The night was a bit cold, and of course, it was probably because they had taken off their light armor. The samurai followed the mayor back to the town of Peace. The pairs of pale faces looked listless, and they were completely different from when they walked out of here on purebred Odin horses and in delicate knightly light armor.

The mayor's son, Pisa Gue, sat in a wheelchair in the watchtower on the castle's outer wall, watching the team with a puzzled look. Father Grace personally led the team, and his samurai walked behind him, and they walked back step by step. Yes, they just walked back, what about Odin's horses, where are the armor and helmets, where is the long sword? Could it be that the horse thieves have snatched it back again? Ten days ago, they had just seized dozens of purebred Odin horses from the Bafont horse thieves, and after selling more than ten of them to horse dealers in the south, they kept thirty of them! They only went out once, and they were gone......

He knew how excited the warriors were when they got their own horses, and that after riding Odin's horses, they might feel like they had become knights of light in the kingdom.

The Pisha was looking forward to galloping with them, through the streets, across the plains, to fight horse thieves, to take the samurai exams in the royal capital, and to see the scenery outside...... But my father wouldn't let me. "Take good care of your injuries, and when you are healed, hurry up and complete the wedding with Hasjia. His father comforted him.

"You can ride a horse even if you're injured!" he argued.

"Guy, you're not a child. "Baron Hajvi Yaker is coming back from the south, and no one will like your sick look." As he said this, his father seemed to be suggesting that he should not touch the poppy milk again, and he knew that there was no room for manoeuvre.

In fact, he knew in his heart that it must be because of the prophecy of the old priest Theon in the church - there would be danger after going out. Looking back now, he still has that nightmare about the Timberwolves. In front of the timberwolves, he let it ravage like a child, and then he didn't blame himself for being weak, and if he was someone else, he couldn't resist such a beast, he always comforted himself like this. But soon, he would be ashamed of his thoughts, and deeply blame himself for losing the courage to face everything.

If you become a Knight of Light in a few years, you must return to the peaceful town to meet the loving eyes of the townspeople, and then go north across the endless wall to hunt the timberwolves.

Today, he is in a wheelchair. His father had asked the carpenters in the town to build the most comfortable wheelchair, but he was on pins and needles, and when he sat in the wheelchair, the servants in the castle looked at him with strange eyes, and there was obviously no reverence for him. Thinking of this, he angrily stood up from his wheelchair, but it only lasted for a second before he staggered to his knees. My legs are still sore and weak...... Obviously the bones were not hurt, and the injuries were almost healed, but he didn't know why.

Maybe...... Was it because of poppy milk? He recalled that before he was injured that day, he asked the servant to bring it to him and found a whole pot of poppy milk...... Hell, he shouldn't have touched that damn thing, and he suddenly thought of poppy milk, and his breath became short. Vaguely, he longed for the bliss that poppy milk brought him.

Like a sailboat drifting in the waves, it seems that it may capsize at any moment, only poppy milk can stop the sailboat in the head, and if you drink enough, you can also make the sailboat fly, fly into the sky, and meet the god of light......

"Pizza?" asked Grace, helping his son up from the ground. "What's wrong with you?"

"I accidentally fell. He hid the longing in his eyes.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine, there's nothing wrong with your legs. ”

"Father ......" brought up the question about his legs, and his mood was low again. "What about the Odin horses......?

Grace sighed. "We met the magician. ”

"Magician?" Pizza asked with an interested look on her face, "Didn't the book record that magicians disappeared a thousand years ago? ”

"Maybe we don't know enough. Grace said thoughtfully, "I heard that the astrologers in the royal capital are a kind of magicians. ”

"What does a magician look like?Why did he steal our horse??," he asked, three questions in succession.

"I didn't see his face clearly. Grace remembered the sticks that had fallen from the sky, and in an instant knocked his knights into the dust, and there was a faint look of fear on his face. "At first, it was our knight who shot and wounded his men, and then, with his magic, defeated us, and he controlled the sticks in the air, whether they were six or seven, I forgot ......" He did not tell his son about armaments.

