There is a magic scroll of fire gathering in the fireplace of the room. The green flames are jumping constantly. Swordsman Leonard still can't dispel the chill in his heart while standing next to the stove. The battle in the oak forest reappears in his mind.
If someone hadn't killed those two difficult ghosts at the critical moment... Swordsman Leonard shuddered all over.
He walked to a square table against the wall. With his hands shaking constantly, he picked up a bottle of golden cider on the table, struggled to pull out the cork on the bottle, and poured the egg white-colored liquid into it.
Put it into a wine glass and drink it all in one gulp.
The slightly sour wine passed through the taste buds on the tip of his tongue and rushed into his throat, all of a sudden diluting the fear in his heart. He sat down on the lounge chair next to the fireplace. He closed his eyes and saw the skeleton soldiers and ghosts in the oak forest again.
Rushing into his mind, Leonard opened his eyes again and looked out the window into the dark night. Under the light mist, some torches were lit throughout the yard, emitting a faint light.
In his mind, he pictured the scene when Surdak held a saber exuding the Holy Light spell and went around killing skeleton soldiers in the team. He was secretly glad that he could escape, and also felt sorry for his old friend Ke
Al Norton was worried about his relationship. After Hathaway, Beatrice and Cole Norton completely broke up, Darcy Christie also sadly returned to Helensa City.
Norton seems to be still in the dark. Although he often exchanges letters with Miss Darcy, he doesn't seem to know that Surdak is also in the city of Halanza.
Leonard wanted to write a letter to his old friend and tell the truth about what he had seen and heard about Helensa City. Darcy Christie seemed to have changed a lot in recent times. She was no longer the same as before.
Impetuous, she has become much more stable in dealing with things. Perhaps during the period after graduation, she has become more mature than before.
He was sitting at his writing desk, holding a quill in his hand. He had so many things in his mind, but he didn’t know what to think about at the moment. A piece of parchment was spread on the table, and he wrote on the letter paper:
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Cole Norton, my dear friend!
I came to Hiranza City this winter and met Miss Darcy Christie. She was very enthusiastic when she saw me, just like she was at the Swordsman Academy, and blamed me for not telling her earlier that I was coming to Hiranza City.
In fact, my coming to Halanza City was also a temporary decision.
But I am glad to be able to make this decision at this moment. You will never imagine who else I met in Hellanza City, the knight who made us all go to Handanar County in the Warsaw plane for our graduation season. The knight is deeply missed.
Surdak.
Yes, you guessed it right, this is his hometown, and now he lives in the city of Halanza,
According to my observation, he is very familiar with Miss Darcy Christie. I am afraid that a lot of things must have happened in the recent period to make Darcy's attitude towards Knight Surdak change dramatically.
Now this red-haired girl who behaved extremely arrogantly in the Knight Academy has transformed into a noble lady who is enough to make people look at her differently. In her body, I feel a unique charm that I have never felt before, if not
I already have Miss Fanny by my side, and I think I will pursue her at all costs at this moment.
If you still want to take your relationship with Miss Darcy further, I'm afraid you can't hide in another city and spend your good time. At least for now, you have to go to Helensa City to meet Darcy in person and see with your own eyes what's going on with her.
What exactly happened to you, I think you will gain a lot.
One more piece of advice for you, be sure to be careful of Knight Surdak.
Originally I wanted to write more, but I got into another trouble. I may not stay in Helensa City for too long. I will leave this beautiful mountain city probably the day after tomorrow, although I am looking forward to meeting you.
We'll meet again, but I'm afraid it's not the time yet.
If you don’t want to give up on Miss Darcy Christie, you must come to Helensa City to visit her. I believe you will find your own happiness in this city.
Love you Leonard.
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If someone hadn't knocked on the door, Swordsman Leonard would probably have written a few more sentences.
Hearing a brief knock on the door, Swordsman Leonard quickly put down the quill in his hand, dried the ink on the parchment, then carefully folded it in half and put it in his arms, waiting for him to walk to the door and open it.
