Night soon fell, and the entire kingdom of Gomore was lit up.

Unlike the imperial capital of the Ghaneman Empire, which had a curfew, the Kingdom of Gomor never had a ban on turning off the fire at night and prohibiting travel.

Even with this relaxation, dwarves tend to rest consciously late at night.

It's just that today's situation is more special, the Gomore Kingdom has held an extremely rare state banquet, and there is no restriction on any dwarves to participate, how can such a grand event not be lively?

During this whole night, the entire kingdom of Gomore was in a noisy and joyful atmosphere.

For some reason, Dylan now seems to have lost his enthusiasm for such a lively scene.

After a few glasses of wine, Dylan found an opportunity, left the banquet, found a relatively quiet high platform, sat on the edge of the high platform, and looked at the extremely magnificent kingdom of Gomol under him.

The moonlight is enchanting, and the stars are exceptionally clear tonight.

Dylan sat alone on the edge of the high platform, looking at the stars above his head, and suddenly felt a strong sense of inexplicable loss in his heart.

"Am I going to spend the rest of my life here?" Dylan whispered.

Just as he was sighing to himself, there was a sudden sound of heavy, steady footsteps behind him.

Dylan didn't look back, he could judge the identity of the person from the weight of his steps, as well as the length and frequency of his steps.

"Why are you here alone?" a deep voice came from behind him.

Dylan didn't look back, facing the brightly lit dwarven kingdom below, and said, "Drink a few more glasses, a little drunk, come out and breathe!"

Genu walked over to Dylan's side and sat down casually, "From what I know of you, your alcohol consumption is not so bad." ”

As he spoke, Genu handed the flask to Dylan.

Dylan smiled bitterly, waved his hand, and changed the subject and asked, "Isn't wine your favorite?

Jinu waved his hand: "Don't mention it, I originally thought that I had enough to drink, so I boasted about Haikou in front of those dwarves, and as a result, they took turns to play one by one, no matter how much I drank, how could I withstand this posture! Besides, the amount of alcohol of these dwarves themselves is far stronger than those soft-footed shrimp in the legion." ”

Speaking of this, Jinu immediately realized his gaffe, hurriedly smiled awkwardly, and stopped talking.

Dylan waved his hand: "It's okay, I've already put it down, it's okay." ”

Genu put a hand on Dylan's shoulder: "Brother, there are many things that are nothing to avoid, let it pass when it's over, don't care too much." ”

Dylan nodded, "I just miss the other brothers a little bit." ”

Genu poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and then said, "Don't blame them, that Roddick guy is the hope of the Brandt family, and it's normal that he can't go." And White, David, and Donald, all three of them have their own families, so they can't walk as freely as I do. ”

"I don't blame them, especially Roddick, I don't blame him," Dylan said. He had betrayed his family in order to save me, and I still felt a little guilty about that. It must be said that it was the rest of their family who framed me, not him. ”

Genu looked at Dylan beside him, and always felt that this guy had too many things on his heart, but he didn't want to mention it to anyone.

The two were silent for a moment, and Dylan snatched the flask from Genu's hand, took a sip and said, "Where's Stephen?"

Jinu said with a smile: "He, he has already been surrounded by a group of dwarves, and it is estimated that he will definitely be carried back today." Don't say it, the enthusiasm of the dwarves is really not to be said, even I can't resist it. ”

Dylan laughed, and then his face became serious: "Thank you!

Genu was still a little confused and didn't know what Dylan thanked him for.

But Dylan continued: "Thank you for standing up to save me when I was in the most danger, and thank you for accompanying me to a foreign land. ”

Genu looked unimpressed: "Eh, Stephen and I were originally helpless orphans, don't we all go the same way? On the contrary, you have provided us with a place to live, which is not a good thing for me and Stephen!"

Dylan smiled helplessly, and then continued: "No matter what, I still have to thank you." ”

Jinu has never been a hypocritical person, and he felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he stood up: "Okay, it's almost airy, I'll go in first and continue to enjoy the wine." ”

Before leaving, Genu patted Dylan on the shoulder, said nothing, and walked away.

Dylan knew that in front of these brothers who were born and died together, he didn't need any disguise at all, but his own broken heart still didn't want to be seen by others, even the people closest to him.

Looking back on the experience of the past few years, Dylan only felt ridiculous.

He went to the City of Holy Light with great ambitions, and made a name for himself with his own efforts, and also improved his strength.

Originally, he was bent on allegiance to the empire, and he paid so much for the Ganeman Empire, and he didn't want to live up to the empire's attention and cultivation for him.

But in the end, it was the Empire that failed him, condemned him as a sinner, and suffered humiliation in that dark dungeon, how could this not make Dylan feel cold?

In the end, he drew a clear line with the entire empire, and no longer wanted to have anything to do with the Garneman Empire, except for those brothers in life and death.

Listening to the laughter from the banquet, Dylan let out a long breath, he hadn't seriously improved his strength for a long time.

Now that he has come to such a stable kingdom, he should hurry up and continue to study magic.

After all, no one can be sure that the crisis will not come again.

Even though the gates of hell had temporarily returned to peace, Ragnaros's will had already awakened.

Dylan had a hunch that once the gates of hell were opened again, not only the Garneman Empire, but also the entire Violet Continent would usher in a terrible catastrophe.

At that time, even if he was in the kingdom of Gomor, he would not be able to stay away from that catastrophe.

Dylan looked up at the sky, at the huge full moon, and then closed his eyes.

Feeling the constant influx of shadow magic around him, Dylan only felt a sense of relief.

Watching that earth-shattering battle, Dylan was deeply touched, and it also made him take the opportunity to go to the next level, and successfully became a ninth-level shadow mage, and he was only one step away from the realm of the Magister!