"The God of Light is above, why is all this ......," the noble lady prayed as she hugged Hasja.

Peake looked at the scene before him: the head of the innkeeper on the ground rolled out of the house, slatting the old butler and the little servant at the door on the floor in fright. The wanderer knelt in a pool of blood in the corner, the floor and the walls covered in his blood and that of the innkeeper. "Hahaha......" was very low at first, and finally his shoulders shook and he laughed wildly!

"Hell, the undead!" he used his strong will to force out the undead attached to him, at this time, he looked at the illusory black shadow on the wall, baring his bloody teeth, "You have to pay for your actions!" After saying that, he smashed his fist on the black shadow of the wall again!

The shadow shook violently, and was shaken off the wall by a wandering samurai!

A humanoid black mist appeared in the center of the room!

The black mist wanted to escape through the window, but Frank immediately blocked the window, and it turned its head and rushed in the direction of the door, and the wandering warrior dragged its bloody body to block its way!

Frank picked up a candle still burning in the corner and skimmed it towards the undead black mist.

Sting!

The undead black mist froze there, letting out a terrible and sustained scream! Frank wielded his axe like a jumper and slashed, but Soros waved his hand to stop him. Frank's axe has the power of the light of faith, which can directly purify the undead qi into nothingness, Soros is exactly when he needs the undead qi, where would Frank make such a wasteful move?

The wandering samurai was a little weak, and when he sat on the ground, he didn't have the strength to move.

The noble lady had doubts on her face and hugged Haysjia tightly, "This voice is familiar," her body trembled faintly, "Listen carefully, this is Mayor Grace's voice!" The undead black mist was screaming, and everyone was listening to it.

The amnesiac Peake was stunned when he heard the screams of the undead in the black fog. "Grace, why is the name so familiar?"

"It's Mayor Mayor, Mayor of Peace Town! Shadow is Grace, Shadow. She didn't know why her tone was so sure, just as she solved the suspense and found the truth of the problem, "I also saw such a shadow in the castle yesterday, around the dead man, there was no such condensation at that time, he killed two people, and today he is stronger!" she hugged Haysjia tightly, not letting her look at the black fog in the room. Obviously, everyone has realized the seriousness of the matter and made the fastest solution, which makes the noble lady feel a little relieved. "The voice in the black fog just now is Grace!

Grace!

Grace!

Grace......

The name echoed in Pique's mind countless times!

Suddenly, another door of memory opened to him, and countless images emerged from it.

The flame from the candle burned out half of the black mist of the undead, and extinguished it with a thud. Peake stood in front of the undead black mist, his eyes fixed on the black mist, and he wanted to see the shadow inside. "You are, Grace," Peake murmured. The black mist was burned illusory by the candles, and the shadows were wrong, and a human face occasionally condensed inside. He reached into the darkness and gripped the face tightly, "I remember, you killed my father, it was you, I saw you, Grace." The old butler outside the door can attest, I remember, it was you who killed my father. "There are memories of my father, bit by bit, flashing in my mind, and tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

Frank carried the axe behind his back, and the wandering samurai leaned against the door. There was an early morning breath in the house

, the black fog of the undead became more and more illusory under the light of the early morning. This is the second floor, there is no soundproofing, and the sound of heated discussions downstairs is endless, and it seems that there is a good thing for the audience to guess the situation inside.

The noble lady didn't say anything more, and Haysjia poked her head out of the covers. There was still the faint strength of the undead in the room, but she no longer felt the cold. In front of her, the Blue Hat stood there, and she found him sobbing at a black mist.

Peake's tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and when the tears fell to the ground, a bright light suddenly shone through the window, and the faces in the black fog opened their mouths wide, their faces distorted, and howled silently. In the end, under the bright light, everything turned into nothingness.

The rising sun that emerged from the east also illuminated the bloody face of the wandering samurai, illuminated Frank's broad-bladed hand axe, and clearly illuminated one of Pique's memories—it was orange dusk, which made people lazy and tired, and he lay on his father's back and said, "How long will it take to get home?" Father's voice was warmer than orange twilight: "Soon! Soon! Little Pique, walk a hundred more steps, and we will be home!" "One, two, three, four......" He began to count his steps, his eyes misty, as if he had thought of something, and drooled. When he found out what he was thirty, he fell asleep smiling. There are no worries, no nightmares about the abyss, only warmth from before the sun sets. In his sleep, he was still counting: "Thirty-one, thirty-two...... Dad, I'm hungry, let's go. When he woke up, he was shocked to find that his surroundings had turned into darkness, "Daddy, Daddy!" he began to scream. The door to the room was opened, and a myriad of rays of light poured in, and he stopped shouting, for the man standing in the light could give him a complete sense of security. He walked into the light with his father, and walked into the New Year's Eve, where he left him a Black Forest ham alone, and he swallowed it without even tasting the taste carefully, for fear that little Ryder on the side would see it. The moonlight was sprinkled, and the family sat together, which was very warm......

