The light of the fire and the light of the magic lamp complement each other. This bright light seems to be a barrier, completely blocking the cold outside the hall.
It was already late at night, and ever since I washed the dishes for Granny Wiesel, I had been sitting opposite her, looking at her blankly. You would never imagine that for such an old woman, the moment she picked up the needle and thread, she seemed to be a completely different person. Her eyes were sharp and clear, her movements were quick and neat, and every bit of her needlework was something I could do. Best place that comes to mind.
She was sewing gold edges for a skirt, and her right hand was flying up and down on both ends of the fabric, as gracefully and calmly as a dance, and there was also the fishbone needle, which seemed to be pulled out of afterimages in the air. It was my first time I saw someone who could use a needle like a dagger to turn out flowers.
When she finally put away her needlework, I realized that the dazzling golden edge was as if it had been printed and dyed on it originally, smooth, delicate and delicate.
"Oh...it's simply wonderful, Granny Wiesel." I couldn't help but marvel.
"Of course," Visser said proudly, but his voice was a little tired, "I am the best showgirl in Lordaeron, I mean, I used to be. I also sewed robes for King Terenas, At that time, he was still very young, and his clothes were worn out every few days..." She did not continue, but leaned into the recliner, "I knew what it was as soon as I touched the fabric. The silk threads on it made slits like long... It’s so clear in my mind that I know how to do the needle even with my eyes closed.”
"Really?" I closed my eyes and touched the skirt, but it was so smooth. "Is there a gap in it?"
"What's the saying? To understand something, you must first be familiar with it, right?"
"Well, yes, I'm good at catching hares, because I often take off the trap..." As I said, I touched my skirt harder, "But I really didn't touch it... Wait, if I touch it like this, there seems to be more a little……"
"Hey!" She lightly slapped the back of my hand and said angrily, "Don't wrinkle it, it belongs to Princess Caliya."
I immediately took my hand back and stuck out my tongue at her.
"Study hard, my dear. Remember that sentence..."
"To understand something, you must first be familiar with it." I finished her words for her, "I remember it."
"Okay, it's very late now. Listen, the wild dogs and cats outside have gone to sleep, so you have to go and rest." Wiesel straightened his skirt and stood up shakily. "Go to the next door in the morning." 'Whistle' buy some hot bread freshly baked from the oven and put it on the table."
"I will."
"Oh, there's also milk, remember to bring it in," Wiesel added as he walked to the stairs, "You can have a drink."
"That's so kind of you."
"Ha, Old John's 'Milk of Justice'," she said, stepping up the stairs, and the following words were indistinct amid the thumping upstairs, "Oh, my God, Old John loves mermaids, Cows only like to eat grass, tell me how righteous he or she is?"
I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Good night, dear."
"Good night, Granny Wiesel."
*
The skirt on the table shimmered with gold, reminding me of something I saw in "A Study in Stealth and Subterfuge."
"When assassinating in the dark night, if you can know where the opponent's heart is at the first touch, you will win half the battle." Garona's words seemed to be no different from Granny Wiesel's.
I leaned forward and pulled out the small piece of cloth used for practice on the table, and carefully looked at the criss-crossed threads on it. Then, I closed my eyes, touched the gap on it and took a needle. The stinging pain on my fingers made me He hissed and immediately threw the needle and thread far away.
oh! I am not suitable for needlework at all! Of course, no one has made me familiar with the location of the heart, but maybe I can try something else.
I closed my eyes, raised my hands, and carefully felt the changes in the wind.
The heat wave coming from the fireplace...
The cold wind penetrated through the cracks in the window...
Finally, I found the dark crack at the edge of my consciousness, and the sound of strong wind came from there. The more I listened carefully, the more the sound of wind exploded!
With a breath, I seemed to have passed through the crack. I suddenly opened my eyes, and the kingdom of shadows overlapped with everything in front of me. I stepped on the wind of shadows under my feet, and with a swipe, I hit the back of the door as expected.
boom--
Oh...the pain in my nose made me shed tears for a long time before I recovered.
The wind of shadow was still blowing, and I reluctantly looked at the bed with the canopy. A second later, my forehead hit the strong pillar, and this time, I almost cried.
