Beside the bonfire, Metisha looked at Huang Huo, who had changed into her normal clothes. The bonfire made the face of the princess of the Jade Phoenix Clan red. "Huang Huo, you have something on your mind, don't you?"
Huang Huo looked at her in surprise. "Is teacher angry?"
"His Lordship won't be angry over such a small matter. You don't have to worry." Metisha shook her head. "But it's important to stay focused."
"I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize. Is it because of what you saw in Tomro? I noticed that you were not in the right mood at that time. "
"Yes, Miss Metisha."
"Call me sister."
"Sister Metisha."
"What's going on?"
"My mother …"
"I understand." Metisha looked at her lovingly. "I'm sorry."
Huang Huo shook her head. "Sooner or later, I will take revenge."
Metisha suddenly thought of something. She patted Huang Huo's young shoulder. "You will. I believe in you. Huang Huo, don't be discouraged. One day, your achievements will be higher than all of us. Let's call it a day. I will go and see His Lordship. "
"Teacher, he …"
"I said, it's okay. His Lordship is not so petty. You are his student. You know this best, right?"
Huang Huo nodded and bowed solemnly to Medissa. Although the Silver Elf princess didn't look much older than her, she had learned a lot from Medissa. No matter how she looked at it, she had to thank Medissa sincerely.
Metisha smiled and waved at the little girl. She picked up the spear that was leaning on a tree stump and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
"Sister Metisha is an excellent person like teacher." Huang Huo said to Mr. Willow.
"I didn't expect there to be such an excellent swordsman other than the Nine-headed Phoenix, Miss."
"I think the world outside the Nine Phoenixes is also very vast. In that place called the Wohnde, there are also many things that we don't understand. I only understood the meaning of my own experience today. I want to go to Erouine and take a look at my teacher's hometown, Mr. Liu."
"After we return to Nine Phoenix?" Mr. Liu asked.
"Yes." Huang Huo nodded.
Brendel's hand stopped in the middle of pulling up the blanket.
"Metisha?" He could hear the footsteps of the Silver Elf Princess in the darkness. Metisha came to his side and looked at the Prime Minister's daughter who was sleeping soundly on his body.
She sat down beside Brando and asked without turning her head, "Do you believe her words, my lord?"
"What about you, Metisha?"
Brando felt Metisha leaning forward slightly and leaning on his back with Delfien. He suddenly felt a little scared. "Metisha?"
"She can, but I can't?"
"I thought you wouldn't …"
"Fight for a woman's affection?"
Brando was speechless.
"Because I also deeply admire you, my lord. From the moment you woke me up from the darkness, my heart and my life were like a nightingale singing softly. It told me who the most important person in my life is …"
Metisha's voice was low and filled with the unique softness of an elf. She seemed to be narrating a love poem, which made Brando stunned.
He understood Metisha's love for him, but he didn't expect it to be so deep.
"I can concede in front of the Roman and Miss Freya, I can concede in front of Scarlet, and I can even concede in front of Miss Delfien, but she can't. I won't allow myself to lose to Miss Delfien. My lord, do you understand Metisha's heart?"
Brando turned his head.
Metisha was half-kneeling, looking at him with eyes like stars, her eyes were filled with stubbornness and uneasiness.
Brando felt as if the softest part of his heart had been hit hard.
What other choice did he have? The distance between their eyes was getting closer and closer. Metisha closed her eyes, her eyelashes drooping down like a fan, shyly trembling.
"I love you, my lord." She said uneasily.
"Metisha …"
"Please answer me seriously, my lord."
"Yes, you will always be my princess, Metisha."
After a long time, their lips parted. The Silver Elf princess's silver eyes were filled with happiness. She hugged Brando's neck tightly, her whole body leaning against him, her soft chest pressing against his back.
"So this is how Miss Scarlet feels, I really envy her."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I also want to be a real person, to be able to accompany my lord. Even now, my heart is full of satisfaction."
"Thank you, my lord."
Brando's heart was heavy.
The two of them leaned against each other silently.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but he suddenly felt Delphine shiver beside him. He subconsciously thought that the Prime Minister's daughter was pretending to be asleep again. Medissa also seemed to have noticed this. She raised her head and looked at the woman.
