The door of the hall was slammed shut. At that moment, I clearly saw the farmers in the hall tremble. They looked at each other anxiously and gathered together to whisper, the fear on their faces unable to be concealed at all.
It can be seen that they are extremely wary of us. Even if they are so afraid, they lower their voices and refuse to let us hear any information.
What the hell happened in this damn place? !
"You get out of here first." Dallion stuffed the last bite of bread on the table into his mouth, and then gently pushed me towards the door, "The sooner the better."
I grabbed his wrist, "What do you want to do? Darien?"
Sari also said, "Our carriage is still crowded and we can still sit down."
"That's right, young master, we have to go together." Ricky said.
"Besides, didn't you see the way those people looked at us just now? Dallion? They..."
"I'm just staying to understand the situation, Messiah. I will catch up soon," Dallion patted the back of my hand gently. God knows what he was laughing at. The curve of the corner of his mouth made me really want to punch him. He said, "This is the territory of the Mograine family after all, and my surname is Mograi..."
"Oh!" Before he could finish speaking, there was another exclamation outside the door, followed by a scream, "Ah!"
It's Fathion!
Come on, who can tell me what can make that big and thick Fa Xion scream again and again? !
"Are we leaving now?" After a pause, I broke the dead silence.
"No, stay here!" Dallion ran towards the door quickly, but he didn't forget to turn around and warn me, "Don't come over, Messiah!"
But what am I doing here? Protect the saree? Protect those farmers who have no power to restrain themselves? And, protecting Ricky?
I glanced at Ricky's heavy sword that never left his hand, and the annoying ferocity on his face. I decisively grabbed my gloves and followed. At the last second when the wooden door closed, I He ran into the pale snow.
"Come back! Messiah!" Ricky exclaimed as if he was separated from the other side of the world.
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call--
The cold wind howled.
The snow was freezing and the snow was up to the knees, making it difficult to move.
"Supreme Holy Light, please listen to my prayer..." I heard Dallion reciting magic in a low voice. Soon, a dazzling golden holy light appeared at the soles of his feet. Suddenly, his steps became light. Even though he was wearing a thick fur cloak and was as heavy as a grizzly bear, he jumped from the shackles of the snow to the snow in one fell swoop.
"Dallion!" My voice startled him, and he immediately turned his head. At that moment, I saw him frown. I saw his lips opening and closing slightly, and suddenly, another piece of warm holy light shone on the soles of my feet. That magic allowed me to walk on flat ground in the snow, and with a light leap, I reached his side.
"Messiah?" He reached out and pulled the cloak for me. The slightly too small piece of clothing made him stunned. Then, he immediately unbuckled his cloak and put the steaming thing on it. There was such heavy pressure on my shoulders that I couldn't help but shrink my neck.
"oh!"
"What are you doing out here?! I asked you to stay there!"
I don't like his attitude, as if I'm... a waste.
"I'm not a cute young lady!"
"You're still sick."
"I'm already healed. Don't you trust your own Holy Light Magic?"
"You will go back by yourself, right?"
"...Okay, of course." As I said that, I looked around and accurately found the direction where Faxien screamed. There was a forest with branches bent by white snow. It was not far away, right there. Behind a thatched house with half of its roof left.
As soon as the soles of my feet exerted force, I ran that way like lightning, "I'm leaving now."
"Hey! Messiah!"
