The protagonist is always seen

At this time, the communication relied on a small domesticated monster. They were rare and expensive, and most of them were requisitioned by the state for use in the army. Not even the queen used one for private use, and Beatrice didn???t need any personal information. Long distance transmission.

But Vaum buckled a few and used them to contact Ariel.

He wrote letters twice in three days, more diligently than the soldiers in charge of intelligence. Ariel would tell him everything, rambling, and wrote three big sheets of paper. Ariel even suspected that his news here was even There are more details than the intelligence officer.

Ariel's reply letters are always very simple and casual, and he will reply whenever he thinks of it, and sometimes he will draw something casually.

Waum didn't find it strange that he couldn't receive the letter. He was still sending letters to Ariel, telling him to stay in the capital, and he didn't know that Ariel went to the abyss.

It wasn't until he returned to the capital that he received the Queen's order to dispatch troops, and only then did he know where Ariel had gone.

Waumu doesn't know much about the abyss, but the abyss has awakened several times in the past few years. Even if he was wary at the beginning, it is now commonplace. Even the proprietress of Wangdu Tavern can talk about the abyss. So two sentences.

Moreover, the abyss has only just begun its activities, and Ariel's main task is not to flatten the abyss, but to retrieve some flowers, so the risk will not be too great.

But he is used to taking care of Ariel, and has already regarded him as his own responsibility. Waum will always feel a little worried if Ariel is not under his nose.

In addition, it may be because of some unknown hesitation that Vaum always felt a little uneasy. After all, it was an abyss, so he led his troops to chase Ariel again within a few days after returning to the king.

Ariel had to go through the city of Ailuo to go to the abyss, and their camp was very close to Mrs. Closi's town.

"Adjutant, adjutant!"

Ariel was calling his adjutant before he dismounted.

The adjutant was a very responsible young man and immediately ran over.

"What order do you have, sir."

"From now until the departure tomorrow morning, I will hand over the army to you, can it be done?"

"Don't worry, I will do my best."

Before the words were finished, Ariel's horse rushed out.

The adjutant asked hurriedly.

"Then what are you going to do? Do you need to???" Take a few soldiers.

Before he finished speaking, he heard Ariel's cheerful voice in the distance.

"I'm going home to sleep."

He talked about returning to Toland's house when he first started in the capital, and later talking about returning to the palace, never saying the word home.

In his heart, his home was always the old grandmother's house Closie, where he grew up from a baby to a teenager, he knew every floor in the house, he knew every staircase, he walked barefoot on them.

For him, even the air is different there, and every time he walks in there, he doesn't seem to care about anything, because he is in his own home, and he can do whatever he wants.

Ariel has been here many times over the years, and all the clothes and clothes are well prepared in the house, which is very convenient.

Mrs. Closie was very happy and specially made cookies that Ariel liked.

She muttered.

"My little Rose has grown taller and thinner. The things in Wangdu are definitely not to your liking. You are so picky."

Mrs. Closi built a warm fireplace early, and sat on the thick carpet next to the fireplace with Ariel as in previous years, knitting the sweater for Ariel this winter.

Ariel was already quite a bit taller than Mrs. Closi, but she was still leaning against Grandma Closi, thinking about dinner tonight.

Greedy for the cookies, then for the gravy made by Mrs. Closie, and after a while for the cupcakes.

Mrs. Closey answered with a smile, she always spoils Ariel too much.

Ariel lay down on the carpet contentedly, and put her head on Keluoxi's grandmother's lap.

"Little Rose, how long will you stay this time?"

Ariel played with the ball of yarn in the basket next to him, and yawned delicately.

"I'm leaving tomorrow morning, Grandmother."

"Oh, then you won't stay long, the hunting season is here, and you will have your favorite reindeer meat in a few days."

"Leave some for me, I will come back in a few days, and I will stay for a long time then."

"Oh, yes, Little Rose, I'll leave you with your favorite foreleg."

Mrs. Closey is already planning to go to Posey's house to order a front leg. The Posey's house can always hunt good prey.

"Don't tangle the furballs, Ariel."

"I'll untie it later."

"Well, little Rose, you always have a reason."

In the abyss, inside the magic palace, the giant snake entrenched on the pillars of the hall opened its eyes. The scarlet eyes were very strange in the dark. It moved its body slowly, and the snake letter quickly stretched out and retracted.

Then, there seemed to be a rustling sound through the darkness. It climbed along the pillar, supported its body, opened its mouth, and showed its sharp fangs.

