Waiting is always stressful, especially when you don’t know the outcome.
Darien and Grandma Rose took Jinna to the midwife's house in a wheelbarrow. Now, I was the only one left in this small building that was red by the fire. I was hungry and weak, so I could only lie down on the cushions and listen to the sharp wind howling outside the door.
When can I see Jin Na’s child?
Will she bleed a lot?
Will something happen to her?
Will the child's father come back?
What happened in the northern woods?
There was no fire, no strange smell, but only a loud noise. What on earth exploded?
Oh, I clasped my hands, feeling itchy in my heart.
Why can't I get up now?
In the midst of all kinds of anxiety, I suddenly saw the book Dali placed on the chair. The thick yellow parchment seemed to be shining.
I don't like reading at all, but that doesn't stop Dallion from stuffing the stories inside into my mind, and I can clearly recall every word in that book.
It is said that there once was an assassin named Mathur. His perception can extend to very far away places. When he closes his eyes, he is surrounded by his absolute domain. He can reach the enemy accurately across dozens of meters. nearby, and then give the enemy a fatal blow.
I couldn't help but close my eyes and try to sense something.
I knew that in front of me was Jinna's lounge chair. Next to the lounge chair was a wooden table with a half-sewn dress on it. On the other side of the wooden platform is an open window, and outside the window is a dark coniferous forest.
Thinking of that, I couldn't help but sigh. I know that because I already knew it, and it has nothing to do with perception.
With a thought, I stood in a world full of shadow energy. I knew that this world overlapped with the real world.
The purple-black wind roared endlessly, leaving traces in the air.
If I step on it, I can be in that spot, that spot, and that spot.
I said to myself firmly.
However, I suddenly realized that it was also so far away, but there was one direction that I couldn't reach. The track of the wind broke there, and further away there was blackness, and there was no wind at all.
I opened my eyes suddenly and saw that there was a red fireplace.
I subconsciously looked at the wooden table. When I closed my eyes, I found that in that dark world, the wind was blowing extremely smoothly.
I looked at the window again. In the world of shadows, the wind was howling at the window, but on both sides, it was black again.
Opening my eyes and closing them again, I found that the path of the wind was much wider than the window.
Will I be able to reach behind that window?
Thinking this, I subconsciously moved my feet onto the Shadow Wind.
After brushing, I felt that the surroundings suddenly became cold.
When I came to my senses, I was leaning outside the window of the small building. My knees were weak and I fell down on the cold gravel. In an instant, the hard stone scratched my cheek. The next second, perhaps because it took too long, the shadow world where the ability originally flowed slowly disappeared.
Oops!
I tried to prop myself up and stand up by digging at the hollow under the wooden window, but my arms were as soft as cotton and I couldn't use any strength at all!
Since it was very warm in the room, I was not wearing a cloak or gloves at all, which made the cold air hurt my fingers all of a sudden.
The cold wind howled, snaking in from my neck like a snake, and then broke into my chest along my back.
The coldness spreads along the blood vessels.
Cold face.
Cold shoulders.
Cold wrist.
Cold thighs.
Cold ankles.
Even the tips of my hair and fingernails became cold.
Stand up, Messiah! stand up!
I yelled to myself, but even if I tried my best, I couldn't get up!
My face hurt from the cold, and so did my lungs. I felt like I was about to turn into a ball of frozen meat!
His whole body was trembling.
I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes hard. In an instant, I was standing in the shadow world of howling wind.
Of course I know that if I dare to take another step here, I will once again deeply understand what life is worse than death, but I don't want to freeze to death here, no!
At that moment, I suddenly discovered that this shadow world was different from the one just now. You see, on the edge of those dark purple winds, there is always a layer of dark red light that looks like blood stains shining faintly.
I suddenly remembered that the last time I was at Lafayette's house, I also saw such a wind. I stepped on it to save Gilly and, to this day, I'm still paralyzed.
Maybe this is the way to determine whether you are suitable to enter the world of shadow?
Should I step on it again and give it a try?
Give it a try, will your life be worse than death?
In no mood.
But it has to be.
I don’t want to wait until early morning and people just look for my frozen body!
I subconsciously bit my lips and moved towards the shadow wind ahead.
At that moment, I suddenly heard a series of rapid running sounds, the sound came from far to near.
Then, someone pushed open the wooden door, and stepped heavily on the wooden board with his boots, making a thumping sound, "...Messiah?!" After a pause, the person shouted my name loudly in the room, anxious and frightened. "Messiah!"
I opened my mouth three times before calling out his name tremblingly, "...Darian...Darian!"
*
The holy light is warm and the fire is red.
I huddled up on Dallion's thigh, and it took me a long time to calm down.
"You silly girl, how did you do that? Run out of the window?!" Dallion frowned, but couldn't help laughing at the end, "I thought robbers were here..." Behind He didn't say any more.
I took a long breath, "There are some things I can't say, Dallion. But...trust me, I seem to have found some rules. I swear, this kind of stupid accident will never happen again. Oh, I'm still cold. .”
