On the way to the communication circle, Lu Yu finally found an opportunity to lean towards Sera.
"Why are you pinching my doll?" He tried to lower his voice and asked through gritted teeth.
After being discovered, Sierra behaved in a carefree manner. With a stiff neck, she said nonchalantly: "The technique when pinching Lulu's face was not good, it looked weird, so I thought of pinching some others first to practice. Think about it carefully,
You're the only one in the territory who doesn't feel bad if you pinch your face into a mess."
The moment the quilt was lifted up, Lu Yu could see clearly.
"Don't try to lie to me, that face is very realistic!"
"Yeah, it's because of the restoration that I stayed." Sierra said with a smile, "I can't beat you, do you have any objection to beating the doll?"
"Oh, by the way, the doll is stronger than you and can't be broken no matter how hard you beat it, hehe."
Sera, who was grinning, smiled and said words that made Lu Yu break into a cold sweat.
It seems that every time I have close contact with Lu Lu, there will be a poor doll suffering from anger...
Next to the huge communication circle built next to the castle, Milai nodded to the coming road and sent the owl magic messenger standing on the back of his hand.
"Just in case, I took the messenger out of the territory and listened. The people looking for you are two gold-level adventurers. They claim to have been entrusted by Sharem to send a squirrel man to live in the territory."
"This group of people said that we did not go to Broken Gold City as agreed because we did not dare to go deep into the mountains, so we could only take the squirrel people to stay in the city temporarily."
After hearing what Mi Lai said, Lu Lu was confused.
"Agreement? What agreement?"
Dazed Lu Lu triggered the messenger, and what he heard was consistent with what Milai said.
She picked up the statue, but she didn't find that Charem had sent her a message.
Sera took the statue and inspected it, but found no errors in the magic circle.
Lu Yu, who has always been cautious, is already thinking about whether there is fraud. Now the Dawn Territory no longer has information channels within the four major countries. Basic information must be obtained through Broken Gold City, which is inefficient.
Sensitive, he was even thinking about whether Charem had suffered an accident. If so, then whether Roye had also...
"Send the message to Xialem and confirm its authenticity first."
Since it takes time to transmit and respond to information, Lu Yu sent people to quietly go to Broken Gold City and found the person who sent the magic messenger according to the address in the message.
A man, a woman, and a squirrel man. After a day of observation, no abnormality was found.
Just when Lu Yu was thinking about whether to try to make contact, Lu Lu's tentacle statue received a wave of magic power.
"Sorry, this is my first time using it. It seems that the message could not be sent. It happened suddenly. I hope you can help take care of Little Niba for a while. After I find Roye..."
The sound stopped suddenly. I don't know if Sharem triggered something by mistake, or if she encountered something and had to cut it off.
Although he still had doubts, Lu Yu still took Xiao Niba back to Chenxi's territory.
When a basket of white bread appeared in front of Xiao Niba, she swallowed, but when her eyes touched Lu Yu and others, she immediately suppressed her naked desire.
Seeing that Little Niba remained silent and stood and sat obediently like a puppet, Lu Yu handed the bread over.
"Eat."
There was another long silence, and then Xiao Niba, who was surrounded by everyone, said softly and timidly: "It's too expensive..."
"No money, just eat whatever you want."
Xiao Niba's eyes were still full of fear, even if the bread was close by, and even if the saliva had spilled out of the corner of her mouth, she still lowered her head humbly, as if every time she looked at Lu Yu was a kind of torment.
At the critical moment, it has to be Sigrid.
Having experience as a slave, she went out to find a black nun who had just cleaned the pasture and her clothes were dirty, and threw the white bread to her.
After bowing to everyone in the room, she smiled and stuffed the fluffy and soft white bread into her mouth, chewing it intoxicatedly.
Little Niba swallowed, and when she raised her head again, she looked at Sigrid.
He asked tentatively and tremblingly: "Sir...can you really eat it..."
"absolutely okay."
The mist demon brought the basin and planned to wash the dusty little hands of Little Mudba. The poor squirrel man jumped up in flattery as soon as his hands were touched. With the bread in her mouth, she did not dare to let this delicious food go.
She landed, but this made her unable to speak, so she could only shake her head desperately.
"You look a little dirty, even the mist demon can't stand it anymore... Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I told you to just eat. When you're full, I'm going to ask you some questions."