"Isn't magic supposed to be fire and ice?" said Pizza, a look of disappointment.

"Do you want him to use more powerful magic against us? It was only in an instant that he knocked half of our knights off his horse, and you can imagine how shocking that image was. Grace pushed his son slowly out of the watchtower, which had a corridor at the back of the watchtower that was directly connected to the castle, and he returned Pisa to his bedroom before walking out with a gloomy face.

......

This is inside the castle, a long dry and narrow corridor, where a wall lamp hangs every five steps, and a series of wall lamps are connected to illuminate every corner. Haysjia hummed an out-of-tune tune as he slowly walked down the corridor towards the depths of the castle. She was accompanied by a servant named Leshuano, a man with a delicate and delicate face who spoke softly and easily won the favor of Hasgar. When she was bored, she would ask Leshuano to take her on a tour of the castle, yes, she had been here for almost a month, but she was still unfamiliar with the twists and turns, and the castle had so many rooms that it looked the same, except for where she lived, she would often feel strange

"My miss, you sing this song very well. Leshuano praised sincerely.

"Really?" Hayser was affirmed, and hummed generously: "My beloved princess, board my carriage~Step on my ladder~Take you home~Let's open a carpenter's shop together~Give birth to a fat doll~"

"Uh...... The song sounds very studious. ”

"Hahaha, yes! The Odin children who come to the castle for etiquette lessons will sing this song! Your voice is also very good, and you will not sing badly! I will teach you to sing!" After arriving at the castle, she barely smiled except when she was teaching the children. Especially since the death of the two middle-aged warriors named Sherlock and Roald, Leshuano saw her cry for days...... At this time, she laughed, and Leshuano looked at her crooked eyebrows and crooked eyes, and she was a little stupid.

"O my beloved princess, get into my carriage...... How's that?

Miss Hayser is so beautiful! But...... She's about to marry the young master...... "Ah......? I was so stupid that I didn't remember the lyrics. ”

"It's okay, it's just a few words, I'll teach you slowly in the future. And you're in good shape, so you're good for dancing, but it's a pity you're a boy...... But I can teach you if you want to!"

For some reason, as if she was shy, Leshuano lowered her head and began to dare not look at her......

It was a basement, and as she walked down, stepping down the stairs from time to time, she noticed that the candles on the walls were becoming less and less visible, replaced by huge murals.

Sunburst flags of various backgrounds, huge lighthouses shining in front of the coast, vast and desolate boundless deserts, ancient dragons with black wings leaping between the mountains, and some strange beasts that Hasja had never seen before. In the dim light, some of the murals are blurred, as if covered with a shallow black mist, which looks extremely mysterious.

"Lexiu, have you been here?" she noticed an unnatural look on Lexiu's face, and she just guessed that he was afraid of the ancient beasts painted on the walls. Yes, he seems to be only fifteen or sixteen years old...... In fact, Leshuano had fond memories of this road, and he remembered that when he was a child, the young master took him quietly through this road and into the cellar at the end of the road...... When he came out, he ran out naked, and the ancient beasts on the wall stared at him, making his pace more and more flustered, and he knew that he couldn't stop, because there was an even more terrifying ...... behind him.

Hearing Haysjia's question, he swallowed a mouthful of spit, forcibly erasing the unbearable memories from his mind, and he replied softly: "Yes, I came here once when I was a child......" He groaned for a while, and said: "There is a cellar in front, full of ice cubes and desiccant, and there will be some wine rum and other drinks in it." ”

"Do you want to keep going? I don't think your face is very good. "I'm actually quite curious about the inside, and I wouldn't dare go down alone without you leading the way." Reaching the end of the corridor, she saw a staircase that went diagonally down.

Leshuano approached a mural with a bloody dagger and pulled out a thick candle from a wall lamp. "I'm going to show you around the castle today, if you want," he said, "and we'll go down and have a look." ”