Suddenly, it turned its head violently, its arrogance suddenly weakened, its whole body tensed up, and it slowly lowered its head to express its submission.

This time is different from the previous abyss activities. This time, the master of the abyss has awakened.

The bronze lamps on both sides of the main hall, which had been dim for many years, were lit up, and when the whole main hall was brightly lit, the sound of unhurried footsteps could be heard from the innermost part.

But just the sound of footsteps scared back the monsters who were about to move back just now. Even the magic snake that was showing off its power at the beginning moved down from the pillar timidly. It is not its turn to show off its power here.

The man who came out from the depths of the bedroom slowly walked into the light and shadow.

Surprisingly, he didn't have a ferocious face. On the contrary, he was dressed in a knight uniform with gold trim, a cloak on his shoulders, and a gorgeous sword in his hand. He had light golden hair and dark red pupils. People carry a delicate to sharp beauty.

He should stand in a palace of splendor, adorned with rich garments and adorned with roses.

But it was such a person who was shunned by the ferocious monsters in the abyss.

He looks very young, and his every move is full of dignity in his bones.

Passing by the demon snake pretending to be dead on the pillar, he glanced sideways, his eyes were cold, but he ignored it, and walked straight towards the half-open gate. The half-open gate meant that the owner of the palace had awakened, but that was not enough. Enough, after so many years, that group of monsters have held back long enough.

The door was fully opened, and he raised his eyes slightly, taking in the monsters neatly arranged in the courtyard below.

They are all big monsters in the separatist side of the abyss, and they have their own names. For other monsters in the abyss, they usually stay away from each other when they see one. At this time, they gather together and wait quietly. , After seeing him coming out, hundreds of pairs of eyes locked on him.

The young man with light blond hair didn't care. He stood on the high platform on the second floor, holding a dark red scroll in his white-gloved hand at some point.

At this time, he held it with his backhand and raised it flat to his chest.

"The command of the Lord of the Abyss, open the gate."

After finishing speaking, he threw the scroll into the air.

The scroll floated steadily in the air, and gradually opened. As it unfolded, the scroll emitted a soft light.

The young man didn't even look at it, he turned around and entered the hall, tumbling in the air with his gold-rimmed cloak.

Just after taking two steps, he pushed the sword out of its sheath with one hand and stabbed backward.

When the swords were handed over, there was an icy collision sound.

The person who came could not take a single blow, so he quickly backed up, flipped back a few times, and stood firmly on the window sill beside him, standing on tiptoe, like a crane or a nocturnal cat, but his pale face was the same as that of a nocturnal cat. The blue eyes made him gloomy. Even if he had a good skin, he would feel cold all over his body just by looking at it.

The young man's light golden hair moved slightly, and he unhurriedly put his sword back into its sheath, his cat-like eyes glanced at the person coming.

Taking a step back, he put his arms on his chest and saluted perfunctorily.

"Good day, Duke."

The visitor shook his head and spoke as if biting the tip of his tongue.

"Amorod has grown a lot, but his personality is getting less and less cute. When I first met little Emerodd."

He licked his lips, full of malice.

"That face about to cry is really cute."

Emerod didn't respond.

Until the visitor spoke maliciously in a mocking tone.

"When I broke the neck of that little nightingale, did Emerod cry?"

He took Emerodd's sudden attack.

"Oh, that child is so cute and soft. My heart melted when I looked at him. He had two pieces of candy at that time. I told him I wanted it, but he actually handed me one. Such pure kindness is truly amazing. Gets me excited! Hahahaha!"

In a short period of time, he had fought dozens of moves with Emerodd.

He resisted Emerodd's sword at last, approached Emerodd, and whispered in his ear.

"Did he leave the rest of the candy to you?"

Emerodd looked like an enraged wolf, and pressed forward a little bit with brute force, leaving a shallow scar on the opponent's neck.

He seemed happier.

"To be honest, it actually hurts a bit, but seeing little Emerodd's beautiful expression, then everything is worth it."

As soon as he said some tender words, people turned into a group of bats and flew out of the window one after another.

Only Emerodd gasped, and slowly slid down against the wall. He knelt on one knee and supported himself with his sword. His light golden hair hung down, giving off a metallic texture.

Amorod clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, his lips could be seen curled up from his hair, but his eyes were still cold, he murmured in a low voice.

"Sooner or later, it will kill you."

Emerald means emerald, but this emerald has been smashed to pieces since that day.

He once had a nightingale.

Its voice is gentle and its feathers are gorgeous.

He once had a nightingale.

It sings sweetly, chirps joyfully.

He once had a nightingale.