"Yes, no one thought you would have reached your current power position, it would be so surprising!"

Benny lowered his eyes and stared at the faint water in the white tea bowl, reflecting an illusory and blurred face, and the memories that he once wanted to forget came to his heart again.

Destiny is fair, giving everyone the right to choose!

And fate is ruthless, and the path it gives is always different. Some people take the right way out and reach the sky in one step; some people are lost and trapped in the same place.

"Strength is the foundation of everything, and I have been trapped in the great magician over the years, and I have never seen the dawn of the peak realm. Maybe this is the punishment for me."

Although the blood of the forest elves gave Benny a long life, he could still detect the traces of old age left by time in a hurry.

He raised his head and looked at Modrian in front of him. His green eyes showed envy. Whether it was his own strength that made him feel palpitations or the existence of many knights under his command, it shocked many of the forces in the northern kingdom that were about to move.

"The banquet at Harryman Castle is not that calm." Benny restrained his memory, returned to his former smile, and said softly.

"Is there a conspiracy?" Modrian was not surprised. From the time he entered the city of Edalas, he felt a hidden undercurrent. The attack of the Temple of Power was like opening a lock, causing many chain reactions.

Besides, he was well prepared for this time. Poppy and Gulagas were his support and could deal with any emergencies. He did not believe that the Harriman family would ignore the accidents that occurred at the banquet. This was related to the pride and glory of the family for hundreds of years.

"I got some news that it seems that many noble forces want to be together in this sweeping storm in order to make greater profits?"

"That's true!" Benny looked at Modrian in surprise, as if he was surprised that the information he had learned, nodded and continued. "But there are some nobles who want to exclude you."

"Those nobles who are jealous of your territory and status have already become deeply afraid." Benny did not hide his thoughts, and his cold laughter was also accompanied by obvious ridicule and disdain.

"Your age and your strength are so amazing that success makes many people unable to sit still."

"With the development of the Valoran territory, they are afraid that the birth of another top force will affect their own and their families' inherent interests in the north of the kingdom."

Modrian shrugged and asked with a smile, "So? What are they going to do?"

"They want to isolate you in the north of the Kingdom, but they are afraid of the power you have, and have not yet decided." Benny picked up the cooled tea and drank it all. The sudden disrespect made him feel indescribable comfort.

The hypocritical aristocratic exchanges were not only disliked by Modrian. In fact, over the years, he also hated the current situation a little and began to miss the wonderful memories he had left in the Slydanel Forest.

"In addition, this Harriman family's aristocratic gathering also attracted many nobles from the royal capital to participate. You should pay attention."

"Although you have good strength now, some forces that have existed for hundreds or thousands of years are not as weak as you can see."

Benny's words were very correct, and Modrian also understood what he meant. Some young nobles always couldn't stand some famous heroes...

However, thinking about his current Valoran leader, Modrian had a little more confidence and courage. He slowly exhaled and said softly: "Thank you Uncle Benny for your answer to your doubts, I will remember it in my heart."

"Little guy, with my current status, I can't help you a lot, your choice is also right. Being close to the Harriman family will make you face much less pressure." Benny straightened his body slightly, and a faint green energy spread around him, forming a barrier.

"But the nobles always focus on interests. When you cannot bring enough benefits to him, you should consider your position and height."

"Okay, the midnight snack that Dodd prepared is almost done. I see that your followers have already wanted to escape here. Why not stay and enjoy it together?" Benny said with a smile at the sleepy Poppy.

"Okay, please don't worry Uncle Benny." Modri ​​comforted Poppy's gray double ponytail and nodded slightly.

He never thought that this visit caused by interest would be so long, but fortunately he gained a lot, which gave him a rough understanding of the current situation.

The atmosphere of the midnight snack was very harmonious. Modrian and Uncle Benny also talked about some other topics, such as economic development and knowledge about Slidalle Forest. Of course, they all tacitly avoided topics about the Perris family.

Half of the crescent moon hangs in the dark night, and the water-like moonlight merges into a faint mist, covering the sky above the city of Edalas.

"Thank you for the hospitality of Uncle Benny. If you have the chance, welcome to the Duower Castle." Modrian stood at the door of the manor, and Poppy, who had eaten and drunk enough, looked around with great aura.

"Honor is over." Benny agreed gently, with a handsome and gentle face smiling.

"Then I'll go back first." Modrian nodded slightly to Butler Dodd, and then walked away.

The cold moonlight shone on Benny's face, and a trace of struggle and hesitation appeared in his green eyes, and his sparse and soft beard shook slightly.

"I still can't overcome the hurdle in my heart, what I have passed away, what I don't want!" A soft murmur echoed, Benny looked at Modrian's back as he left, and a glimmer of gleam climbed up his face.

Finally, the only remaining elf pride in his heart stopped him from saying the words of prayer, and he sighed dejectedly: "Dodd, do you say if we pull Modriam into that matter, is it good or bad?"

The silent atmosphere was stuck in the air of the night. Dodd, who stood behind him, lowered his head, and a hint of sadness appeared on his invisible face. He missed the scenery of the hometown of Slidalle Forest.

"Mr. Benny, we have never forgotten that memory. We just rely on ourselves alone, and hope is almost impossible." Dodd slowly narrated the facts, pale but despair.

"Isn't it like this when you followed Lord Brooke? Unfortunately, the intervening of the Jeffrey family made things go unforgettable."

"Now there is hope that will come back to our eyes. If we don't catch it, we will completely lose it..."

"Hope, pray, hesitation!" Benny said softly, firmness in his green eyes. Before the time came, he had to wait.

"We are a group of people abandoned by fate and no longer care about anything. They only seek inner peace and the final destination of our soul."
Chapter completed!