The old mayor Tull came out of Short's bedroom, and the people who were waiting anxiously outside suddenly gathered around and asked about Short's situation. Tull sat in a chair and slowly mused: "

There is no danger of life at the moment, but the situation is very difficult."

Ruola brought a cup of hot tea: "Dad, please tell me quickly."

Tu'er took the tea cup and sighed: "If I'm not mistaken, the assassin who attacked Xiaote tonight is the royal summoner who is chasing you on the road."

When everyone heard this, there was an uproar.

"Xiao Te's injury is not important. It will be fine after a few days of recovery. The key is the poison on her body..."

Vincent said: "Uncle, can't you detoxify with your experience?"

Tur shook his head and said: "This poison is called 'Crazy Heart', and it is very toxic. I can only delay its onset, but there is really nothing I can do to solve it."

Ruola asked in confusion: "Dad, what is madness?"

"The toxin of madness is a venom extracted from the bodies of wild birds by the sunbird royal family. This poison is harmless to birds, but fatal to other creatures. Therefore, the royal family used to smear this venom on the beaks of birds.

, turning it into a very powerful attack weapon. When the crazy heart virus enters the blood, it will flow to the head with the blood. The black line you see is a sign of the virus. Once the black line reaches the center of the eyebrows

, the person who is poisoned will go crazy until death, and his death will be extremely painful."

Everyone looked at each other, dumbfounded secretly. Cheney said in a deep voice: "Mr. Tour, how much time does Master Short have?"

Tuer thought about it for a while and said slowly: "I have done everything I can. The fastest is twenty days, the slowest is one month, and Xiaote's virus will attack."

Cheney turned around and walked out of the house. Vincent hurriedly said: "Cheney, why are you going?"

"Go find that damn summoning mage. Only he will have the antidote."

"Where are you going to find it?"

"I don't know. But I can't just watch the young master die."

Vincent's face was as dark as water and he stopped talking. Cheney strode out of the room. Tur glanced at Vincent with a strange expression on his face. Wei En, who had been standing silently beside him, walked towards Short's bedroom.

Carmen asked: "Old mayor, what should we do?"

Tour said: "We have only two ways now, one is to wait."

"waiting?"

"Yes. Since that mage is here to attack Wei En, he will definitely find an opportunity to attack again. If we take more precautions, we may be able to capture him and find the antidote from him."

"Then aren't we too passive? If he doesn't come for half a month, Xiao Te will be hopeless." Ruola said.

Carmen said: "What about the second way?"

"The second one?" Tuer raised his head, glanced at Vincent, and said slowly: "It is to find other mages from the royal family and use their hands to save Xiaote."

"Isn't the royal family destroyed? Where can we find them?" Ruola asked curiously.

Carmen mused: "Even if we can find them, they may not help."

Tour fell silent and did not answer. Suddenly, Vincent said: "Maybe."

Everyone was startled. Carmen looked at Vincent. There seemed to be a trace of pain and hesitation in his gloomy face, as if he had made this decision with great determination.

Wei En opened the door and walked into the bedroom. On the bed, Xiaote was lying there quietly, with his hands outside the quilt, his pale face without any color, and a winding black line faintly appeared on her neck.

Like a disgusting earthworm.

Wei En felt a twinge of pain in her heart. She had suffered so much along the way. She thought she could have a good rest for a few days when she arrived in a small town. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, heartbreaking changes ensued.

Slowly sitting on the edge of the bed, Wei En stared at Xiao Te's face. Even though she was ill, her cheeks still had an intoxicating serenity and tranquility. Even the occasional frown made people feel pity.

Heart.

Wei En lowered his head and saw Xiao Te's slender and white right hand. In an instant, he recalled the scene of the night they met at Stanford, not long after they met. He remembered that it was also these beautiful hands that filled the cup for him.

I took the wine glass and brought care, understanding and warmth.

With a flick of his fingers, that memorable midsummer night seemed to have gone far away. The owner of this hand was on the verge of death tonight, and he had just learned her true identity and felt the friendship in her heart.

How cruel fate is!

Looking at his close friend on the bed, for a moment, every detail of his relationship with Xiaote came to his mind. He remembered the laughter and arguments when they went to buy knight uniforms together, and thought of her when she left Fort Rio and went to Rhode Island.

The cold-proof clothes and instructions given, and more... Wei En buried his head and shouted in pain: Xiao Te, why did you do that, why? Even if you want to die, you should let me go in front.

