"but……"

"...What should I do if Questak?" After lowering his head and silent for a long time, Fang Yu raised his head and looked at Ye Hua in front of him with a burning gaze. "The Southern Alliance's plan in Istaniya is at a critical moment, and you can't intervene in this war, right?"

Ye Hua fell silent. Fang Zhu found the answer to this question between the other party's eyes.

There was no too much concealment, as if the other party had just put these two choices in front of him, that's all.

He was silent again.

Ye Hua spoke, "So, do you still want to go?"

Fang Yu pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

“My friends are still there…”

"Your friend?"

"Prince Alev is, so is His Highness the Grand Princess, and Mr. Seishel, Bishop Farris..."

"I still owe them a favor, how can I escape alone?" Fang Yu seemed to be asking Ye Hua, and he seemed to be asking himself. His voice was soft, as if he was talking to himself in the wind, "God Ye Hua, I walked away today and I will escape again in the future until I am forced to the corner and have no choice but to retreat."

He asked in a low voice: "But one day we will retreat to the corner, why do we give up our friends before that? We may be able to bring each of them, and one day we will be forced to retreat to the point where we cannot retreat, and there will always be someone who can pull us."

Ye Hua looked at Fang Yu silently, and his eyes seemed to see a phantom of the past.

Just like when he was young, standing in front of himself, questioning whether he had done everything he had done over the years to follow the ideal of the day of departure? But he quickly shook his head gently and dispelled the phantom. Every choice he made could be said to be not contrary to his original intention. Perhaps some mistakes have been made, but there is no perfection in this world?

He will also regret his mistakes, but he will never give up easily, because giving up may be the greatest betrayal - those who choose to take such a path will inevitably have to bear the expectations of others - those expectations are sometimes both praise and responsibility.

"But you always have to make a decision, Ed," his tone loosened, "You choose one side and you are destined to be unable to choose the other side. And before you choose, you are destined to be unable to know where it leads to-it may be flowers, but perhaps, thorns are spreading, or even the end of the road-"

He looked at the boy in front of him and the even childish face, and knew in his heart that what he was discussing was not actually a question of whether to escape or not.

Instead, the other party can grow a little longer and understand why he is fighting better. Naturally, it is inevitable that some regrets he had in his youth were mixed with those he admired, hoping that the other party could avoid unnecessary wrong expectations.

But Fang Zhu said softly:

"But……"

Flowers may not lead to the distance.

The thorns spread out, which may be the direction we are pursuing.

The corners of the wall will retreat again and again until we lose everything.

He said this gently—

A trace of surprise flashed through Ye Hua's eyes, but his tone was still calm: "The words can be said very well, but they may not be effective."

"It's just said," Fang Yu replied confidently: "Not only that, I will do it."

He suddenly remembered a brief conversation not long ago, and couldn't help but look up at the night sky. Is the twinkling stars there exactly Ms. Marlan's gaze?

Will the courage that does not violate his original intention guide him to the front?

Ye Hua listened silently, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled silently.

He reached out and patted the other person on the shoulder, his voice calmly: "Then let's get on the boat."

Fang Yu raised his head and looked at the King of Rangers in a little surprised. Did he hear something wrong and get on the boat? We?

He opened his mouth: "But, God Ye Hua, the Southern Alliance..."

"I am me," Ye Hua carried the longbow on his back, "The Southern Alliance is the Southern Alliance."

He looked forward, his eyes calmed down. "If the alliance could not tell this, I would let them know--"

Fang Yu was a little nervous when he heard this. When could he say such domineering words?

...

Luo Yu was leaning on the mast and tidying up the cables.

When he raised his head, he happened to see the two of them walking in the direction of the ship one by one. "Look, the commander fooled another big boss," Parker helped him out, and then touched the elemental use with his elbow. "After that being said, have you noticed that the commander seems to be a little different?"

Luo Yu glanced at the other party's hand and quietly took it over to prevent the Paparals from messing up everything. He looked at that direction and seemed to feel that the other party was different from before, perhaps becoming more steady. His calm expression was rarely seen on the other party in the past.

"Is it?" Parker asked.

Luo Yu nodded silently.

"Right," Parker couldn't help but feel proud when he saw someone agreeing with him. "The leader of the group was walking with that Ranger King, and it seemed to have become shorter, haha, oh——"

"Who smashed me?"

On the mast, Pasha looked at him innocently, and hesitated:

"Par, Mr. Parker, I'm sorry, I've slipped..."

"Forget it, forget it..."

Parker looked at the poor little boy and had to admit his bad luck.

...

The bright flames were like a huge torch lit up in the sky, reflected in the eyes of everyone watching this scene.

The south of Questak was already trapped in a sea of ​​fire. The fire extended along the building, burning the earth and rocks, and igniting the wooden beams and pillars. The rising flames made a sound of peeling, and Mars and the rising hot air caused strong winds, and the fire took advantage of the wind to spread further northward.

