Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

At this moment, the elf also noticed Anvis's gaze and his half-smile expression, and his body froze slightly.

The next moment, he tried his best to appear as if nothing had happened, and said a few words to the girl in front of him.

Then, under Anweis' gaze, the girl gave him a curious look, and then walked over with the last dragon descendant, holding the corner of her skirt with both hands, slightly bent her knees, and saluted him gracefully.

"Hello, young lord, Paola Kuroba greets you—"

"His Royal Highness Princess of the Black Feather Kingdom? Hello, I am Anvis, Anvis Olivendi."

Anweis also saluted, while feeling a little surprised.

The last dragonborn can influence her actions, which means that the other party probably didn't come in disguised as a servant, but was brought in by her.

"It turned out to be you. I heard your name mentioned by people around me. You are the most outstanding descendant of the Grand Duke of Karras!"

The big green eyes blinked, and Princess Paola showed the innocent expression unique to girls, and said the compliment in a very natural tone.

"Unfortunately, my father's most outstanding descendant is not me, but my younger sister. Many people know that her talent is much better than mine."

But Anvis shook his head and did not accept the title.

"Oh, that, if you can refuse my compliment without hesitation, you must have a good relationship with her."

Seeing this, Paola maintained a sweet smile and tried to change her words.

"Indeed, but she was taken away by the evil federal organization [Leave in the Pupil], and her whereabouts are still unknown."

Anweisi looked strange. Although Fiona had been rescued, the news was currently limited to the ninth rank of the two families, and the outside world was still in a state of rumors.

"You are really straightforward...haha."

The smile was a little stiff, the little princess tried hard to resist the desire to roll her eyes, and tried her best to maintain her demeanor.

"Then, Your Royal Highness, I wonder what you can do with me?"

However, after teasing her a little, Anweis stopped teasing her.

The strength of this princess is only at the fifth level, and the guard is only at the peak level of the seventh level. It is only because of the last generation of dragon descendants that he has some attention.

"No, it's nothing, I just heard from my entourage that I saw your figure, so I want to come to meet you and satisfy my little curiosity about you."

Saying that, Princess Paola couldn't help but secretly glanced at the last dragonborn who made her a little embarrassed.

Seeing the prompt of [Paola's Character Favorability -5] popped up on the panel, the elf wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Then, Paola won't bother Your Excellency to watch the meeting."

Finally, she saluted slightly to Anweis, and she was about to leave with the last dragon descendant.

"Wait a minute, Your Highness Paola, may I ask about the origin of this entourage of yours? I seem to feel that he looks familiar."

But at this time, Anweis suddenly asked her to keep her.

"You mean Svery? He was... I met on an outing. He was caught by a group of bandits. I asked my guards to save him. Then, in order to repay my life-saving grace, he Volunteer to follow me at my side."

"So that's the case. I should have misidentified the elves. I'm sorry."

After listening to Paola's description, Anvis looked at the last dragonborn with a strange gaze, which made the elf's eyelids twitch.

Good guy, other people's plots are heroes saving the beauty,

How come it's the other way around here?

Deliberately emphasizing the word 'recognize the wrong elves', Anweiss no longer wanted to keep him, and watched Paola walk away with the last dragon descendant.

But when he was about to continue watching the meeting, his heart jumped suddenly. Turning back suddenly, his eyes once again focused on the girl's back.

Something that would have a huge impact on her fate was about to happen to her, and it had something to do with him!

Seeing them drifting away, they seemed to be planning to temporarily leave the viewing area and go to the rest area. Anweisi's eyes flickered slightly, and then he immediately decided to follow him quietly.

But at this moment, a sentence from the venue attracted his attention again.

"Then, next, we should discuss the handling of [Circle of Truth]. The existence of this special organization is a threat to all of us."

This voice came from the Federal Speaker Lorraine XV. As he mentioned this topic, other people immediately responded widely.

As a "civilian resistance organization", the Circle of Truth not only has a mysterious leader of the ninth-level limit, but also has the terrifying power to forcibly kill the Federal Speaker and expel Maelim in a very short period of time.

The most important thing is that the prophecy is almost completely ineffective for this organization. No one knows the identity of the core members of this organization, which makes the other party like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, and it does not know when it will reveal its deadly fangs.

Facing this kind of organization like the sword of Damocles, almost everyone present felt insecure. The other party can even kill the speaker if they say so, so wouldn't they be more dangerous.

Now, when the Federal Speaker brought it up on his own initiative, they all immediately supported the vigorous implementation of the extermination operation, which made Anweis' complexion change for a while.

But when he came back to his senses, he realized that the figure of Princess Paola had disappeared outside the viewing area, so he hurriedly left the avatar here to continue watching the meeting, while he quickly chased outside.

But when he chased out of the viewing area, he found that Princess Paola and the last dragon descendant had disappeared at this moment.

A little wary of this abnormal situation, Anweis walked towards a door on the side of the waiting area following his deep feeling.

It wasn't an exit, but a sort of utility room, where some spare furniture and the like would be piled up, waiting to be replaced in case the outside furnishings were damaged.

But when Anweis's hand just touched the gold-plated doorknob, a severe crisis warning struck like an electric shock, stimulating every nerve of him like a cold steel knife.

Anweisi's hand movements stopped suddenly, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead in an instant.

Can't open can't open can't open! Absolutely not open!

The spiritual sense was frantically warning, as if there was some kind of great terror waiting for him behind that door. Under this kind of stimulation, the old secret scriptures at the waist also instinctively emit a faint dark green fluorescence, as if feeling some kind of threat.

How could this be? What about Paola and the Last Dragonborn?

Slowly, he let go of the handle of the goal kick, and Anweisi slowly backed away until the sense of crisis weakened again.

Without further hesitation, Anweis directly took out a black crystal ball, which he used for daily contact with the last generation of dragonborn, but it could also be used to directly locate the specific position of another crystal ball.

Pressing on the crystal ball with one hand, Anvis launched a retrospective spell. A white glowing line appeared in Anvis' line of sight, one end was connected to the crystal ball, and the other end extended straight to the distant door.

What the hell are they doing in there?

Seeing this kind of result, while Anweis was puzzled, he couldn't help but create a clone again, planning to venture in and have a look.

Before the clone entered the exploration, Anweis himself quickly returned to the viewing area and stayed with the leaders of the three empires.

This place can now be regarded as the place with the highest security level in the entire continent. If there are still problems here, then he has nothing to do.

But before Anvis had time to let the avatar enter the exploration, a shocking change happened suddenly.

A huge explosion of magic power erupted behind that door, directly annihilating the waiting area and Anvis' clone completely, and the terrifying fluctuation of rule power alarmed everyone in the venue.

The next moment, the magical image in the waiting area that had been turned into ruins was quickly projected into the venue by the caster in charge of security.

In the midst of the charred ruins of rubble, a huge figure in a yellow robe with ragged clothes floated in mid-air. That incomparably powerful and strange power could even directly affect everyone present through the video screen.

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