kurufen, I'll take you to him when the opportunity arises, but not now. The person you need to et now is soone else."
Fang Hong's mouth hung open, unable to close for a long ti. He then understood—apparently the daughter of the Elf King, the legendary hero of the Battle of Bain, the Ranger Princess, was also very adept at deceiving people.
No, in fact, it was all him and the Dwarf Chairman talking amongst themselves while she had never admitted to it from the start.
He looked at Her Highness the Princess, montarily at a loss for words.
Briana, however, was unconcerned and even seed a bit pleased: "Well, do you feel a bit disillusioned? It's all just Colin Royal Household propaganda, and Roban that silly boy who also keeps up my reputation—who I've always been like this. Initially, I tricked him into falling back and he nearly lost his life."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but purse her lips in a smile, but her bright eyes were full of affection.
Fang Hong blinked, finally realizing sothing—the rumors on the forum were true, Princess Miaoxing really did have a fondness for that human boy Roban.
The protagonist's halo is indeed deeply rooted in people's hearts.
He couldn't help but wonder.
However, after a while, Fang Hong regained his senses and couldn't help but ask again, "Who exactly wants to et , Princess Miaoxing?"
"Why not guess?"
As Briana spoke, she stopped and looked toward the distance.
Fang Hong instinctively followed the gaze of the Elf Princess and saw a master and servant quietly waiting at a Magic Guided Rail Car station by the street.
The gentle afternoon sunlight just managed to surpass the huge shadow of the Artisan Association.
It made the young girl's white dress and golden braids shimr as she looked at Fang Hong, tilted her head slightly, and greeted him with a subtle smile while holding a huge leather suitcase:
"Good afternoon, Mr. Ade."
"We et again."
"Mi, Miss Hilveld?"
Fang Hong involuntarily turned his head back to look at Princess Briana.
But the Elf Princess was looking at Hilveld, smiling at her, "I did bring your little lover out as promised, don't forget what you agreed to."
The young girl, after hearing this nickna, did not object but instead chuckled and nodded her head, "Of course, leave it to , Your Highness."
"Wait, what are you guys...?"
Briana then turned back, winked at him, "You still don't get it? It's simple, you've just been sold for a good price, kiddo."
Fang Hong stared blankly at both of them.
The Elf Princess couldn't help but chuckle, "But you're not at a loss, after all, soone as beautiful as Hilveld is rare even among my people."
"Alright," she waved her hand. "Se'randu—Aduri, have fun."
Fang Hong was about to say sothing.
But at that mont, a series of tinkling bells rang in the distance, a railcar in the sky glided along the silver tracks, slowed down, and stopped within the station, then the bell turned into a long steam whistle—
At that ti, Hilveld stepped forward, grabbed his hand—a gentle touch—and said to him, "Mr. Ade, rember what you said—I'll take you to a place."
"Wait, but?"
"There's no ti."
At the other end of the street, a group of silver knights had already appeared.
Hilveld had already grabbed his hand and pulled him along, rushing onto the nearby Magic Guided Rail Car. Xiesta was already waiting in the car, dashed into the control room, and pressed down on a lever.
The train imdiately let out another long steam whistle, then paused slightly and slowly started moving forward.
Fang Hong finally recognized the identities of those knights in the distance: "The Silverwind Knights, why have they co?" He still recognized this renowned organization from Elpaxin.
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