The crumpled ball of parchment rolled around the door, and was hidden by the corner of the wall, completely invisible.

Osved sat in front of the desk and rubbed his temples heavily, and the spirit that he had just mentioned a little while ago disappeared. The long-term lack of sleep has left him in a deep state of irritability, mixed with an indescribable exhaustion and mental numbness. interest.

Bai Ying is a person who is aware of current affairs. It deeply feels that the person in front of him is covered with a layer of low air pressure, and it may catch someone at any time. After completing the task of delivering the letter, it rolled off the table, with four forks and eight edges. Lie down on the ground to take a breather.

When people are extremely tired, their thinking is always stray and erratic. Osved supported his head, flipped through the military newspaper two pages ago, and glanced at the still thick night outside the window, and somehow suddenly remembered the old Parsons Manor.

A few fragmentary pictures turned, and the sleepiness rolled up again——

It seemed to be a late spring afternoon. It was raining outside in those few days, and with a few muffled thunder of late spring, it rumbled over from a distance.

Half of the windows of the tea room on the second floor of Parsons Manor were blocked by the broad-leaved privet tree, and the lighting was not very good. On a rainy day, the whole room seemed dark and very dim.

Osved sat on a chair beside the bed with a volume of books in his hands, but kept his eyes on the garden path outside the window. The trail continued straight forward, and it was the iron carved gate.

The old housekeeper Ian let out a "cough", cleared his throat, and entered the room with a straight face: "Master, it's not a good habit to hold a book in a daze, and you will be punished."

The young Osved pursed his lips, turned his head, and asked, "Isn't that bastard coming today?"

The nasolabial lines on Ian's face became deeper, "A polite gentleman should not call others that. Lord Fassbender received the Legion transfer order yesterday, and the spring break ended a week early, and he has already left for the Royal City Base Camp. At that time you burned I haven't returned yet, so I didn't tell you."

After listening to it, Osved felt fortunate for a moment, and he was relieved that he could practice a few silly fighting techniques less. But then, he felt a little dull disappointment.

He couldn't say what he was disappointed with.

He only thought that Fassbender was a bastard, but at least he was much more interesting than those servants. The manor finally gained a little popularity, but now it's scattered again, and it's quiet and boring.

He stared at the carved gate at the end of the garden for a while, then turned to Ian and asked, "Will he come back next spring break?"

Ian thought for a while, then shook his head and told the truth: "The legion usually only has a full spring break in the first year. This is a recruit's benefit. He should not be able to come next year."

What about the next year?

He wanted to ask, but it should be the same answer...

Another muffled thunder rolled past, and before he could get rid of the shallow disappointment, the scenery in front of him flickered, and the glass window in front of him became a wall, and two steps forward, it was a half-open door. The door, a few maids are chatting lazily inside.

He vaguely heard one of them lowered his voice and said, "Have you not heard the reason why the master doesn't like the young master?"

Another "shh" and said softly, "Didn't you find that he looks more and more like Mr. Keno?"

"He doesn't look like Mrs.

"My wife has been seriously ill for several years, and she has lost her face. Can you see what she looks like?"

"It is."

Osved stood motionless by the wall, not wanting to move forward, to hear better, or to step back.

Just when the maids were about to continue their speculation and discussion, a hand was placed on Osved's shoulder and patted gently, "Master, you haven't read today's book, so you can't be lazy."

It was Ian's voice, but he turned his head to find Kevin standing in front of him.

He felt like he was growing taller quickly like a plant, his gaze changed from looking up to looking down and looking down slightly.

Kevin patted the cowhide bag on his waist, and said with a relaxed expression, "I'll go to the tomb of the gods, and I'll be back soon."

Then he turned around, ran into a thorn bush, and cut a path through the thorn branches vigorously. Just when he turned his head and waved at Osved and said, "See, I'll just say I'm more than enough by myself", a thorny branch full of thorns suddenly jumped up, and stabbed Kevin in the blink of an eye. heart.

Kevin opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth to speak, but blood dripped and fell back silently...

"you"

Osved's hand on his chin twitched suddenly, as if he had accidentally stepped on a step, and he woke up suddenly.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the water-soaked parchment map on his desk for a long time before letting out a silent breath.

The hourglass on the corner of the table was only a thin layer, and it had not been too long since he was shocked by the white eagle just now, but all his drowsiness had been swept away by a few miscellaneous fragments just now. It's clean, and there's no need to sleep anymore.

