"Draguer? Draguer? How are you?"

Ella shouted several times in Draguer's ear with concern. Draguer raised his head slightly, but he had no strength to answer Ella.

The guards advanced in a daunting silence. The square formation facing Draguè was steadily advanced to Draguè, and smashed the shield heavily to the ground, erecting a row of shield walls. The square formation on both wings then surrounded Draguè, surrounding Draguè like an iron barrel. They stared at Draguè closely behind the shield. Before the order of the attack was issued, they did not make any unnecessary movements or make any unnecessary sounds, just like a machine without emotion, executing the command of the chief.

Ella knew that they would never escape from here today. Whenever this happened, she would increase her courage. She wiped the dust on her face, tidied up her clothes, and then blocked Draguère.

With the appearance of Ella, the military formation as strong as a mountain appeared slightly. Soon, Berengal rode his horse to the front of the formation.

Ella smiled bitterly and said, "Belengar, do you still remember me?"

Berengal frowned and looked at Ella for a while, then turned his head and ordered the Imperial Guards: "Catch this dragon and drag it to the square! Grab this girl and take it to my camp! If you find them resisting, you will be killed immediately!"

Ella raised her head and said, "Don't bother you, I can walk by myself. Is the Imperial Guard camp? I know the way too. Do you go?"

But the Imperial Guards didn't care about this. As soon as Berengal turned his back, they rushed up and suppressed Ella. They put round and round iron chains on Draguère, then rolled wood under Draguère, and finally found more than ten horses and dragged Draguère into the city gate.

As soon as the Imperial Guard returned to the city, citizens rushed up to watch Draguère. Some people also watched Aila who was taken into the city gate after Draguère, but very few. After Draguère was sent to the square, the surrounding area of ​​Aila became even more deserted. In this way, Aila was escorted into the Imperial Guard camp without much attention.

The Imperial Guard camp was exactly the same as Ella’s memory, without any change. When she thought that she was also caught by the Imperial Guard here two years ago, Ella felt a hint of destiny.

——What’s different from two years ago is that this time, Amy is not around her anymore.

Ella lowered her head, leaned against a corner of the room, and silently waited for the judgment of fate.

Not long after, Berengal came in alone. Ella slowly raised her head and looked at Berengal and said, "Constantineer's city defense is stronger than I thought. Berengal, you did a good job, I feel a little relieved."

Berengal never expected Ella to speak before him. After a while, he owed to Ella slightly: "Mr. Scipio, thank you for your praise."

"But I care a little bit," said Ella. "Why is there an extra barracks in the city? Looking at the flags, it seems to be from the navy. What's going on?"

"Olus used a handle he held to trade with Basels, forcing him to agree to the Navy to set up a barracks in the city."

"Olus is an ambitious man, not trustworthy. He camped in the city and would sooner or later in the throne of Scipio. Berengal, for the stability of the country, you must always regard him as the most dangerous enemy and firmly restrain its power."

Berengal bowed to Ella: "I remember it in my heart, Lord Scipio."

"I was outside the city and saw that most of your command were infantry. Where did the cavalry? Where did you train the iron armored cavalry that can shoot arrows and charge? "

"They are training formation. The city is too narrow, outside the city."

"That's good. Although infantry is a tradition of the Imperial Guards, you must boldly develop the cavalry. When I was in the Federation of Almany, I saw their cavalry sprinting against the city wall while training, turning the entire formation in the moment before hitting the city wall. You have to think about their training method."

"As for the order, Lord Scipio. Is there anything else to command?"

"There is one last question," Ella looked at Berengal with a smile and asked faintly, "When will I die?"

"Mr. Scipio, you are more like a king than you who cried here before." Berengal sighed and replied, "This matter needs to be decided by Basels. I will report to him later."

"My uncle may not come to see me, and he may directly order me to be executed in secret. So I have a sentence, please tell me."

Ella took a deep breath and said:

"The Island Republic has been hiding ill-fated aspirations, not only Liguria, but they even planned to annex the Seven Hills Empire and found allies from the Almani Federation. In addition, they have developed weapons similar to ocean fire, and must take this into consideration carefully when fighting at sea."

"I understand, I'll send it to Basels now. Lord Scipio, please wait here for one night."

"That's it."

Ella closed her eyes.

Berengal stood in front of Ella in military posture and continued to wait. But after a long time, Ella didn't say a word.

Berengal finally couldn't help but ask:

"Aira, you finally ran away, why did you rush over so recklessly? Before coming here, I thought you were blinded by hatred, but you were so calm... What exactly do you want to do?"

"Aira?"

The moment he heard this title, the strength piled on Ella's face was almost collapsed, and the blue eyes were filled with pain as deep as the abyss.

The apostle was trying to resurrect the Son of God, but the people of the Seven Hills Empire didn't even know what the apostle was. She finally attracted the Illyria field army, but was easily blocked by the apostle from the valley; Kurzedra died, Meli died, Mistertin refused to help her, and even Amy was still alive and dead.

Berengal said she was reckless, but what else could she do besides risking her life to rob the gun of Longineus? Who else could help her defeat Ibn Sina?

But before the tears were about to flow out, she shrank back. She had already cried enough, shouted enough, cried in front of the enemy two years ago, which would only make the enemy look down on her even more.

After suppressing the despair, grievance and anger surged up.

She was clearly running around to protect the Qiqiu Empire. She had been ousted by the Qiqiu Empire and was already the King of Sweden. For such a big thing, the Qiqiu Empire itself had no sense of the situation. Why would she be so tired?

But this is not something that can be said. This kind of venting emotions is still useless.

"Who are you?" Mistertin's words rang in her ears, "Who are you?"

Who am I? Who are we?

She asked herself one after another.

She wanted to stop Ibn Sina because she still thought she was Barcelona. Since that's the case-

"The magician of the Tianfang Empire is preparing to resurrect the Son of God, and the location is in the ancient city of Delphi. Of course, I have no way to prove this, just as I can't prove that I am the daughter of my father."

Not Meli.

Not Mistertin.

For Barcelona, ​​the so-called "we" naturally means-
Chapter completed!