He sighed, and the bright holy light ignited again in his palm. The holy light was like a warm waterfall, making me feel extremely comfortable from head to toe.
"Jin Na, how is she?" I asked after a moment of silence.
"I don't know." He shook his head and replied, "Ms. Melita, oh, it was the midwife who sent her into the room, and I was locked out of the room. I heard her scream, and the Holy Light was there Go up, that miserable voice made my palms sweat. Look! So, I came back, but you were not in the hall. Do you know that my heartbeat almost stopped at that time?" Then, he gently touched my hair, and his eyes reflecting the firelight became dark and deep.
I didn't like the look in his eyes, it frightened me, "Say something else, Dallion."
He was stunned for a moment, and looked away awkwardly, "Then... let's continue telling the story. I saw the wonderful scene of Mathur and the dwarves joining hands to slay the dragon..." Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden sound from afar. The sound of approaching horse hooves came over.
Da da da da--
The sound of hoofbeats sounded like a volley of dwarven musketry.
"Young Master!" Ryder's voice penetrated the cold wind.
We immediately turned around and looked over.
The sound of horse hooves stopped at the door, and soon Ryder came in panting, carrying a man with blood on his head and face.
There was a big bloody hole on the man's forehead, with dust and hair rubbed inside, and his face was twitching in pain.
I couldn't help but gasp.
"Holy Light..." Dallion immediately put me down carefully and went over to hold my hand, "What happened?"
"The mine to the north collapsed, and I found him in the pile of rocks at the entrance." Ryder quickly answered, and together with Dallion, he carefully placed the man in the chair.
"Uh... the water pump must have exploded!" The man gasped and replied, his voice trembling in pain, "Those damn green goblins sold it to us a few days ago. They must have used a broken one. The machine defrauded us of our gold coins and destroyed our mine! Our people are all inside! There are more than a dozen workers, and one of my colleagues! If the inside collapses, my God..."
"Don't get excited, let me see your wound." Dallion held down the man's shoulder, and as the mantra flowed silently, a large piece of golden holy light poured into his wound, "Get him some hot water to clean it Then sew up the wound." After doing that, he ordered Ryder.
"Yes, young master."
"Do you feel any pain?" Dallion asked with concern.
"My right shoulder seems to be broken...hiss..."
*
"Are you a soldier of the patrol?" Dallion suddenly asked after sizing up the man again.
"Yes, sir, I am Marcus from the patrol," the man replied. He raised his right arm and let us see the emblem carved on the scales, but that action involved the broken injury on his shoulder, which made His face suddenly twisted.
Dallion's face dropped when he saw the emblem.
Marcus immediately realized something and immediately explained, "I am not the aristocratic bastards in the city who do all kinds of evil! Sir, if someone in the patrol has offended you, I hope you will not take your anger out on me."
Dallion crossed his arms and sat on the corner of the wooden table nearby. "The patrol team does have a bad reputation, especially those in the east of the city."
"Those who can stay in the city are all nobles. People like us who are born as civilians will be sent to remote places to guard mines and collect taxes, or simply be packed into a certain convoy. God Traveling all over the world. Oh..."
"You'd better not touch the wound, it will hurt more."
"I am also a Holy Knight." Before he finished speaking, a dim holy light suddenly lit up in his palm. He wanted to press the holy light on his forehead, but his trembling hands could not lift it.
Dallion recited a mantra silently again, and the next second, holy light shone on Marcus' head.
"Thank you, uh, young master?"
"I'm Dallion."
"Dallion, we have to find a way to open the mine. Maybe the people inside are still alive. If they stay in the mine for too long in such a cold weather, they will freeze to death."
"All the men in the mines?"
"We can call all the women. They are also very strong and can move the heavy stones. Supriya is worth two men! Moreover, as long as the stone at the entrance of the cave is dug, you can see the communication method Formation, you can ask Brier for help! Please, please save those who may still be alive!"
*
The wooden house became quiet again. Dallion and Ryder went to the mine to help. Only me and the soldier named Marcus were left in the red-fired hall.
After washing away the blood and dirt on his face, I found that he was very handsome, with a sharp face and eyes that sparkled like sapphires. Of course, these are not important. What is important is that I think he looks familiar.
"I swore to my sword that I will protect you with my life." Seeing me looking at him, he stopped mumbling his prayers and smiled at me, "You don't need to worry about any danger, and you don't need to worry about any danger." You need to worry about me as a person.”
"I always feel like we've met before."
"That's right," he showed his snow-white teeth, "In the recruit camp, at that time, I wanted to ask you to come."
That sentence made me stunned, and I thought about it for a while before I remembered it. At that time, I was depressed by the Holy Light Magic, so I only glanced at him briefly and said, "I don't seem to believe in you anymore."
Hearing this, Marcus said an exaggerated "Oh", but when he spread his hands, he seemed to be involved in his shoulders again, and his face suddenly turned pale, "Oh...Holy Light..." He said hurriedly He took a few breaths, but still did not forget to defend himself, "I am a very good person, believe me! I am no different from Selin!"
The name he said made my heart skip a beat, and then I couldn't help but laugh, "Do you recognize Selin?!"
