124, more and more confusing

Mengjia made a "quack" sound, stretched out his three-finger claws, and carefully poked her shoulder.

"You..." The girl with braided hair covered her forehead and looked at the claws that fell on her shoulder in confusion. She didn't feel any malice at all.

Medea exclaimed in the back: "Those skeletons have caught up again!" Let's go!" He kept pulling the reins, but with such a warcraft in front of him, the horse, who had been scared by the undead warrior for a long time, refused to move forward. He hurriedly knelt on his knees and fell down the boy on his back.

There was chaos behind her. It seemed that it was impossible not to ask Mengjia to make way. The girl with braided hair thought for a moment and walked around it and continued to move forward.

Mengjia really looked back at her. Her big eyes blinked, and the girl hooked her hand and said, "Come on." It really stood up and followed, and the women behind them were greatly relieved and quickly hugged the children to follow.

This valley of death seems to have no end. The men's fierce roar became weaker and weaker, and finally returned to silence. There were many women who fell down seriously along the way. They fled tiredly until there were only three people left in the end. Mengjia had a comatose boy on his head, and a girl sat on each of his paws, like a family. The mount is as obedient as it is.

"Thanks to meeting it, or we will lose our lives," the girl with braided hair was so tired that she couldn't even speak. She cheered up and encouraged the friend opposite. "Come on, Medea, it's not the time to give up. Think about Isaiah. He is still a child, and he still needs you!"

The wound on Medea's face has been scabged unconsciously, and she looked blankly at the distance as if she would not hurt at all: "Isaiah..."

The girl suddenly felt something was wrong and looked up and shouted, "Isaiah?"

The boy did not move. She frowned and said to herself a little uneasily, "No, the undead warrior has not chased him again. He is not injured. He should wake up at this time. Hey, big man, stop and put him down."

Mengjia can't understand human language, but he can understand human nature. He sits down obediently and bends down so that they can hold down the boy on their heads.

"Isaiah? Isaiah..." Medea shouted and kept patting his brother on the cheek, but the boy just lay quietly in her arms, motionless.

The girl suddenly shivered: "Shouldn't--" hurriedly probe his nose with her hand, and then put her ear to his chest to listen to the heartbeat, but this fluke was soon shattered by the cruel fact. The boy had lost his vital signs, and perhaps died before he was put on Mengjia's head.

The boy's death was like the last straw that crushed the camel. Medea held his gradually stiff body in her arms and sobbed, but she couldn't cry.

"Media, don't do this, people will always die..." The girl tried to enlighten her, but in exchange for her sad cry, "It's all me! It's all my fault! It's all me... We came here. Emil died, everyone died... Even Isaiah was killed by me... It's all my fault!"

Mengjia, who didn't know the suffering of the world, looked at them doubtfully. There was a faint smell of blood from the wind. There was a prey nearby. It stood up decisively and walked out of the narrow rift.

No matter how the girl comforted her, Medea refused to accept the fact that her brother was dead. She hugged the boy who had completely lost his temperature, kept crying and calling his name, apolog him, and begged him to open his eyes, but it didn't help. Meng Jia brought back a piece of meat from an unknown Warcraft. The girl cooked it on fire and handed it to her, but she refused to eat it, as if she had completely lost her soul.

That night, the two of them and a beast slept together in the rift valley. Due to mental energy, the girl slept deeply. It was not until she heard the shouts the next day that she woke up in a daze.

"...Sister! Sister!" She vaguely recognized the owner of the sound, was slightly dull for a few seconds, and then she was scared to wake up.

The boy who died last night somehow came back to life again, shaking Medea, who was leaning his head on the rock wall desperately. The girl also thought that she was exhausted and had lost her senses. When she rubbed her eyes desperately and was about to pinch her thighs, she touched a piece of paper on her leg.

"My sister left a suicide note, saying that she was sorry for everyone. If she didn't put forward the bad idea of avoiding the limelight in Mount Kuzbek, then no one would die," Idalos said and sighed, and her ten knuckles turned white. "She said that she was especially sorry for me, so she would never let me die in that place. . "

Yin answered blankly, "So she saved you with death?"

Idalos did not answer for a long time.

The sun has completely sunk down the mountain. Looking down from the watchtower, the lights in Usace City make them particularly lonely in the sky.

"Let's go. It's too windy up here." Idalos turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Yin followed a few steps and suddenly thought of what he had said before and blurted out, "When you were in Marde, you once told me that you saved Suti by the way in the process of chasing Hemerlin, and later said that you were chasing some kind of magic he would have. This magic... Is it..."

Idalos did not answer and strode down the stairs.

Nineteen years ago, in the Kuzbeak Mountain, the Golden Storm was attacked by the Necromancer. Although Yin was not sure whether Asson Cameron was already living in a castle at that time, it must be the one who could kill Idalos with a deep blood feud.

The hated dead spirit magic, the encounter that destroyed the whole army, Hemerlin, Cameron...

