The little girl was none other than the one they had rescued from the trial not long ago.
There was a suspicious look in the box's eyes, and a look of panic flashed across the little girl's face. The next moment she immediately turned around with the basket in her arms and was about to run away. But she seemed to have forgotten the steps of the bakery behind her. When she stepped back, she happened to stumble on the steps. When she turned around, she also lost her balance. Her thin body leaned back, and she and the bread in the basket were thrown towards her. Then fell down.
But at that moment, time seemed to freeze. The box raised its right hand, and the little girl, the basket in her hand, and the black bread flying out of the basket were all frozen in mid-air.
"Woma Dallas——" The boy recited a spell. Under the restraint of invisible power, the bread in mid-air returned to the basket one after another, and the basket returned to the little girl's hands. The little girl also recovered from losing her balance. Return to normal state.
The box gently snapped its fingers, and time seemed to 'recover' from stagnation. The little girl held the basket and stepped back several steps before she could stand still.
The little girl's thin shoulders tensed up nervously. She looked around in confusion, then raised her head and stared at the tightly wrapped boy in front of her. Her dirty face was extremely clear. His big eyes flashed for a moment, and then showed a hint of panic and uneasiness.
She stepped back cautiously, staring closely at the box as she backed away. However, seeing that the box made no further movements, she quickly turned around and ran away into the alley like a frightened little animal. It only lasted a moment. The effort disappeared without a trace.
The box looked in that direction silently, motionless. After a while, he slowly lowered his hand.
"The Chosen One?"
Along with the sound of the door opening, a somewhat rough voice sounded from behind him.
Xiang turned around and saw a tall man pushing out the door of the shop where the little girl came out, standing by the door and looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
There is a scar on the man's face from his right brow bone to his left chin, running through his right eye and the bridge of his nose. But his expression was calm, and his temples were stained with frost. He didn't look ferocious, but rather like a veteran who had left the battlefield, a retired soldier.
His gaze looked very deep, but his right eye was a little dull, obviously due to injury.
Seeing that the box was only looking at him in a daze, the man asked again: "I want to ask you a question, are you the Chosen One?"
Box then shook his head and replied truthfully: "No, I am a killer."
"Killer?" The man was startled and couldn't help laughing. He shook his head: "You are a killer, that's okay. So, Mr. Killer, do you have any work to do?"
The box replied, "I'm not free."
The man looked up and down the box, his eyes moving from the sword on his waist to the magic gloves. He suddenly said: "The gloves are good, who gave them to you?"
Box lowered his head and looked at his sword, then at his gloves, and raised his head. There was a trace of doubt in the exposed eye, as if asking: What does this have to do with you?
The man chuckled, not caring, and just replied: "Compared with your gloves, your sword is not worthy of it. Among the magic swordsmen I have seen, there is no one as strange as you."
Xiang Xiang took out the sword and waved it in front of the opponent, looking a little unconvinced. He found this magic sword from the sunken ship and has been using it until now. He doesn't find anything wrong with it. It can be regarded as the best sword he has ever used.
The man looked at the sword and shook his head: "It's just scrap metal."
Xiang Xiang raised his sword and pointed it at the opponent, meaning that the opponent would only know if the sword was good or bad by trying it.
But the man didn't even look at the shining sword tip. He only looked at him across the edge and said, "Interesting little guy, what's your name?"
Box looked eager to try, and was about to answer, but suddenly remembered that the group leader wanted them to hide their identities, so he changed his mind and said, "My name is Aidanlian Box."
The man was stunned for a moment, thinking what kind of weird name it was, but most of the names of the Chosen Ones were weird, so there was nothing surprising about it. But this name always seemed familiar to him. He thought for a moment and shook his head, wondering why he was struggling with this?
Only then did he come back to his senses and said, "Weird name, please wait for me here."
After leaving these words, the man didn't say anything to him. He didn't even look at the sword in his hand. He turned around, opened the door and walked into the house.
The box was a bit puzzling, but he stood there and thought for a moment, then put away his sword. Don't think about things that you can't figure out. In the past, when he asked what the meaning behind the Star Gate was, Gubai Zhiye also answered him in the same way. I have to say that this method is very useful.
At this time, Papalar pushed out the door from the other side with a large bag of bread. He looked in this direction and waved to him excitedly, "Come on, I've finished my work. Let's find a place to go." Eat."
The box thought for a moment, then immediately put the previous matter behind him and nodded.
When the man pushed out the door with a wooden box in his arms, there were only two lines of footprints left in the thick snow on the square. He couldn't help but be startled, looked around, then shook his head, glanced at the box in his hand, then bent down and placed it on the ground, then turned around and walked back.
Closed the door.
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A night of silence.
