Pillar of Yita

Fang Hong picked up the photo frame and glanced at it. It was a portrait of a woman, about twenty-seven or eight years old, with an elegant demeanor, wearing a hat, and smiling. However, that smile was somewhat warm, as if from the heart, making people feel a slight sense of reassurance upon seeing it —

He rarely saw such a genuine smile, unlike Hilveld’s, which complemented the innate quiet temperament of a noble lady. She smiled at everyone, but the meanings were different, perhaps just part of her upbringing and manners.

But the smile in the painting was a true reflection from the heart, vividly rendered and touching. Just a portrait, yet it still made people empathize.

Fang Hong turned the frame around, and on the back of the wooden panel, a line of small characters was written in ink: Miranda, 1446 (Year of the Shadow), 6, 11.

Miranda? Fang Hong thought of the name of this inn and wondered if the frame was actually of the inn’s owner? He put down the frame, thinking that the portrait was probably from about three years ago.

But he also didn’t know why the inn was closed.

At this moment, the faint sound of conversation came from the hall below.

It was two Pterosaur Knights, who clearly recognized Feyos, and had a somewhat surprised tone.

”Miss Feyos, how are you here?”

”We heard someone was causing trouble here. Are you alright?”

Feyos shook her head.

”I’m fine, it’s just someone tried to harm the Modkaesar Family. They kidnapped me, hoping to use me to coerce Enan, but an adventurer helped me.”

The two knights looked at each other, confused. They had received a report of trouble here, but didn’t expect such an earth-shattering plot involved. But since she was a servant of the Modkaesar Family and a close associate of the duke’s second son, even if the second son wasn’t favored by the duke, at least he had the Phoenix Family’s bloodline.

The other party wouldn’t joke about such matters with mere knights like them.

However, the two didn’t feel relieved but instead felt like retreating. ”Miss Feyos...”

”I won’t make things difficult for you,” said Feyos, evidently not expecting these people to help, ”Just escort me back.”

The two were relieved: ”That is our duty, Miss Feyos.”

But one couldn’t help but ask, ”… May I ask, what about the adventurer who saved you, Miss Feyos?”

Feyos glanced at him, ”It’s none of your business, I paid them, and they naturally left. I don’t want this matter to spread, understood?”

The two nodded in unison.

But just then, a voice intervened, ”Miss Feyos.” The voice came from the snowy outdoors, carrying the chill of winter, steady and without a trace of echo.

Fang Hong paused slightly, feeling vaguely familiar with the voice.

Feyos was taken aback too, looking at the man walking in from outside: ”Mr. Odin, why are you here?”

”I heard some trouble happened here, seeing if I could help,” Odin replied, looking around the hall, he immediately noticed that the door and outer wall were damaged by constructs and giant constructs.

He glanced up, the focal point should be on the door, as for the position of the giant construct at the time, Odin turned around, his gaze falling on the place where the Orphen Twin Stars landed.

He silently reconstructed the scene in his mind before turning back and speaking, ”Feyos, did you see a young man?” He described Fang Hong’s appearance as he spoke.

Feyos paused a little.

As for Fang Hong in the attic, his body swayed even more — the other party was Odin, one of the Ten Kings, no wonder he found the voice familiar.

After all, during the Fenris Isle incident, he had personally guided him and Xiangzi.

But how did he find this place?

Was he exposed?

Fang Hong suddenly felt a bit panicked. He instinctively glanced at the window, but fortunately controlled himself from making any irrational moves; in front of this warrior of the Ten Kings, any slight movement might be detected.

As for escaping right under the other’s nose, he knew how ridiculous that idea was after just a thought.

Fang Hong instinctively held his breath, not daring to exhale too loudly, silently hoping that Feyos would quickly coax this big shot away.

Downstairs, Feyos hesitated for a moment before nodding.

”Where is he?” Odin immediately inquired.

”He chased those people away.”

”Left?”

”Yes.” Feyos glanced in the direction of the back door.

Earlier, the Shadow Dancer turned into smoke and left from there, but left some traces.

Odin gave a glance and deduced someone left from there, his gaze moving from one spot to another, precisely where the Shadow Dancer landed twice — finally extending out the window.

However, he couldn’t determine if it was the Alchemist, there were no footprints in the hall, but that person’s Energy Angel could also blink.

Feyos saw him retract his gaze, a flicker of expression, pretending to be calm.

”Those people?” Odin asked.

”They were from the Shadow Throne. They kidnapped me.”

Odin’s brows furrowed, his face darkening. He planned to go after them and see if he could find Fang Hong, but hearing this, he retracted his thoughts, asking in a deep voice, ”Shadow Throne, are you sure?”

Feyos nodded lightly.

Odin’s face looked very displeased, but thinking of something, he said nothing more. He just patted Feyos on the shoulder, ”I’ll take you back, your young master should have received the news by now.”