As soon as the door rang, a voice rang from behind: "Weien, pack up, let's go."

Wei En suddenly raised his head, with a flash of light in the corner of his eyes: "Where are you going?"

"Go save Xiaote." Vincent said solemnly. He looked at Wei En and said, "Brother, a good man bleeds but never sheds tears."

Wei En stood up and looked directly at Vincent: "No matter what happens, as long as I can save Xiao Te, I am willing!"

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As soon as the sky dawned, Vincent drove a Xiaofu carriage and left the town. Wei En and Cheney were on horseback guarding the carriage. Xiaote lay quietly in the carriage, with the windows tightly covered.

In fact, it blocks the light from outside. According to Old Tour, people infected with the Mad Heart Virus will be very afraid of light.

Cheney originally wanted to bring a few more knights to escort him, but Vincent refused. The fate of his trip was uncertain. A few more knights would not make much difference, and they might die in vain. Cheney understood what Vincent meant, so he

He sent a few knights back to Dongsan County to report the news, but he insisted on accompanying him.

After leaving the town, the carriage went straight west and entered the Xihui Mountains. The road was difficult to walk. The three of them had no intention of talking and walked forward in silence. In the evening, Wei En remembered the song Xiao Te sang before he was injured last night. The melody was very special.

He was so impressed that he hummed unconsciously.

Cheney, who was walking in front, suddenly reined in his horse, looked back at Wei En, and asked in surprise: "When did you know about Song of Tomorrow?".

"Song of Tomorrow?" Wei En was startled, and he remembered that it was because of her Song of Tomorrow that Short discovered Cromwell's Royal Guards.

Cheney looked at Wei En for a few times and sighed: "The young master really didn't say anything to you."

Wei En shook his head and said: "Xiao Te did not teach me any Song of Tomorrow, I just simply imitated it."

Cheney turned back and continued on his way without saying anything. Wei En rode up and asked, "Cheney, what exactly is Song of Tomorrow? Can you tell me?"

Cheney thought for a while and said, "Okay, it doesn't hurt to tell you."

"Song of Tomorrow is actually a kind of prophecy," Cheney said straight to the point: "The caster can predict some fragments about the future after casting the spell. These fragments will appear in a special melody, and the content of the melody is prophecy.

Some descriptions of the events as they occurred, the young master calls them the conditions of the prophecy."

Wei En was surprised: "No wonder Xiao Te seemed to have noticed something before the assassin appeared that night. It turned out that she had already guessed that something would happen through prophecy."

Cheney shook his head and said: "Although prophecy is magical, it can only predict certain hazy scenes in the future, and cannot grasp the exact time and place where the prophecy will occur. The young master probably discovered that the conditions of the prophecy began to come true one by one at that time.

I feel that the prophecy is about to happen." After sighing, Cheney said solemnly: "Unfortunately, she still knew it was too late."

Wei En's face darkened, and Cheney continued: "Before we entered the grassland, the young master wanted to predict Cromwell's Royal Guards. It didn't cost her too much energy, but she insisted on predicting the outcome of your trip.

, that’s why I suffered a huge loss of energy and rested for such a long time after the operation.” Cheney glanced at Wei En: “Predicting multiple events at the same time is a very dangerous thing, and you may lose your life if you don’t do it properly.”

After hearing this, Wei En felt a surge of heat in his heart. He opened his mouth to say something, but felt that there was a lump of air in his throat and nothing could come out.

Cheney looked up at the sky. There was no trace of sunshine in the gloomy sky, and he said sadly: "Master Short went to Rotterdam as an envoy when he was a teenager, and he fought with the ministers in the Basque court, and finally preserved the peace between the two countries.

She became the youngest cabinet minister on the mainland. At that time, she was the pride of the whole country. She was greeted with flowers and applause wherever she went, but now..." Cheney lowered his head suddenly and stared at Wei En.

, there was a bit of fierceness in his eyes: "For an unknown boy like you, she fell into this situation, she doesn't even know whether she is alive or dead. I really don't know why she did this!"

Wei En looked back at Cheney calmly: "Short was hurt because of me, and I feel even more sad. Cheney, don't think that you are the only one who values ​​friendship, while others are all heartless."

