He woke up suddenly from his dream.
The bonfire has been extinguished, and the last trace of blue smoke is blown away by the breeze and merged into the mist.
He stood up, while his friends were still sleeping.
Everything he saw in his dream made him feel heavy, and he could no longer sleep peacefully in the silent mountains and forests like his friends did.
It's been a long time since they left Apodoli. No matter how fierce the battle is, it can't penetrate the thick fog in front of them and drift into them. Nor can they wake up from their sleep.
Although he was far away from the life and death fight in his dream, his mood became heavier. Where is Apodoli's army now?
Prince Doranhel and Seer, how are they doing now?
The dense jungle on the top of the mountain is no longer visible. Even the sunlight could not penetrate through the thick fog, adding a layer of gray light to the calm surrounding them.
Thick clouds and mist rolled over the top of the mountain, rushing to the foot of the mountain like a torrent, rushing to their feet and wrapping them. Although you can't hear the sound of the wind, you can see the wind mixing into the fog unwillingly, stirring up the clouds and mist.
Glenn didn't hate the clouds. Wind, rain, clouds and mist accompanied him as he traveled across the land of Palinkabakama without stopping for a moment. Even if he sometimes had to find a canopy cave that sheltered him from the wind and rain, listening to the sound of the wind and the falling raindrops, he felt quite happy.
What's more, during the escape, the heavy fog would temporarily slow down their progress. But at the same time, it can also make their enemies lose their traces in the thick fog. In the vast wilderness, the fog is their guardian.
However, the thick fog at the moment is extraordinary. He became alert.
From the moment they entered the Pedetalan Mountain Forest, the light and transparent clouds that had been accompanying them cast a veil over the lush top of the mountain, allowing them to see the movement of the wind and the nostalgia of the mountain.
At this moment, the dense fog became impatient, as if they couldn't wait to slowly embrace them.
For just a moment, Grenn's eyes could no longer see the trees and mountains in front of him. The stream at the foot of the cliff suddenly left without saying goodbye. I could only hear its whimpering footsteps, coming near and far away, wandering in the valley.
He was secretly surprised. When he turned around, he could no longer see his friends. Although he knew that they were beside him. Because his anxiety made him lose his composure, he just wanted to wake up his friends quickly. As long as he heard them calling his name in response to his call, letting him know that his relatives and friends were safe and sound, he didn't care about anything.
In a hurry, he stumbled under his feet, and the last trace of warm ashes from the seemingly silent fire was disturbed by the pouring water, making a "hissing" sound.
The fire was only one step away from him. But he couldn't see it.
He shouted loudly: "Trinville, Althea, Loida, wake up quickly."
They were awakened by his voice. Trinville stood up and tried to grab the spear that he regarded as another life, but he missed it. And it was originally within his reach, guarding him.
He couldn't see anything anymore. For a moment I even thought I was still in a dream and hadn't woken up.
I heard Loyda also shouting: "Where are you?"
Glenn's voice came from the thick fog, and his voice had become much calmer.
"Don't panic, it's not a big deal. It's just that the fog is very thick."
His calmness extinguished their anxious doubts. Just hearing his voice is enough.
"Stand still where you are. Alsia, wait for me to pass." He groped forward in the thick fog.
A hand touched him and he grabbed it. But I heard Loida laughing: "Mr. Glenn, I leave Miss Althea to you."
Loida took his other hand and gave him her care.
They were all groping, and the giant's loud voice was shouting: "Miss Yamina, where are you?"
Little Yamina giggled: "Mr. Trinville, you almost stepped on my foot."
Although they knew that they would never lose her, they could not feel at ease until they heard Yamina's laughter.
Trinville groped for Yamina and held her tightly in his arms. "I'm sorry, my little girl. Please believe that Mr. Trinville would not be willing to do that." He shouted to his invisible friend, "What's going on, Grain. What's going on? ?”
Glenn held Althea's hand tightly and replied, "It's no big deal. Just don't move, and nothing will happen."
Having said that, Glenn could only say this. He didn't know what the sudden thick fog meant. Ominous clouds shrouded his mind like fog.
The night is coming, and the white fog seems to be leaving, but it refuses to leave.
