Even if you are traveling from day to night, you still need to rest. The three raised bonfires formed three small circles, and then formed a large circle. Those who don’t know are naturally very concerned about the tightly wrapped coats of the Bloody Mercenary Group.
What happened next? Halls came back from packing a bundle of firewood nearby. His chimera and several other guardians were on guard around the area, looking for food by the way.
Bimoye moved from his side of the bonfire to a position closer to Xiao. He asked in a low voice: "Did you attend Uncle Hanard's funeral?"
"yes."
"he……"
"I know what you want to ask, and you don't want to know."
Bimoye was silent for a long time: "I didn't expect you, Uncle Xiao, to come."
Xiao brushed the white snow from his black hair: "I wasn't called here by your grandfather, I came here myself."
"oh?"
"Xiavalo did ask someone else to take care of you." Xiao looked at Beji Yaer who was diagonally opposite: "But as a cousin, I should come and take care of you. Although we didn't have much contact after the separation, the old man
He took good care of me in the past, and I have to help take care of his grandson."
Bimoye lowered his head in silence again.
Xiao suddenly whispered again: "What kind of person can become a great magician in his twenties?"
Bimoye followed his gaze and looked at Dikshit Chopra.
"Is there something... wrong with this person? Like the Remilia family in the subcontinent, can he pass on the magic power of the previous generation to the blood of the next generation? Otherwise, I can't believe that anyone can do it in twenty hours.
How old do you have to be to achieve such an achievement?"
Bimoye is not very interested in other people's affairs now. He is in a desperate situation and has no time to care about other people.
Halls once again took the long poem copy they gave him and looked at it. Eliza asked him: "Did you recall anything?"
Hols shook his head: "I can tell you some fragments of what I remembered before this." He adjusted his breathing and said: "The things I remember are limited. I only remember that a group of people came to our village to burn it.
Killing and looting, they had this poem in their mouths."
"Go on, what else?" Beji Jar asked.
"I've already said it."
"That's all?"
Halls said: "I have images in my head of villagers being massacred and killed. Do you want me to say this?"
"Tell me about it, it might be helpful to us," Memphis said.
Halls was helpless for a long time, so he had to say: "This... needs to be paid more."
After listening to his sporadic memories, no one got much useful information. Xiao asked: "You remembered these before, why didn't you tell us before?"
Halls said: "This is not a glorious thing, it is painful for me. Since I was rescued by my adoptive father, I don't remember this painful thing at all, but sometimes I have horrible nightmares at night. If
If it weren't for a strange experience in Sindmoor that awakened the silent memory deep in my heart, I might never remember it again."
"How old were you then?"
Halls thought for a while: "About seven or eight years old."
"You're seven or eight years old, and you can still recall strange poems you've heard once?"
Halls said: "Those people should have mentioned it more than once. Although it is like a memory in a dream, I remember this poem very deeply. Although the memory is incomplete, I remembered it when I saw this page of the poem.
."
Several people nodded slightly.
Dio asked again: "Why did those people come to your village to ask about this poem?"
Halls said: "I didn't understand it at first, but I knew it when you came here. The purpose of those people is the same as yours. They also came to find that mysterious place. Do you know where my original village is?"
?" He raised his finger and said: "Go that way, you can see it tomorrow."
The next day, in the middle of the mountain, the surrounding trees and snow-covered areas had long lost all traces of the village. Only by digging out the snow and turning over the accumulated leaves and mud could we see a few bricks and stones left behind by the village houses.
Yaer exhaled hotly and said, "It's hard to imagine that your village would settle so far away in the mountains."
Halls said: "Our village is all hunters, and we all make a living by hunting. Villages like this are not uncommon around the Warcraft Forest. You find it strange because you have never lived in such an environment. Hunters can only go deep into
In the forest, only by understanding everything here can you hunt the target without any disadvantage." He walked aside and looked at the thick snow under his feet: "My adoptive father is also a hunter, and he told me that he rescued me.
At that time, I was buried under the soil and was already suffocating. It was his rescue handle that rescued me."
"What about your adoptive father?"
"Gone long ago."
Just as he was talking, the alert monster made a noise. Everyone looked for the sound and saw two people approaching.
"We were passing by and came over when we saw the fire here." The man who came raised his hands to show that he meant no harm, while the woman stood aside and watched.
Everyone sees that this man is wearing a gray armor and long boots, holding a battle gun, helmet, armor, and gun. The boots are decorated with many ice-blue magic gems. He is about forty or fifty years old. You can't tell.
Specific age. The woman next to her has green hair and light armor, is quite strong, carries a heavy sword, and is between thirty-five and above, but below forty.
The man did not wait for them to ask questions, and said proactively: "It is God's will that Acosta be able to meet the sages of the Holy Garden, the Paladin of Memphela, the famous Miss Dikshit Chopra, and others at the same time.
, it’s really rare. I’m sorry, I don’t know many people, so I can’t identify you all. The lady next to me is called Anna, and she is my friend.”
"Are you a person of God's will?" Dio asked in surprise: "How come I don't know you?"
Acosta said: "Sir, not everyone knows the members of God's Will, right?"
Xiao asked: "Is she also the will of God?"
"No, Anna is just a friend of mine. She used to be a robber, but she wasn't keen on it, and she doesn't do it anymore."
Everyone looked at the two of them with cautious eyes.
Acosta forced a smile and said: "Hey, don't look at us like that, okay? I came over to say hello, why did I become a prisoner on trial?"
Captain Bronn of the Red Dragon Iron Guard, with the people from the Holy Garden behind him, shouted, "How did you two find this place?"
"What do you mean you found this place?"
"I'm just asking you what are you two here for? Deep in the mountains and wild mountains, the outside world is in chaos now, and you two appear here inexplicably. Isn't it strange?"
Acosta was a little unhappy and said: "I am really being treated like a prisoner. Although I don't want to answer, I can still answer, even if I give the respect of the Holy Garden. As a mercenary, a high-quality and outstanding mercenary
It’s natural for soldiers to appear anywhere in the world, right?”
"You didn't answer my question directly. Don't say anything vague. The Red Dragon Iron Guard is not easy to fool!" Seeing that Anna, the woman next to him, had not spoken, Bronn pointed and said, "Stop talking, you
Let’s talk.”
…
(I have COVID-19. My fever subsided yesterday. I don’t have any other symptoms. I just have a bad sense of smell, I keep coughing, and my joints are sore. The most uncomfortable thing is my poor sense of taste. Everything I eat tastes like disgusting dough and has no taste.
The dough was so muddy that everything I ate tasted tasteless. I haven’t eaten solid food in the past four days and only drank milk and drinks.)