Only when they opened the door did they find Miss Fanny, wearing a thin nightgown, standing outside the door with her hands on her shoulders. A suspicious look flashed in her eyes when she saw Leonard Swordsman opening the door and walking in without saying a word.
room, and quickly walked around his room.
Finding that the big bed was neatly made, with no wrinkles on the sheets, and no traces of deliberate design on the fireplace lounge chair, her face relaxed a lot, and there was a smile in her eyes. She stood by the fireplace,
Wanting to let the heat released by the magic scroll in the fireplace dispel the chill on her body.
Seeing a bottle of golden cider with the cork open on the square table against the wall, Miss Fanny quickly poured herself a glass, raised her head and drank the wine in one gulp.
I have to say that when she was wearing thin pajamas, her neck was as slender as a swan, her waist was slender, and her skin was as white and shiny as milk. Apart from her somewhat harsh words, she was a pretty beauty. This was also
One of the reasons why Leonard Swordsman has always been obsessed with her and couldn't bear to leave her. The fastest updated mobile version::
Miss Fanny was sitting on the lounge chair. Under the reflection of the fireplace flame, she rested her arms on her head, making her graceful body curves appear more concave and convex. Miss Fanny squinted her eyes, looked at Leonard and asked softly: "
What are you doing alone in the room? I thought you would go to my place immediately."
There was an indescribable temptation in his voice. Swordsman Leonard sat next to the lounge chair, stretched out his hand to fill the wine glass in Miss Fanny's hand with golden cider, and then pretended to be relaxed and said: "I just want to warm up to the fire, and then
Let’s have a glass of wine and relax, my whole body was almost frozen in the oak forest just now.”
Miss Fanny stretched out her hands and hooked Swordsman Leonard's neck, and asked in a seductive voice: "Really? Don't you think it would be warmer if you hugged me?"
Her voice was sweet and a little cloying.
Swordsman Leonard hesitated for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "Fanny, I think we have to get out of here as soon as possible."
Miss Fanny seemed to have heard what a ridiculous joke. With a smile on her face, she said with certainty: "Of course we have to leave quickly. How rare is it that you think we can continue to stay here?"
She then added: "We have to leave quickly before they suspect me, and we have to find a safe haven before that person catches up. To be honest, I think this place is actually pretty good.
I didn’t expect that the knights here are more powerful than I thought, and that’s why we have to escape as soon as possible before they find anything.”
Swordsman Leonard looked at Miss Fanny's fair chin, her lips were as tempting as bright red cherries, he took a gulp and said: "Fanny, you know what I want to say, if...
I mean, if we can make a choice again, I hope you can return the thing in your hand to them. Do you really want to live this kind of hesitant life? Maybe you and I will be together somewhere.
One day, he will die silently on the way to escape."
Hearing Leonard Swordsman say this, Miss Fanny's face quickly darkened. She pushed Leonard Swordsman who was close to her away, sat up from the recliner, and said sternly: "This is not true at all.
possible!"
She stared at Leonard Swordsman, wanting to see his inner world from his eyes. She held up her hands, with some painful memories in her eyes, and said to Leonard Swordsman: "You know what I did for that
Things, how many things have been given up, I am only one step away from being able to completely possess it, just a little bit away. You see, two of their most powerful ghost sickle killers have also died. I am afraid that his foundation has been almost exhausted.
As long as we go to a few places, we will definitely consume all his power. By then, as long as we can kill the priest in the Ramas Temple, we can completely possess that thing, you and me."
Her eyes were replaced by a strange red light, as if she was possessed by some powerful spiritual power. She showed a fanatical smile to Leonard Swordsman and said: "I'm afraid you will never know, that piece of
What power is contained in things!”
“Fanny…”
Swordsman Leonard still tried to persuade him, but was interrupted by Miss Fanny: "Leonard, you love me, right?"
“Of course!” Swordsman Leonard said confidently.
Miss Fanny rested her head on Leonard Swordsman's chest, squinted her eyes and said to him: "I am willing to share that thing with you, but before that, we must bear certain risks..."