They gathered together again, took out a few pieces of dry bread from their backpacks, and ate them silently in the darkness.
Although he heard the sound of the stream flowing not far away, during the day, he took water from the stream with light steps more than once. Now, I have to slow down and move forward step by step.
Glenn had never been like this before, with his eyes open but hesitant.
They drank water in silence. Listen to the wind whistling past the mountain peaks.
Glenn said: "Don't worry. Although such thick fog is rare, it is not unique. Tomorrow's sun will be more eager to break away from its surroundings than us, just like it can dispel all darkness. Therefore, There's nothing scary about a night like this, because it can't get any darker."
Yamina fell asleep again. Trinville would never let the little girl leave him again. He stroked her smiling face distressedly and tried to stop himself from talking.
Although, even when awake, nothing can be seen. But Grein firmly believes that their destiny is still in their own hands. He stood guard over them, waiting for the dawn to come.
It was already dawn when I heard the chirping of birds coming from nowhere. However, with their eyes wide open, they could still only see large masses of thick fog rolling around them. It was like stepping on soft clouds under their feet, making their hearts feel light and helpless.
Although, everyone wants to start their journey as soon as possible so that their suffering hearts can reach the land of the Holy City as soon as possible. Although, they are all strong people with perseverance and fearless hearts. However, no matter how many reasons they had to move forward, they reached an agreement without any hesitation after hearing Glenn's firm objection.
Glenn is right. "I don't believe that a heavy fog can stop our determination to go to the White Dragon City. Just like I believe, we can only wait now. Standing still does not mean losing the direction and goal. We have reason to stop, because we must Will arrive."
The rising and setting of the sun also became blurry, but Green's proposal made them wait for three days in the shelter under the cliff. Like the cliff behind them, they were firmly nailed in place, unable to move an inch.
They did not lack water, but the dry and hard bread they relied on to satisfy their hunger was becoming less and less. Touching his increasingly shriveled backpack, Trinville cursed the picturesque green mountains and forests that he had praised so much when he first entered.
The great mountain of Pedtalan showed only a small part of its arrogance. He, the big Vika, had no way to deal with it.
"Grain, if we wait any longer, it will be very bad. How long will it take for this damn fog to dissipate?"
Glenn had been looking forward to a strong wind that would blow away the heavy fog. However, just as he had hoped for sunshine, he was also disappointed. Although the beautiful scenery on the mountains has long disappeared from our eyes, the breeze in the valley never leaves. They could hear the rustle of leaves as the treetops swayed. The wind blew the white mist, dancing happily around them.
Groping along the creek was the only way Green could think of when he was forced to do so.
The heavy fog has surrounded them for three days. Although they are motionless, they are exhausted physically and mentally. And the fog still shows no sign of receding. No one can see clearly which one is more dangerous, sneaking in the blinding fog or staying in place and waiting helplessly. After a brief discussion and Trinville's strong suggestion, they decided to take the risk in the thick fog.
The cool stream flowed over his feet, and Grayn stepped carefully. Relying on the memory of before the fog hit, things were no worse when the creek reached the foot of the mountain. Going forward, no one can predict when it will suddenly leave them.
Glenn held Althea's hand, followed closely by Loida and Trinville. They never let go of their friend's hand for a moment. Only Yamina was curled up in the arms of the big Vika. Although she still felt a little novel about the heavy fog that obscured her eyes, she soon became bored. However, the sensible little girl did not shout out. She just sighed secretly, but Trinville still heard it.
Trinville is not only responsible for protecting Yamina, but also keeping the little girl in his arms happy at all times.
He carefully held the straw rope in Loida's hand while talking to the little girl, and tried every means to make his voice sound relaxed and happy. At least his tone sounded like his goal was easily achieved. It would not be surprising if he said that the fog was even caused by his impatience.
He said: "My little darling, my little girl. Have you ever seen such a beautiful fog anywhere? I dare say you haven't, and neither has Mr. Trinville. Look at it and I won't sigh. I'm still afraid of this." The heavy fog will disappear soon. In that case, I don’t know how long it will take to encounter the same fog again.”
Others heard it, and although they didn't think it was very funny, they also laughed out loud with the little girl.
Her voice carried far in the mist, and the white mist around her seemed to understand Yamina's laughter, surging faster and more violently.