*
Unexpectedly, in the dark morning, when I turned on the magic lamp and opened the door, Dallion, wearing a thick cloak, was already standing under the jacaranda tree. When he saw me, he waved to me warmly. "Messiah!"
"Oh! It's so cold!" His face turned red from the cold, and before I could say anything, he squeezed into the door sideways. He stacked the things on his back neatly beside the fireplace, and I found that it was a bundle of firewood. After doing that, he took off his cloak and stood by the fireplace, rubbing his hands together.
I immediately closed the door, "Why are you here?" I looked at the silent second floor and asked in a low voice.
"I think you will need firewood. This thing is very heavy. By the way, is your water tank empty?"
"Our tanks are full, Dallion, these are my jobs."
"Grandma Wiesel is old, everyone should take care of her, right?" As he said, he walked to the wooden table and began to take out things from the magic pattern backpack, including steaming milk, dry cheese, and There was white bread that smelled fresh from the oven, and there was enough for five people.
Come, tell me, how should I reject him like the unreachable sky and the unreachable sea?
"Eat quickly, Messiah. If you are fast enough, we can do something else before going to the training ground." He sat down at the wooden table and said like a host greeting guests.
"What else do you want to do? Darien?" I stood opposite him, holding the wooden table with both hands, staring at him for a moment, "Help me sweep the floor, clean the windows, even sew clothes, and wash underwear?"
The milk in Dallion's mouth almost spurted out, and his ears were visibly red, "I mean, we can do some confrontation training. There is an open space at the end of the street, which happens to be remote and there is no one. In this way, maybe we won't be attacked in the future. The beating was so severe.”
After thinking about that sentence for a while, I immediately sat across from him.
Once again, I saw Darien's huge appetite. He silently and quickly destroyed three people's things. His movements were faster than mine, and I was stunned for a moment. After eating all that, he seemed to still be a little unsatisfied, but after looking at me, he still looked away at the bread, "You have eaten too little." He told me seriously.
I silently pushed the things in front of him, "Let's go and eat while walking."
*
Ever since I beat Darien to tears, I have been prohibited from entering the Mograine family's manor in Tarren Mill. Therefore, it can be said that I have never had a real discussion with Darion. All I know about him is In class, we did the actions required by the instructors time and time again. He could do it perfectly every time. Moreover, the iron sword always burst out with unexpected power in his hands. His attendant Ryder could No lie, he could leave a deep gash in a training dummy with one explosive blow.
"Just right here." Unexpectedly, Dallion, who was walking in front, stopped.
Not far from Wiesel's mother-in-law's house, here is the ruins of a collapsed building, with rubble and bricks scattered all over the ground.
"So this street is so desolate?" I looked around in the dim surroundings. Except for the swaying jacaranda trees, there was nothing alive. "How many families live here?"
"This street is in a very remote location, in the corner of Lordaeron. Moreover, some things happened in the past, and no one wants to stay here. When you come here, be careful where you step."
With Dalien's support, I jumped steadily under the jacaranda tree, "Something? What is it?"
"Well...I heard that decades ago, a knight from the Diamond family lived here, and he planted the jacaranda trees here. However, he tried to use black magic to kill King Terenas. , after the incident was revealed, he set fire to himself here, and his ashes were blown over the entire street by the wind. Overnight, all the jacarandas withered. Some people say that Sir Diamond cursed this place. , so as more and more people move away, the place becomes more and more deserted.”
"A knight who likes to plant flowers and trees, but tries to use black magic to kill people? Why?"
"I heard that his mind was controlled."
"So, I hate magic and curses."
call--
The cold wind blew from the end of the street, and I couldn't help but rub my cold arms.
"Messiah?" Dallion bent slightly and looked at me, his bright eyes full of smiles, "Are you afraid?"
I was stunned for a moment, and then I looked behind him with a look of fear. This time it was his turn to be stunned. He immediately turned around, but I pushed him forward hard.
"Oh!" He exclaimed and rushed forward several steps before he stabilized himself. I took the opportunity to pick up a medium-long wooden stick at my feet.
"Messiah! You can't do this!" He turned around in embarrassment and shouted dissatisfied.
I shook the weapon in my hand and bared my teeth at him, "Darian, are you scared?" Before I finished speaking, I raised the wooden stick in my hand and rushed towards him.
