The two maids were busy, with rustling dresses, and various tableware were arranged on the table.

The leader of the harpist, Storm Silver Hand gracefully used his thumb and index finger to create a ball of flame, lit the candle on the candlestick.

Sandy, a drow girl sitting next to Brian, leaned her chin, tilted her head, stared at him with a smile in her azure blue eyes.

Brian's attention fell on a magical quiver the size of Sandy's slender waist.

Based on his keen sensing ability to magic, he judged with his naked eyes that this was a legendary magic quiver.

He kept this in mind and prepared to ask her for the specific reason after dinner.

In his impression, Santira was a wizard, and this profession had never changed until he met her in the Deep Water City of the Game World.

However, the girl nowadays can be seen from the equipment and behavior she carries, and she is actually a part-time job as a Ranger.

Brian vaguely remembered that Santira left the ancient city of Orence during the rebellion of the demon lords in the dark area, and had never received the Qingming of Chirashar Rose and the Spider God Queen Rose.

Now, under his influence, there have been significant changes.

Not only did she leave the dark area early, but she also awakened some of her abilities in her previous life, allowing her strength to reach the legendary realm in advance.

The speed of this level is faster than riding on a rocket, making it beyond the reach of Brian, who has an upgraded system.

Dinner takes place in silence.

Santila reached out to get all kinds of food without hesitation, and it was very frequent. Before the owner could speak, she took the glass bottle containing red wine, poured wine for herself, and filled Brian beside her.

The harpist leader sitting opposite her seemed to be more regular in eating and drinking, and she was still very restrained.

But Brian's keen perception could vaguely feel that the eyes of the chosen magic goddess were locked on him from beginning to end.

This kind of gaze is very strange, both like scrutiny and observing, and also with an inexplicable feeling. The difference between Santila's eyes is not an ordinary big deal.

In this case, while stuttering in small stutters, he devoted most of his energy to placing dishes, knives and napkins symmetrically.

After suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, he found that the placement of these things was still not neat enough, which slightly damaged his sense of order and aesthetics.

Of course, he was also very restrained in drinking, and looked like a nobleman who mastered perfect etiquette.

This is why he doesn't like to attend banquets or be a guest.

He is an unrestrained person. Although he has learned a lot of aristocratic etiquette since childhood because of his special identity, he has only a handful of places that can be used.

At this moment, as a guest in the Mist Valley, his identity as the Duke of Cormier represents the face of the entire kingdom.

No matter how many disasters Cormier has encountered, no one dares to deny that this kingdom is one of the few strong and kind countries on the mainland.

So, in this case, although there were only the harpist leader and Santila, who didn't know much about the rules, he meticulously completed the etiquette he deserved.

The golden and red candles swayed continuously, and the raindrops jingled on the stained window glass.

"Ms. Storm." Brian took the lead in breaking the silence, and used a fork to find the meat with moderate weight in the dining plate.

"What do you think about the action of the City of Ghosts? Our Regent Queen sent me to understand your point of view. Of course, I am very interested. I hope that the Valley, Cormanso and Cormier have a consistent position in this disaster. If we take action, we also want everyone to act consistently. So, what advice do you have?"

As a time traveler, he knew very well at this moment that the next target of the Ghost City is definitely the Tiffanton City of Cormier.

Although the Shar Church hidden in Tivanton has been pulled out in advance with his help, this does not mean that there will be no people from the second and third Shar Church.

Moreover, the Misty Valley is adjacent to Tivanton. If the Misty Valley is occupied by the ghost man, the next one who suffers is undoubtedly Tivanton.

"In this matter, Cormier's Duke of the National Guardian was the only one who was in charge of me." Ms. Storm put down the knife and fork in her hand and showed a soft smile, "I am really flattered."

"If Ms. Storm has any good opinions, I will naturally listen." Brian nodded calmly and expressed his gratitude to the Drow girl who gave her food. "Because I hope everyone can express their ideas in advance for easy reference and decision-making, so I want to hear your opinions."

If we pursue it seriously, Cormier's military strength is undoubtedly the most powerful among the three forces, and what we lack is the powerful legendary professional.

