Chapter 849: A woman in the ancient kingdom of Loulan is famous in the world

When the Freemasonrys saw this scene, they were already scared out of their wits, "Run! Hurry up and run!"

Everyone dropped their armour and turned around and ran.

The Sailor Princess was horrified, and now that she saw her men retreating without a fight, she was even more frightened. Don't run away, not one of you, you can't be deserters!"

But no one listened to her, and the scene was in chaos.

Silvia rode on the wolf's back, the sound of the flute going from slow to furious, then to a blistering storm, all the wolves whistling, their eyes glowing green and eerie.

Soon, the sound of the flute stops and Silvia's bright pupils turn abruptly stern, "Kill!"

Kill!

As soon as the word fell, the wolves ran wildly away.

The Sailor Princess felt a strong breeze coming at her, and when she looked back, her pupils suddenly contracted, and now all that was left in her ears was a single voice - Run! Run!

The Sailor Princess scattered her legs and ran.

But human legs are no match for the legs of a wolf, and the wolf king under Silvia's seat swooped down and pounced on the Sailor Princess, his sharp claws piercing her heart...

Wilfrid and Shangguan Xu, who had been hunkered down in the depths of the forest, watched in awe as they saw the scene unfold before them, never in their lifetimes had they seen anything more spectacular and thrilling.

Tonight, Silvia flew north on her wolf, taking that legendary wolf's iron horsemen and conquering the Sailor's city, breaking through in a wave of fame.

At the castle, Aldred and Codling were in the royal gardens when they soon heard the murmur of several powerful men.

"Do you know what is the hottest news of the last two days?"

"Of course I know, there are women in the ancient kingdom of Loulan who are the best in the world!

A few powerful nobles gossiped excitedly, "There is a woman Silvia in the ancient kingdom of Loulan, who rode a wolf at the break of dawn and moved the whole world with her fame, swallowing the mountains and rivers, and now the rumours are all around the world that there is a woman with stunning looks in the ancient kingdom of Loulan, and as the eighth generation queen of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, she has become a legend of her generation."

"This Loulan Ancient Kingdom has a daughter who has been in exile and has been hidden too well for us to know about it until now."

"I just don't know how stunningly beautiful this Loulan Ancient Kingdom has a daughter is to the world?"

A powerful nobleman immediately took out a painting and slowly opened the scroll, on which was a pair of painter's elaborate sketches of a danshu.

"Look, all of you, this is Silvia, the daughter of the ancient kingdom of Loulan!"

Aldred raised his deep, narrow eyes and looked at the painting in the hands of the powerful man who had not been there that one night.

But in the past two days, he had heard of her from time to time. He had heard that on that day she had ridden away with the wolves, and that the wolves had rushed into the sky, and that on both sides of the road there had been crowds of spectators, amazed at her, and that the girl of the ancient kingdom of Loulan had spread like dust and noise, and countless famous masters had come to copy her beauty at that moment.

Aldred looked at the painting, the sky was just dawning, a gap had opened in the distant sky, the sunrise was giving off a golden glow, Silvia was running with her wolves, she was in a long, ethereal white dress, her three thousand silks like a waterfall moved with the wind, cutting a stunning and brimming arc in the air.

She leads the wolf's iron horsemen, who run wildly behind her, sending up a cloud of dust wherever they go.

This scene was engraved in the painter's splendid picture, and will never be dimmed by the passage of time.

Since then, Silvia, a woman from the ancient kingdom of Loulan, has been written into the legend.

Aldred looked at the painting, his cold, narrow eyes calm, but he looked at it for a long time.

On her birthday, when he kissed her goodbye in the taxi, there were so many unspoken words.

He knew that he was already Aldred.

And she, too, was already Silvia, the ancient woman of Loulan.

Codling also looked at the scroll, and even though she was also a woman, her eyes flashed with a deep sense of wonder that this was Silvia.

This was... the one who was at the tip of Dudley's heart.

In fact, Codling had wondered a long time ago what kind of girl could make such a cold and searing Dudley fall in love with her, and now that she saw Silvia, she truly understood.

Codling also understood that no one would ever come into Dudley's heart again, because it was Silvia he had met in his youthful days, and no one else would ever touch him.

At that moment a cough sounded and it was Wilfrid who arrived.

Codling looked back, "My lord."

Wilfrid walked over, "Nephew Aldred, Codling, I'm sure you've heard what happened in the last two days. We're next."

Aldred slowly narrowed his deep, narrow eyes, "So?"

"So, we wait for Silvia to come, she will enter our ancestral temple in Spain and pull the Regulus sword!" Wilfrid laughed.

Aldred looked at Wilfrid twice, he felt that Wilfrid was radiant and had a look of confidence these past two days, very different from before.

Wilfrid took two steps forward to Aldred's face and he smiled mysteriously, "Nephew Aldred, do you know who is the key to pulling Regulus?"

"Who?"

"You!"

Aldred twitched his imperious brow, which meant - go on.

In front of Aldred, Wilfrid, the lord, often had the illusion of being ordered around, "Nephew Aldred, no matter how famous Silvia becomes, she cannot pull the Regulus sword, only the blood of the Red Son can pull it, in other words, only you can pull the Regulus sword."

Aldred was silent for a few seconds, "So you're not afraid?"

"Afraid? Nephew Aldred, are you saying that I should be afraid that you will help Silvia pull Regulus?" Wilfrid smiled and shook his head, "You can't just pull out this Regulus sword, once you pull it out, your red blood will be ruined and your veins will be broken and you will not live long."

That was the price of pulling the sword!

There was no ripple of emotion on Aldred's handsome face, and he didn't say anything.

"Nephew Aldred, Silvia will be here soon, so think about it yourself." With that said, Wilfrid left.

...

Wilfrid went back to his study, he pushed open the door and there was already a cool and searing figure waiting for him in the study.

Wilfrid walked in, "Dr Hadwin, hello."

Up ahead was Dudley!

Dudley was coming.

Appearing in Wilfrid's study.

Today Dudley was draped in a black cloak, his handsome face was like jade, he stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his cool black eyes fell on Wilfrid's face and he slowly hooked his thin lips, "Silvia is on her way to Spain, Mr Wilfrid, are you ready?"