Came was the necromancer who ambushed them, and he also taught some kind of magic to Himmerin.

Thinking of this, Yin felt like ten volcanoes erupted together in her head. Didn't their teachers and students claim to be on their side? Forget about Heimlin. It's really his fault that he is lame. What about Cameron? He created the destruction of the golden storm with one hand. Can he calmly make friends with Margaret?

"Idalos, wait! I still have something to ask you!" This doubt is like a bone in the throat. If you don't ask, you don't want to sleep tonight. Yin called his name and quickly chased forward.

Idalos walked in front, and the evening wind blew his black cloak like a sail, making a hunting sound. Yin chased after a few steps, and his eyes suddenly crossed his flying cloak and saw a tall and thin man standing in the middle of the road.

The man was wearing the coarse cloth clothes often worn by ordinary adventurers, and his red hair was blown messy by the wind.

"Master, please two people." The person sent out an invitation, and the light and shadow were out, and Yin recognized his face.

The final battle is coming. The red hair swaying in the evening wind is like a dream that shows the past and the future. In her eyes, it is also reflected in the depths of another person's nightmare, turning into a twisted flame and burning ruthlessly.

"No--!" Elena woke up from a nightmare and almost sat up straight from **. The burn had just stopped the bleeding, and the wound broke under her strenuous exercise. The blood flowed, which made her feel cold.

The maid guarding by the bed was so scared that she hurriedly helped her lie down, twisted the towel to wipe it, and hurried to the doctor.

The burns of fire magic can only be completely cured by water healing, but when the soldiers are in chaos, decent doctors and magicians either fight with the army or have no time to escape. There are only one or two unreliable doctors left in the city of Remingduo. In the process of treatment, they almost hurt Elena to death. .

She still can't accept the fact that she was abandoned. Although the burn area is not very large, the pain is real. From the body to the mind, it hurts as if it has been cut.

It turns out that her mother's words are not wrong. Men will never take women seriously. As long as they threaten their interests, women will be sacrificed... She endured the severe pain and lay back to ** again, recalling the words her mother said when she was alive.

The master abandoned himself at a critical moment, and Blackcurrant also abandoned himself at a critical moment. These men will always have only them in their hearts and not her! Elena's heart was aching from one after another betrayal. She firmly believed that it was all caused by men's selfishness. She didn't expect that perhaps for them, she did not occupy a place in her heart at all.

A maid opened the door and said something to the maid and doctor in the room. Then a man in a black robe came out of the door. Elena looked at him helplessly: "Who is it?"

"Your Majesty, I'm very sorry for what happened to you," the visitor is the chief priest of the Temple of Glory. He came once when Elena was just rescued from the top of the tower, but at that time, Elena was in a coma. "It may seem a little inhuman to say these words in your illness, but..."

He came to the bed and saluted Elena with one hand on his chest: "The imperial army is encroaching on our territory day and night. In less than half a month, it is estimated that it will be able to besiege Remingduo. If your majesty has no plan to retreat from the enemy, I'm afraid he will not be able to the throne."

Elena's eyes widened and shouted, "They all betrayed me, even you--! Will my compatriots in my motherland also abandon me!"

The chief priest sighed regretfully: "Do you dare to ask your majesty what way can lead us to repel the imperial army?" The members of the royal family sent out of the country by you have contacted the temple one after another. If you are still sick and do nothing, even if the temple is still willing to stand by your side, the people of the whole country will not support you.

Elena was so angry that she didn't know what to say for a long time. The chief priest said sadly, "I heard that the king of the empire was seriously ill a few days ago, and the two heirs fought to the death. This time, the first prince, Himmerin, suddenly sent troops to fight for the war and completely trampled on his brother Solandal..."

"What did you say?" Elena suddenly exclaimed.

The chief priest was inexplicable: "What's wrong?"

Elena bit her lower lip and remembered that she passed by the tool room on the first floor of the hotel that night. She heard the red bird quarrel with a man. If she heard it correctly, the man - that is, the guy who had seen several times in Mr. Blair's villa before and was later chased by Yin and others all the way, seemed to be It's called Solandal!

Now she understands that Blackcurrant was obviously helping herself, but secretly helping Hemmering. Unfortunately, the second prince of the empire was not an idle person. He finally caught him all the way and let him escape.

In this case... Elena simply did nothing and ordered the chief priest, "If you say something, just say that I was burned to death in the fire, and the person named Blackcuron who was with me before was actually a spy sent by the second prince of the empire, Solandal. They transferred the tiger away from the mountain and took advantage of Haimerin to fight in Tugat. War, I plan to secretly return to Usace to ascend the throne first.

The chief priest was surprised and hesitated to say, "This..."

"There is no other way. Only by making Haimerlin suspicious can he withdraw from the imperial army." Elena closed her eyes tiredly.

Blackcurrant, blackcurrant, whose side are you on? You have to make a bet.