Little Niba finally relaxed and nodded desperately.
Lu Lu and Sierra sighed on the side.
They couldn't see any difference in Niba's behavior since she was little. She was exactly the same as those slaves who were oppressed and had the fear of superiors engraved into their bones. Even being treated as a slightly equal would make them uneasy.
Little Niba is very good at eating. She devoured half of the basket of bread. It is hard to imagine that this body, which is even smaller than Lulu, can fit so much food. If Lulu can eat half of the little Niba,
, Lu Yu could even jump with joy.
Perhaps because she had nothing to do, the mist demon carefully combed the large pieces of little muddy hair that were stuck together. By the time she was full, she had changed into a different person, at least it could be seen that she was a girl.
In Xiao Niba's narration, Lu Yu learned the details of the regicide incident in Civita. When he mentioned that his parents died in the winter hunting of the nobles, Xiao Niba paused and his voice became softer, but soon
Quickly, he tried his best to put on an ugly smile and continued to talk.
Lu Lu clenched her fists when she heard this. Almost for an instant, she thought of her parents. If the nobles of Solon could have been more merciful at that time, maybe the outcome would have been different.
Xiao Niba has never studied rhetoric, and his narrative is full of the simplicity and directness of documentary literature. Therefore, when she told with tears that Royer broke into Ireland at night and killed his wife Martina with a knife, she felt depressed. The people who were breathless seemed to have seen Royer's decisive blow that left no way out.
Sera was thoughtful. Lu Yu and Lu Lu looked at each other and smiled after realizing that Roye had cut off their retreat - maybe they would join the Dawn Territory soon.
Xiao Niba was entrusted by Xia Leim to two gold-level adventurers whom he was relatively familiar with, and then followed Roye's footsteps and left. Xiao Niba knew nothing about the whereabouts of the two.
Little Niba, who happened to be thirsty, took the wooden cup handed over by the mist demon and took a deep gulp of water.
After calculating the time of the regicide, Lu Yu frowned: "Almost forty days have passed. Now I'm afraid the whole of Solon is looking for Roye. Where can he go?"
The fact that the Solon Empire has not released any relevant information is enough to prove that he has not been caught. If a sixth-level warrior has escaped from Solon, it should not take that long to reach the Dawn Territory.
Lulu rubbed Little Niba's head: "It's okay, since Xia Leim entrusted you to us, then Dawn Territory will be your home. Mi Lai, arrange for a nun in black who likes children to take her to familiarize herself with the environment. , after asking her what she is good at, let her integrate into everyone as soon as possible."
Mi Lai nodded in agreement, took the still timid little Niba and left.
Lu Yu took out the statue, thought for a moment, and then sent the message.
"Royer, we're about to close."
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The sky was lead-grey, and the humid air accompanied by the salty sea breeze kept beating Royer's face. The roaring waves hit the rocks and quickly turned into a series of white foam, and the sound of the tide poured into his ears like thunder. , as if to pull him out of his complicated emotions.
The patter of raindrops was the outpost of the violent storm. The torrential rain rushing like cavalry had been brewing repeatedly in the sky. Suddenly, there was a thunderous explosion, and a blue-purple electric arc jumped and flickered, opening a gap in the extremely gloomy sky. , but more black quickly rushed in from all directions, swallowing up the fleeting lightning.
Raindrops flowed down Royer's hand holding the knife at an angle, and the blade drew a straight line of wet water. A series of water droplets dripped from the tip of the knife - most of the time, Royer's knife would only bleed.
Royer's eyes were fixed on the tall snow monster not far away.
The snow monster holds the heavy knight's spear in exactly the same posture. This heavy weapon that is supposed to penetrate the enemy's formation when the cavalry charges is weightless in the hands of the snow monster. He holds the end of the spear tightly and straightens his waist. As straight as a cypress, he revealed two deep and cold eyes under the mask, and his gaze was cold.
"Son of the Fedina family, you disappoint me."
The snow monster's rich male voice was full of anger.
With the thunder in the distance, he suddenly raised his voice, and his anger made his voice hoarse: "You already know everything. The truth shrouded in the mists of time writes the cruelest facts, the lies that stand on the top of Solon Mountain. Forged into the earth are maggots that constantly breed, gnawing at the flesh and blood of the humble and multiplying in a foul stench.”