He rubbed his cheeks to wake himself up more thoroughly. Then he got up and picked up the cloak and copper wire mask hanging on the side, intending to go to the hospital.

The young emperor strode out of the door of the study, and the guards patrolling outside immediately slammed their feet together, and they hurried to keep up. Who would have guessed that he had just taken two steps, and the footsteps of the emperor in front of him suddenly stopped, with a low head looking for what.

The guard almost collided without stopping, clinging to the wall and slapped his heart: "Shit, I'm scared to death!"

"Your Majesty, what do you need to find? I'll help you." The guard asked carefully.

As soon as the words were spoken, Osved raised his hand and waved his hand, "No, I see."

He bent down and picked up a small ball of parchment from the wall, opened it and glanced at it and snorted coldly. .

The guard was subconsciously curious: "What is this, Your Majesty?"

Osved walked away, throwing out two words without looking back: "Trash."

guard:"……"

What are you doing in your pocket?

In another place on the map, at the foot of Whitehead Hills, Kevin and the others were silent all night, so they got into the camp early and stopped. Although the people in charge of taking turns on duty at night have been holding their hearts, the overall life is relatively stable.

It was just a little bright in the morning, and everyone packed up under Kevin's instructions and prepared to go back on the road.

"Don't hold the horse vulture, just let them wait in the woods first." Kevin said lightly, "They can't even fly up this mountain wall, and if they fall, they will be a piece of cake."

Everyone: "..." Ancestor, can you stop talking?

Kevin added: "There is no need for so many people to go up together, leave a part here to guard the connection, and watch the horse vulture by the way, and don't let them starve to death."

Everyone who had a green face just now became normal again, and none of them seemed to want to retreat here.

"Seriously..." Kevin leaned on the mountain wall and folded his arms, and said sternly: "Don't think that staying here is to be frightened, it's not enough for men. The soldiers have their own division of labor, and there must be a few people here. You guys If you don't say anything, I'll just order it."

After he finished speaking, he swept around and saw that there was still no one taking the initiative, so he raised his hand and ordered five people to come out.

These five have been paler than the others since yesterday. Obviously, they are really afraid of heights, and they can't keep up and suffer.

"Although it's unlikely, if we haven't come down from the mountain for a week, we'll go back and talk to Ao... and tell His Majesty to think of another way." Kevin thought about it and instructed, after all, he brought a group of people in, and everything was Not too much to say.

Those who plan to go up the mountain quickly pack up.

Kevin undid the short knife that was attached to his waist, and with a thumb, he unsheathed it and held it in his hand for easy climbing later.

The little lion class stood next to him, but couldn't help but ask: "Why can't we go around and go up? Is the Yongsheng Waterfall nestled on the top of the mountain? But aren't all the waterfalls hanging down?"

In fact, other people want to ask this question, but because of an old face, they can't ask very much, so they can only rely on a child who has something to say.

Kevin tried to chisel twice on the mountain wall with a short knife, touched the edge of the knife again, and said, "You will know when you go up. Now that you say it, your feet will be weak."

Everyone: "..." Are your words more lethal? !

Whitehead Hills looks straight up and down, and it's not really out of the way. If you really climb up, there is still a place where you can step on your feet.

Kevin took the lead by himself, with a very flexible string tied around his waist, tying everyone behind him one by one. From a distance, this group of people looks like a winding centipede climbing on the mountain wall.

"Just look at the stone in your hand, and don't look back." Kevin still had time to tell others to pay attention when he climbed up. His voice was so calm and steady that he didn't even catch his breath. For him, the straight and towering mountain walls are like walking on the ground.

If he was alone, he would only climb faster, because he knew that this mountain was not suitable for long stay. The longer you spend here, the easier it is to run into trouble.

But because there was still a string of tinkling behind him, he had to control his speed. When he felt that the rope around his waist became more and more stretched, he stopped and waited for a while, and then continued until they caught up again.

Tie behind him is the little lion class, this little cub is heartless and doesn't think too much. The overall level of the people behind was similar, and the ropes tied to each other did not appear to be straightened for a while and then bent back, so at the beginning, they did not feel that there was much difference between themselves and Kevin.

When climbing a mountain, especially when climbing a mountain like this, time seems to pass very slowly. It felt like a century had passed, but still couldn't see the top of the mountain.