"I will be honest with you, the young Duke of Protecting the Country." A trace of worry appeared on Ms. Storm's beautiful face, and she said truthfully:

"I am worried about how to deal with the attack in the Ghost City. You have also seen that just refugees infected with the death plague have already made me anxious and helpless. So, I decided to listen to your opinions first. What do you think?"

"Is this more important, Teacher Storm." Santira put down her wine glass and continued: "In the current situation, it must be the safest way to listen to Brian's opinion. Not only did he crush the plan of the Ghost City to invade Cormier, he also led the temporary integrated army to defeat the orcs in the Storm Horn Mountains. He was simply the most perfect commander in my mind..."

Brian coughed dryly, interrupting the praise of the little fan around him.

"I have a good idea here." He met the expectant look of the lady opposite and said, "But I want to learn more about the current situation first."

As the leader of the Harpist Alliance, she definitely has a lot of detailed information about the enemy.

"It's my duty, sir." The leader of the harpist smiled and told him: "First tell you about the Kingdom of Sambiya."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "With the destruction of the capital Odulin, the king was assassinated by the Shadow Guards Assassin. In order to deal with the growing threat of civil war in various parts of Sambia, in the city of Sergonte, Mirabeta, the female commander of the parliament, formed a military alliance with the ghost city. The army of Sergonte, west of Sergonte, broke the walls of Sergonte with the support of the green dragon von Denihalan and the summoned water element army, but Sergonte's army was helped by two ghost princes and the floating city Sakros that appeared in time, defeated this army. The Green Dragon was defeated and killed, and all the water elements summoned by the army were destroyed and captured."

"In other words, after this battle, the female commander Mirabeta, with the help of the ghost city, completely stabilized the situation in Sambiya." Brian frowned slightly and said.

"That's true." Storm said helplessly, "The female commander who is aligned with the Ghost City is pouring the whole country into supporting the improvement of the floating city Sachros."

"What important news is there in Cormanso's elves?" Brian continued to ask.

"Slinsi has returned to Cormanso. She found the defeated Elf Expeditionary Force and delivered the Blade of Ruling to Ilseyvili, the commander of the Expeditionary Force. "The Blade of Ruling was accepted and won the title of Crown. She vowed to regain Mis Zorno. Queen Amlarion from Yongju Island came to Cormanso to add reinforcements to her, congratulate the new Crown, and also brought a seed of the magical soul tree as a gift to her."

Upon hearing this news, Brian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Silinxi is also a voter of the Magic Goddess. It is still the legendary wizard with the highest magic attainments to date. Under the leadership of Silinxi, it is only a matter of time before the Elf Expeditionary Force eliminates the army led by the Santalin Society and the Dark Elves.

In this way, he would not have to worry about other forces intervening and could deal with Yinhun City with peace of mind.

"How many helpers and reinforcements do you have here?" Brian asked the most concerned question at the moment.

"Silver Moon City sends a silver-suited knights, and the ranger from the Northland and the Silver Moon Walker of the Goddess of the Moon are also on the way." Storm looked at Brian, weighed it for a moment, and finally said it, "Xinbu will also arrive in these days."

Upon hearing this, Brian finally calmly let go of his heart.

Because these messages are not so different from the original timeline that they are irreversible.

In this way, he can try to implement the plan to deal with the ghost city.

"I thought of a way to make the floating city of Sachros crash." He pondered for a moment and expressed his thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Santila and the harpist leader looked at him in disbelief.

"There are four ghost princes guarding the city of Sachros, namely Revalan, Yada, Matik and Ramolek." Storm couldn't help but look at Brian with concern, "As far as I know, two ghost towers have successfully moved to Sachros. Are you really sure?"

"Yes, but not sure." Brian shook his head slightly and said to her truthfully in a calm tone:

"However, I think this plan is worth trying, and it is also the fastest known way to solve the threat of the Ghost City. Otherwise, the army of the Valley and Cormier alone would not be able to resist the counterattack of the Sambian coalition and the Ghost Mage. Moreover, when I arrived at the Valley Valley, I had seen more and more Sambians infected with the death plague in the valley. If this continues, even if the people of Ghost City do not attack in large quantities, you will be exhausted alive. Are I wrong about what I said?"

