Two giant eagles landed on the top of the airship tower one by one, and the Paparals hurriedly jumped out of the saddle and looked around.

Fang Yu took a step slower, grabbed the saddle and climbed down the eagle's back, looking at the surrounding environment, only to find that the guards on the tower fell all over the ground, everywhere from east to west. He picked up a dagger from one of the guards - it was Miss Nightingale's, and the guards next to him were knocked unconscious. Fang Yu could almost imagine that the other party was knocked unconscious by Alisa turning the dagger handle.

There was another guard not far away, and the battle had obviously happened for a while.

Most of the guards who fell to the ground had exaggerated burgundy helmets, and above the brim was the emblem of an oak family - the lush oak trees rooted in the hills, and a golden acorn was embedded in the center of the trunk.

It seems that Alisa and the others have kept their hands, perhaps because they don’t want to make a fuss with the local lords, or when the war started, they have realized that Watt Shiqiu and others are behind the scenes.

"They are below, Lord Commander," Jita said to him in the saddle, "there are magical fluctuations in the airship tower."

Fang Zhu nodded and walked towards the stairs with the Paparals.

Jita climbed up from the saddle, and Princess Lian Quya Alsana reached out to try to help her, but the naturalist lady shook her head, held up her magic book, and sat down on the saddle.

A whirlwind held her, causing her to land on a ball of cotton, and stood up lightly.

The Elf Princess looked at this scene with some surprise.

Several people walked through the stairs to the lower floor of the tower, which was also empty. The staff had already escaped and the guards were unconscious everywhere. As they continued to walk down, Fang Zhu heard a sound of war coming from below.

In the hall, Miss Catman Dariel and May have roughly finished the battle.

They were knocking the guards who could still get up one by one with the blunt face of the sword blade and the tip of the halberd one by one, until they completely subdued them, and they were freed to look at the box and Alisa.

There, Wat Shiqiu's guards were fighting stubbornly, and the latter fled here with his men, thinking that he could easily control the airship tower with the advantage of the number of people, but he obviously miscalculated everything.

In the end, the escape turned into a self-invested trap.

His guards were obviously not the opponents of the box and Alisa. The young man holding the magic sword and the elusive Miss Nightingale shuttled between the crowd like two ghostly shadows.

But in a few breaths, several more people fell down.

Wat Shiqiu was hiding in the metal grille walkway above the warehouse. When Fang Zhu looked in that direction, he realized that the other party was short even among the Paparals.

This man was dressed decently but was very embarrassed at the moment. He had a pair of cunning yellow eyes, his skin was light brown, with a faint green luster, and his nose was small and flat.

These originally seemingly ordinary characteristics are extremely ugly when forced to come to this person.

"Water Stone Hill!"

The Paparals saw the other party screaming, which made the other party look up in surprise. The former raised the crossbow in his hand and shot out one arrow. The crossbow arrow hit the mountain lord's hat and nailed it to the wall behind with a thud.

He frightened the other person and sat down on the ground.

Fang Yu only put down when he saw this scene. Parker wanted to kill the opponent and was almost impossible for him to miss it at this distance.

"Your Highness, Princess..." Wat Shiqiu, who was sitting on the ground, recognized the elf girl beside Fang Yu at a glance, and shouted in panic as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, "Stop these people, these guys..."

He suddenly thought of something, his face turned pale, and he closed his mouth.

Jita couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly when she saw this scene. She whispered behind her back: "Captain, this person obviously knows that Princess Arsana is with us."

Fang Zhu nodded.

But Lian looked at the other party with a cold face and asked, "Why did you take the Holy White Tree Heart away, Wat?"

"Holy White Tree Heart?" Wat Shiqiu widened his eyes and pretended to be innocent and quibbling: "No, no, no, I didn't take the Holy White Tree Heart away. I don't know what that is. Princess, what do you mean?"

After Alisa found that Fang Zhu and others appeared, she stopped immediately, grabbed the box beside her and pulled the latter back.

"Don't worry about that woman, let's keep going." Gwenders was yelling.

However, the box had already seen Fang Zhu at this time, and immediately put away his sword and returned to the sheath, causing the second half of the sentence to come to an abrupt end.

"You're messing around--"

The box nodded to Fang Zhu, although this nod had no meaning in itself, then he walked aside with his hands wrapped around the magic sword, pulled the hood and pretended to be cold without saying a word.

Lian looked at Wat Shiqiu and said, "The Holy White Tree Heart is just a beacon, and its real function is the magic attached to it. Wat, you won't be unclear about the unique tracking magic of the Elf Court. Why do you think we found you?"

Wat Shiqiu was shocked and subconsciously patted the clothes, as if a poisonous snake was attached to it, trying to shake it off.

But he suddenly realized, and his hands froze. He raised his head and looked at everyone with a bad expression: "You cheat me, there is no magic at all..."

The face of the mountain lord became gloomy.

Fang Yu couldn't help but look at the elf girl next to her. She looked very stern, but unexpectedly there were times when she was lying.

Perhaps it is precisely because of her identity that she is particularly convincing when she deceives people, so that even people like Wat Shiqiu fell into the trap of His Royal Highness the Princess at the first time.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had to be careful. If this princess used this trick on him one day, would he be hit?

