Katerina pulled the curtains open, and the morning sun shone into the room from outside the glass window, leaving light grids on the floor.

When I opened the window, the fresh and cool air came in outside. Little Ella's silver bell-like laughter came from outside. The little girl didn't know that I was back and was injured. If she knew, she would definitely come to laugh at me. She was not a quiet orc girl, and she would not give up this opportunity to make fun of me.

Although the wound heals very quickly, I can only lie on the bed honestly for the time being. When I move a little, I will feel a strong sting. It is like countless steel needles strung into my muscles. I don’t even dare to laugh. The muscles on my face will involve the wounds coming out of my neck.

Katerina turned around, the sun shining through her red hair, and she was bathed in the morning light. She stared at me without saying a word. There was something shiny in her ruby ​​eyes. She seemed to be a little guilty and regretted not following me at the last time.

I lay on the bed, spread my hands and said to her, "Sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this!"

There was some blood stain on the snow-white sheets, and scabs were tied to the surface of the torn wound on his arms, and it was obvious that the body was not as painful as it was.

The leather boots made a crisp sound of "kick" on the oak floor. She sat by the bed and lifted the sheets. Seeing that there were wounds all over my body, she frowned slightly and said, "Does it still hurt?"

Seeing her long eyelashes shaking slightly, I slowly stretched out my hand and wiped a drop of crystal clear from the corner of her eyes with my thumb.

Then he smiled and said, "It's much better. You know, I've experienced more painful things when I was in the caravan. This little injury is nothing at all... And it's just an accident. I originally wanted to find some answers, but unfortunately I still have no results."

Katerina knew that I was looking for Mo Xiang to understand the mystery of my own life experience. When she heard me say 'no result', she sighed softly and said, "Don't worry about this kind of thing, there will be an answer one day."

I smiled reluctantly and said, "It's not that there is no gain at all. Let me tell you... I may have the blood of an angel. A great magician of the Mo family told me personally that only those who have the blood of an angel can detonate the power contained in the angel's wings. In that case... I might be a half-angel."

Katerina glanced at me, showing a look of unbelieving.

I sat up from the bed, looked down at the countless winding and shattered wounds on my chest that seemed to be cut by the "wind blade". I carefully uncovered a scab. I saw that tender red new flesh had grown from the wound inside, and said to Katerina: "It looks like it has recovered well."

She also came over to look at my wound, and her long fluffy hair fell on my chest, making her feel itchy.

"I'll ask for leave from the college. Should I turn down other things?" Katerina looked up and asked me, with the fragrance of rose petals on her hair.

I moved my arms slightly, lifted the quilt and raised my legs. I felt the pain was within a tolerable range, so I said to Katerina: "It doesn't matter, there should be no problem with the magic class in the morning. It's the same wherever I sit, and it's almost healing."

I jumped out of the bed, endured the pain and gently spread my hands and turned around in place, and said to Katerina: "Look at how fast I recover!"

...

Sitting on the soft leather sofa in the carriage, I looked out the window and saw that the autumn of the imperial capital was full of golden trees.

As the Harvest Festival approaches, the number of pedestrians on the streets increases significantly, and some small vendors begin to compete for the most favorable position on the streets. Lin Liang's goods are almost all prepared for this festival. The arrival of the Harvest Festival has officially opened the prelude to the winter storage of the people in the imperial capital. Although it is not as exaggerated as the people in the northern region, people in the northern region have to store food for half a year for the long winter, while people in the imperial capital only need four months. When the trade winds in the southeast of the endless sea in spring blow, the ice and snow on the earth melt, and the supplies from the southern provinces will be replenished.

After the Harvest Festival and the Adult Ceremony, the imperial capital will officially usher in winter.

After the first snowfall, the people of the imperial capital like to hide in front of the fireplace at home to roast the fire, and they don’t want to go out casually anymore.