The speed of the crowd has dropped significantly, and their hands and feet seem to be filled with lead. The palms are stained with dust and gravel, and they are not so stable when they are grasped on the raised stones. It takes two more grasps before they dare to lift their feet. After going back and forth, the rhythm of the whole team is a bit chaotic.

"It's almost time, I can already see the top of the mountain." Kevin thought about it, and turned back to encourage him.

Looking back from his point of view, the black head was almost directly under his feet, and the abyss further down, the whole person seemed to be hanging in the sky without any support, and it seemed that a stronger wind could sweep them all away. go down.

However, this height was still tolerable for him, so he just glanced at the foot of the mountain, which he could not see for a long time, with an indifferent expression. This mountain looks high, but in fact it is only about a thousand meters, if you think about it, the distance of about a thousand meters is not too long."

Everyone: "..."

This ancestor really might as well not speak.

However, if two-thirds of the total amount of about a thousand meters is removed, there are only a few hundred meters left. If you think of it as flat ground, you will feel better.

only……

Is this guy in the lead a fucking monster? ! Why do we all want to be exhausted and become dead dogs, he can still talk without blushing and panting, even if he talks, he dares to turn back!

A group of elite officers, large and small, finally felt the injustice of God in hindsight—how can the gap between people be so big? ! Why is there such a wonderful thing as Fassbender!

Kevin crawled forward for a while, until the rope between him and Ben straightened again and stopped again. Only this time, he didn't turn around to speak without changing his face, but put his ear to the mountain wall and listened for a while with his breath held.

There was a faint rubbing sound of "Xi Xi Su Su Suo", which came along the hard rock veins on the mountain wall. It sounded as if something was moving in this mountain.

Luckily, everyone else paid almost all their attention to their almost unconscious hands and feet, so no one noticed this creepy sound when you thought about it.

Kevin listened for a while, then raised his head with a frown, his calm and relaxed expression finally showing signs of tension.

So, you still have to hurry up to climb the broken mountain...

He sighed in his heart, but he didn't turn around to urge others to hurry up a little bit, because urging didn't really work.

"After a while you may see some messy things falling from the top of your head." Kevin's tone was still calm, as if he was explaining a very common thing, "Don't worry, just keep crawling on yours, but avoid it a little bit. , don't crawl here with great difficulty, and be smashed back to the place with a sullen head."

Hearing him say this at first, everyone first thought that it was a rockfall in the mountains, but apart from sighing twice, it didn't really feel that scary. Until they heard some voices suddenly coming from somewhere above their heads.

The voice was very strange, the tone was human-like but muffled, and the content was inaudible.

If had to describe it, it was like a group of people who had their tongues pulled together. They communicated by shouting, but no one could understand what they were shouting.

Why is there such a sound at the top of the mountain? !

Everyone thought about it for a while, only to feel that the scalp was a little numb.

"The world is so big, we must calmly accept the existence of various ethnic groups." Kevin's voice came from the top of his head, and at a time like this, the pervert had the time to make fun of him, "Even if you are ugly, you can't discriminate against others."

Everyone: "..."

Kevin grabbed the stone in one hand and chiseled into the mountain wall with a short knife in the other hand. He quietly crouched on the stone surface, squinting at the layer of milky white mist hanging on the top of the mountain, like a man walking against the mountain wall. Snake, waiting for an opportunity.

Suddenly, the outlines of black shadows appeared one after another in the milky white mist.

Kevin's body tense: here it is!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the dark shadows in the fog jumped down at an extremely fast speed. They seemed to have suction cups on their hands and feet. They jumped from top to bottom and didn't roll directly to the foot of the mountain. They came face-to-face with Kevin in two steps.

What Kevin just said was not a joke, these things are really ugly.

There is almost no "neck" transition between their huge heads and bodies, as if they are carrying an old melon on their shoulders. The upper body is almost as thin as firewood, even the ribs are distinct, but there is a belly that is as round as it is suffocating, and further down are two legs that are as thin as dry branches, and the feet are slender, as if they can be broken with a pinch.

In fact, Kevin really raised his hand and squeezed it.

The skin on these monsters is like the bark of a hundred-year-old tree. When it is crushed, it will make a cracking sound when the feet are stepped on the dead leaves, which sounds indescribably disgusting.

They are fast and strong, and their dry wood-like fingers can stick firmly to people when they get on them. The foot of the mountain fell into a mess of meat.

Kevin firmly grasped the short handle of the knife that was chiseled into the rock with one hand, and the other hand hooked the monster's legs like a gust of wind. When the monster was about to grab his arm, he slammed hard and broke with a "click". its bones, and then threw it off without any hesitation.

