The study was empty, but the messy furniture had been tidied away by the maids and servants. The scratches on the sofa were gone, and the blood-soaked carpet was clean and smooth, exuding the smell of incense.
Dalton stood on the balcony, looking down at the vast ocean under the phantom of the stars. Here he could see the lighthouse of the small town in the distance, as well as the field fortifications that had been rushed out in recent days - simple wooden frames, low walls made of masonry and cement, and defensive towers. Among them, the latter was the clearest. The cavalry patrol patrolled the wall with torches, allowing him to barely see the former clearly. For the mysterious war, this thing is completely unnecessary, but the main battlefield is on the sea, even if the town builds high walls, it will not be of use. DeWitt probably knew this earlier than I did.
"I taste blood," he said to the dark waves.
A wisp of dust was swept up by the air current, and the witch's figure condensed in the moonlight. Dots of tiny stars bloomed around her feet, and when she stepped forward, the round bell under her cloak jingled.
"Your Excellency, Witch of Destiny." Dalton turned around and looked directly into her golden-green pupils. "I came to thank you for the reminder."
The veil obscured her expression. "I didn't come here specially. But who cares?" The witch's voice was as gentle as the waves.
"Why tell me the prophecy, sir?"
"Because you are not from the Red Dream."
"Red Dream?"
"A terrible dream, a terrible prophecy. There will inevitably be errors in interpretation. We thought it was the vampires who caused the flood." The witch whispered, "I advise you not to go against your fate, my lord." She seemed to be expressing her gratitude to someone invisible. The shadow tells. Dalton's hair stood on end.
"I don't understand." He stepped back to the railing.
"Colorful prophetic dreams, Lord Dalton, have you ever heard of them?"
"...I just heard about it." This is a question that is difficult to find an excuse to deny. In the mysterious realm, such prophecies indicate some kind of catastrophe that shakes Knox. The prophecy of Bai corresponds to the disaster of the undead two hundred years ago. Even people who have never heard of it will start to understand it from then on. But there is also a funny part in it, or the reason why this prophecy is widely circulated is precisely because the first person to receive the revelation was not the tower of Croois, which is high in the sky and is said to be closest to the stars, but the divine brilliance that was still unknown at the time. parliament.
But fortunately, astrologers now seem to have gotten back on their feet. "The red dream is the red prophecy? Does it refer to the war between the Vampires and the Oath Keepers Alliance?"
"No. It refers to the Golden Bird River flood. But the disaster was not caused by the manipulation of the vampires... In other words, they were not the direct cause, but the root cause."
Dalton understood: "The people who caused the flood were related to the vampires." It was not easy for him to realize this in a short time. In fact, before this, he had no doubt that the flood of the Jinque River was a natural disaster. The newspapers were not trustworthy, and he had almost forgotten who the nightingales under his command were. "What good do I know about this?"
"Aren't you here just for one of them?"
Ingrid? No, not her. "Sir Laurent Viguet." New footage was pieced together. "He was involved in planning the flood of the Gorge?"
"I don't think he could have done it on his own."
"That's right." Dalton rubbed the cursed sword. He knew that mystery was not a panacea, and there were not many ways to make the Jinque River flood in the Frost Moon. "The dam of Six Finger Castle is also a mysterious creation, unless Laurent Vig's mystery can be compared with Sky Realm..."
The Witch of Destiny seemed to be smiling. "The Sky Realm can't do it either. The founding monarch of Eastman realized the importance of this stone wall when he built it. Later, humans relied on it to hinder the attack of the Naga fishmen. Although there is no indestructible wall in the world , but it’s not an exaggeration to call the Six Finger Fort’s dike a copper wall and an iron wall. Its main body is not just hard rocks, but also a large amount of metal.”
"I don't understand this," the night elf told her. "I don't need to."
"No matter what kind of metal, the Oath Keepers Alliance controls it to the best of its ability - ore mining, polishing and shaping, and sales channels. They have absolute dominance in the market." The witch continued, "This is the mysterious fulcrum. Determined by its nature, the Alliance is an aggregation of mysterious races, an old legacy of the St. Mirend Alliance... Just like the Silent School is a team of explorers, the Tower shoulders the responsibility of guarding Knox."
"The mysterious realms jointly guard order." Dalton pointed out. "It's not just you."
