The Legend of Fatality

"Praise Marnus, good job! We were sore and flattened there," said the tall black-haired man. He made a gesture of prayer on his chest while speaking. He looks very handsome, just a little vulgar. Although his armor has dents, the quality is indeed the best. He stared at Bai En intently, disturbing him.

"It seems that we owe you gentlemen a life. The mage said. He is also very gorgeously dressed. His brocade robe is inlaid with gold thread; a ring with mysterious symbols is inlaid on it. His long blond hair is cut It became a peculiar hairstyle. A wave crest grew in the middle of his continuous hair. The lock of hair was not dyed and was cut very short. Bai En wondered if this was a sign of some kind of mysterious organization.

The heavily armed man gave a low laugh. "This is a prophecy, Oberon. Didn't God say that one of our old brothers would help us? Praise Marnus! This is indeed a good sign."

Bai En turned to look at the hunter. He spread his hands and shrugged helplessly. From the way he raised his eyebrows, it was obvious that he had a cynical sense of humor.

"I'm from ... Margarita's Bane, this is my companion, the dwarf Grerogan and the mage Morris." Bane bowed to the knight.

"I am Gal Kepler, known as the Cruel Blade, Templar Knight of the Knights of the Molten Heart."

Morris shuddered. When he was in school, he heard about this knighthood, which is known for its fanatical enthusiasm, and they wrestle against the orc race and those they think are pagans.

The knight made a gesture to the mage. "This is my magic advisor: Dr. Oberon-Rivinhardt of the National University of Magic."

"At your command." Raven Hart bowed.

"I am Rubes Hagrid and used to work in Burtania. Although that was many years ago." He has a Burtanian accent.

"Mr. Hagrid is a guide and an explorer. I let him take us through these mountains." Kepler said. "I have a great job to do in Shifengbao."

Brian and Guerrerogan exchanged glances. Bane knew that the dwarves would rather go alone to find the lost treasure in this ancient dwarf city. However, being separated from a companion who meets by chance only causes suspicion.

"Maybe we should unite," said Bai En, hoping that Guerrero would follow his line of thought. "We are also going to Shifengbao, this road is very unsafe."

"Good idea." The mage nodded.

"There is no doubt that your companion is definitely willing to drop by to visit his relatives." Kepler said, not paying attention to Guerrerogan's eyes like a sword. "There is also an outpost of the ancient dwarf empire."

"We'd better bury your companion." Bai En was silent for a while, confirming that the dwarf did not riot and added.

"Friend Bai En, why are you so unhappy? Isn't this a lovely night?" Lubers-Hagrid ridiculed while blowing air on his hands to warm his hands and resist the severe cold. Bane pulled his spare cloak to his knees, his hands stretched towards the small fire lit by the wizard Ravenhart, and whispered a curse. He looked at the Burtanians, his face turned into a mask like a demon under the fire.

"These mountains are cold and scary." Bai En replied. "Who knows what danger they hide"

"Who knows that we are close to disorder. Some people say it is the spawning ground of the orcs and all other green-skinned demons. Oh, I have heard stories of these haunted mountains."

Another human prejudice, Bai En shook his head. Many people think that there are so many orcs and goblins because they are spawned, and they can give birth to dozens each time. It's a pity as Bai En who has not only observed the Goblin lifestyle, but also seen a sufficient number of Goblin. These can only make him feel stupid.

Bai En gestured towards the fire. "Don't you think we should make the fire bigger?" Grerogan's reassuring snoring and rhythmic breathing came from nearby.

The guide Hagrid giggled. "This is the opposite of the two evils, is it right? I have seen someone freeze to death on such a night. But if there is anything

Something attacks us, we always have to look through the fire. The orcs may be able to recognize a person in the dark, but we ca n’t, right? No, I do n’t think there is any difference in making the fire bigger. However, I do n’t think that ’s why you are unhappy. "

He looked at Bai En expectantly. Without knowing why, Bane tells the whole story of what happened when he and his companions joined the baron's team. The baron and his followers sought peace in a new land, but found terrible death. He even told the story of the young apprentice and beloved Kirston. Rubes Hagrid listened sympathetically. When Brian finished talking about Kirston's death, Hagrid shook his head.

"Ah, we live in a sad world, don't we?"

"indeed so."

"Don't indulge in the past, my friend. It can't be changed. One day all wounds will heal."

"I don't think so." Bai En said lightly. He didn't tell the other night owl, nor did he plan to tell anyone about it in the future.

They were silent. Bai En looked at the sleeping dwarf. Guerrero sat like a gargoyle, motionless, closed his eyes, and had an axe in his hand. Bai En didn't know how the dwarf would accept the guide's advice. Like all dwarves, Guerrerogan is constantly thinking about the lessons of the past ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Everything he has experienced in the past relentlessly drives him into the future. He believes that human memory is not perfect, and that of dwarves is better.

Bai En wants to know, is this the reason why he seeks death? No matter what crime he committed, is his shame as strong as he tried to atone? Bai En thinks about the memory of the past invading our life so strongly , So that we will never forget what it looks like. I will eventually be driven crazy by this memory, he is sure.

He examined his sorrow and tried to recall the sorrow that had just occurred. It seems to have been weakened by something, has been eroded by time, and will continue to do so. He knew that he was destined to forget the past, and that his memory would turn into a pale shadow, but he did not feel any better in his heart. Maybe the dwarf's solution is better, he thought. Even his memories with Night Owl appeared paler and less colorful.

During his vigil, Bai En thought that he saw a green light on the mountain above them, and he initially suspected that it was the light emitted from the cast. He widened his eyes and felt a fear. The light drifted around, as if looking for something. There is a vague human figure in the middle of it. Bai En has heard stories of demons in these mountains. But he always thought it was just a local legend. Bai En looked at his sleeping companions and hesitated to wake them up.

Then the light disappeared. Bai En watched for a long time, but saw no further signs. Maybe it is the afterglow of fire, maybe it is the illusion of light, maybe it is a tired heart. Somehow, he doubted it.