"Important members of the Origin Society were born in the empire's mysterious organization." Parsul didn't understand, "What does this mean?"
"Nothing, you can ask her yourself later." Joey extended his hand to her, then looked away. "She won't hide it from you anyway."
We all have secrets, some we exchange trust with, some we keep silent. Most of the time she wouldn't see it as a barrier. But now that I'm getting closer to the end, maybe I should confess to my knight.
The cut in Joey's palm was deep and surrounded by debris. Parsur poured boiling wine over the wound, and his fingers twitched slightly, but that was all. The knight's blue eyes were fixed on the fire, and she could only observe his expression through the thorns. This is not difficult. All the knight's emotions are concentrated in his eyes. The red flames seem to be burning in the ice and snow, which has a fantastic beauty. "Is that the witchcraft that your profession brings you?"
"No. It is the research result of Mercury Temple."
"Can it increase the level of mystery and even break through the level limit?"
"The effects are temporary."
"Blood spell."
The knight was slightly surprised. "you know?"
"I have seen more mysteries than the stars in the sky." Except for some remote and heretical ways. "In the age of the gods, blood spells were popular among demihumans. Their blood was more powerful. I didn't recognize it before... but the Mercury Temple is a mysterious organization of humans. Why do wizards study this?"
"If you don't believe me, I'll throw you down."
Parsul threw his hand away, and the bloody opening had healed so long that no trace could be seen. "Can you blame me? You don't look like you can learn other professional abilities. What's going on?"
"It's a monk. At that time, they wanted me to learn magical arts, but the divine texts were the same as the magic texts. The whole text was filled with ghostly symbols. In the end, I couldn't use any magical spells. The monks had no choice but to settle for the second best, claiming that bloodletting could also be used to punish oneself. Let people understand the teachings of the Three Gods. But for me, blood spells are the easiest to learn among those witchcrafts..."
"...and it just happens to be able to play to your strengths?"
"If you can't use it to leap into the sky, Parsur, then it's useless."
"make it clear."
The knight was at his wits end. "not enough?"
"Did you have sky-level enemies at that time? Or was someone asking you to do this? Details, Joey, I need clues to judge for you."
"Judge what?"
"It's not such a coincidence, you idiot! The blood spell is a mystery used by mixed bloods like you, and it is not included in the mainstream witchcraft. Maybe Sterling or your damn emperor is behind it."
He doesn't care. "Oh. It's just some old accounts. Enemies will always exist, no matter what time of your life, only the candidates change all the time."
"Aren't they your enemies?"
"It was and was not. You know I stayed in the church and heard it from the preacher, right?" Joey didn't wait for her answer, "There are different words for different people, I didn't say truth."
Parsul opened his eyes wide: "Did you lie to him?"
"I just didn't tell you everything."
"But no one would have guessed that you would deliberately conceal it." Parsul said softly, "After all, you rarely take the initiative to communicate. People tend to pay attention to every word you leave because of this." Cunning trick. To tame others by eloquence, it is not possible to speak well. Joey had no talent at all, so he resorted to another method of deception. But explaining things is still difficult. There was nothing Parsour could do. "what about now?"
"The decision is not in my hands. You better hope they don't come after you themselves."
Otherwise we will die. Parsul understood what he meant. The nightingale sent by the witch was not even an obstacle compared to the Silver Song Knight. Joey can take care of them all by himself, so there's no need to worry. It seems that Aurenia's nightingales in Alanwo have indeed failed to cross the river. They are on the other side, waiting for us to fall into our trap.
"I pray day and night," Parsul said, "but we should be prepared for the worst. Sailing west along the Black Moon River, we can directly reach a shimmering forest."
"The boat can't do it." And it has drifted away. I almost left in it.
"Brown Ear and Stefana may have a way. No matter what, the only way to get a surprise is to ask."
After the magic was lifted, the thorn vine withered instantly, leaving a pile of ashes on the ground. Stefana straightened her back quickly and turned her face away. Her ears were very red, as if they had been pricked by thorns. Hunter Brown-Ears blinked generously. "I heard voices, is he okay?"
"Heather bless him." The knight rolled his eyes. "But I think you need some treatment." She swept all the herbs on the table into a woven basket. "Here, let's stew it together and drink it. It will definitely cure all diseases. After all, the dead have nothing to worry about. Damn it, do you really think we will do that kind of thing on the floor like two dogs in heat?"
"Your situation is not good. I can understand whatever you do."