"Oh!" He opened his eyes, shocked.
*
I have to say, Dallion now is completely different from Dallion a few years ago!
His steps were extremely steady, and even when I was sneak-attacking him, he actually managed to dodge without missing a beat. He retreated steadily, dodging or parrying my rapid attacks. No matter it was on the left, right, above, below, or in front, the stick in my hand could not touch him, which made me think. Some anger.
"You only know how to run away?! Dallion?!" When he blocked my wrist again, I yelled at him angrily.
He gently pushed me away and smiled at me, "Okay, that's as you wish."
I arched my back as if facing a powerful enemy and held my weapons in front of my face.
"I dare say, you will be surprised." He took a step back, and suddenly there was a scratching sound, as if a brick was crushed. Suddenly, he fell unsteadily towards the stone platform behind, "Oh!"
I almost laughed out loud, "You really surprised me! Dallion!" Before I finished speaking, I took a few steps to catch up, but when he rolled on the stage, I missed it again!
boom--
The stick was broken into two pieces, and I subconsciously held the other piece tightly in my left hand.
He landed firmly on the other side of the stage and picked up a stick on the ground. "I have a weapon, Messiah, you have to be careful."
I tightened the two wooden sticks in my hands, bit my lip, and stepped onto the stage!
With a bang, I jumped into the air. Dallion had already grasped the stick with both hands, waiting for my full blow. However, I twisted around in mid-air, and the next second, the dance of death brought me to his side and behind. From my perspective, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, because I disappeared at the point where he thought he would land. superior.
At that moment, I rushed forward, pointing the wooden stick in my hand directly at his left shoulder. He was not far away from me. Two seconds was enough for me to complete the attack. However, just when I thought I was going to succeed, he suddenly Squatting down, my strong arm just held the elbow of my right hand holding the stick. At that moment, the weapon in my hand was right in front of his cheek!
oh!
Before I could get upset, the wooden stick in his right hand had already swept over me. Ignoring the severe pain in my elbow, I immediately slapped him on the shoulder and flipped behind him, stabbing him with the wooden stick in my left hand. His back.
However, he had completely turned around, and the wooden stick in his hand and the weapon in my left hand violently fought.
boom--
The huge force knocked me backwards, and I immediately adjusted my body shape, half-kneeling down and falling into the rubble on the ground.
Taking a breath, I rushed toward him again like a flying arrow. When I was close to him, I used the dance of death again and landed somewhere else. This time, I didn't even stop and pounced on his back. waist. I dare say if I hit him, he would be unable to move for a long time.
"Repent your sins!" I heard him chant softly. In an instant, I felt that I was enveloped by a ball of infinite cold energy, and even my thoughts and vision were frozen. In an instant, I knelt down on the stone. on the ground.
What...what's going on? !
"It's over, Messiah." Dallion said softly in front of me.
Oops!
I watched helplessly as he turned around and walked towards me, but couldn't do anything!
No, there is a way, I still have a ring.
With all my strength, I flicked the ring on my left hand with my thumb. At that moment, a gust of cold wind blew in my face, as if the confusion around me was swept away in one fell swoop.
The control of my body seemed to come back all of a sudden. I raised my head suddenly, and in his surprised eyes, I rushed towards him again. He took a breath and subconsciously waved the stick. The next second, with the sound of wind, The weapon collided hard with my full blow!
boom--
That moment caused pain in my wrist that almost broke! I groaned and immediately turned back using my strength.
boom--
I landed heavily, my boots dragging two long traces on the gravel ground.
"Supreme Holy Light, please judge the enemies in front of me..." Almost at the same moment, I heard a slight chanting sound, golden light lit up, and I was shocked to find that a beam of light appeared above my head at some point. I exclaimed at the golden holy light and stepped back again. The hot holy light fell almost grazing my toes, flipping open the small stone on the ground, and a faint green smoke rose.
"Oh, your reaction is so fast, Messiah!" I heard Dallion say sincerely not far away, "What about this time?!" Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and his figure swayed. When I saw it clearly, He has come to me full of holy light!
