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Through the black gauze, Colin could still see a red glow rising from the female mage's face.

At this time, he also noticed that all the blonde hair of this female mage turned white!

Moreover, the wisps of frost are condensed.

She can't control her arcane energy!

No wonder you need help.

"Of course, it's my pleasure!"

Since it was the woman's initiative, then Colin would not be hypocritical.

And he also understood that the reason for choosing himself was not because the other party suddenly fell in love with him, but because he was the highest noble in the team.

Right, class discrimination.

It is so natural in this world.

Even if the knight Bliss is powerful, and Colin can be killed with one hand.

But as long as he has no knighthood or becomes the heir to the title, then in the eyes of the real nobles, he can only be regarded as a noble reserve, and there is no real threshold for entering the ranks of nobility.

There is one sentence that can describe the awkward situation of the knights:

In the eyes of ordinary people, they are nobles, but in the eyes of nobles, they are ordinary people.

Therefore, a noble female mage would rather choose Colin than let the more familiar and trusted Bliss approach her.

Of course, it may also be because Bliss needs to lead the team and cannot be distracted...

Colin was thinking wildly, turning over and dismounting, and mounted the horse of the female mage.

There is no nephrite warm fragrance, only the bone-chilling coldness.

The little wildfire that had risen in Colin's heart was completely extinguished.

The female mage stiffly retracted into Colin's arms, as if looking for warmth and support.

Bliss took a deep look at Colin with a slightly warned look and then turned to reorganize the team and set off.

"Sorry, knight Colin, because I too often use the spells, and I'm a little weak. That's why I need to trouble you..."

"Don't say that, you are only doing this to help us out of danger. Don't worry, I will take care of you."

The team set off again.

Because the forward speed is not slow, the horseback is very bumpy.

The female mage's body was weak, and to prevent falling she almost completely relied on Colin's embrace.

"Are you okay?" Colin felt the female mage in his arms slightly trembling, and asked her, "Do you need me to slow down?"

"No, no need." The female mage gritted her teeth, "We must leave here as soon as possible."

"It is alright."

The bumps along the way, the two clung to each other tightly, unavoidably some friction...

Then Colin was embarrassed to find that the blood in his whole body had a tendency to converge to a certain part.

It seems that vampires also have that ability.

Write it down when you have time...

Fortunately, Colin was now able to control the flow of his own blood at will, and he took the initiative to spread the concentrated blood in a certain part to his body to avoid embarrassment.

"What's your name?" In order to be distracted, Colin asked nonchalantly.

The female mage hesitated, but still replied: "Vera."

But she did not say her last name.

Colin raised his brows: "The Flower of Truth?"

"You still know Elvish?" Vera's tone was a little surprised.

"Of course, this is an essential skill for an elegant nobleman." Colin babbled casually.

In fact, this was just Yimen, the butler who wanted to improve the style of the Angele family and tried to forcibly fill Colin with some knowledge.

But Colin only learned a little bit, barely considered a beginner. At this moment, it just happened that the blind cat ran into the dead mouse.

"Ainu coimas cuivie, urelin leuca miule." Another series of Elvish words came out of Vera's mouth.

Elves as the first race to learn to use arcane energy, many spells and curses must be pronounced in elven language, so this has become a language that mages must learn.

"Oh?" But the half-hearted Colin was blinded.

"Oh..." Vera was in a good mood when she caught Colin's embarrassment.

This woman!

"(Colin speak the Chinese language)"

"What?" Vera's slender eyebrows suddenly frowned. "What language did you just speak?"

"Guess." Colin triumphantly smiled.

Of course, he would not tell the other person that just now he was speaking Chinese.

"It's a bit like Quenya." Vera guessed but then shook her head again. "It's impossible."

Quenya is the exclusive language of the high elves, but it has long since disappeared from the world like the high elves.

The current elves and naga tribes are actually descendants of high elves.

Therefore, whether it is to trace the footsteps of the ancestors or to explore the ancient arcane books that for a long time no one understands, Quenya has always been the research focus of these two races and the mages.

But unfortunately, the research results of thousands of years have only pieced together the pronunciation of dozens of words.

That's why Vera felt that Colin, who couldn't even smoothly speak Elvish, could not speak Quenya.

Even though just now his pronunciation was very similar to the pronunciation of Quenya words that so far have been cracked.

"What kind of language is Quenya?" Colin really heard this term for the first time.

Vera secretly said - sure enough.

"It used to be a special language of the high elves, but it has long since been lost."

"Oh." Colin replied casually, and then curiously asked, "How exactly did the high elves disappear? Has your Mage Council researched anything?"

"No." Vera shook her head, "It's too long, and in the first place the only ancient book that records what happened is still written in Quenya..."

Colin rolled his eyes, seriously doubting the ability of these mages to decipher language.

"But..." Vera hesitated to speak.

"But what?"

"However, the Mage Council has some speculation."

"Tell me the story."

"The time when the dragon and the high elves disappeared was about 5,000 years ago, while the Lord of Radiance, the God of War, the Goddess of Destiny, the God of Storms... all of them started at about the same time spreading faith in the world.

So, there is probably some connection between the two..."

"Do you dare to speculate on the Lord of Radiance!" Colin firmly interrupted.

He must do this.

Although he felt that Vera's guess was somewhat reasonable, and he had little awe of the so-called gods, as a knight, he had to stand firm.

This is his "personal design".

Otherwise, he will be rejected by the entire aristocracy.

Vera obviously felt a little stupid, and she even discussed this issue with a fanatical knight.

She sighed and seemed to lose her interest in the conversation.

Colin also stopped talking, pretending to be "offended".

Over time, Colin found that the body in his arms gradually warmed up.

Obviously, the female mage is gradually recovering from her bad condition.

However, in this way, the physical friction between the two has become more charming.

Colin must work harder to control his blood to not gather it where it shouldn't...

Even so, the faint scent of roses continued to penetrate into his nose, stirring his restless heart.

Finally, when the sky was getting dark and the team stopped to rest, Colin was relieved to leave the horseback.

But at the same time, he felt a little bit reluctant.

"Thank you for today, knight Colin."

"You're welcome." Colin bowed and saluted, and after a few steps, he turned around and asked, "By the way, what did you mean by that statement in Elvish language?"

Vera for a moment hesitated: "Believe in the truth, not a lie."

"Understood." Colin nodded with a smile, turned, and left.

Vera lied.

Colin just knew the last word of the Elvish phrase.

However, Colin didn't reveal Vera, because he knew that the other party also lied to take care of his mood.

The last Elvish word means not a lie, but a god.

Therefore, the true meaning of the Elvish phrase Vera said should be:

Believe in the truth, not the gods.

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