“That’s…”

Seeing this, Hermione and Furong didn't bother to talk more to the little boy Timmy, and directly put down their things in shock and stood up, looking into the distance of the farmland.

They saw: there, a group of knights wearing silver-white armor and blue robe were flying towards this side with flags.

The sharp-eyed three people, even Harry, had clearly seen the flags raised by those people were lion flags with gold-edged blue backgrounds and Lordaeron royal badges flags with gold-edged blue backgrounds!

So, there is no doubt that it must be Lordaeron's troops!

Moreover, the direction they are now moving is this. Obviously, the other party must have seen the smoke from cooking firewood in the yard when they were just cooking breakfast.

‘!!’

‘That’s the knights of the Silver Hand Knights, they came to our village a few days ago!!’

Timi jumped up excitedly, and without saying anything, he recognized the flags and the knights of the Knights in silver-white armor.

However,

Soon, what surprised Hermione, Harry and Fleur was that the knights did not seem to be the troops of Prince Alsace as they imagined, but knights from other kingdoms of Lordaeron? Because they could see that the troops were almost all full of cavalry, and the cavalry troops with almost one or two thousand men and seemed to be vast were obviously not comparable to those of the pitiful dozens of cavalrymen in Alsace's hands.

What surprised them even more was that the other party seemed to be rushing over with strong hostility, so before they could be happy for a long time, a large group of paladins holding warhammers or heavy swords surrounded them here, and soon surrounded the four of them in the middle of tall horses wearing heavy armor.

“Hmm?!”

"Look at what we found, three wizards and a little boy? Humph! Tell me, who are you, where are you from, and why are you here?"

"Did you do that burnt village?!"

Soon, when the knights surrounded the four people and faintly shot out the holy light that Hermione and others were familiar with from their bodies and weapons, a golden eagle shoulder armor, holding a huge warhammer in his hand, with gray-white hair and thick beard. The old knight who looked a little tired, rushed forward majestically. After glanced at Hermione, the combination of three wizards and a little boy, he shouted and asked in a thick voice without anger.

last night,

All the villagers in a village died of life, and there were a large number of burnt corpses and traces of plague left on the scene, and of course, there were also traces of wizards casting spells... So, after rushing to the village early in the morning and seeing everything, he was furious and led the Paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hands under his command for a few rounds in the wilderness, and soon followed the smoke of cooking to find the place, successfully surrounding the three suspicious little wizards in front of him.

In his opinion, the three little wizards in front of him were really too deliberate, and the little wands in their hands always made him feel that the affairs of the village not far away must have nothing to do with the other party?

“…”

Unexpectedly, the other party had such a fierce attitude. While Furong held the wand in her palm, she couldn't help but secretly swallowed.

Furong knew that because she could see directly that the aggressive knights in front of her had great hostility towards them. If they had any incorrect actions or said something wrong, they would probably attack them bravely, right?

Facing the knights in front of them, looking at the fierce and angry eyes exposed behind their cold steel armor, Furong was shocked directly, as if she was blocking her throat by something. Although she wanted to say something, she couldn't say anything in the end.

"you……"

"Hermione?"

Harry, holding the wand tightly, also took a step back involuntarily under the aura of the terrifying knights. Then he turned his head and looked at Hermione, hoping that their extremely smart and flexible companion could say something at this time.

“…”

call!

Hermione, who was also scared by the other party's aura, took a deep breath after seeing Harry's look of help, and endured the discomfort caused by the other party's aura and took a step forward.

"Please don't treat us like that, Lord Paladin, we are not your enemies!"

From the energy of the other party and the golden light made it difficult for Hermione to guess the other party's identity.

"We are actually a group of students, a group of students from Hogwarts Magic School! And the reason we came to Lordaeron was to investigate the plague incident here at the request of our teacher, an Arcane Master!"

Speaking of this, Hermione stopped and saw that the other party was not right. She seemed to have no idea of ​​the existence of him and others, so she continued to talk.

"We did burn that village, but that was after we wiped out the evil spirits!"

"We had to do that, because it was too late when we came, and most of the villagers died under the claws of the terrifying undead. After saving the little boy, we had to set fire to prevent them from being resurrected by the plague and becoming a new enemy..."

"So, Lord Paladin, there is no reason for you to be hostile to us like this!"

"Besides, you should be on the same side as us, because we are friends with Prince Arthas, you must know him, right? He presided over the offensive against the undead in Andorhal, and we were sent to investigate the intelligence of the undead!!"

After gradually calming down, Hermione patted the little Timi who was hiding behind him and seemed to be frightened by the aggressive knights in front of her, and then she explained to the old knight wearing golden armor, who looked like a general.

She had no intention of cheating on the other party, and she said everything directly.

"oh?"

"You said, are you friends of Arthas or are you ordered to come out for reconnaissance?!"

The old knight did not agree to the fact that the other party confessed that he had burned the village and saved people. However, after hearing that the other party was Alsace's friend and was ordered to come out to investigate the undead's intelligence, he couldn't help but sneer.

