The guards patrolling the street arrived first and kicked open the hidden door. The scene in the tavern was terrible. Of course, the guards knew the identity of the elves. Since Christina was not at home, there was no second sharp ear in the capital. In fact, everyone chose to ignore Erin and his daughter and the two dark elf nuns, but three of these people were out, and the half-elf girl who stayed behind was strictly regulated by the Mage Tower and could only go out on weekends.

The tavern, called "Mermaid", is so low that it cannot afford glass ornaments. The windows are made of wooden boards, and the wine glass is the cheapest wooden product. Occasionally there are a few tin cups to recharge. The wine is also made of inferior water mixed in wooden barrels, and the broken wine bottles used as weapons by the maid are considered to be rare glass products. They can't kill anyone by relying on wooden boards and other things. Looking at the rogues moaning on the ground, the guard captain breathed a sigh of relief and instructed his subordinates to throw all the foreigners out.

The captain was an official after all, so he had the privilege of not wearing a heavy iron helmet. He took off the wide-brimmed hat on his head and waded through two sailors who could not afford to fall. The captain walked to the elves.

"Miss Ambassador, you are not injured, are you?" He bowed.

"I'm fine, thank you, sir." There was a hint of tremolo in the elf's pleasant tone. The iceberg beauty was not as calm as she showed.

Paul pulled him aside and lowered his voice.

"Master, two Indy people died." Paul was an apprentice when he was an executioner. The master was gloriously transformed into the captain of the guards of hundreds of people. His apprentice naturally rose and was no longer busy setting knots for the gallows and polishing the sword of Master William Hamilton.

Two years have passed since the Green Skin Investiture War. The little boy who could barely lift the beheading sword was tall and strong. He was wearing the breastplate of the capital guards and walking on the street was also a handsome guy who made the girls jealous.

"Where is the person?" He wanted to ask where the corpse was, but Hamilton accidentally found that the elf had been peeking here. The pointed ears looked like the black cat raised by his daughter. The ears stretched back, tense very tightly, exposing the tension in his heart.

The apprentice's head tilted into the corner. As expected, the elf ambassador's eyes immediately followed, and he knew that the pointed ears were not so long for the sake of good looks.

So the master and his apprentice, the captain and his subordinates, used eye contact. From the age of ten to now, Paul has been taking care of him for almost five years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is half a son. The apprentice nodded, and the captain walked towards the elf and made a gesture to ask her to follow him outside.

The closer a tavern is to the dock, the bloodier the fight will be, and the more likely it is to be killed. Usually, the capital guards are responsible for throwing the injured to church and carrying the dead to the city to a special corpse burial. Then the injured suspect is detained, and after a simple trial, they are either beaten out of the city with a whip or hung on the gallows.

But who is this person? The captain raised his eyelids. It was fine in the distance. It was so easy to observe the elf ambassador nearby. He was impeccable in both figure and face. Please forgive me, but the captain felt that he had to say that Miss Christina, the Knights, was obviously more feminine.

"Please be careful, Your Excellency Ambassador." The captain stood two steps ahead and stretched out his hand to support Xiyouwala.

It seemed that the ambassador was at a loss about Hamilton's flat forearms. Any lady in the Empire would support her and say thank you. However, Siyuwara looked like an ill-polite rash devil. She chose to carry the skirt and go around the place where she could still pass.

"Thank you." The maid held the captain's hand, and couldn't leave the gentleman aside.

Miss Helena Victor is twenty-three years old, and she is quite awkward. Logically speaking, she should have gotten married long ago, and her first and even the second child were born. However, the Duke's journey to recruit a son-in-law was extremely bumpy, especially after he became the great wizard in the Mage Tower, a hat of a witch could not escape. The magical blood was so terrifying that even Helena was like a fairy.

What's more, she went out with Lyon in the war to quell the rebellion of Duke Rick. The scandal about the two is still told by some unscrupulous poets as jokes. In the story, let alone chastity, she and the brave illegitimate son.

It is indeed a bit difficult for Helena to marry.

Since he couldn't get married, he simply continued to show up and engage in public office. Duke Victor was holding back his energy to push his daughter to the Eternal Forest as an ambassador. Anyway, the elves also sent a woman to come here, right? Although the examples are very rare, the empire did not explicitly stipulate that women are not allowed to take public office. After all, the "blessing" of magical bloodlines does not distinguish between men and women, and there are even more female mages, so restricting women's rights becomes a disguised targeting mages.

I remember that if Emily Carlot defeated him and became a great wizard, he would have been the most powerful woman in the empire. He did not comment on the Duke's volunteering Emperor Ying and said he needed to "consider". The road was not clear, so he had to find another way. Duke Victor told his daughter to run harder and "communicate" more with the Elf Ambassador.

Helena was trained greatly after participating in the war, so when she heard something happened to the elf ambassador, she immediately turned over and rushed from the mage tower to the accident site. Not to mention the female mage, there were not many male mages, such as Sam Willy, a fat pig who occupied her half-elf apprentice.

The group of drunkards who left the two women behind were very cowardly and had a broken mouth. The elves used witchcraft to defeat dozens of strong men were told to everyone and also spread to the ears of the mage. The mage tower has eyeliners throughout the city, always staring at whether there are any outrageous mages or some fraudster pretending to be a god and a ghost to destroy the reputation of magic.

The spellcaster was once persecuted as a group, many people lost their lives, and some escaped into the darkness, joined the demons and necromancers, and became a full antisocial anti-socialist. Now, after finally taking advantage of the Dragon War, he has returned to the mainstream society, and the Mage Tower will not allow another witch hunting craze to happen. But she is still late, and the traffic in the city determines that she cannot rush to the horse and can only run in a small step. When Helena arrives, the guards guarding the door of the tavern told her that the ambassador had already returned home.

She could have turned her head to chase the ambassador's frame, followed her to the palace, and told Miss Jinyue what to say and what not to say. But through the broken half-piece door panel, she saw a knight with a church robe on her armor. She was Sir Isaiah Thomas, the deputy leader of the church Knights, a hero of the green-skinned crusade, and a popular candidate for the next position of commander.

What did he do? Helena frowned and got off the horse, handed the reins to the uneasy guards, and walked into the store.
Chapter completed!