This season, the people in the imperial capital are the most chaotic in their dress. Some young girls will wear large white and greasy breasts and walk together on the streets with a long dress of lolita, while some gentlemen will travel in leather coats with greasy smell. Some coachmen and small vendors seem to enter winter early. They will be wrapped in thick cotton coats and stand on the street without any image. Or some wandering poets and knights like to wear tight leather armor at this time and show their muscles shirtless to others. Only some magicians are still wearing old-fashioned magic robes.

A large group of young people walked on the streets singing and dancing with several musicians holding organs. They gathered on the streets and caused traffic congestion. Almost all magic caravans had to slow down and even stopped on the side of the road to avoid them. During the period around the Harvest Festival, various forms of celebrations were encouraged in the imperial capital. This parade was a more traditional way of celebration. Many pedestrians walking on the road would not help but follow and join the sing and dancing parade.

The decree issued by the Imperial City Hall clearly stipulates that at this time, the magic caravans on the street need to be avoided or detoured.

This celebration team didn't expect to appear on Yulin Street, blocking the road ahead. If you want to detour to reach the Royal Academy of Magic, you need to go a long way, so our magic caravan had to choose to avoid it and parked on the street along the traffic ahead.

For celebrations like this, in addition to a few musicians, there are usually a group of young girls who dance the best and beautiful dances, walking lightly and briskly dance steps to drive the cheerful rhythm. The dances are enthusiastic and unrestrained, with rich body language. Everyone moves forward together at the beat, which is many times better than the dances danced by the girls in El City. At El City every year, everyone will dance every year in the Harvest Festival, but those dance moves are like holding an apple basket and spinning around, with almost no other movements until they make people dizzy.

Seeing Katerina looking out the window to celebrate the parade, she looked envious. Then I realized that she had studied dance in the dance troupe. She had been staying in the military camp of the Trum stronghold in the Yero plane in recent years. At this time last year, we were wandering on the sea of ​​the Vasqi plane and missed the grand harvest festival in the imperial capital.

"Do you want to get out of the car and go dance with them?" I whispered toward the front of the parade and asked Katerina.

She shook her head, without any hesitation, and her eyes fell back to me.

"Actually you can join in the fun. The Royal Academy of Magic is ahead. You can't sit in the classroom with me and listen to magic classes. At most, you can't wait for me at the entrance of the academy at noon..."

Katerina still shook her head stubbornly, glanced at the short dagger tied to the base of her thighs, smiled faintly, her lips slightly raised. Perhaps for her at this moment, only these two daggers were all her pride.

...

A thin young man with a large backpack of magic newspapers was squeezed into the procession. He wanted to sell the magic newspapers he carried to the people around him. After all, there were many people gathered here. Even if only one out of a hundred people was willing to buy a magic newspaper, he could quickly sell these magic newspapers. Unfortunately, he miscalculated the market in front of him. People who came to participate in the celebration had no intention of buying a burdensome magic newspaper with them. Should they dance in the crowd with a magic newspaper?

Therefore, he squeezed into the crowd and walked with heavy magic on his back.

Soon he was squeezed behind by the crowds participating in the celebrations, and even if he struggled hard, it would be useless. There was a row of magic caravans that stopped on the side of the road. He was surrounded by crowds and pushed to the side of the caravan. The bag behind him hit the wall of the carriage heavily. The coachman sitting in the driver's seat turned around and looked around.

He smiled at the coachman with an apology, and the coachman looked at the beautiful girl in the front row of the team again.

He breathed a little relieved and wanted to tidy up the newspaper bag in the magic carriage. However, at this time, a white lotus-like arm stretched out from the car window. A silver-shining silver clamped between the index finger and middle finger of the hand. With a light lifting of the index finger, the silver jumped into the money bag on the young man's chest very spiritually, and made some crisp collisions with the copper plate inside.

The young man was surrounded by a stream of people and walked forward again without even asking. He couldn't stop by the carriage.

