The moonlight pierced the window lattices like a sword, creating a strong chiaroscuro on the intricate gears in the bell room.

There is a stool in the bell room, which is prepared by the master who usually repairs it. Now Duroc sits there with his head resting on the wall. The white moonlight shone on his melancholy face, the bridge of his nose and the sharp eyebrows.

Night, somewhat cool. It seems that under this sharp moonlight, it is even more cool.

After sending the new children back to the team house in the afternoon, they came directly to the bell room of the Vientiane Tower.

Unlike in the past, today's pigeons did not come to the dome of this bell house, allowing Duroc to have a quiet afternoon here.

He was worried about Xianglan, but now he couldn't leave. The departure of the leader was undoubtedly a test for him. The only people who know that thing is Heiya and himself. Therefore, Heiya's whereabouts are also kept secret from the team. Even the spirit of the realm doesn't know where Heiya is going.

Although Snake Fu and Ranjuan are the older generation, Heiya doesn't want them to worry about this matter anymore.

Qin Feng is also the captain, but there are only three people who lead it. And it's all the work of collecting medicinal herbs. I don't usually participate in the affairs of the team.

But I'm different, although I've been in the team for four years. But they take care of them. His achievements in martial arts and swordsmanship are becoming more and more mature, and Heiya has gradually entrusted himself with some important matters.

The Dragon Cutting Regiment was just a self-formed organization of the people, and in the eyes of the powerful people in the imperial capital, it might not be necessary to exist at all. In their opinion, the dragon clan had already died out in the Great War two thousand years ago, and although these forces remained, they would not affect the distant imperial capital. Even the Dragon Rebellion twenty years ago, in their eyes, was just a small problem that the imperial capital solved before a single soldier was fired.

In border cities close to the dragons, although the reputation of the dragon slayer is well known, its impact is limited to rescuing the people or finances that the dragons plunder.

Perhaps there are people in other parts of the empire who have heard of the Dragon-Slayer and even know about Heiya. But they didn't know much about the Dragon-Cutting Regiment.

Duroc was very aware of the current situation of the Dragon Regiment, although it was ostensibly supported by the border city lord Bassica, but in fact, there was no substance.

The Dragons have always operated independently, and sometimes Duroc even wonders why the City Lord supports the Dragons in the first place. For himself, Moffett was already a place free from dragons. Supporting a dragon group may not do him the slightest benefit.

And in the eyes of other city lords, Basaka is not as strong as he imagined, and he must have signed some agreement with the dragon clan so that he will not be harassed.

Those city lords repeatedly asked the imperial capital to send troops to destroy the dragons, but they were always considered to be unfavorable for their own defense. Sending troops is a complete drain on financial resources and troops. There was no benefit in the slightest, and the reason given by the officials of the imperial capital for not sending troops was Moffitt. Because there are also three cities on the border, Lu'an City, Aodui City, and Moffite. Why has Moffigette been able to stay safe?

The reputation of the Iron Blood City Lord is loud even in the imperial capital.

In Heiya's opinion, the city lord's nominal support for the dragon slayer has been a great help to the dragon group, as for some other speculations, in Heiya's opinion, it can only be the other city lords' arguments to get rid of the dragon clan as soon as possible. His trust in the lord of the city can almost be described as unquestionable.

Now the city lord is missing, combined with the previous city lord's inferences and statements. Heiya was naturally worried about the city lord.

Duroc supports Heiya, but he has always had reservations about the city lord's previous statements about Heiya and himself. There's always something about it that makes you feel uncomfortable.

Duroc got up and put the stool back under the gear set of the original clock room.

It's so late, it's time for me to go back to the team house. Even now Duroc doesn't find that sense of belonging in the Dragons, but he doesn't want his team members to worry. In the fifth team, he is only a nominal leader. Except for Donghe, almost everyone in the team entered the dragon group earlier than themselves. They can all be called their predecessors.

Due to the limitations of the drug, Duroc was no longer free to walk in the twilight and see small things clearly in the dark night.

So he felt the wall and slowly prepared to go downstairs. At the top of the stairs, he heard someone coming upstairs, so he stepped back.

Maybe it's the repairman of the bell tower, but Duroc doesn't want to be seen here. The master of the bell tower is too. Although he was a kind teacher, Duroc had seen him in the bell tower before. Trembling hands skillfully cleaned the dust from between the gears and oiled the bearings.

As Duroc prepared to leave through the window on the side of the bell room, he listened carefully to the sound of footsteps. It wasn't the footsteps of an old man, but the sound of a young woman in her cloth shoes.

Out of curiosity, Duroc did not jump directly from the window, but climbed onto the dome of the bell room and lay down on it. A ray of fluorescence peeked out of the window, like a giant firefly. Duroc knew that at that time there was an ore that would glow, and many people used this to illuminate at night.

The man put the ore away, and in an instant the light that was different from the moonlight disappeared.

The moonlight poured softly down from the window like water. Spread on the new child's face as clean as the snow lotus on the high mountains of the far north. Her long black hair swayed slightly in the soft waves of the moonlight.

Duroc also didn't expect that the new boy would come here at this time.

He didn't say anything, just looked at the new boy quietly. She rested her hands on the windowsill and admired the night of Moffigot.

The new boy sighed melancholy, as if the originally wonderful night had also dimmed.

Then Duroc heard the last thing he wanted to hear in his life. He was moved and rejoiced, and wept for it.

The new child looked at the huge white moon, as if it could listen to his own heart: "Moon, moon! Do you look down at us like this? Can you feel my heart? Mother said, if there is something in your heart, you must not hold back, if you don't want to be known, you can tell you! Can you convey my longing for my mother for me?"

"Mother, I miss you! How nice it would be if you hadn't left me! I just want to lie in your arms and listen to the stories you have told me thousands of times. How blessed I was when I was a child! How are you doing over there? Do you know that your daughter, who has always been fond of you, is having a very bad time now! I still haven't heard from my father, it's been four years! I haven't given up looking for him since you left, and I've inquired about him in the armies of the border cities. Still no news!"

"My current life is tearing at me as if it will never end. I wanted to escape from this cursed place, but I couldn't let go of the bonds that surrounded me. Locke has been framed by the current hateful fake city lord, but I can't help at all, I hope my mother can bless him in heaven and be able to avoid the harm of those villains......"

"Speaking of Locke, I'm really angry. He always kept his secrets in his heart, even though we were so close now. He was still like a fog in front of me. Doesn't he know that others are worried about him?" said the new child with a slight complaint, as if she were really telling her mother.

Hearing this, Duroc's eyes were sour as if they had been sprinkled with lemon juice. A trace of tears in his eyes did not flow for a long time.

Duroc calmed his emotions, as if he would burst his tears as soon as he let go.

All along, I was always willing to be alone and hide all my secrets in my heart. Revenge on Montbis, as if it was like a giant tree that had been watered for a hundred years, buried deep in his heart.

However, I ignore the feelings of others. He wanted to jump down and say sorry to the new boy. But reason stopped its actions. He lay quietly on the dome and listened.

The new boy curled a strand of hair through her fingers and whispered something to the moon or to her mother. The sound was so small that Duroc couldn't hear it.

After saying that, the new child did not leave. She gently moved the repairer's small stool and sat on it. Leaning against the wall, it was as if feeling what Duroc felt every time he was on this stool.

And Duroc, lying on the roof, can be said to have mixed feelings. Countless sorrows, joys, worries...... They all swept through their minds like a torrent. At this moment, he knew that he was no longer alone......