Cheney's horse jerked, his broad square face twitched, and the hand holding the reins clenched into a fist. He glared at Wei En fiercely, as if fire was about to burst out of his eyes. Wei En's expression

Unchanged, the light gaze is as calm as lake water.

The two of them looked at each other, and suddenly, Vincent, who was driving in front of him, coughed: "You two, don't forget, the assassin may be near us."

Upon hearing this, Cheney snorted, raised his riding crop, and ignored Wei En. Wei En shrugged, rode his horse to the side of the carriage, reached into the window, opened a gap in the curtain, and walked towards

He took a quick look: Xiaote was lying there in the carriage, his face as pale as a piece of white paper, and Wei En felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

Cheney rode up to Vincent's side and whispered: "Vincent, why are you taking Wei En with you?"

Vincent glanced at Cheney and did not answer. Cheney continued: "I really don't know what you think. He can't fight and can't run fast. Carrying him will only get in the way..."

Vincent interrupted: "Cheney, if you want to save Short, you have to be Wei En."

Cheney was startled, then thought for a moment and said, "Do you want to use him as bait to lure that damn assassin out as soon as possible? That's right. There are many people in the village, but it's not as quiet as the mountains. This is a good idea."

Vincent smiled lightly: "Cheney, if it were you, would you use your brother as bait and put him in danger?"

Cheney frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"Don't ask. If everything goes well, you will know soon."

Cheney's face darkened and he stopped asking questions.

The three people and one carriage continued to move forward. Although Xiaofu's carriage was comfortable and warm, it was square, large and tall, and was not suitable for walking on the mountain road, so they were not moving very fast. By the evening of the next day,

They stayed in a valley, and Vincent lit a bonfire beside the car and prepared to spend the night.

Sitting around the campfire, the three of them were all preoccupied and munching their dry food silently. After a while, Vincent asked: "Have Xiaot eaten anything today?"

"No." Wei En shook his head, his voice full of bitterness: "He just drank some water today."

Vincent sighed and said: "It will be troublesome to keep going like this. I hope he can survive these few days."

Cheney said in a deep voice: "Vincent, how many more days do we have to go?"

"If we hurry, we will arrive at noon tomorrow." Vincent looked up at the sky: "Well, the mountain roads are rough and difficult in winter, and our carriage is so heavy, otherwise we should arrive today. I hope it won't snow in these two days.

, once the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, it will be terrible.”

A gust of mountain wind roared past, and the flames of the bonfire were swaying in all directions. Cheney felt that the cold wind was like a knife. Not only did it hurt his face, but it was also wrapped in a cold air that could almost blow into a person's bones. He hated the sound

Said: "If this royal bastard falls into my hands, I will first strip him naked and freeze him for three days and three nights!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a disdainful sneer in the howling wind. Cheney and Vincent raised their ears and looked back at the same time: not far away, they saw a floating black figure standing next to them.

Standing on a thick branch of a tree, he crossed his arms with his chest. Although his face was covered by a hat, the sneer on his lips could be vaguely seen. Wei En observed carefully and suddenly whispered: "That's the assassin that night!"

Cheney jumped up from the ground, jumped up with both feet, and rushed towards the black shadow. The black shadow chuckled and looked coldly at Cheney's rapid approach. Suddenly, he screamed, and his body jumped back. Phantom

Like disappearing into the darkness behind you.

Cheney yelled: "Don't run!" and tiptoed into the darkness. Vincent shouted: "Cheney, no!" Before he finished speaking, the two figures had disappeared from his eyes.

You can hear the rapid rustling of the dead grass, running quickly into the distance.

Vincent stamped his feet: "Cheney, why are you so reckless today?"

Wei En said: "Vincent, that assassin is very strange. You should catch up quickly to prevent Cheney from being fooled."

Vincent looked at Wei En: "We are all leaving, can you do it alone?"

Wei En smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can take care of myself."

Vincent's mind changed and he could only say: "Okay. I will catch up with Cheney and I will be back immediately."

Wei En nodded, Vincent no longer hesitated and ran quickly. Wei En sighed, the cold wind blew by, he shrank his neck, bent down and added a few dead branches to the bonfire.

Suddenly, an unpleasant cry-like laughter sounded in his ears. He looked up in shock and saw a pair of fiery red highlights staring unblinkingly at him in the shadow of a tree next to him.

Wei En's hand shook, and the branch fell into the bonfire, splashing countless clusters of sparks.

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Chapter completed!