"Mr. Trinville, could you please go faster? I can't even see Sister Loida."
Trinville knew that he and Loida were very close, but he could not see her back. But he still pretended to speed up his pace, and the water splashed louder under his feet.
Glenn stopped. The steps he followed in his memory became useless because of the interruption of his memory. They all stopped, but their silent footsteps made their hearts even heavier.
Because of his suggestion, they wasted three days in the safety of their hideout but helplessly. If he had known that he would still have to move forward in the cocoon-like thick fog three days later, how stupid his decision would have been.
He didn't feel scared, but that was when he was alone. But things are different now. Behind him are his family and friends.
But Loida's voice rang out in the thick fog: "Mr. Glenn, just move forward. We will all follow you. Just like you said, a heavy fog can't stop us from going to the Holy City. .”
"Haha," Trinville also shouted loudly, "Miss Loida is exactly what I want. Glenn, someone has to walk in front anyway. I believe that only you can lead us out of this fog. Big man Vika will not leave a step behind - wherever you go, I will step in your footsteps and follow you.”
The trust and understanding of his friends made Glenn feel relaxed and sober.
Suddenly, he smiled and said: "Then let's climb to the top of the mountain and have a look. I want to see where it comes from."
"That's right." Trinville's cheerful voice sounded again, "Let's climb to the top of the mountain. It's not like we haven't done that before."
Glenn was extra careful. Although the road up the mountain was not guided by a stream, it was much easier than walking aimlessly in the fog. As long as his hand grasps a small tree, he will not let go even if the branches are weak. The straw ropes tied around their waists were still strong and firm, and their steps became firmer and more powerful.
Not to mention how much hard work they put in, their efforts were rewarded when the light above their heads became brighter. Although they still couldn't see anything, the sun was completely blocked behind the thick fog.
Trinville chuckled and said: "At least, we came up. Didn't we?"
Their situation has not improved at all, so what's the big deal? Their hands were tightly held together. Their hearts are tightly connected.
When the fog surrounded them, Glenn never stopped thinking. The persistence of this heavy fog was something he had never encountered before in his more than ten years of travel. Although the mysterious Pedetalan Mountain had long alerted him, he was still at a loss when faced with the power of nature. But, is this really a force of nature?
There was an invisible mountain top beneath his feet, but he was actually stepping on it. It was so quiet all around, not even a breath of wind could be felt.
Suddenly, he shouted: "Ah! Ah!!!"
His friends were stunned for a moment. But they soon followed him, shouting happily: "Ah!!! Ah..."
Their shouts echoed in the valley.
The mist seemed to respond to their calls and surged again.
"Ah! Yo ho!!!" they shouted louder. Yamina also raised her little throat, laughing and shouting.
"Ah!!!" Her voice, clear and bright, penetrated the thick fog.
As if they heard her call, the fog that had been plaguing them for several days suddenly surged around and dissipated before their eyes.
They felt a little more shocked than when the fog suddenly hit them. The sunlight made their eyes squint.
Yamina jumped out of Trinville's arms in surprise, ran to a higher cliff top, and shouted loudly: "Yoho! Yoho!!!"
Trinville was also pleasantly surprised by the dissipation of the dense fog, but he still could not hide the surprise on his face.
On the top of the cliff, Althea held Yamina's little hand, and her body was illuminated by thousands of golden sunlight.
They were all happy in their hearts to escape from the thick fog, and at the same time they felt extremely lucky.
They couldn't explain clearly what made them break free from the dense fog that was almost impossible to extricate themselves from. However, the friends who survived the disaster were all enjoying the long-lost sunshine.
The sound of wind blew gently in their ears again. The rustling of branches and leaves swaying all over the mountain made them feel the beating of life again.
They had been delayed for too long, and the common fog turned out to be so terrifying. In their hearts, they had a deeper awe for the Pedetalan Mountain Forest.
They found the creek again. They picked some wild fruits and regained their strength and happy mood by the stream. They were still talking about the mysterious fog. Sometimes he looked around worriedly, as if he was afraid that the fog would rise again.
Glenn was the same as them, but just as they were suddenly in danger and suddenly revived, although his inner thoughts still received a hint of confirmation, he did not speak out. He was just cautious in his heart.
