The Legend of Fatality

Charlie has heard of these things, but the title of Burtania is a bit different, but all places have the same name for them, or forest monsters. There are so many gods in the forest, and Charlie dare not be sure that those are real ones, and those are just fabricated stories. But the Burtanians believe that the forest monsters are creatures or monsters created by the forest gods to protect themselves, depending on how you view these things.

"They are the guardians of the fine forest," Charlie asked, only then he realized that the sky was brightening. Dawn is in sight.

"In a sense," the veiled lady said. "They come from the forest. They are the forest."

"But, sperm and forest, are they not connected to each other? Why does the forest hurt its forest elf protector?"

The veiled lady laughed when she heard it, and the voice was strange and unreal.

"Have you ever thought that maybe it is not the forest elves who protect the forest from intruders, but they protect the forest from intruders"

"is this real"

"Yes. Nor."

Charlie shook his head in exasperation, and he was completely puzzled by the lady in front of him. So he tried to change the subject.

"He's dying, isn't he?" He said, looking down at Gucerros, who said he was the morning star.

"He really is." The veiled lady nodded, sure.

"Can't you save him, ma'am" Charlie asked again.

"Maybe," she said, "but I can't."

"Why did you say he is important." Charlie was increasingly unable to understand the thoughts of these forest elves.

"He is the most important person, but this is not allowed," the veiled lady said.

"Then what should I do?" Charlie asked.

"You will do what you should do."

"What does this mean?"

"You are free to choose the path you take."

"But I belong to Burtania," Charlie said.

"A huge darkness has risen. It threatens to devour your motherland. I am afraid your hometown will fall into an eternal twilight." The veiled lady said. "I saw a black holy grail filled with blood."

"Margarita?" Charlie was puzzled. ,

"Same," said the veiled lady. "His army is marching."

"Do you have the gift for farsightedness, ma'am, can you see how far Margarita's army is from here?"

"They are near the city of Novarino," the veiled lady whispered. "Some of them got there long ago."

"How is it possible?" Charlie asked in surprise. "Even if they sailed along the coast of Bill Barry, it would take several months to cross the fortress at sea, not to mention that they had to cross the city of Bill Barry and the Douro River."

"Within the Felwood Forest, the passage of time is different," the veiled lady said. "It's like the Douro River you said, the frosted water that the Novarians said, some places flow fast and deep, and some places flow slow and shallow, almost no flow. Ah Charlie of Ketan, months have passed since you stepped on the border of the forest.

"Months" Charlie exclaimed. "My position must be in my army"

A forest elf on guard issued a loud warning.

"They're here," the lady wearing a veil said.

The forest boils with the sound of moving in all directions. They were surrounded.

The leader in charge of the battle gave orders, and the forest elves formed a small, outward-facing resistance group on the frozen river bank. He led the veiled lady into the cordon, and she remounted the proud white stag. Charlie also slipped into the semi-circular defense of the forest elves, who were preparing for the final battle. They knelt in the snow, inserted the arrow first within reach, then checked the bowstring, pulled the bow, and prepared to shoot the arrow.

Charlie looked up and noticed that the sky was getting brighter. He felt that it was less than an hour before dawn.

A variety of forest monsters emerged from the forest on all sides, and there was a huge rhythmic footsteps echoing on the ground, which was a creature made of wood and branches that Charlie had not seen They came.

Charlie rides on Garibal, transfers the warhorse, and enters the battlefield of the forest elves, preparing to do his part in the upcoming battle.

"No," the black-haired elf leader said, the expression on his face serious.

"I am willing to fight side by side with you and your clan, the forest elves."

"No," the forest elf repeated, shaking his head. "You need to go somewhere else. You need you elsewhere."

"what are you saying"

"The king of the forest must be reborn in the first light of dawn, lest the contract be broken." The veiled lady said. "We must leave."

"How?" Although Charlie couldn't understand their words, he asked.

