holy flame

"Samuel, it's been three months now, and half of our betting time has passed." At the dinner table one day, Julian said seemingly unintentionally while drinking porridge.

"Are you so unsure of me?"

"...You won the bet and I was the one who was unlucky. Of course I have no confidence in you."

"Then who do you trust?"

"Myself."

"Then why did you remind me? Waiting for the time to come, you win the bet, and then take away the reward, isn't it good?"

"you……"

"how?"

Julian covered his throbbing and painful forehead. Whenever he felt that he understood this person enough, he would always show a different side—of course, there were good and bad, and even the one that gave him a headache like now time~

"Speak directly if you have anything to say, you are not suitable for talking in a devious way." Samuel made a gesture, "You have only one tendon in your head."

"Pfft!" Eric, who was drinking the juice, almost spit out the juice, but he also choked himself badly.

"I regret making a bet with you on the spur of the moment. After all, it was two lives, and it was the life of an old friend we were familiar with." Julian lowered his head, like a child who did something wrong, a little helpless and a little guilty.

"Then?"

"Just let them wear that necklace and don't send them back."

"Julian, it's too late for you to say this." Samuel sighed, and Julian looked at Eric in surprise.The latter nodded to him, and said the last thing Julian wanted to hear: "Last night, the two of them 'escaped'."

Is it to escape?Or did Samuel let it go on purpose?

Of course Samuel and the others knew the answer, and so did the two people who left.But is it possible not to leave?

If Frank was the only one, he might not have left if he understood that going back would mean death, and that he would die of injustice and humiliation.But there's Zoe...

The young angel still doesn't understand the dangers of the world, although he also vaguely understands that things are not good.But his belief in the Holy Spirit and his confidence in himself made him think he had the ability to protect Frank.Therefore, if Frank does not leave, he will not leave either.So, after Frank found a way to take off the necklace, he seized the opportunity and left with Zoe.

On the surface, Samuel no longer cared about the two people who had left. He, his prime minister, marshal and other officials concentrated all their energy on the battle situation.

The human regime in Clorion, which is acting independently, finally understands that continuing to go its own way, or even dragging its feet, can only lead itself to extinction.Therefore, led by the Holy Court, all the leaders of the existing government and the government-in-exile gathered in the Holy City on the [-]th of last month to sign the alliance agreement.

From this day onwards, the forces of light have finally become one - at least on the surface.After a month of adjustment and running-in, the current Allied Forces of Light is finally no longer a waste that can be broken at a touch, and the battle line has finally stabilized on the front line of Patoka said-Linton Fortress-Talan City.

At this time, the two camps of light and darkness have divided the world equally in Clorion.

Samuel's base camp was also moved to Fort Linton.

Once the battle situation stabilized, Samuel turned his attention back to the undead on Undead Ridge.That mountainous land has now entered his domain, and he has almost all the information about those undead on his mobile phone. It's time to deal with them, and he can take this opportunity to take his two lovers out for a walk.

Two days later, an ordinary carriage and two riders staggered away from Fort Linton.Including the coachman, the team consisted of four people, three young men with different looks, and a middle-aged man with a bald head and a protruding belly.But the middle-aged man seemed to be sick, no matter how bumpy the carriage was, he was still in a coma.

Until the carriage arrived at Undead Ridge—although it was not a prosperous place in the past, there were many mountain villages because there were many wild animals in the mountains and the traffic was convenient due to the road.But since the undead moved in, the once fertile land has turned into frozen soil, the plants have died, and the birds and beasts have fled. Now it has become a desolate place.

The unconscious middle-aged man was pulled out by three young men and tied to the horse's back. After being blindfolded, one man stabbed the horse's butt with a sword.The horse in pain immediately spread its four hooves and ran into the valley.

"The presents are delivered, let's have dinner." The leading young man, who else could it be if it wasn't Samuel?

The three of them left this gloomy mountain and found another leeward place, surrounded by a bonfire, cooking food, with a sky that seemed to be strewn with broken diamonds above their heads, and a luxuriant grassland sitting under them, with their ears in their ears. Insects and birds chirped, and the aroma of food came out from the crude iron pot on the campfire with the steam.Julian went to collect firewood, and Eric went to feed the horses, but they could still faintly hear their movements, knowing that they were not far away.

All of this was extremely simple, but Samuel, who was in it, couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh. He didn't know how much he missed this simplicity.

"Hey! I can already smell the smell." Julian's voice suddenly rang in his ears, and then there was the sound of dry wood falling to the ground.

Samuel was startled, and immediately jumped up and lifted the lid of the pot, and it turned out...

"How about we eat crispy rice?" What was cooked there was a grain similar to rice, because the water had been boiled dry, and now, as Samuel said, it has become rice cracker~

"What's rice cracker?" Eric also pulled the horse back and asked curiously.

Samuel tried his best to remove the "crust" that had dried on the wall of the pot with a spoon, and tasted it carefully.Facing the focused eyes of the two lovers, he smiled awkwardly, "Let's eat barbecue." Although the meat was a little burnt, but after cutting off the carbonized part, there was still some meat inside.

"It doesn't matter." Julian shrugged and took out a water sac—in fact, it was a blood sac processed by special magic. "Anyway, I only eat my own."

Just when Eric was about to sit down to eat, the voice of the fourth "person" suddenly came to mind. The voice was trembling and fluttering. With the darkness of the night, it would definitely scare children into tears: "Food, What a joy it is to be able to eat."

But none of the three people who heard the voice was frightened. In fact, they didn't even show any signs of alertness or surprise, so they should do what they should.

"Is that Wendy? Do you want to come over and sit down? Although you can't eat, you can still watch."

Is this an invitation or a show off?The mysterious undead was so depressed that he almost sprained his waist.But after thinking about it, he still walked out: "I'm Wendy, the captain of the Storm."