Those seven or eight monsters rushed over one after another, and Kevin grabbed another mountain wall with his free hand, and in a blink of an eye he pulled out the short knife that had been cut into the mountain wall.

The monster's huge belly is probably the softest part of its body. Kevin's sharp blade is sharp, and he can cut one alive with a single stroke like cutting tofu.

The cold hairs that had just stood up on the people who were climbing the mountain below had not yet subsided, and they heard a shrill screaming from the top of their heads for a few miles.

Immediately afterwards, the shadows thumped down from both sides as if they didn't want money, and the speed was so fast that everyone was overwhelmed.

The officer at the end couldn't help but chased the falling shadow and glanced at it, and his calf was twitching - the monster's old bark-like face looked terrifying, and the abyss under his feet was almost impossible to see. People were terrified.

He abruptly retracted his gaze, stared at the stone wall that was close at hand, and recited several times in silence, "I can't turn back, it's coming, I can't look back, it's coming", the heart that was about to pop out of his throat was beating more slowly. .

Osved has a good saying: "Even if you don't get hurt, you only have one head and two hands. It's a dream to be one hundred and one thousand."

No matter how agile Kevin is, he only has two hands in total, not to mention one has to claw on the mountain wall and can only parry those monsters for a while.

Fortunately, there are not many monsters going down the mountain, there are only eight or nine in total. Kevin tossed them all down before his arm cramped. He turned his wrist, loosened his muscles and bones a little, and then chiseled a knife on the mountain wall, and said to the people below: "It's all right for now, let's go. Speed ​​up a little bit, or maybe there will be another round. At that time, I'm not sure if you just watch and don't use your hands."

Everyone was in a complicated mood for a while.

When they came out of the entire team from the Hanging Palace, all of them had the idea of ​​helping Kevin. After all, as long as people with normal brains feel that "going alone to the Fae God's Tomb is courting death", they are just too embarrassed to say it.

They felt that having so many people together would undoubtedly make Kevin a lot easier.

Before climbing the mountain, their thoughts were still firm. After all, they set up tents to find food, boil water and drink horses, including night duty, most of them were done by them. But at this moment, they were a little embarrassed, as if a big mouth was slapped on the face, and it was hot and red.

help? Make him a lot easier?

Ha ha.

Everyone almost gave themselves a dry smile in their hearts.

Starting from climbing the mountain wall, the more they climbed, the more they realized that they didn't seem to be here to help, but the kind sent by the enemy to be an undercover agent for Kevin, who was a hindrance.

If it weren't for them, Kevin would probably be standing on the top of the mountain now, and naturally he wouldn't have to go through that wave of hand-to-hand combat, even though his voice still sounded relaxed.

"What is that?" It was still the officer who asked "Climbing the mountain or going around the mountain" first to say, "How can they come down from the top of the mountain and live on the mountain?"

Kevin considered the words for a while, and finally said, "No, they live in the mountains."

"..." The officer couldn't understand the difference for a while. After all, when talking about "on the mountain" and "in the mountain" on weekdays, the meanings are not too much.

"As for what it is... you can just treat them as the natives of Whitehead Hills." Kevin didn't know how to explain the existence of this thing, he continued to climb up, and said: "Didn't you say it just now? , we must calmly accept the existence of various ethnic groups."

"When you said there were troublesome things on the mountain last night, did you mean this?" Ban gasped and asked after him.

"Almost." Kevin didn't want to say all of them, but he was afraid that after saying this, the person behind would slide down with one hand, which would not be wonderful. "As far as I know, the thing just now prefers to come out at night. It's just that the work and rest are not normal."

He deliberately said a few more words, so that everyone who was suffering from exhaustion and fright could relax a little, and they could concentrate on the words, and they might not be so tired when they got up.

"If I came up last night, I would have encountered more than that. Maybe they would come down in groups." Kevin clicked his tongue twice, "It fell like a high tide, then I can't stop it."

Everyone imagined the scene for a while, and their faces turned a little green.

After a few words, they climbed up for a while.

Although everyone has been worried, but luck is not bad. The last section was safe and smooth, and there were no more moths. The only danger was that the mountain wall was covered with some snow and ice, which felt piercingly cold to the touch, and it was very slippery.

However, they each had a saber, and they were not afraid of slipping into the stone wall, and they had already sweated all the way down, and it didn't matter if they were cold or cold, it was just cool.