"You are not wrong, young wizard." Storm sighed helplessly and smiled softly at him. "Can you tell me about how to destroy Sachroth? If there is a chance, we will fully support your actions."

"Of course I will tell you my plan." Seeing the other party nodding and agreeing, Brian was not surprised, and he reminded:

"However, I think you should understand another purpose of my coming here, so before I speak out this plan, I want to use the energy of Silver Fire to let my strength enter the legendary field. Only in this way can the next plan be carried out more perfectly."

Silver Fire is a supernatural ability unique to the chosen people of the Magic Goddess, representing the essence of the Magic Net.

In addition to many characteristics such as underwater breathing, immune spells, and maintaining body functions, it can also remove all anti-magic power fields within the range and repair dead magic areas, as well as create power similar to advanced magical release effects.

The Magic Goddess claimed that the energy of Silver Fire can help him perfectly integrate Aurora and Aurora fountains, so that his legendary field can be further improved.

"I have received the goddess' oracle, and I will naturally do my best to help you." The Storm stared at Brian's face, and a fleeting blush appeared on his face unconsciously.

"I'll go back and prepare, go to your room later and fulfill my promise." After saying this, she gently lifted her skirt and stood up and left the restaurant, leaving Brian and Santira behind.

"Go out for a walk?" Seeing the harpist's leader leave, Brian looked at the Drow girl beside him.

Santila returned with a pleasant smile, held his arm and left the room together.

The Misty Valley is a vast valley with rolling hills filled with many small settlements. Except for the early morning and evening, fog will rise from the river and cover the entire valley.

Through the faint mist, you can see that the sky at night seems to be covered with thick ink, with only a few stars scattered into it.

"I don't know why. I often dream of a longbow surrounded by stars while sleeping." Santira sat on the eaves and leaned in Brian's arms. "I could clearly feel that the bow seemed to be hidden in Mis Zorno, so I came to the Valley of Mist."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "The longbow surrounded by stars?" Brian showed a puzzled look.

In his impression, he had never heard of such equipment.

At this moment, he had confirmed that Santira was the reincarnation of the dark girl Elisetra.

But the dark girl's weapon is a long sword, not a long bow.

Could it be...

Recalling the reason for Elisetra's depravity, Brian suddenly realized the reason.

It is said that Elise's bow technique is far superior to that of sword technique. The main reason why she is unwilling to use it is that she almost shot her father, the elf master, Corilon Larisian, under the trick of Spider Queen Rose.

Therefore, she sealed her weapons and made an oath to never use long-range weapons.

Brian guessed that it was very likely that her rebirth was hers, which meant that Elisetra, who had been dead in the past, naturally dissipated with the wind, so the reincarnated dark girl began to pay attention to her bow and arrow skills.

"Okay, Brian, I won't talk to you anymore." Santila got up, and her crisp voice planned his meditation.

Brian then stood up and was about to reply. The girl drow suddenly hugged his neck, tapped him gently on the cheek, then leaned into his ear, and whispered, "Brian, when I go back and take a shower, I will go to the room to find you."

After saying that, the drow girl disappeared into the night like a cheerful little crow.

Brian laughed and watched the other party leave.

He naturally understood the true meaning of the other party's last sentence, and he had no reason to refuse such a good thing of relaxation.

Then he jumped off the eaves and walked towards the room that the Misty Valley Knight prepared for him.

In the room, Brian sat at a desk, holding a quill and drew a topographic map of the floating city of Sachros on a sheepskin scroll.

The leader of the harpist, Storm Silverman, stood quietly beside him, waiting patiently.

"This is the detailed map of Sachroth." He handed the sheepskin scroll to the storm and looked at the candle that was about to burn to the end. "Let's just stop here today. As for how to implement the next plan, I will explain in detail when all your reinforcements arrive, and arrange tasks for them separately."