Roye was speechless, his hand holding the knife a little tighter.
"The hero's wishes are misinterpreted, and when the comforted soul is defiled, the blasphemer puts on a mask of hypocrisy and steps on countless glorious wreckages to reach heights. They are the most disgusting ghouls, with their flickering
Feed on the light, feed on the brave and fearless souls, feed on the beautiful prayers from the heart of every kind person!"
"In the end, the scavenger became another giant." The snow monster shouted: "Melias!"
The tip of the knife trembled, and the steady flow of rain drained to the ground.
"enough."
"Enough?" The snow monster laughed loudly, "The sharp facts can always make people with fantasies raise their heads and look directly at the naked distortions that exist on this land. My child, you should recall that ethereal gaze.
Yes, your excessive pity for the suffering people on this land has made you lose the basic ability to evaluate the situation."
The snow monster turned the gun tip, and the thunder and lightning across the sky shone with dazzling light, making the silver gun shine all over.
"I can bring you here, and stopping you is not an option. Roy Fedina, I am making a statement, not asking for advice. In this era, there is no one worthy of my consultation."
"Has your long life made you so arrogant?"
Roye's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he carefully watched the snow monster's silver armor woven with dragon scales, looking for an angle from which to draw the knife.
"A long life will indeed not give me wisdom that is different from ordinary people. All I have is more memories." The snow monster tapped his head with his finger, "For fools who are blinded by fictional history, I am relatively
Be more knowledgeable, because the history you are talking about...I was there."
"Dewek covered up the truth, gained the throne, fabricated lies, and suppressed the Six Pillars...I have been witnessing it." The snow monster sneered, "The Six Pillars fell, and the thief held the country for five hundred years, but such a truth requires me to come.
Tell me...shouldn't I be arrogant?"
Royer was trembling all over, with anger, unwillingness, resentment, sadness, all kinds of feelings rushing into his heart, and his knife was already unstable.
When he saw the inscription rubbings left by the snow monster, he was disdainful and thought it was a poor creation.
However, after using the relics of his ancestors to compare the handwriting on the physical inscription, and seeing the dragon skeleton that embedded the inscription into flesh and blood, and engraved the tailbone into history with magic, Roye collapsed.
In this five-hundred-year-old inscription, the six pillars make it clear that Solon should be a country where all races are equal.
The ancestors of Dewek changed history and turned Solon into a privileged place for humans and the six major races.
They once sat together and imagined the new order after the war.
They wrote the inscription with joy, freedom and openness together with the dragon fighting side by side.
There is a large space of space on the monument, enough for leaders of various ethnic groups to write their names.
The prayer for the unestablished country was revealed in every word. Roye seemed to see the scene of his ancestors sitting by the campfire, drinking happily and singing at the top of their lungs at uukanshu.com www.uukanshu.com... He already knew that it would be difficult for him to see a new country.
As they rise, they distill all the beauty flowing in their bodies into these short lines of words.
In their imagination, it should be an ideal country where no one would be oppressed because of their racial identity and all races could live in harmony.
In this country, all races will be as closely united and embrace each other as they were in the face of the impregnated spirit.
The nameless dragon is the only survivor of this tragic war. The filth he soaked in made him unable to think normally. The torture of hallucinations and dreams turned him into a "mad dragon".
The long and long time made him begin to forget everything he had fought side by side with those six people in the past, and the beautiful idea began to wear away.
He was afraid of forgetting, and even more afraid of the inscriptions being worn out, so he integrated everything into his flesh and blood.
In the end, he forgot everything and was far away from Meira. He only remembered that he once had a hometown. Although his body still remembered how to return, his thoughts were only left with chaos.
Perhaps because he missed his hometown, or because the inscription fused into flesh and blood awakened some memories with pain, the nameless dragon returned to Mera, where he no longer had a place to stay.
He died in pain, his body rotted away, his dragon bones stood tall, overgrown with weeds, and everything was covered up by dilapidation.
At the last moment of his life, he carved everything into his tailbone and nourished it with surging magic power.
Maybe he had long forgotten why he did this, but a wave of waves suddenly appeared in the depths of his memory, making him realize that some things should not be completely buried with his death.
That was the light that once spread from the clouds and mist and shone on this land before the birth of the country called Solon.
Even if it only existed in the imagination of a few people, it made him feel warmer than ever before.