The roadside skirmishes were not further expanded due to the timely stopping of Dada Lyon.

The guests and guests at the dinner were having fun. Facing Lehart VII, the ruler of the most powerful empire in the human world, Paint still showed corresponding politeness. He held a wine glass to deal with the dukes and princes of the empire, but his thoughts were no longer here.

Rob, although he had been trying to drive the name out of his head, it was always haunted.

Paint shook his head and tried his best to cheer himself up, but found that a little royal princess appeared in front of him at some point. The latter stood there with her diary holding her, looking timid. According to the princess who was with her side, this was Princess Carmela, the most beloved by Lehart VII. She had been autistic since she was a child and hardly communicated with people other than her parents, brothers and sisters. No one expected that this time she would muster up the courage to come to the distinguished guest.

For this reason, Paint's mood improved a lot. The face that always raised high also showed a smile for the first time. However, the next moment, Princess Carmela's words made his smile froze on his face.

"You...you are the new guardian saint of the human race. You must have known the guardian saint of the human race. Can you help me hand over this diary to him?" the girl blushed and stuttered.

She had heard several brothers since she was a child, especially the third brother, telling many stories about Rob. Of course, most of them were made up by Williams, in order to prove that she had a strong relationship with someone, but in fact, Robkey was still living a tragic life imprisoned on the tower at that time.

However, the speaker has no intention, and the listener has his intention.

There are few other people in the girl's world, except for her own relatives, there is only Rob, a vague shadow. Under Williams' continuous strengthening, this shadow gradually becomes the embodiment of justice in her heart, but as she grows up little by little, she is entrusted with something else.

Therefore, when the girl handed over her diary, her hands were trembling slightly and her neck was blushing, but she probably wouldn't have thought that someone's face was even more exaggerated than her.

The moment he heard the annoying name, Paint's face suddenly fell down. If the princess next to him had not seen the situation was wrong and quickly pulled Princess Carmela back, Paint would have almost thought that this matter was led by Lehart VII and deliberately made him unable to come to Taiwan to expel his power.

If it were someone else, Paint would probably even have the intention to kill people, but he would beat and scold a little girl with autism at this moment. He stood there and his face changed a few times. He snorted coldly, and turned around and left the dinner without saying anything. He did not return to the residence arranged by Lehart VII for the mission, but walked out of the palace. The guard behind him wanted to follow and protect him, but he lost his figure after a few steps.

Paint had a calm face and walked into a small tavern with no signs in the east of the city. After seeing him, the maid at the door took him directly to a private room on the second floor.

There, a male nobleman with a gloomy eyes sat in the shadow, turned his goblet in his hand, and saw Paint slamming the door and raising his head, saying slowly, "What's wrong with my crown, who has made you angry?"

Paint closed the door behind him with a cold expression, "We agreed to help me find that damn guy and let me deal with him. More than a year has passed, why is there no news yet? Is your Matthews family OK?"

The male nobles of the Matthews family put down the wine glass, "Don't let the eyes blinded by jealousy. Whether you like him or not, you must admit that he is a very powerful opponent."

"Once it was," Paint emphasized, "Now he is just a mouse hiding from all over the world. I am the hope of the human race."

"No one doubts this. Our Matthews family is willing to establish a long-term and stable cooperative relationship with you..." The male nobles of the Matthews family tapped their fingers on the wine glass, "On our common enemy..."

"He is your enemy, but not mine, just a stepping stone on my way forward." Paint raised his chin and said proudly, "As long as he defeats him, you will not be fools, and I will be his substitute."

The male nobles of the Matthews family shrugged, "It is extremely gratifying to see you maintain high morale, but our Matthews family has never disappointed allies."

The man pulled all the wine on the table to the side, took out a map and spread it out.

"I know there are many people who speculate that they have left the human world and go to the elves or dwarves to escape pursuit, but if you think about it carefully, you will know that there are many loopholes in this statement. After all, he was the patron saint of the human race. The dwarves and elves are more vigilant than welcome. Moreover, in an environment where all foreign races are, they will also look more eye-catching, so the best choice is to stay in the human world."

The male noble of the Matthews family paused and then said, "The family once collected a very magical functional magic weapon. It is a compass. As long as the person's name pointer is engraved on the back, it will point to his direction. Once the holder is not more than ten miles away from him, the pointer will tremble. The closer it is to the target pointer, the more it trembles. But unfortunately, this magic weapon was destroyed in the dungeon. In order to repair the magic weapon, the family sent people to Guderis with broken pieces, and found the best magic weapon repair master Gagarin there, but was attacked by unknown forces and wiped out all the troops. Now it seems that the one who took the action is Rob himself, but he just doesn't know how he discovered it at that time..."

Paint was not interested in these analytical processes and waved impatiently, "Talk about the key points, where is he now?"

The male noble smiled, "The thing was destroyed by him, but fortunately the person is still there. Since Master Gagarin has repaired the magic weapon, he still remembers the internal structure. However, the magic weapon itself is unique, and it is not easy to imitate it. Later, we invited some other experts who made magic weapons. It took two years to barely make a cut version, and now we have successfully reduced the positioning here."

The man pointed his finger to a place called Niaks on the map.

"Northern?" Paint's expression was a little surprised.

"I can fully understand your surprise, but think about it carefully, isn't the best choice for the North? Just under the eyes of the Holy Alliance, it's the girl's hometown. Normally, it's impossible to go back there, but the most dangerous place is the safest place," said the male nobleman. "Just when we were looking for them all over the world, no one thought that they would stay quietly in the North. As long as we were given another month, no, half a month, we could find him."
Chapter completed!