The strength Narnia showed shocked everyone present.

The guards who protected Webert and converted their strength to Narnia, the conclusion that if Narnia wanted to kill Webert, they would not even delay.

He defeated a dragon of this level with just one blow, and even seemed to be just a casual move.

His strength is beyond doubt.

"My affairs have been resolved, so you don't need to inform the Marquis of Laliberta."

Narnia closed the book and said lightly.

But from his words, he could hear his resistance to the nobles.

"Why do you do something like this...?" Webert asked, "I mean the tribal alliance."

Facing Webert's problem, Narnia did not hesitate at all, as if this was the true thoughts from his heart.

“I was born in a tribe.”

“The people in the tribe have been treated a lot of unfairly, and I want to expel these unfairs.”

"I want to...protect him!"

A very simple statement.

But it reveals convincing magic.

"I always feel that people are always selfish. I didn't expect that there are people like you, but this is not bad."

Webert sighed.

It is precisely because of living in a tribe that you can feel this way with contrast.

Compared with the residents living in towns, the food in the tribe often relies on the hunting results of tribal warriors. If there is no harvest in hunting, the children of the tribe will need to starve, not to mention the relatively harsh living environment. They even need to hand over some of the benefits to the local nobles every year.

"You think so too. Actually, I'm not bad at all. My friends like to call me Little Narnia. I can feel it..."

Narnia was muttering through the guards.

Webert didn't expect his nagging level and listened awkwardly.

As for stopping him?

That can only be an idea that exists in imagination. As for practice, no one dares to do it when Narnia showed that strength.

The single talk lasted for a while.

Narnia stopped.

Everyone also felt a certain degree of his talkativeness.

"You want to join my alliance, you can feel that you are from the tribe," said Narnia.

As soon as he said that, the guards around him widened their eyes and glared.

Feeling this atmosphere, Narnia also noticed that she had said something wrong.

But he was a little surprised. Looking at Webert's behavioral habits, he said with great certainty.

"From your security habits, this is a habitual action made by tribes when they are prepared. It's so strange, can you not be a member of the tribe?"

"I am from the tribe, but unfortunately, I cannot accept your invitation."

Webert knew that he was a treasure and could not be let go by the nobles.

Even though his body was taken away in the Eternal Light, as long as his relationship with the Shadow could not be explained clearly, the nobles would not let him go.

Moreover, the Marquis of Laliberta was kind to him, and his rash departure would only cause him trouble.

"That's a pity. The equipment on your body and the shadows beside you all show that yours is not simple. I thought you would be your partner."

Webert widened his eyes, and the secret of the dark shadow and the eternal light was instantly pierced.

The guards also maintained their greatest vigilance, and even if there was a slight noise, they would launch an offensive against this unbeatable enemy.

"you.."

"You want to know, how did I know, right?" Narnia raised her left hand, "It was this book, it told me."

"Book, tell you?"

Webert really wants to say, don't joke.

Feeling his attitude, Narnia said seriously: "I'm not kidding, it's true, it's a living book."

Everyone was shocked.

Living book?

The instrument has a spirit, and this statement does appear in the scripts chanted by the bard.

But the real case? No one has confirmed it yet.

Rumor has it that the Holy Empire has such equipment, but it is obviously too far away for the guards in the Kingdom of Rhodes Frankley.

In order to confirm what he said, Narnia showed his book openly, recording outrageous content.

"The Chronicle of Rods Frankley, the fifteenth year of the Bliss era, at 13:00, the land dragon turned over when the Portuguese was turned around."

"The Chronicle of Rods Frankley, the fifteenth year of the Bliss, at 0:00 on July 21, the ruins of Roman Peak appeared."

Today's time, July 18th.

But the time of recording was twenty or twenty-one days.

Could it be that this book can confirm the future?

"You can't write such messages indiscriminately." Webert said kindly.

"It's not what I wrote, it's written by itself, this book can predict the future, and I'm the only one who can use it."

Narnia's words are quite flaunting.

From his previous nagging, he was a little brat who likes to show off.

It can also be said to be a warm-hearted child without too bad intentions.

If Narnia hadn't had such terrible power, perhaps those who saw him would have thought so.

Webert didn't believe his words.

To predict the future, this kind of thing seems incredible.

The guards were even less convinced of Narnia than Webert, even if he had shocking strength. Port Lhotel is a huge port located in the nearby waters. After investigation and construction by the mages, they were specially built in a safe place. Even if there were unsafe places, they had been wiped out by the mages with magic. There has been no disaster in hundreds of years. It is the most comfortable place in the entire Frankley Kingdom of Rods, and its prosperity is not much different from that of the capital.

Moreover, there are more than 10,000 guardians in the port.

Be able to deal with changes at any time, even if the earth dragon turns over, it can be suppressed with the power of magic.

The guards' doubts were obvious, but Narnia had no intention of being angry, but instead seemed dull.

"You'd better evacuate the people there in advance and let them evacuate there. Although this book can predict the future, it is a singular book. He never tells me the specific degree. The turn of the earth dragon may be a small destruction or an incomprehensible consequence. In short, consider the worst results."

"...I will tell the Marquis of Laliberta." Weberta headed.

"Well, I'm leaving, too, and there are other dragons to hunt."

Narnia put together the book.

As his body flickered, he had already left.

"This speed... Could it be that he was chasing a dragon for three days with his body?" Someone swallowed.

They didn't seem to see a dragon appearing nearby.

"Anyway, report the matter to the Marquis of Laliberta first." Webert made a decision.

Similarly, the guards made the decision.
Chapter completed!