"We are better." Helen Dorothea declared, "But astrologers are also fragile, and we cannot be distracted too much by internal petty fighting. Once the tower shifts the main direction of the power investment, it means that Knox The seeds of crisis have been planted. Will you monitor the order and cracks every day, and observe whether there is any demonic disturbance inside or outside? Will your tribe do the same?"
"No," Dalton admitted.
"We only focus on our priorities. Everyone is the same," said the Witch. "The Oath Keepers Alliance wants to retain the system from the Dragon Scourge era because they are good at hoarding wealth, and at the same time they are weak and precarious. The Vampires were pretty much the same as other races when they joined the Alliance, but now they have the guts to challenge the entire Nok The mysterious realm of Si declared independence.”
"This is bad news for me and my race." What are you trying to tell me? He would not return to Tinudar, even if Eastman no longer gave him a place to stay.
"The Vampires think they have a voice. I don't think that confidence can be found in their history of defeat against the night elves."
"Laurent Vig has given them an advantage in the war against the Alliance. Now the Blood Tribe has finally won once." Dalton mocked. "But the temporary advantage is nothing. Prince Trolbane will soon understand his foolishness."
"The problem is that we don't think the vampires can win, but they are so arrogant that they start a war between the mysteries."
"What do you want to say, Your Excellency?"
The Witch of Destiny took a step back. "Two murders occurred in this castle." She obviously noticed the ugly look on the night elf's face. "You and I both know their story clearly. Lord Shadowfang, the Dark Wizard and the Silent School are also enemies. This war will not be limited to the Gulf... In fact, the disaster at the Golden Bird River has proven this. In Behind the Blood Clan, there must be a more terrifying enemy supporting them to stir up trouble in Eastman. Are you willing to guess who that is, sir? I think it is our common enemy."
Dalton's palms were sweating, "...Devil?"
The witch tilted her head. Above her head, countless stars were shining. "Who else could it be?"
demon. Dalton thought of the news he heard in Beacon Town about the death of the demon hunter Bai Zhizhi in Six Finger Castle, and everything seemed to have an answer. "The flood of the Gorge River is the work of the devil." He was shocked to realize that this was not a project that could be completed in a short time. Laurent Vigue had been in the bay for more than ten years, and it was probably him who provided convenience for the devil. Or is Laurent himself a devil?
"Everyone knows that the Lord Commander is a demon hunter. He always wears the seven-pointed star on his body. I originally hoped that he would not die like the previous Gray Emissary." She let out a long sigh. “Prophetic dreams are different and no one has good luck every time.”
"Can a flood kill a Kongkai?" Dalton questioned. If I could fly, this splash would not be an obstacle at all.
"The demons are not stupid enough to commit suicide. They probably have other arrangements. Tell me, Dalton, did you feel the cold at the mouth of the river?"
He couldn't say no either. "Yes. The Gorge...I mean there's something unusual in the water."
"Magic. The Lord Commander chose the most difficult method, and they all knew he would do it." The witch stared at the lights in the distance, and the ethereal phantom in his eyes seemed to be alive. You can feel the blazing emotions from it.
She hates it here. Dalton suddenly realized. A strange compassion came between them. "I heard that Lord White Envoy caused an avalanche in San Carlos." Is this consolation?
"You are right. He will always be more powerful than we think." The Witch of Destiny stroked her braids and turned her back to him. "Lord Dalton Shadowfang, you didn't come back here to remember the past, did you?"
It's time to reveal your plans. Dalton was nervous about this, and his fingers tightened on the hilt of the sword. This is exactly what you want, idiot, you've been waiting for this moment. say something. Before he came, he expected to meet the witch from Croita, but he didn't expect that the witch would take the initiative to see him. "I came to Ingrid, and I came to you, Your Excellency. I think you have clues about her, and even the specific location of Laurent Vig."
"I am a guest of Castle Waves," she said.
"Unwelcome guest." Lind Punabag was "visiting" in Beacon Town. DeWitt's attitude changed 180 degrees after Dalton left, publicizing his love for wizards to the entire Knight's Bay. Gratitude for their life-saving grace. "The count hosted a banquet for the wizards of the school."
"He did the same thing after Uncle Ronald left." The witch smiled slightly. "Maybe I should help you."
"You have helped me a lot." Beware of toxins in your blood. Dalton did not escape Laurent Vigue's trap, but he used actions to send this sentence to Ingrid, and it will soon be DeWitt's turn. As soon as the Gulf War is over, the Wizards will leave Eastman. "The night elves will remember their kindness. I am not a bastard like Kumoi."
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