Fairy’s Box

It was already eleven o'clock at night when the coffin-shaped steam car arrived at the Governor's Palace.

Because of a curfew order from someone himself, the streets were empty at the moment, with only heavily armed patrols passing from time to time, and their way back to the Governor's Palace did not cause much disturbance.

After entering the city, Yale turned off the steam valve in order to avoid disturbing the people, and directly stepped on the pedals on both sides of the brake to drive forward. For ordinary people, this is an extremely brain-dead design, because ordinary people can't step on it at all.

But for him, this thing is much easier to use than steam power. After changing to human power, not only the speed is increased, the noise is greatly reduced, and the stability is also increased a lot - at least everyone can faintly see the shape now. .

Back at the Governor's Palace, the black-haired knight re-examined the restraints on the captives, and added a special set to Krissula. After ordering people to guard them day and night, they let their companions go back to rest.

When he climbed to the second floor, Charlene was already waiting for him at the end of the stairs.

In the darkness, the green-haired girl was like a ball of light, dispelling the darkness at the end of the corridor. She was wearing white silk pajamas and a soft white pointy nightcap. She was holding a soft-bright oil lamp in her hand. The light danced gently, showing the slender figure under the translucent fabric.

Charlene held the lamp, put her other arm around her chest, tilted her head, raised her small eyebrows, and looked at him with a sideways gaze - an arrogant look like I knew you were back, but was just unhappy to pick you up.

What else could Yale say, Qu finger flicked out the oil lamp, then went up to a princess hug, picked up the green-haired girl by the waist, and strode towards the bedroom.

"Big pervert, don't eat dinner when you come back, just want to eat me."

Charlene grunted angrily, but her thin white fingers slipped to the other side's chest, drawing circles lightly, provoking them intentionally or unintentionally.

"You can't have a good dinner."

The black-haired knight laughed and kissed the other party's Bai Nen face a few times, then suddenly stopped:

"Artoria is already asleep, I haven't seen my baby girl for so long, let me go and have a look first."

"Then keep your voice down, you just fell asleep."

The green-haired girl blinked, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, she suddenly broke free from his embrace, and flew around behind him like a light bird.

Yale didn't think too much about it. He pushed open the bedroom door and crept to the crib, only to find that the little guy was grinning and giggling, and the blue diamond's eyes seemed to be gurgling. When I woke up, it didn't look like I just woke up.

"Isn't this still asleep? The little guy is so energetic, has he slept all day?"

The black-haired knight picked up the little baby lion from the quilt, poked her in the face, and looked at the little guy's smirk, he couldn't help laughing.

Arturia kept giggling, and the tufts of hook-shaped blond hair on her forehead also jumped up and down. Suddenly, her two small claws grabbed the placket of Yale's clothes, and her pink mouth was shriveled. Down, suddenly indistinctly shouted:

"Baba!"

"..."

Yale was stunned for a moment, as if he had been hit by a thunderstorm in his head. His expression stiffened for two seconds before suddenly turning into an expression of ecstasy:

"My daughter can talk, and my daughter can already call her daddy!"

He was screaming with joy when suddenly he felt a warm liquid pouring down from his chest, and it spread fiercely upwards.

At this time, the black-haired knight saw Charlene covering her mouth and snickering, and immediately saw through everything:

"Charlene, you are plotting against me!"

...

The next day, news of the Governor's return spread throughout the city, and invitations and congratulatory messages from local celebrities drifted into the Council Hall like snowflakes.

Sitting in the long-awaited special seat, the black-haired knight rubbed the armrest with one hand and put his arms around Charlene's slender waist. He read the thick invitations while listening to her checking the important government affairs she handled during this time.

But his mind was fixed on a more important news - the death of the Paleid kingdoms?

Although it is not worth mentioning compared with Seris in the old land of Aurora, the countries of the Paled subcontinent have always been known for their richness and mystery. The chakra arcana of potentiality and the method of bestialization.

The resources of the entire subcontinent countries are integrated, and they can faintly compete with Rosevia. Even if the evil disaster can't help them, how can they be lost in the hands of a nomadic nomad.

And it was completely destroyed, and even the southernmost island country that was isolated from the subcontinent fell.

If it happens that the British Lord suddenly rises up, after all, it is a nomadic nomad. It is a great achievement to loot in the south. How can it suppress the power of the gods of Pallid... Mongol... Holy White Khan... What's the history?

But in any case, the sudden rise of Mongol will be an important reshuffle of the world power system.

In order to understand the process of the demise of the Paleid kingdoms, the black-haired knight pushed aside the invitation card at hand and began to read the official documents of this period, trying to find out more detailed information.

However, due to the rapid demise of the kingdoms, there are very few records in this regard. There are only letters for help from some local kings, and the statistics of the slaughter that tells of Mungor's cruel and cold-blooded blood.

Just as Yale was flipping through the papers, a letter with a golden butterfly slipped from the stack and landed on his lap. At this moment, the cover of the letterhead actually began to emit blue smoke, and the flames burst into ashes in an instant - leaving only a silver key.

"..."

The black-haired knight quickly held the key in his hand, his eyelids suddenly jumped, and he looked at Charlene, and found that the other party had an expression that he didn't see anything, and he was still talking about the recent major events to himself.

"Charlene?"

"Um?"

"Has anyone sent me a letter lately?"

"Yes, many people, I have arranged them for you and put them in the study, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, I just ask casually."

Yale lowered his head as usual, pretending to be reading the material, but holding the key tightly in his hand. Feeling the icy temperature of the metal, my thoughts drifted to Thrace in the distance as it appeared, like a gust of wind.

This key was the room key of the small building that he rented when he was still studying at the Obelisk. Except for the black-haired knight himself, only Elena had held it for a while.

Moreover, even Charlene didn't find that letter, the fluctuation of magic power is almost zero, which is also a method only available to the Supreme Witch.

...

Walking into the bathroom of the office alone, Yale closed the door, leaned his back against the door panel, and slowly opened the key in his palm. Seeing a date written on the front of the key, it was last year when he left Celtic for Uncharted. On the back, there was a detailed address, and the black-haired knight realized that this might be where Elena wanted to go.

"What do you want me to see... Elena?"

Yale scrutinized for a moment, the image of the key reflected in his pupils. For him, this was not only a memory that was hard to let go, but it might also involve the secret of the goblin lord.

What exactly did Elena get, so that the Lord of Four Seasons Flowers could be chased and killed in person, the truth of which may be worth exploring for yourself.

After weighing the pros and cons, the black-haired knight decided to take a risk and go to the address on the key to find out the truth.