"Okay." Storm lowered his head and saluted, preparing to leave, slowed down again without realizing it. Then, a hint of blush appeared on her face and she quietly closed the door.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Brian thought of moving, but looked up and found that the other party was still staying at the door, "Is there anything else?"

"Bryan..." The Storm hesitated for a moment, "You are not curious about how Silver Fire's energy can help you."

After saying this, her pretty face, which was a mature and charming woman, became more rosy, and her nose was slightly opened due to excitement.

"That's right." Brian nodded, put down the quill in his hand, raised his cup and drank a sip of water.

He originally planned to let the other party use the energy of silver fire to help him, but who would have thought that the harpist leader said that he was not ready and would need to proceed tomorrow.

Thinking that the people who came to the Misty Valley to support would not arrive for two or three days, he didn't say much.

"Actually it's very simple. As long as you are willing to accept my service, she pointed, and the silver-white light emitted by the silver fire filled the entire room, illuminating her blushed face clearly.

It is so charming and charming.

"puff!"

Hearing this sentence, Brian almost sprayed out the water from his mouth, "Well, why do you have to do this? Is there no other way?"

At this moment, if he still understood what was going on, he would have lived for so long.

"I..." Feng Storm opened his mouth but couldn't answer.

Brian looked at the storm standing there slightly hesitantly, and smiled indifferently and said, "Since there is no other way, that's all."

The voters of the Magic Goddess and the Seven Sisters of the North, they are outstanding in their abilities, and they are all better than ordinary people from their appearance to their bodies.

If it is placed in modern society, it will inevitably be the focus of attention, a regular visitor to certain action movies and an enlightenment teacher for passionate young people.

So, if you don’t have to waste your feelings, you don’t have to be responsible for holding your pants, you just take the initiative to deliver the things you say to your mouth. What should you hesitate about?

Moreover, this also concerns whether he can successfully advance to the legendary field.

Hearing Brian nodding and agreeing, the storm beside him breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled charmingly and looked at him with interest.

"…Why do you look very reluctant?"

She said as she slowly approached.

Being looked at unscrupulously made Brian suddenly feel fur all over his body, and he felt like he was a frog staring at by a snake.

This made him subconsciously wonder whether the other party did it on purpose.

Then, Brian saw the tall and toned harpist alliance leader, a beautiful woman like a mature secretary, and began to unbutton her clothes with a charming smile.

"So, please let me on behalf of my sisters, thank you for your honesty and help to us next."

There was no room for concession, and the Storm stared at Brian seriously, but for some reason, without knowing why, without realizing it, he grabbed Brian's wrist and slowly pulled his palm to a slightly open place.

Brian's hand suddenly shrank back as if it was electric.

Seeing the other party so proactive and active, he was really shocked. It is hard to imagine that this is a gentle and kind harpist leader who is highly respected in the world.

Although he sometimes jokes in his heart that the voters of the Magic Goddess have loose belts, he says that they are like lustful men. When they see the person they like, they will find ways to take them back to the room and then relax happily all night.

But this kind of thing really happened to him, but he suddenly became a little overwhelmed. He was even unable to maintain his calmness and calmness that he had always maintained in the past.

It made him secretly wonder if he had been hit by some charming spell, but his clear brain told him that there was no problem at all.

This made him seriously doubt whether these voters were born with charming characteristics, or their own charm attributes were ridiculously high.

At this moment, Brian could only silently recite in his heart that he would not be white or white. He would also be white or white. He should think that he would spend money to relax his body and enjoy it.

At this moment, Brian suddenly thought that Santilla would come to do the same thing later. If she was hit by her, wouldn't that be...

Brian subconsciously looked at the storm's eyes, and he saw lightning surge out of her eyes and reaching his eyes.

The silver fire floating in the air, the white flames emitted suddenly burned violently beside him, as if to turn him into ashes.

Flashes of pain like a sharp sword piercing across the body.

Brian wanted to tremble in pain, but he found that he could no longer breathe, and was torn and pulled by the rising flame...

In this case, he could only sacrifice his own Aurora Fire and resist this pain with difficulty.
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