"It's here." Kevin's faint words were more exciting than any stimulant.

The eyes of everyone who felt that they were about to die suddenly lit up, but they suddenly came to life, speeding up as if returning to the light, and they kept urging the people in front: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Kevin reached out and touched the stone platform on the top of the mountain, and then with the strength of the short knife, he rolled over to the top of the mountain, and turned his head and handed the hand to the class who was following closely behind.

A group of people climbed up one by one, and then they slumped to the ground with their arms and feet spread out like a dead dog, panting heavily.

Kevin sat down too, with one leg bent, elbow loosely on his knee, and the other hand fanning himself.

The ground here is actually covered with a layer of snow that is neither thick nor thin, and don't know if it has been trampled on too much by something, and it is almost pressed into ice. A group of people froze on the ice for a while, lazily, not wanting to move a finger.

It wasn't until it was about to freeze into an adult stick that he sat up one after another and asked, "How do I go after that?"

The little lion class was young and energetic, and soon jumped up and down again, and walked around in a circle.

Because of its height and straightness, the mountain looks a little thin from the outside, as if at the top of the mountain, there is only a place as large as the tip of a needle. But when actually climbed up, found that this mountain is still very hidden.

The area of ​​the top of the mountain is much larger than what they imagined, and it is not flat at the end of the view, but the rocks are rugged, and the layers are standing.

Ban didn't dare to run far, and Kankan retracted to Kevin's side after looking at it for a while, and said, "I turned around, but I didn't see any Eternal Life Waterfall."

Kevin waved at him and said, "Don't worry, you guys can take a breath first. You can take out the dry food on your back and eat a little first. I'm not sure when the next time you have time to eat."

When he said this, everyone was horrified: What does it mean to be unsure when the next opportunity to eat will be? ! Is this going to go to the tomb of God? But the tomb of the gods obviously doesn't even have a ghost shadow? !

Kevin didn't rush to explain, he was afraid that after explaining these people, they would have a stomachache and they wouldn't be able to eat.

He took out a little bit of eagle food from the cowhide bag and sprinkled it on the ground. Then he slapped the officer who likes to ask questions on the back and said, "Nick? Take out the jerky from your bag, I'm starving to death."

Nick let out an "oh" and simply buckled the backpack upside down, and the greased paper bun with the jerky rolled onto the ground. Kevin unceremoniously peeled off the layer of greased paper, picked up a piece of meat, and swallowed it in three or two mouthfuls.

It took them half a day to climb the Whitehead Hills. They set off at dawn, and it was past noon when they reached the top of the mountain. Coupled with a lot of physical exertion, these old men were so hungry that their chests were sticking to their backs. .

The sun was mostly blocked by blue-black clouds, and only a dim light could be seen. The sky was gloomy, and it looked like it might rain at any time.

The wind on the top of the mountain is dry and strong. The only advantage is that the flying insects are almost extinct, so there is no need to worry about being stung all over the body. Kevin ate three meat sticks in a row as a base, and only slowed down when the fourth stick came, chewing and swallowing slowly.

Just when he had the last sip left, an eagle chirp came from the clouds on the side, attracting Kevin's attention.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that the white eagle who had been sent to deliver the letter followed the eagle food he had spread all the way up to the top of the mountain, flapping its wings and stabbing into his arms.

Kevin: "..."

He didn't quite understand how the palace raised eagles in recent years, and why it was inexplicably acting cute and stupid, and he was stunned every time.

Bai Ying stretched out a small leg very humanely, and shook the small metal cylinder tied to the leg.

Kevin simply shoved the last bit of jerky in his mouth and pulled out a rolled-up parchment from the small cylinder.

Before leaving, he made an agreement with Osved. In order to facilitate the remote control of the palace, he would report the progress every time he pushed forward. It is best to attach the location, route and method of entering the tomb of the gods.

Kevin was very lazy, and felt that it was too much to explain in a eloquent manner, so he came up with such a "pictorial method", which he thought was simple and unrestrained, and it was clear at a glance.

As a result, Osved's reply was even more clear at a glance. It didn't even have a picture on it, only two lines of scribbled words: Draw something filthy, unsightly, and then scribble some nonsense and come back to break your dog's legs.

Kevin: "..."

No, what is dirty? Still unsightly?

He stared at the emperor's overly arrogant note for a long time, and sneered: It's because people are far away and can't beat him, it's itchy, right? Who broke whose dog's leg? !