At this time, the white hand quickly pulled a roll of magic newspaper from the young man's pocket and quickly retracted it back into the car. In less than a second, the young man was swept away by the abortion without even having time to communicate...

Katerina handed me the magic newspaper that emitted the smell of ink. I slowly unfolded today's Magic Newspaper, and found that the entire page was introducing the expedition ceremony of the Amquira multi-plane yesterday.

This is the largest increase in the Imperial Capital this fall. This legion has gathered nearly 70 knights in total, including ten wealthy nobles who firmly support Crown Prince Charles. Almost all commentators boast about the reinforcements. Whether in terms of scale or the power behind the reinforcements, it indicates that this expedition was for victory.

His Royal Highness Charles Charles has been fighting in the Amcherado plane for nearly a year, and his greatest contribution has been made to reoccupy the five major mitril silver mines in the Amcherado plane and stabilize the magic mitril silver market of the Green Empire. However, the purpose of further expanding the results of the war was not achieved. Instead, the Nakma people in the Amcherado plane were dragged tightly on the Amcherado plane.

Even if the Mo Legion entered Amcherado behind him, it would only help His Highness Charlie block the enemy. If the Mo Legion had not arrived at the Amcherado plane in time, the situation of the Royal Knights was in jeopardy. The Nakma people seemed to realize the importance of the Misilan Mine and wanted to retake these Misilan Mine from the Greens.

The legions controlled by the Babington family on the Amcherado plane have almost been exhausted. On the surface, the Babington family is still dominated by the Babington family, but in fact, except for the two major Mithril mines, members of the Babington family can be rarely seen in other areas. Even the city connected to the teleportation array of San Carlos on the Amcherado plane is controlled by the commander of the Ax Legion.

The reinforcements who went to the Amcherado plane this time gathered together with the three powerful forces of the commander of the Axe Legion of the Qiyan City, the direct construction knights of the Mo family, and the Royal Construction Knights of His Royal Construction Knights of His Royal Construction Knights. It can be said that the troops sent to the Amcherado plane far exceed the battle of the Ola Valley in the Kenda plane last year. Not only the people of the imperial capital, but the entire Green Empire firmly believed that victory was just around the corner.

Therefore, the little lords who were waiting for the opportunity to make money in the imperial capital could no longer sit still. They were like sharks that smelled bloody, and began to mobilize the structured knights they had hidden before. This week, they began to spontaneously organize the Anchora multi-plane aid team, preparing to pour into the Anchora multi-plane through the teleportation array of San Carlos City to get a share of the pie on the battlefield.

In the Imperial Capital Magic Newspaper, some commentators made public these little lords like blood-sucking leeches, mocking the ugly appearance of these little lords. At the same time, they said that the power of wealthy families in many planes in Anqira should have found a balance point, and everyone's interests should be divided. At this time, no one would welcome those little lords and their organization knights.

Although the Babington family now controls the portal entering the Amcherado plane, they have actually lost control of the Amcherado plane. They are eager to muddle the water in the Amcherado plane. In addition, each Knight who wants to enter the Amcherado plane has to pay the Babington family a pass fee. Therefore, the Babington family opened the portal to the Amcherado plane to these little lords in the imperial capital.

Some comments in the magic newspapers are different, but this is the general situation in the Amchera multi-plane.

After Mo Xiang sent me home last night, he also had to rush back to the Amqira multi-faceted plane to host the battle. After all, it was time to finally divide the interests. The cake was so big, and it would not increase automatically because there were too many people. There were naturally not enough people to share. If there were too many people, there would naturally be no share. If there were some people, they would naturally be hungry and unable to eat.

Originally, it was just His Royal Highness Charlie, Commander of the Axe Legion, and the Babington family who divided the Axe Layer planes. Now, eleven noble families have been added, and young lords have continued to gather at the Axe Layer planes.

Many articles in the magic newspaper reveal sarcasm between the lines...
Chapter completed!