But Delfien frowned, as if she had fallen into a nightmare. She bit her lips, occasionally whispering a few words from her throat.
Until the two of them heard her words clearly:
"I'm sorry, Elman …"
Metisha's hand suddenly froze.
She looked at Brando. Brando sighed: "That's her fiancé."
"Does Miss Delfien love him very much?"
Brando shook his head.
"She loves herself."
"But why?"
"I don't know, maybe she already knew this in her heart. She wants to be cold-blooded, but she also wants to be able to have true love. Maybe Martha gave her everything, but also gave this lady a conflicted heart."
"The heavens are always fair —"
Metisha opened her mouth, but she did not know what to say. She looked at the prime minister's daughter with pity.
Brando also sighed and gently pulled up the blanket covering her body.
… …
Three days later.
A lonely high ground stood in the middle of the fog. Rustling footsteps gradually came from behind the white fog, and a figure gradually emerged from the fog. He stopped on the high ground and looked around. The cold wind blew at his worn collar, and all he could see was a white world. The fog that filled the sky moved slowly in the morning breeze.
The fog seemed to be a desolate and uninhabited wilderness. There were a few trees baring their fangs and brandishing their claws in the distance, which was probably the only reference in this white world. There were no villages, no roads, and nothing that could attract attention. Apart from the sound of breathing, it seemed to be a lonely world.
"What is this place?" An abrupt voice came from behind. Brendel turned around and, as expected, saw Incirsta's face, which looked as if it had not yet woken up.
He did not know why an undead always liked to sleep so much.
Of course, according to Incirsta's own words, it was the pursuit of eternal sleep.
But eternal sleep did not seem to be what it meant.
Brando shook his head. Three days ago, they left Tormuro, the place where Xin and the others had stayed. Of course, that was if the place where the ruins of the wall were located was really Tormuro.
That was the last place they saw with a reference.
Then they quickly lost their direction, and soon even the road disappeared. The only indicator seemed to be the dim sun in the sky behind the layers of fog.
But it was useless. They followed the direction of the sun and were about to reach Somia, but the map seemed to have lost its function. The areas marked on the map that should be the territory of humans or undead did not appear. It seemed that they had entered the lowlands, but the ground was as flat and dry as ever. There were no traces of the battle between the undead and the Crystal Cluster. It was as if they had entered a completely foreign plane.
Xin walked in this area all year round, and Huang Huo and Mr. Liu had also walked this road, but none of them could recognize the nearby terrain.
No one knew where they were.
This situation would be fine if it lasted for a short while, but it lasted for three whole days. During these three days, everyone was about to collapse from the monotonous scenery in the fog.
So it was no wonder that Incirsta had such a look on his face.
Brando frowned. The situation in front of him was obviously a bit abnormal. Getting lost would not cause such a situation, but thinking that they were now in the fog of the Lost Names, the current situation seemed a bit normal.
"My lord, a few more sailors are missing, and Sebas is missing. Xin is going crazy."
At this time, Metisha came up from behind and reported to him. Although Delfien had made a detailed plan, it did not seem to work. These days, the team had been shrinking, and a few people would disappear inexplicably every day. Panic had spread among the ordinary people, but Brando could do nothing about it.
This was the fog of the Lost Names, and the current situation was already the mildest. Suddenly, all the people around him disappeared without a trace, and it was not impossible.
However, the disappearance of the youth named Sebas still gave him quite a shock. As Na Xin's adopted son, Sebas and Na Xin could be considered as one of their own. They had always been under everyone's protection. For them to disappear under such circumstances, it could only mean that the situation had worsened.
Brando turned back and looked at the little princess and the unhappy Delfien. The whole plan was made by her, so she was naturally responsible for the current situation. But in fact, Brando did not intend to blame the prime minister's daughter. After all, this was something that humans could not do. Besides, at least Delfien's arrangement allowed them to see clearly a few days earlier that the disappearance of the sailors was not because of someone sneaking away, but because of the fog.
He asked, "What's going on?"
… …
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