If you look down from above, you can see the dark crowd fleeing from the area of ​​the sea of ​​fire, crying and screaming shaking the sky for a moment, and they were just the residents of Questak. They probably did not expect that the Wuwang disaster would suddenly come to their heads this night.

But this disaster is just beginning-

The thieves followed behind. After the sharp sword light flashed by, they rolled on the ground with warm blood. The women lost their husbands and their children lost their fathers in this disaster. The thieves were still smiling and pulling the women's hair to drag them out of their hiding place, screaming, whistle and the woman's crying sound, like hell on earth.

Among the fleeing crowd, there were also people going against the flow.

Princess Rupert walked out of the crowd and watched the scene from a distance.

Behind her, the palace guards were wearing heavy armor and walked out of the crowd one by one, holding war halberds in hand, and lined up on the long street.

"Where is General Elpad?"

"Just crossing Patrick Bridge..."

"Your Highness," the minister on the side hurriedly said: "The reinforcements from other directions have not arrived yet, and the enemy is numerous and we are few..."

Rupert's eyes reflected this hellish scene, almost biting his lower lip and bleeding.

She turned around and asked, "My father and brother's people are suffering. Do you want me to watch the thieves be unscrupulous?"

"Who said our reinforcements have not arrived yet?"

"I'm here-"

The eldest princess drew out the sword with her backhand, like a ray of snow, and pointed forward:

"Soldiers, I will fight side by side with you, move forward and clear the thieves of sand—"

The sound was sonorous and powerful, and echoed in the sound of peeling flames, which was enough to inspire people.

With a "wow" sound, the palace guards put down the long halberd in their hands.

Tianlan held the communication crystal in his hand and looked at this scene, and was stunned for a moment.

Before, it was probably the method used by one of the sand thieves or blind followers. The communication in the city had been completely interrupted, and they could only use the contact information provided by the system and the teams to connect with each other. The other method is the community, but both methods have limitations. The former has distance restrictions, while the latter has certain time delays.

In order to keep the princess's side in contact smoothly, the Qihai Brigade had to be dispersed and scattered into various armies.

The reason why she volunteered to come here was probably because of the sudden sense of justice and courage that suddenly emerged from her small chest, which made her think of Big Cat Man, Miss Atira, and the stupid leader, Brother Ed.

But before coming here, she had never imagined such a scene at all. For a moment, Tianlan couldn't help but feel a little bit of aggrieved. Compared with the real and cruel scene in front of her, Tianlan couldn't help but think of the small reason for her to come to this world, and the slightest grievance, in comparison with the real and cruel scene in front of her, it seemed that it was not worth mentioning at all.

Compared with the courage of His Royal Highness, his small ridiculous excuses seemed a bit petite and pretentious.

She bit her lip and couldn't help but gently hold the crystal in her hand.

The movement here finally alarmed the sand thieves in the distance.

They obviously also discovered these sudden guards.

The thieves had a look of astonishment on their faces. Obviously, they originally thought that these noble men would hide in the palace and tremble, but that was useless, because how could a mere inner city be able to block the offensive of the king of the thieves Mahazar? Unfortunately, the treasures in the palace and the rumored love princess were also destined to be unable to get involved.

However, when the sand thieves saw the princess in the crowd, they couldn't help but look surprised for a moment. They did not recognize the eldest princess, but also recognized the other party's beauty.

Many people are staring straight into this direction.

The guards, who were listed in a row, and the long halberds with the cold light flashing in their hands made the sand thieves hesitate for a while. They were more numerous, but their past experiences made them never fight with the well-trained regular army. Looking at this "heedgehog", I was a little confused about what to do.

But the guards steadily moved forward, and the sand thieves gathered together and retreated slowly. The people in trouble finally got a glimmer of opportunity and hurriedly escaped and fled behind the princess. Seeing the prey they had found escaped, the sand thieves finally became turbulent, and somebody shouted:

"Dispel them!"

The thieves finally gave up their only discipline.

They drove the sand lizards, rushed up, and hit a thick wall composed of the palace guards. As if with a loud bang, the attack arrows of the sand thieves instantly split into pieces and were scattered - as if just as the judge of the king of sand Babaltan, these mobs were not the opponents of the imperial guards at all.

But the thieves were not disciplined, but they had a bloody courage. The death of their companions not only did not make them timid, but instead aroused the fierceness of the remaining people.

After all, the sand thieves had a numerical advantage. They attacked again and again, and the formation of the palace guards finally loosened and opened a hole. Like a dam breaking, the flood rushed in. The sand thieves rushed in along the hole.

The palace guards had to retreat for the first time, but they could not stop after retreating. Princess Rupert gritted her teeth and pushed her forward, but to no avail. Soon, a few more holes were added without covering her armor. Blood flowed out and dyed her armor red. It was at this time that a loss flew over and hit the eldest princess's chest.

She groaned and leaned back. Tianlan was so scared that she 'ah' that she picked up her magic piano and plucked a note with force.
To be continued...