The redness on Steanna Sainsbury's face spread to her neck. But this was obviously embarrassment, not shyness. She forced herself to calm down and walked to the door, lifted up her fur and left. Parsul could hear the soft crunch of the snow as she quickly stepped on it. Brown Ear smiled.
"I can't believe there is such a girl among you." Parsul sighed, "No one has ever pursued her? It's impossible."
"Anyway, when I saw her, I knew it wasn't my turn." The hunter elf shrugged, "Fortunately, I'm used to being alone. Maybe one day when I have free time, I will go to the forest to find a female bear as a companion." Tiana is an important figure in the society and has probably been overprotected since birth, but I guess she never felt that way.”
"We met her when we were in Mortus."
"No wonder." But the hunter didn't ask further, "She came to me and asked me to help you."
"But you don't understand anything."
"That's why I didn't agree to it. I came with her, firstly, to pursue the soldiers, and secondly, to consult with you."
The knight said: "You killed a nightingale, it is no longer a matter of consultation."
"No, don't listen to him." He closed his mouth more than anything else. Parsul didn't want to be so direct. Brown Ear was the guardian of the forest and came with good intentions. Joey would only use threats to drive him away. "After we cross the river, the nightingales have no time to wander around in this forest. They will come after us."
"Do you have to cross the river at this time? The forest can also hide you. This is my territory."
"The Black Moon River can block the Legion."
"It is impossible for an army to enter the mountains to look for people." Brown Er pointed out, "Alanwo uses the Black Water River as its border, not the Black Moon River. Is Ourenia going to declare war on Alanwo?"
"I don't think it's far away. It didn't take long for the Silver Song Knights to take down Saint Valoran."
"It's a pity we didn't last long." Parsul glared at Joey fiercely. It turns out that I still get annoyed when someone despises Cang Zhimen. "But if he says that, I'm afraid war is coming." She admitted reluctantly.
Brown Ear couldn't help but frown. "Although I know that normal travelers will not be hunted by witches, you'd better give me the exact information."
"Steanna didn't tell you?"
"I have only become a member of the association not long ago. Her words are no more trustworthy than yours, so I didn't ask any more questions." He paused for a moment, "But I quite like the style of 'Twilight Veil'."
The forest guardians of Alanvor might not like the Silversong Knights of Aurenia. Parsul spoke before Joey could answer: "Me too, friend. I come from the Blue Forest, which has long been dominated by the Orenians." He was betrayed to the enemy by my own hands. "The new emperor of the empire will not be satisfied with the expansion of the north. The climate in Alanwo is very cold now, but when the Flower Moon comes, the Silver Song Knights will start a full-scale war."
There was a sad silence. The hunter walked slowly to the fire and sat down across from Joey. "War," he said bitterly, "well, I don't think anyone here doesn't know what it looks like, even me. The flags of the castle nourish the frozen soil of the forest, but I can't imagine Alanwo and Oreni. The scene of a war between Asia and Asia. Probably the one who is most satisfied will be Black Moon River."
"The Legion will cut down the forest," she whispered.
"I guess so. But before the river swallows the corpse, she will send us Alanvor's reinforcements. The castle will become a real fortress, serving as the first line of defense against invasion. But by then, the Veil of Dusk will Where to go?"
"Your association only has one fixed gathering place?"
"I don't understand." Brown Ear shook his head, "I only know this one. Stefana is not a local, which means we should be somewhere else, but I can't leave."
"Can't leave? No? To be honest, are you staying and waiting to die?" The knight said bluntly, "You have an example of stubborn resistance right in front of you. Saint Valorant fought bravely, look at what they have fallen into. ” He said this without looking at Parsur. "Or are you, Chuyuan, planning to help resist the Silver Song Knights?"
"Guarding the forest is my mission."
"The forest will be the same without you."
"Maybe. But mission and usefulness have never been directly related. Maybe I will be abandoned by this land, but I will never abandon my mission."
Joey looked as if he had been punched, and his energy was gone. He has never been more vulnerable. This is all my fault. Parsul took a deep breath, "The forest does not need us to guard, Brown Ear. Heather will protect it personally. Life is the most precious, far more than material and spiritual honor."
"Who are you, Parsur?" Hunter Alanwo sensed the key.
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But no matter what she thinks, she must show determination on her face. This is what it takes to convince others. Soon, the elf hunter was shaken. Being a guardian of the forest is not a good job in Alanvor, and there is nothing in return for his sacrifice. The Knights of Silversong will not give in to one's mission, for it is their mission to obey the Emperor's orders. The forest has life, and so do its guardians. What do dead people have?