After finally escaping from the harsh environment in the wilderness, everyone had a good sleep that day, especially Tianlan, Ai Xiaoxiao and Jita. The three little girls looked energetic the next morning, completely different from before. It's two different things.
The snow was still very light the next day, and it seemed that the blizzard that had lasted for several days was finally clearing up. Fang Plover discussed the Crow's Claw Temple with his ship officer at ten o'clock in the morning. He was actually somewhat concerned about the 'temple' that suddenly appeared, but he was more concerned about what was behind the scenes.
He suspected that perhaps El Paxin or some local force was involved, or perhaps it was His Highness the Prince, because only the other party had this intention and motive.
But after listening to his words, Sylvester smiled and shook her head and said, "It can't be His Royal Highness."
Fang Yu looked at her a little surprised.
"He is not that kind of person," Sylvide said with a smile: "He is a conspirator, a politician, a usurper, and a supporter of the rebel party. This is how he is described outside. But when you see the old man, you will You will understand what kind of person he is.”
Fang Yu was startled for a moment, but still nodded. His Highness the Prince was indeed a legend in Kaolin-Ishulian. In fact, before he came to this world, he had heard many rumors about the other party——
The previous king had only two sons, and the eldest son was the previous king Silian III.
And the second son is the prince.
It is rumored that His Highness the Prince was born with a disability and ugly appearance. He did not inherit the handsomeness and beauty of his father and mother, and was not the same as the previous king. When the other party was still a young man, he was known for his withdrawn personality and maverick personality, and was never accepted by the outside world.
Later, this young man went to the Silver Tower alone to study under the master of Eagle Castle, Danny Deere. However, Danny Deere did not make any attribution about his student. Outsiders only knew that he left Eagle Castle not long after. .
Since then, he has been traveling around the continent, and even left Kaolin-Ithurion to visit Oshur and Lotta. When he returned to the country, the late king had already ascended the throne. He has been assisting his brother behind the scenes and won the trust of Cillian III.
It is said that His Highness the Prince has outstanding abilities. He was behind the Battle of Bain and the subsequent cleansing of Dragon Worshipers in the South.
He has also supported many young people, including today's Sir Roban. The Elven Queen has also benefited from his grace. Even Sylvide's father, Sir Marwei, has also received funding from His Highness the Prince.
With the joint efforts of the relatively enlightened King Cillian III and His Highness the Prince, the Kingdom of Kaolin has changed from the sluggish state of nearly half a century, and is gradually showing signs of emerging from the haze of the Dragon Witch incident a hundred years ago.
As a result, His Highness the Prince has many friends and political allies in the kingdom, including not only humans and elves, but also dwarves and Istanians. It can be said that friends are spread throughout Kaolin-Ishuli install.
But precisely because of this, it is natural for the new king to be afraid of his uncle, and the prime minister's party also regards him as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.
But regarding this legendary figure, most of what is circulated among the people is about his early experiences and his peculiar appearance. Very few people can really outline what His Royal Highness the Prince looks like in his work and daily life. About his personality and There are also different opinions on preferences.
Due to the deliberate propaganda by the Prime Minister, most people believed that His Highness the Prince was a sinister, cold-blooded conspirator who planned many plans behind his back.
Even Fang Plover himself inevitably fell into this stereotype. However, after Sylvide reminded him, he realized that he really didn't seem to know what kind of person this prince was.
When he thought that the other party would meet him soon, he couldn't help but be curious. This prince and the late King Silian III were brothers. They were only a few years apart, and the former king had passed away. When he thought about this prince carefully, He is almost an old man in his seventies.
The late King Silian III had an excellent reputation among the people, and what kind of person was this old man who created an era together with Silian III, the living legend of Corin-Ithurion?
The breakfast is still not rich, but everyone is at least full. It seems that although the supplies are scarce, it will not have any serious consequences.
In fact, Gray Owl Town is close to Gula Port, so theoretically there should be no possibility of shortage of supplies. When Fang Plover asked, he learned that the Crow Claw Temple had implemented a relatively strict control system on the rationing of the entire town.
However, in the current environment, it is not wrong to do so.
After breakfast, everyone went out to do their own things. Luo Hao, Jita, and Miss Tata stayed in the hotel, responsible for analyzing intelligence and coordinating everyone. If there are any emergencies, timely feedback can be provided to everyone here.
The day before, Parker and Xiangxi returned to the hotel before the agreed time. It seemed that the two of them didn't cause any trouble, and Fang Yu didn't bother to ask them where they had gone.
Besides, he could guess that the Papalar man must have set up a small stove again, and he also knew that this guy spent all his pocket money early in the morning, and this time he probably owed money for the box again.
As for how much money the Papalars owe to the team, this is probably a figure only God can tell clearly.
After leaving the hotel, Fang Yu took Luo Yu and Miss Mei Yi straight out of the city.