I immediately raised my back and retreated backwards. With a gasp, his wooden stick brushed against my chest. This time, before I could stand firm, his slight chanting sound came from the cold air again, "Supreme Holy Light..."
Damn magic again! I jumped up quickly and ducked behind a broken wall.
"Don't you dare to come out? Messiah?" Dallion, who had lost his goal, asked loudly with a smile.
"Don't you dare to come here? Darien?" I leaned against the broken wall and gasped, feeling a little annoyed.
I have realized that in a head-on confrontation, I am no match for him. Only an unexpected blow can win.
Damn it! Why does this guy make me so intimidated? ! Shouldn't I chase him with a stick and beat him to tears? !
Suppressing the fire in my heart, I quietly took out the potion bottle from my personal luggage, and carefully placed it on one side of the broken wall with a thin match. Then, I placed another one on the other side. If he approaches me from these two sides, If so, I will know as soon as possible.
"I convinced my father to let Sadan train me. What's the result? Messiah?" Dallian's voice came from the other end.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead and answered him through gritted teeth, "I won't tell you until you win, otherwise, I will laugh at you!"
"Okay." His tone was serious.
Card wipe--
His footsteps sounded on the other side of the wall, unhurried but making people's hearts beat faster.
"Supreme Holy Light, I pray to you! I am willing to dedicate my power to this dirty earth and purify all evil!" On the other side of the broken wall, I suddenly heard his chanting.
Consecrate magic?
I remember Isenlien mentioned it. After this magic is completed, a large area of holy light will condense under the feet of the Paladin, and the scorching heat will steam and roast all evil enemies who dare to stand on it.
However, the scope of the consecration magic is limited after all. If it wants to affect me, it will only happen if he sticks to the side of the broken wall.
That thought made me stunned for a moment, and the next second, I screamed in my heart that something was wrong!
He's on the other side of the broken wall, isn't he? !
In an instant, the dazzling golden light illuminated the broken wall as if it were translucent. The holy fire roared along the ground, steaming the stones and making a sizzling sound. I immediately jumped up!
I guessed that if I dared to go up the wall, Dali'an would definitely end the confrontation there, so I chose to hide far away, and the hot holy fire suddenly licked my heels.
The sharp sting made me take a breath, roll on the ground, and hide in the shadow of another fragment of wall. The view here is not very good. I can only see the small trap I set up by that wall.
I immediately tried to find another place to hide, but it was too late.
"Messiah?!" I heard a heavy landing, and sure enough, he jumped down from the high wall. The light of consecrated magic had not receded yet, and I saw the long black shadow he cast on the ground.
"Messiah, come out. You are no match for me now. I'm afraid I will hurt you."
oh!
That sentence made me grip the weapon in my hand angrily, and also made me determined to give this arrogant guy a good meal!
It's best to beat him to tears!
*
Card wipe--
His footsteps sounded again, slow and alert.
I held my breath and perked up my ears.
Finally, I heard the crisp cracking sound of the potion bottle.
Snapped--
At that moment, his steps suddenly stopped.
And I suddenly opened my eyes. In front of me was a shadow world full of strong winds that overlapped with reality. Dallion was standing right in the center of the strong wind.
I stepped into the purple-black wind, and the next second, I appeared behind him, "You're done, Dallion!"
But almost at the same moment, I felt my fingers reaching for his throat hit a hard and warm wall. What shocked me even more was that I found that I couldn't hold on to his shoulders because his whole body was covered by a translucent shield of holy light!
what is that? !
I was so surprised that I failed to pay attention to the rocks under my feet. I stepped on it, and for a moment, something seemed to pierce directly into the sole of my shoe. Then, it pierced into the sole of my foot, and even penetrated the instep of my foot. In an instant, The sharp pain that passed through my soul made me scream and fall backwards.
Dallion turned around suddenly, and the light shield covering him shattered like glass. He hugged me, "Messiah!"
"Oh---" I pulled his arm hard, and my whole body was shaking with pain.
"Holy Light, where does it hurt?!" Dallion's face turned pale. He supported me hard and made me sit down slowly on a relatively flat stone. "This magic... it shouldn't be able to hurt you……"
"It's not it!" The hot liquid was flowing in my eyes, and I felt like I was about to lose control of them. "My foot seems to have been cut by something!"
