Freeton stood outside the cliff of the falls, bored. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Normally, he can train knights at this time, but this place is different from the previous ones, it is much more dangerous, so naturally he can't; he can also read books, the book "The Self-cultivation of the Drama" has not been studied thoroughly, but in a hurry, he put the book in the Blueberry Tavern; sometimes he will secretly follow the master and watch the master fight, which is a very interesting thing, but this time the master enters the ruins, and he can't see it if he wants to.

When Flitton found himself with nothing to do, he saw Rommel on the ground in a blink of an eye.

General Rommel...... Maybe he's not yet in the heat hallucinations, right?

As Fliton thought, he saw Rommel begin to undress.

……

Fliton walked over and looked at Rommel's frozen pale face. For this person, for some reason, Freeton still has a good impression of him, although he was knocked down many times last time, but in the end he was caught.

It was heard that Rommel was a general admired by everyone before he retired from the army, and Flitton thought that kind of scene must be interesting. I don't know how he grew to the point of a general? Flitton was curious, did he start knight training since he was a child, and then under the leadership of the knight chief, he walked step by step to the reserve knight, and then became a formal knight, and then he should go to the army at this time, right? It should be under the leadership of the elders, he became the captain of a squadron for the first time, and then in the baptism of war, he gradually became the peak of the official knight, and then was promoted to the rank of the great knight in a certain life and death battle! At this time, he should have become the object of admiration of the girls of the whole country, majestic and heroic, I don't know what kind of glory he was when he returned home in triumph? What about later? He should have settled down, sharpened himself, and in the end, he became a hero, a paladin with a will that could not be reversed in life and in battle!

Such a life, even if you freeze to death in the end, it should be very satisfying, right?

Flitton was envious, this was the life he had dreamed of, so beautiful and untouchable.

In the beginning, he couldn't even grow into a reserve knight. Later, when he entered the wizard's laboratory, he was just a pseudo-official knight, and he almost died!

Fortunately, he finally met his master, and he was able to survive until now, and he became a great knight who could not beat him even a paladin.

At this time, Rommel suddenly burst out of his last will and opened his mouth to say something.

At that time, was he also like this, calling the master with his last hope?

Flitton's mind was a bit of a trance.

“……”

General Rommel seemed to be saying a cry for help, but unfortunately, he was even worse than Flitton, and even the ears of the Grand Knight of Flitton did not hear what he was saying.

I guess you're saying "save me", right?

At the last moment of his life, just like the drowning man before he died, he desperately shouted for help, but no one went into the water to rescue him, and he sank in the water.

For some reason, Flitton pulled out a small test tube of the potion.

This is the remnant of the master's experiment, and if you don't want it, throw it to him.

Opening the gag and tilting the tube slightly, Freeton broke Rommel's mouth open with his fingers and dropped a few drops of the potion into his mouth.

When a potion belonging to a wizard's apprentice came into contact with the human body, it immediately took effect. After a reaction that Rommel's body had never had before, he regained a little strength and sanity.

He opened his mouth, because the body was in a state of paralysis for a long time, and the system did not recover immediately, and all the energy of the medicine was supplied to the heart and nerves.

"You're going to freeze to death, Rommel. Flitton said.

Rommel blinked, but said nothing, of course he couldn't say it yet.

"I don't know what it feels like to freeze to death, but I remember the feeling of starving to death clearly. "It was a terrible feeling, and I think it's horrible, and that's probably the most frightening feeling, right?"

"But the master said not necessarily," said Flitton, smiling, "that it was worse to die of itching and pain and other deaths than to starve to death, and I don't know if what he said was true." ”

"But the master has read so many books, then it must be true. ”

Fliton also wondered why it would be more painful to discuss how to die with Rommel, a dying man.

"Before, when I was studying acting, I once read a script for an opera called 'A Game of Ice and Fire: A Game of Thrones,' and there was a passage in it about what it was like to freeze to death. Listen, isn't that so?"

"But it's the low temperatures that really matter. It will catch you silently, quieter than Will, and at first you will tremble, your teeth chatter, your legs outstretched, and you will dream of piping hot wine, warm campfires. It's hot, yes, there's nothing as hot as the cold anymore. But after a while, it will burrow into your body and fill your body, and after a short time you will have no strength to resist, longing to sit down and rest or take a nap, and it is said that in the end you will not feel any pain at all. You just feel weak and drowsy, and then everything fades away, and finally, like drowning in hot milk, it's peaceful and quiet. ”

Flitton whispered in the strange accent he had learned in the academy drama troupe, and he remembered Phil's instructions not to get into trouble in the woods.

"How's it going?" Flitton's expression was a little smug at this time.

Of course, General Rommel could not have commented on this, and he didn't care, anyway, there was nothing to do now.

He continued: "The book says that the cold puts a person to sleep and then dies unconscious. ”

"So, do you believe it? Freezing to death is one of the most comfortable ways to die. ”

Rommel suddenly grabbed Flitton's ankle and grabbed it so hard that it was his last strength.

“…… I...... No, I want to ...... Dead ......"

He spat a mouthful of blood on Flitton's foot and said.

"You're going to die, die comfortably, don't worry. Fliton said nonchalantly.

“…… Report...... Report...... ...... hatred"

"Revenge, revenge on the grown-ups, are you crazy?" called Flitton.

"I ...... Hearing...... Now, wizard...... First...... Guard...... then ......"

"The first rule of wizards, yes, yes, of course I know that, but you ......" Fliton looked into Rommel's eyes, unable to speak any longer.

Those eyes, he used to have.

"I don't know...... "Fryton said, "the master didn't say he was going to save you...... I was saved by my master because of the mirror butterfly, and the other person saved by my master was because of a blood-colored smoke."

"I don't know...... Will the master save you because of what you have......"

That being said, Fliton had already poured all the test-tube potions into Rommel's mouth. After a while, Rommel regained the ability to move.

He didn't say a word to Flitton, and he didn't know what to say, thank you, but he had nothing to thank him for.

Rommel staggered towards the cliff.

"Hey, that wizard relic needs a key to ......"

"I'm the key. Rommel said, and disappeared into the cliff.

Fliton had nothing more to say, he crouched down and wiped the blood from his feet with his hands, and then something strange happened.

Some blood oozed out of his body, and then mixed with Rommel's blood, and then all the blood disappeared, leaving only a blood-red spar in his palm.

What is this—What is this?

Fliton looked at the hedron in shock.