"Do you think I'm easy to cheat?"

"Well, wizards, I tell you who I am: I am Uther, Uther Light Messenger, the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand!"

"You guys think I'll believe your slutty lies, huh?"

"Do you know how far is this place from Andorha? If you are really from Alsace, you should be scouting near Andorha, instead of running so far and running to the near Gayron Farm!!"

Uther's voice suppressing anger slowly spit out from his mouth. At the same time, the paladins around him unconsciously took a few steps forward and narrowed the encirclement a little smaller, with the urge to accept orders at any time and directly take down the three suspicious guys in front of him.

To be honest, if the little boy behind the little witch had not subconsciously hiding behind the other party, he had a little bit of doubt, he would have ordered his knights to take action, so how could he waste time with the other party?

After all, he received information that the plagues in Tirisfalinland, Daron County and near Stantolm were getting worse and worse, and people died every moment, and Uther had more important things to do, but he didn't have much time to rush here with these suspicious guys in front of him.

"But we are really Alsace's friends!"

"Mr. Uther, we went out to reconnaissance with a group of cavalry that day and accidentally encountered a group of terrible rock giants, and then we were broken up! They were invulnerable and magic could not do anything to them, so we had to use phantoms to move and escape with the teleportation spell."

"If we hadn't been lost, we would have gone back to meet with His Highness Prince Arthas!"

"If you don't believe it, you can bring us to Prince Alsace. I think he will be happy to testify for us!"

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to believe him, Hermione hurriedly began to explain and looked at the Paladin named Uther with earnest and open eyes, indicating that everything she said just now was true.

“…”

Uther did not respond immediately, but frowned slightly and stared at the little witch who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old and the other two little wizards beside the other party.

"Feel sorry!"

"Witcher, your words cannot be confirmed... Recently, we have seen too many wizards, especially those necromancers!!"

"And I can't believe that a group of wizards who can teleport magic will get lost from Andorha and run here..."

Speaking of this, Uther stopped, saw the awkward expression of the little girl, and then continued to snort coldly:

"Do you know how far is this place from Andorhar?!"

"Well, let's not talk about this for now, wizards, since you say you are friends of Alsace, then, are there any credentials in you that can convince us?"

"If so, please bring it out?"

A group of suspicious wizards, a magic school that I had never heard of before, and was stranded near a village that had just been burned down. They said they were friends of Prince Arthas of their Kingdom of Lordaeron. How could Uther easily believe the other party without proof?

So, he is waiting now, waiting for the other party to come up with enough certificates to prove the identity of the three. No matter what it is, as long as it can prove its identity, he will give the other party the courtesy he deserves.

"this……"

Hermione looked at Harry and Furong with some embarrassment, but what she got was the innocent movement of their heads shaking...

The matter was obvious. Whether it was Hermione himself, Harry and Furong, there was no way there was any object that could indicate its identity on them.

"But!"

"Mr. Uther, we are really friends with Prince Arthas! If you don't believe it, you can send someone to Andoral to contact Prince Arthas, and he will definitely tell you the truth!"

Hermione was a little anxious and had no choice but to ask the other party to help them prove their identity. Apart from that, she seemed to have no other better way.

'that……'

‘Grandpa Knight, I am also a friend of Prince Arthas!’

At this time, the little Timmy, who had been hiding behind Hermione from the beginning, finally spoke out. He showed half of his head behind Hermione so pretty, and said timidly to Uther.

But what he didn't know was that it would be fine if he didn't say it, but when he said it, he would make Uther laugh...

"Hmph! A clumsy lie!"

"I tell you that according to the information I have received, Prince Alsace had conquered Andorhal yesterday and was no longer there!"

Speaking of this, Uther raised the hammer in his hand ruthlessly and stopped the other party from speaking because he was a little impatient.

"Witcher, since you cannot give any certificate to prove your identity, we can only arrest you first!"

"Now, hand over your...wand?"

Uther pointed to the small and unique shapes in the other party's hands, but it must be something from the wand. He waved his hand after signaling the other party to hand them over, allowing the Paladins of the Silver Hand to continue to threaten forward for a few steps.

"Please believe me, your weapons and magic will not do much to me, surrender!"

Uther waved his hand again, and several knights turned over and dismounted, and surrounded the three wizards with great momentum.

If the little boy hadn't dispelled his little concerns from the other party's behavior, maybe he would have ordered the knights to chop these unknown wizards to the ground!

You know, according to their investigation, there were many wizards in the Curse God Cult who hated the Kingdom of Lordaeron and were willing to be evil minions! He had seen many bastards, so he could not act accidentally now, especially the three people in front of him had no certificates or tokens that could prove their own identity.

“!!”

"Hermione, what should I do?"

Seeing the other party surrounding him with a fierce momentum, he started driving with a disagreement. He was a little anxious and had to look at Hermione, who was still talking to Uther, hoping that the other party could make an idea.
To be continued...