Without even thinking about it, Kevin took another piece of parchment paper from the kraft bag and quickly painted it - no painting? who cares about you...

He was still too lazy to describe the process in small words and paragraphs. Instead, he drew a simpler and rougher Whitehead Hills in one stroke, painted a black dot on the top of the mountain, spent an arrow, and succinctly marked the word "hole". Below is another line of approval: when you reach the top, go in through the hole.

This bastard has no self-knowledge, and has no objective understanding of his coquettish painting skills. After writing it, he looked at it and felt that there was no problem, so he rolled it up and stuffed it back into the small cylinder, and let Bai Ying continue to bring the news back. .

The white eagle ate enough eagle food, drank some water, rested his legs and walked away like an uncle.

Only Ben was holding a piece of jerky in his mouth and asked Kevin blankly, "What was that thing you drew just now?"

"Whitehead Hills." Kevin said without blushing, "so obviously you can't see it?"

Ignoring the bullshit for the moment, Ban tilted his head and said, "Then why did you draw a dot on the top of the mountain and say it's a hole? There are holes on the top of this mountain? Why didn't I see it just now?"

Kevin waved his hand and said, "Behind that rock, don't worry, we have to go from there in a while."

Ban didn't understand what he meant, and said "Oh" with a normal expression.

Twenty minutes later, when everyone was standing around the huge hole, Ban finally understood what "we have to go from there later".

They have lived for so many years and have heard countless legends about Whitehead Hills and Eternal Life Falls. Every time they conceived in their hearts, they subconsciously hung the waterfall on the top of the mountain, or halfway up the mountain. And never thought that the original waterfall can be embedded in the mountain.

Whitehead Hills not only looks towering and almost bizarre on the outside, but it is also bizarre on the inside - because it is hollow.

There is a huge hole on the top of the mountain. If you look in from the edge of the hole, you can see the bottom all the way, like a natural deep well that grows on the ground. The so-called Yongsheng Waterfall grows at the "bottom of the well".

As for why the water flow at the bottom of the well is called a waterfall...

That's because there is a huge pothole at the bottom of the well. The pothole is not very natural, because the edge is a layer of steps, spiraling towards the hole. If it is not in such a dangerous place, at first glance , a bit like the circular fountain pool with steps on the edge of the central temple square of St. Antis.

It's just that it's not as gentle and quiet as the fountain. Huge water flows from all sides of the steps and pours straight into the black hole in the middle. Because it is too turbulent, a huge vortex is formed in the center.

Ben and Nick were dumbfounded by the cave and listened for a while.

The sound of the rushing water inside, through the layers of the mountain wall, was superimposed, and it became particularly powerful. It was like the roaring wind was surrounded by thousands of horses galloping, and the shock made people's hearts throb.

"What do you mean from here?" Nick asked, his lips quivering.

Kevin Beast Fassbender pointed at the vortex with a golden knife and said, "Jump in."

With a "bang", Ban immediately shoved over.

Just as they were shaking their legs, standing at a height of a thousand meters and preparing to commit suicide, in the Ugin Hanging Palace at the north end, Osved had just finished running the Medical Officer's Academy, the Priest's Academy, and the three major army camps. progress. He finally got a little free in the afternoon, and planned to seize the time to take a nap to slow down.

As a result, in just a short while, he dreamed of some bloody scenes. To sum up, it can be summed up in one sentence - Kevin's several ways to die.

Either he was hit by a sharp arrow from the tomb of the gods, he was nailed to a tall stone statue, or he fell to the ground from a height... Without exception, he was pierced through the heart.

Every dream is finally fixed on Kevin's empty expression. The corners of his mouth are overflowing with unstoppable blood, and the blood under his body seeps out from slow to fast. Shallow mooring.

Then, in those beautiful eyes, the black pupils slowly and clearly spread out...

Osved's fingers twitched, and he woke up suddenly again. don't know when a layer of cold sweat had evaporated from body, and when the wind was brought in by the window, it was cold and sticky, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

He lay down for a while with low pressure all over his body, and finally wiped his face and turned over to sit up. Then he opened the door of the bedside cabinet with a gloomy expression, took out the crumpled parchment on which Whitehead Hills was drawn, and squinted for a moment.

otherwise……

An idea flashed in his mind, but soon, he shook his head and rejected it.

Just as he was about to roll over and get out of bed, Peter, the commander of the crusade, knocked on the door: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report."