The journey begins again. Soon, Green found that new troubles had entangled them again. They have arrived at the foot of the mountain, but no matter how they go, they always end up back where they were. Even Trinville discovered it, not to mention the more thoughtful Althea and Loida.
He yelled, "Oops. It looks like we'll never get out of this little valley."
Grein said: "I'm afraid it's too early to say 'forever' now. My friend."
Glenn was becoming more and more certain. The reason why they kept walking back to where they were was not because they couldn't penetrate some mysterious power surrounding them. Someone must want to do that!
Although he still didn't know who put them in crisis again and again, he no longer felt hesitant.
He led them forward. Trinville asked in confusion: "Grain, didn't we just go through that just now? It's obvious that we are continuing the mistakes we made just now."
Glenn smiled but did not answer his question. He could only mutter under his breath. Anyway, didn’t he say it more than once? As long as Grain has walked the road, he will undoubtedly step on his footprints until the Holy City.
When he returned to the same place for the third time and saw that Grain was going to move forward without any desire to find a new path, he finally couldn't help it anymore and shouted out: "Grain , please tell me, how long will we go like this?"
Glenn turned back and said with a smile: "Old friend, can't you stand it anymore?"
His face immediately turned red. He defended himself: "That's not true. It's just that we keep walking on this road - if we remember correctly, this is the third time."
Glenn was still smiling, and his face became calmer and calmer, and he became more and more confident.
He smiled and said: "This is the first time I have seen you observe so carefully. Even if we have walked the road, it is worth looking back at it again. I am very happy that you can do that."
His answer had nothing to do with Trinville's question. However, it seems that he has no intention of letting his friend's doubts go away now. He looked helplessly at the two young women. The expressions on their faces were the same as Glenn's, and his optimism and confidence affected everyone. Even little Yamina kept urging him with a smile. He sighed and smiled bitterly.
"This is the seventh time." He said to himself. It was no different from the previous six times. He finally shouted again. His voice was so loud that it caused the chirping of birds in the valley.
"Really? Did you remember correctly? Is it really the seventh time?" Glenn still laughed hatefully. "But, didn't you see anything?"
Trinville looked around at the tracks that had been walked over and over again. He couldn't stand it anymore.
Glenn finally stopped teasing him and said: "Trinville, my friend. I want to say that you have done a good job. But you have been deceived by yourself."
"Why do you say that? Glenn, don't you see the same thing as me?" he asked with a blushing face.
Glenn nodded: "Never just trust your own eyes. My eyes may see the same thing as you. But my heart tells me that the road in front of us and the heavy fog are all brought to us by our eyes. The illusion.”
Although Loida and others followed him without hesitation, when they heard his words, their eyes widened like Trinville's.
Glenn smiled and said: "I was just skeptical at first, so I couldn't answer your question until I got confirmation. Now I firmly believe that. So far, Trinville has counted the road seven times. In fact, every time It’s different every time. Maybe someone just wants us to think we walked seven times.”
They were all surprised when they heard what Gray said. Could it be that in the silent Pedetalan Mountain Forest, apart from them trekking hard, are there really other people? If so, who could they be?
enemy? Or, friends?
There are people unknown to them hidden deep in the mysterious and remote forests of Pedtalan. Thinking of this, even Trinville, who always prided himself on being extremely brave, couldn't help but feel a chill. Fortunately, the fog has dissipated. If there is someone with malicious intentions, don't fall into his hands!
Glenn also saw their surprised and confused expressions. He smiled slightly and continued: "None of what we saw is real. There has never been such a heavy fog that almost made us unable to escape. Just like the road under our feet now, we have never been the original We’ve come a long way.”
Even though Green said that, Trinville still couldn't see that the path under his feet was any different from before. If it was like what his friend said, there was a person who didn't want to reveal his identity. He might be hiding next to them, coveting their whereabouts, and trying to keep them in the deep and silent mountains forever.
"Huh! He made the wrong idea!" No one can make him feel scared. Even a powerful and ambitious man like King Apodoli can't even think about it!
He held the spear tightly in his hand and grunted: "Come on. I'm tired of playing hide and seek with invisible people or other things. Come on, let's go find him."