...... The wandering warrior leaned into the corner and watched Peake, Frank stood by Peake's side, the noble lady hugged Hayska, and the old butler and the little servant poked through the doorway.

For some reason, everyone couldn't bear to break the silence.

Call...... With a long sigh of relief, Peake opened his eyes. In the moment just now, he had a beautiful dream, and countless beautiful things were in the dream.

"It's all gone. Peake came to the noble lady and Hasgar and said quietly. There was a hint of relief in his tone.

"I saw Grace's shadow, is that really him? There were two shadows in the room just now, and the other is his son?"

"Pisa Goy?" Pique thought of the name, unable to think of the other person's face. When he mentioned the name, Hayska, who had wrapped himself in the quilt, shook unconsciously. Pique noticed the detail and said to her with a smile, "It's all over, it's all over." ”

Haysja couldn't get rid of the fear in her mind, she didn't know that the Graces father and son were dead, she didn't know anything, she wasn't curious, she didn't want to figure it all out, "so many people died," she said with sadness as she looked at Pique, "Uncle Juan is gone, Dumez and Torrey can't afford to be seriously injured...... she suddenly couldn't speak, and choked up.

"Commander Juan is valiant, and Dumez and Sister Tory will be well. ”

"Is it all over?" the noble lady got up from her bed, trying not to let her eyes collide with the blood on the ground, and she walked to the window, soaking up the golden sunlight. Everything that happened over and over again these days made her physically and mentally exhausted, and she felt like she was in a different world.

"It's over. Peake looked at her back and affirmed. Frank lifted the wandering samurai from the ground, and after receiving a glance from Pique, he took the badly injured wandering samurai with him

went out and dragged away the body of the innkeeper.

"Please stay in Peace Town for the time being, if you want to leave...... I'll ask my good friend Frank, or me, to escort you back to the Flower Prairie. ”

"Do you really want us to go back to the Flower Prairie?" well, I see your sincerity," the noble lady turned back in the golden sunlight, "it's wonderful," she said to Peake's eyes, "you are truly wonderful, and the more I come into contact with you, the easier it is to trust you, and I finally understand why Hasja is so obsessed with you." ”

"Mom, I-"

"You don't have to think about it, I won't let you drink cold milk again, the blue hat saved us, more than once, I won't forget this fact. ”

Hearing this, Haysjia blushed and lowered her head, as if she felt that this was not enough to hide the shame on her face, so she hugged the quilt again and covered her head inside.

Peake saw the quilt shaking, "Are you crying?" he wondered.

Two crescent-like eyes peeked out of the quilt, "No, I'm smiling!" she said happily.

The morning light caresses everything with warm fingers, dyeing the colors of the world warm. In the peaceful town, the crowd gathered in front of the hotel began to disperse. Smoke rises and streaks across the blue. Above the sky, countless birds began to migrate southward, through the endless green and yellow plains, carrying the golden sunlight and sailing towards beauty. The beauty is fascinating, Hasja's smile is his beauty, and Peake knows that seeing her smile at any time can make his world warmer.

"Mom, do you agree?" Hasgar asked her mother.

Standing in the golden sunlight, the noble lady showed a golden smile, "I will agree to anything that can make you happy." She said.

Pique couldn't understand what they were saying, but he could feel the warmth between the two of them.

Suddenly, Peake felt someone hug him and led him directly into the soft bed.

It's Hayska.

Your mother is still around, he said in his heart. The face was already red and transparent.

Hugs, deep warm hugs.

The eyes are facing each other.

She said to him, "I will stay in the town of Peace in the future." ”

He was a little surprised and asked, "Aren't you going back to the Flower Prairie?" ”

She hesitated, thought about it for a while, and then suddenly thought of something, and said to him: "Then I will take you back to the flower grassland." ”

"I'm going to open a carpenter's shop, it's my dream. ”

"You can also open a carpenter shop in the flower meadow. ”

"Is I allowed to cut down trees there?"

"Of course, the whole flower grassland is our home, but you can't cut down all the trees, especially the beautiful ones. ”

He laughed too, and just looked at her so affectionately.

The two of them melted into a magical and peaceful atmosphere, as if they were already lying on the grassland full of flowers, the fragrance of flowers was permeated, and the colors were bright.

It was another spiritual experience for Pique.

With her, everything becomes spiritual and beautiful.

"I still want to stay in the town of peace. ”

"Then I'll stay too!"

......

I am a little carpenter in the town of peace, and he tells himself in his heart that he is a little carpenter who has inherited all the skills of his father. In the future, I may also become a father, and then teach a little carpenter.

A piece of warmth flowed through the body.