But after being exposed, Wat Shiqiu was not so panicked and even smiled proudly: "So what do you plan to do with me? Your Highness, isn't it just a Holy White Tree Heart? Can you still judge me with it?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Lian Lengbingbing said: "Tell the people behind you, Walter, you killed a unicorn girl. You know the relationship between the Saint and me."

"You are not qualified to ask me to explain anything," interrupted Wat Shiqiu. "Princess Lian Quya Alsana, you are just Eltharan's daughter. Even if the Elf King was present in person, he could not speak to me like this. This is not the era six hundred years ago, and the days when the Yaoguang court ruled Silver Port have long been gone."

This princess with good cultivation probably had never seen such a shameless person before. A blush appeared on her fair face, and she gritted her teeth and was about to draw out the Sword of Light.

But Fang Zhu stopped her first and shook her head at Wat Shiqiu: "We are not representing the Elf Court."

"Oh? Then who do you represent?" Wat Shiqiuzhi said arrogantly.

Fang Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy, and turned around and said to the Paparal people: "Pak, teach him how to speak."

"I never thought you liked it so much."

Parker said, turning the winch quickly with his hands, lifting his crossbow and aiming at the other party, "I have long wanted to teach this damn bastard some lesson!"

Wat Shiqiu was so scared that his hair almost stood up when he saw this scene, and screamed: "Stop him!"

But his guards were obviously impossible to get there, not to mention that Miss Nightingale and the box were still staring at them.

The mountain lord turned around and fled, but a crossbow arrow had already arrived first, making a sound of breaking through the air and nailing his coat to the wall with another thud.

The huge force caused the lord to fall to his horse.

He crawled from the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He burst into tears for a moment and shouted angrily:

"Arsana... Your father will know all this, and as for the rest of you, I swear you will go to the gallows!"

But if there are too many threats, it will not work. Fang Zhu ordered the Paparal people: "Aim at his throat."

Parker understood the magic crossbow and inserted it to the ground, automatically unfolding it into a crossbow. He manipulated the crossbow and aimed at the other party.

Wat Shiqiu was so scared that he was shocked, his voice stopped abruptly, and he quickly gestured with a pair of short hands: "No, no, don't do it, everyone, this is just a misunderstanding..."

The Paparals spat on the ground, do you want to have any intentions for Aina like this garbage?

Fang Rong did not answer, but said to the elf princess beside her: "Your Highness, for such a person, it is useless to use the rules he is familiar with to deal with. He knows the rules better than you, and is confident, even if your father has no deterrence to him."

"Sometimes, more direct and effective means are more useful."

Lian Quia Alsana looked at the scene with some relief, then nodded seriously, "I've been taught, Mr. Ed."

"Tell me," the Paparals had already spoken to the other party, "What conspiracy is there behind you?"

He said, patting the magician crossbow. "Be careful, maybe my hand will shake, and there will be no one of your arms or legs. Let you see the power of the Nightingale King."

Wat Shiqiu was not in the mood to consider why the Nightingale King used the skills of the Crossbow Shooter. He quickly explained: "No, it's not me, this is a misunderstanding. I just helped them take away the tree heart. It's them. They want to deal with Ninimel--"

He was about to speak when suddenly a gem in his arms rolled down.

The purple spodumene bounced onto the metal grid as if it had life, and then lit up and flew up and floated in mid-air.

Then, a voice came out from it:

"I'm afraid everyone misunderstood one thing, there is no conspiracy here,"

The elf princess couldn't help but be slightly stunned. She looked around first, and finally her eyes were fixed on the floating crystal of light in front of Wat Stone Hill.

Fang Yu immediately realized that the essence was a communication crystal. Now that the communication between the two worlds was interrupted, the other party must be nearby.

But as soon as he took out the clockwork, he was warned by the voice in the crystal: "I saw your little moves, Mr. Ed, if you want this conversation to continue normally, please put down these tricks."

It seems that the other party can observe everything in the hall.

He also knows who he is.

Fang Yu immediately realized these two points, so he had to throw away the clockwork fairy in his hand. Although he wanted to send a letter to Cui Xisi outside, he thought that the other party would not give him this opportunity.

"Who are you?" he had no choice but to ask.

The voice replied: "It doesn't matter who I am, and you know that you can't get answers from me, so why bother asking these extravagant questions."

"Our time is precious. You might as well go straight to the topic and talk about your own goals. Maybe we still have room for cooperation."

May shook his head: "But we won't cooperate with the murderer."

"That's not necessarily, Miss May Frost, our purpose may be the same. You want to save the Holy Maiden, and Princess Lian Quia Alsana wants to calm the tree disaster, and so is our purpose-"

The voice replied slightly understatement.

Lian Lengbingbing asked, "What is your purpose?"

The sound was a little low and smooth, but there was no obvious feature except that:

"Didn't Mr. Wat Shiqiu tell you that our purpose is to deal with Ninemeer. At this point, our goal is consistent, and it is all to eradicate the disaster of apoptosis."

"Troubleshooting Ninimel?" Fang Zhu asked.

"Yes, the Holy White Tree Heart is just the first step, and our ultimate goal is to completely end this disaster."
To be continued...