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After Suldak had dealt with the injured in the hall, he was quickly arranged by Darcy Christie to rest in the guest room upstairs. Everyone knew that tonight would not always be so peaceful. Darcy Christie hoped that he could regain his strength as soon as possible.
At least make sure you can use your full strength in the night battle.
There was a plate of warm beef pie on the table in the room. A maid helped Surdak take off his cloak. When she wanted to take off his salamander skin armor, Surda was
Ke stretched out his hand to block it. Surdak knew in his heart that no matter how uncomfortable it was at this time, it was best not to take off the leather armor.
The maid handed over a hot towel and wiped his face with her own hands. Surdak placed the craftsman's sword at his waist on the wooden table by the wall, and placed the dwarf chain shield he was carrying behind him on the bed.
He took a look around and found that everything in the room was within reach, so he politely told the maid that she could leave.
The maid looked sweet. She stood in front of Surdak, met his eyes, bit her soft lips and whispered: "Knight Surdak, can I stay to serve you?"
Looking at the clean face of the maid, Suldak laughed dumbly and said: "At this time?"
No matter whose arrangement it was, it was obviously a bit inappropriate. He sat in front of the square table, picked up a piece of soft beef pie and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "To be honest, I think it's best for you not to wear any clothes tonight."
For this kind of skirt, change into something more comfortable and warm, and don’t sleep too hard at night, just be alert!”
He poured the fragrant golden cider on the table into the fireplace, took off the water bag from his waist, and poured himself a glass of water. After taking a sip, he looked at the maid beside him who was at a loss and said:
"After filling my stomach, I need to rest alone for a while. It's best not to disturb me unless there is anything absolutely necessary."
After saying this, he waved his hand to the maid, indicating that she could leave on her own.
Suldak ate very quickly, swallowing a plate of beef pie in his stomach in almost a few bites. Then he dragged his exhausted body to the window and took a look at the night scene outside. Dozens of torches were scattered around the manor.
Corners illuminate a small area, and from time to time you can see manor guards patrolling back and forth along the corridor. It is very quiet outside the manor, so quiet that it makes people feel scared.
Surdak walked to the door, locked it, and then placed the altar required for the sacrificial ceremony in the room. For some reason, he found that the outlines of the summoned gods and demons were clearer than before.
, when he sacrificed the devil antelope head in his hand, the 'Blessed Body' and 'Blessing Shield' he received in exchange also made him feel slightly different than before.
That feeling is clearly stronger than before.
Although I don’t know what’s going on, it’s a good thing after all.
Surdak did not dare to delay, and quickly put the items from the sacrificial ceremony back into his magic waist bag. His nearly exhausted physical strength began to recover quickly. Surdak sat on the chair by the fireplace, and saw that what was burning in the fireplace was actually
A magical scroll of fire gathering. I sighed in my heart that the Christie family was really extravagant. They actually used the flames of the magic scroll to keep warm.
He took out a whetstone and re-sharpened the edge of the craftsman's sword.
There was a knock on the door. Suldak walked over and opened the door, only to find Carl and Mrs. Christie standing outside the door. Carl's mental state was not bad, although his face was a little tired, but at least
He could still hold on, but Mrs. Christie looked tired. Suldak was a little surprised and said to himself: If you don't have a good rest in the room, what are you doing here?
Suldak invited two people in, and he glanced at Karl.
"Suldak, I came to bother you so late because I want to say 'thank you' on behalf of the Christie family. Such a big thing happened during the winter hunting this time. Without you, I'm afraid there would have been more
People were left in the oak forest." Mrs. Christie said with a haggard face.
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Late at night, the heavy fog in the oak forest did not slowly dissipate as everyone hoped. Instead, it poured out of the oak forest in waves like a wave, and spread everywhere in the vast glacial lake.
There are rime hanging everywhere...
A pair of cloudy and blood-red eyes appeared outside the Christie Manor. His hands hung down weakly and he limped slowly towards the gate of the manor.