Although the Crow's Claw Temple has implemented relatively strict control over the entire Gray Owl Town, they also saw a lot of patrolling Gray Knights on the streets along the way. However, they were not blocked when they left the city, as if they were on trial yesterday. It was like nothing happened on the field.
The Crow's Claw Temple didn't even send additional manpower to the town's entrance.
There were only a few lazy guards on duty there, and the situation was almost exactly the same as when they entered the place yesterday. There were no knights in black and white uniforms around, but there was a priest in black robes handing out leaflets. .
There is a holy symbol of a raven on the opponent's robe, and he looks like a cleric from the Crow's Claw Temple.
Fang Yu was a little curious about this sudden appearance of the temple. He took the other party's flyer and looked at it, and found that there were only a few sentences written on it, which were roughly related to Aidanlian's teachings. But two sentences still caught his attention:
'The raven predicts the end, when the storm is coming, the world will fall into ruin——'
'Great Aidanrian, listen to the name of my god, and the world will be saved. '
Eschatology and soteriology are commonplace methods in their world. Europeans have been using this method since the fourteenth century, and they even legitimately created a thing called indulgences to make money.
However, those who later inherited this mantle were mostly various cult organizations and folk magicians. This is also normal. Without causing panic, it will be difficult for these people to fish in troubled waters and make profits.
But facts have proven that the Day of Judgment has been moving backwards from several centuries BC to the 22nd century. Even controllable nuclear fusion at room temperature is about to be realized in fifty years, but the Day of Judgment in religious legends is still far away. No deadline.
But the situation in Aitaria was different. When Fang Plover saw these lines of text, he almost immediately thought of the coming of the misfortune.
He raised his head and looked at the priest in black robes. He was a young man in his twenties, with a pale face and curly black hair sticking to his forehead. The young man looked at the crowd with dark eyes and asked them:
"War and disaster are coming, are you prepared?"
Fang Yu was stunned and couldn't help asking: "What are you preparing for?"
"Join us, believe in my God, and you will be saved."
Only then did Fang Yu realize that the other party was just a believer. He shook his head and left with Luo Yu and Miss Mei Yi.
After walking out of Gray Owl Town, he turned back and asked, "Ms. Mei, is this how you preach?"
May replied: "We are hypocrites and are not responsible for proselytizing. And I am a skitarii, and preaching is a matter for priests. Mr. Ed can ask his sister, Miss Tang Xin may know better than me." She compared the emblem on her chest. The paladin's emblem was somewhat different from the priest's holy emblem. It was a shield with Ori's preferred weapon on it - a mace.
Fang Yu shook his head. Forget it about his cousin. Tang Xin just took the name of Pastor Milela and never received any training from the beginning - the chosen ones get their power from the gods. And giving faith to the gods is an exchange relationship and cannot be said to be people inside the temple at all.
Mei thought for a moment before replying: "But I have seen them preaching, and it should be similar."
The world with the true god is indeed different from their world, Fang Yu thought.
"Where are we going?" Luo Yu asked at this time.
Fang Plover looked up and saw that the forest in the distance was covered with snow, and the whole world was completely white.
The place they were going to was a monastery a few miles away from Gray Owl Town. He had asked Luo Hao to investigate in advance. The place where the Shadow Man first appeared near Gray Owl Town was near this monastery.
The monastery was built almost in the same era as Gray Owl Town. After the war with the Gray Owl people, a group of Mirela ascetics stayed in this place and built the monastery. The monastery existed for more than a century, then gradually declined and is now abandoned.
It is said that a century ago this place was occupied by a group of exiled criminals, bandits and wandering mercenaries. However, the new owners of the monastery did not stay long and were either wiped out or left.
As a result, the monastery also experienced several times of prosperity and decline.
Its last prosperity was about thirty years ago, when a group of ascetics settled here again, but the rebuilt monastery was soon destroyed in a mysterious fire, and the place never regained its prosperity after that. .
A few months ago, a group of adventurers passed by here and used the abandoned monastery as a temporary campsite, where they encountered the Shadow Man. Not many people survived that encounter, but there were one or two Chosen Ones among them, so relevant rumors were left in the community.
It is said that this was the first sighting of the Shadow Man near Gray Owl Town. After that, rumors about the Shadow Man spread, and then the Crow's Claw Temple also settled here.
Until today.
Following the map downloaded from the community, the three walked through the snow-covered forest and found the right direction without much effort.
Although it has been abandoned for a long time, an ancient road still remains in the forest leading to the monastery. The trail has been gradually eroded by the forest over the decades, but some traces of man-made artifacts can still be seen vaguely. The fences and broken street signs on the roadside can all guide them.
Fang Plover wasn't sure if other than them, other people had been to the monastery to investigate recently, but it snowed all night last night, and even if there were any traces, they were already covered by the snow.
It didn't take long for them to reach their destination.
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