He touched his right shoulder with a grimace, "More than just acquaintances? We went to Nanhai Town to clean up coastal garbage together, we went to Frozen Post to cut weeds together, and we went to Agamemand Farm to plant pumpkins together. Before the snow, we were guarding the mine together. We stayed here for two years. God knows where he offended Old Dog Diamond and was sent outside. I heard that it was hundreds of miles away from Lordaeron. Liyuan. For a long time, I had no news from him, and I thought he was dead."
Of course I knew where Selin was sent. It was in the snow-covered mountains that we met for the first time. “He is a very good person, right?”
"Yes, he is a good old man. He is either carrying water for this person or chopping wood for that person all day long. The girls here are all obsessed with him. Oh, of course, they are more obsessed with me! I am much more handsome than Selin. Right?" Marcus raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
I gave him a disgusted look and said nothing.
"Speaking of which, miss, do you want to hear about him and the... um, girl here?"
"What's up?!"
He pretended to smile mysteriously, "Do you know who the owner of this house is?"
"Grandma Rose, Jinna, or her husband, named... called..."
"Hunter." He reminded me, "I tell you quietly, before marrying Hunter, Jinna was attracted to Selin! She gave him free breakfast for half a year, and I didn't even get a share! Selin! Lin once said that he likes girls with long hair, and you must have seen how long Jin Na’s braids are now!”
I snorted in displeasure, "But Celin doesn't like her, right? She just has unrequited love!"
"Oh! You knocked over the vinegar jar," Marcus showed a meaningful smile, "But Hunter has knocked over many more vinegar jars than you. Everyone knows that the strong young man has done something to Jinna. He was very considerate! So, on Thanksgiving last year, Hunter gave Jinna to..."
"Oh! He's terrible!" I couldn't help but yell angrily.
"But for Jinna, an orphan girl from Stratholme, Hunter was a good home. He was strong, hard-working, and devoted to her. After their wedding, Jinna didn't even have to go to the mines. Get to work."
"Then he's terrible too! If I meet him, I'll definitely punch him in the nose!"
"No, no, miss, you seem..." He paused before finding the right words, "Well, you never have to worry about food and clothing, so you don't know how difficult life is for poor girls. Compared with those For people who have to lie on the loess all year round, or have to drill in mines all year round, Jin Na is already doing very well now, isn't she? She just needs to mend things at home and do heavy work. There is a husband who loves her deeply. Besides, won’t she have to marry a farmer, a hunter, or a miner in the end? Anyway, the ending is the same, so she might as well choose Hunter." As he said that, he suddenly lost his mind. He lowered his voice kindly and leaned towards me, "Or do you hope that Jinna will cry to Selin, and then the knight will be soft-hearted for her, and they will finally be happy together?"
"No! Celine...Selin doesn't like her!"
"Okay, okay, stop frowning, pretty lady," he couldn't help laughing, "Selin didn't have any thoughts about her or them. He only hooked up with me. There was a time when I thought he was interested in me. I have an idea that makes me sick to death.”
I curled my lips and said nothing.
"Not long ago, he suddenly sent me a message saying that he had a girl. My jaw dropped in shock."
That sentence made my cheeks heat up slightly, and almost at the same moment, I noticed that Marcus' eyes had become narrowed, and I couldn't help but glare at him.
"How should I put it? Actually, I feel a little tight in my chest, because, after careful consideration, I think Selin is also a pretty good partner."
"What did you say?!" If I hadn't been unable to move, I would have almost jumped!
"Haha! It's just a joke! A joke! He 'ordered' me to take care of you, and when I come back, he will give me a fashionable scarf. However, you don't seem to need my care, you have a place to live, and, friend They all seem to have a lot of background. Speaking of which, what's going on with you? It seems like you can't move?"
I sighed and told him what happened in a nutshell, so that he could fit an apple into his mouth.
"May the Holy Light bless you, miss, and... that young master Dalien is really a good man," as he said, his expression suddenly darkened, "I hope that everyone inside is still alive, and that the young master can Get them all out."
At that moment, just when I wanted to comfort him, the coniferous forest outside the house suddenly made a noisy shaking sound of branches and leaves.
Swish, swish, swish--
It was as if a hurricane was blowing from far to near, and ice condensed wherever it passed. For a moment, I felt that I had fallen into hell, and the blood in my heart turned to ice.
Woo--
A low ghostly cry followed, causing my breathing to stop and my heart to stop beating!
I suddenly froze.
Fortunately, the wind comes and goes quickly.
In the blink of an eye, time flowed vividly again, and the slanted fire stood upright again. In that firelight, Marcus and I looked at each other, our bodies generally stiff.
"...What was that just now?" After a while, I said with lingering fear, "You felt it too, right?"
"That must be the cry of the undead!" Marcus looked pale. He covered his chest and coughed several times before leaning on the handle of the chair and standing up. "Holy Light, has the door to hell been opened? "
"The gate to hell?"
"...I heard from an old wizard who passed away last year. Rumor has it that there is a door to hell under this forest... No, I have to tell them about this!"