"Go from the ice," said the veiled lady.

Charlie turned around on the saddle and looked across the frozen river.

"Then let's go together," Charlie said firmly. "When others fight for me, I won't run away like a cowardly coward."

"No," the leader of the forest elf snapped, eyes wide open. "It can't bear the weight of all of us. Hurry and leave"

The white deer has set foot on the frozen lake. Ice grunted under the hoof, and cracks began to appear.

"It's crazy," Charlie said.

The creatures in the dark forest have already started their attack, and the forest elves have started shooting their first arrows into the sky. Each warrior has fired three arrows before the first arrow hit the enemy's point, and each one is accurate. If it wasn't time-stricken, Charlie really wanted to stay and watch the amazing archery skills of these forest elves.

"Go toward where the sun rises," said the leader of the forest elf. "An ancient oak tree is nearby. Go now"

Charlie glanced along the line of forest elves. Each of them knew that they would die here, but they still maintained their perseverance and calmness without showing any fear. Their leader raised his head, his eyes indifferent and empty of sight, flicking his black hair over his shoulders, turning his gaze to Charlie.

"Come on, Kegmon," said the leader of the forest elf. "May Kurnos guide you."

"Fight well," despite not knowing the meaning of the vocabulary spoken by the leader, Charlie still blessed and turned Garibal to the ice. The white deer stood waiting for him on the ice twenty feet away.

"Go" the elf leader snapped again, "now"

Charlie nodded and led Garibal to the ice. Charlie swears that he can feel the ice moving under the weight of Garibal and her armor. The powerful warhorse resisted his command and tried to return to the solid ground. Charlie urged Garibal forward with firm hands, step by step to the ice, praying that the ice could hold it.

Snn snorted on the ice, and he saw deep arc cracks on the ice. He kicked the warhorse with the Spurs again, allowing Garibal to run through the extended cracks. The white deer began to run towards the center of the frozen river, and Charlie guided Garibal to follow.

He saw the huge curved hunting horn fall from Gucerros' lifeless fingers and fell on the ice, but the lady wearing the veil did not notice. Charlie had intended to continue riding, then cursed himself, then pulled the reins and pulled Garibal.

The sound of battle echoed on the lake, but the lake shore was shrouded in mist. The deep seams on the ice were reaching him, as if chasing him.

Charlie slipped from the saddle and fell on the ice, the ice surface made a worrying snn sound under him. Spider cracks had appeared on his heels. When larger cracks began to appear, he bent down, picked up the hunting horn, and straddled the saddle again.

He yelled and kicked Garibal to make her run quickly, when the ice behind him began to crack. Garibal ran to chase the white deer, and the biting cold wind hurt his face.

The sound of battle echoed on the lake behind them. Charlie turned to look back, but the lake shore was already shrouded in mist.

The sky in front of them gradually lightened with the dawn, and the two of them ran towards the rising sun on their mounts.

For some reason, driven by some sudden wild wild instinct, Charlie took a deep breath and lifted the huge curved hunting horn of Gucerus to his lips.

A long deafening horn sound came out, and the note echoed deeply, and it was sonorous and powerful. The note is bright and bright. The sound resounded through the icy lake like a shock wave, and bounced back a while later, echoing in the distant forest and cliff. Charlie's ears were still buzzing, when he heard a horn resounding in the distance.

Gucerros moved ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ raised his head briefly, his golden eyes blinked. He spoke a few elven words, then collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.

"The Wild Knight is here," said the veiled lady.

"Wild Knight"

"A group of primitive people," the veiled lady said. "Dangerous creature. Kurnos' hound."

"Are they friends or enemies," Charlie asked. Although the wind blew his words away, he believed she had heard him.

"Both are, or neither. They are dangerous, but they will ensure that we are walking safely on the road."

"Where are you going?" Charlie asked in doubt.

"An ancient oak tree." 11

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