We returned to the farm, or to be more precise, we went to the house of Pierre, the steward of the farm, behind the hall in the very center of the farm, not the lonely wooden building standing on the hillside.
In the basement of the back kitchen, I saw the destroyed communication circle.
At this moment, the westward sunlight came in through the vents with the biting wind. I could clearly see that the magic circle had been covered by a thin layer of ice, and the magic patterns carved with magic inside were ragged. Therefore, even if the magic circle There is also a rune stone embedded in the formation, and it seems to be dead and will never light up again.
Dallion circled the cold thing three times, and Faxion and Stephen's eyes followed him three times.
The air seemed to freeze in the white mist we sprayed.
"Sir, could it be that... you, can you repair the magic circle?" Unexpectedly, the peasant woman broke the dead silence in the room uneasily, "Knights, knights... will be here soon?"
Dallion looked up at her, "No, ma'am," he slowly took off his black leather gloves, and his index finger shining with faint holy light traced a magic pattern, completely melting the ice inside into water. , "I don't know how to repair magic circles. Only senior magicians can do this. Therefore, I think the knights you are expecting may not come so fast."
"Then, Master Mograine, let's fill our stomachs first, and then think about how to save those people in the barn!" Fathion suggested.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but at that moment, I felt that the almost solid air in this room began to flow vividly again.
*
The fireplace in the hall was burning very warmly, and the buzzing heating array inside seemed to be operating to its extreme, pushing huge waves of heat into the air.
When I pushed open the wooden door, I saw Ricky and Toriel sitting inside.
Just like last time, they sat by the window, looking at each other anxiously, and staying far away from the farmers who looked at them unkindly.
The creaking sound of the door disturbed them, and Ricky looked over with a sullen expression. At that moment, he almost stood up on the table, "How is it?! What the hell is going on?!"
"This is not good news." Dallion walked over. "We can't get help, and there is a big black cloud in the east, and it seems like it will snow again."
The hot air mixed with the sour smell of sweat and even the smell of urine came over me in waves, which made me frown and make my head feel a little dizzy. After a pause, I took off the extremely heavy cloak that Dallion put on my shoulders and threw it on the table, and then sat across from them.
God knows how I provoked that bastard. Ricky glared at me with an unhappy expression, "Go upstairs to find Sally. I don't want to see your dead face at all!"
oh!
"May the Holy Light protect you and see the light forever! May you be a tombkeeper for the rest of your life!"
"Don't be ignorant, you wild... bratty girl," he said through gritted teeth, his dark eyes almost bursting with fire, "You'd better get up there quickly, don't force me to beat you up!"
I clenched my fists in annoyance and stood up immediately, "Why didn't you dig out your own eyes?! Do you want my help?!"
"Messiah!" Dallion seemed startled, and immediately stood up after me, holding the back of my hands, but he seemed stunned for a moment, "Oh my God," he held both of my hands. , clenched in the palm of his hand, "Why is it so cold? I'll send you up to have a rest."
oh! I really hate the way he looks at me, especially in front of Ricky!
I struggled hard, but couldn't break free from his hands, which made me almost jump, but at that time, the magical world shook slightly.
"Messiah." Dallion's voice rang in my ears.
I was slightly stunned. Why didn't he say it directly? Why use a magic messenger?
Before I could figure it out, I heard him continue to say in my ear, "You have to come up with me. I have something to talk to you alone."
I looked up at him, and he looked at me with his blue eyes. After a while, I nodded.
"Then, I'll get you some hot water and meat." Faxien, who has been following us, said in time.
"Thank u."
