Beverin seemed to have had a dream, it was a distant place, and although she had heard noise after resting, it was after the dream. In her dream, she walked out of the camp, confused and unable to see the road, the white moonlight obscured by the smoke and dust, which made her shiver all over, and her body could feel even more bitterly cold.

She herself doesn't know why she came here.,There's no companion around, only cold.,Beverlin, who can't even remember the road, came to the school park or the only distant relative sent her over.。 What should I do? There was a panic in the girl's heart, she didn't know what was going on, she just felt the restlessness of the camp, and then she wanted to find a sense of security from the bottom of her heart, and the tracker was like Lothermar's steady breath, and the girl seemed to have reached a terrible place.

The dense bushes were not within the range of the side, and where Beverling went, she could only feel the difference in the moonlight, the brightness was gradually fading, and some kind of eerie aura came to her face, and she couldn't help but shiver once. Sure enough, this dream must be woken up quickly, and he must cheer himself up, even if Lothermar is gone.

The girl thought about this sad thing, but she couldn't move her feet, and the shadow of a human body stood not far in front of him. The black cloak hung from the hood, and the layers of general clothing were greatly puffed up by the wind, and when the occasional robe was flying, Beflin saw that the man was covered in fine soft armor, and just looking at the color reflected in the moonlight, he felt that the soft armor was as strong and flexible as the hard skin of an animal.

Not only that, but the armor and weapons that were exposed, including the cloak, all had strange shapes and mysterious rune marks, and this terrifying image seemed to be a whimsical vision only in a girl's dream. The wind lifted his hood very quickly, and the man who was standing and waiting for someone seemed to be a little old, but the handsomeness in the bones of the face could not be concealed in any way, and the advantage in momentum also made the man show a heroic spirit all over his body.

Beverling swallowed. Only then did I see that it was not the silver-white moonlight, but because the man's long shawl hair had turned into a quiet white, rendering the winter silence more obvious. A certain instinct told Sù Beverling that this man must have been very young lately, and that aging and change seemed to be a sudden illness that was eating him away.

"Excuse me??? Are you waiting for someone? Beverling asked nervously, after all, the man had only glanced sideways, and was not going to continue talking. Seeing his turn, Beverin thought that the guy was leaving, so the girl hurriedly chased after him.

As a result, the man also stopped. Without even moving an inch, he suddenly turned around and said, "It's terrible, I'm almost stunned, you have seen a scene that even my subordinates can't see, and I can't wait here for a meeting." The man made a gesture of raising his hand, as if the wind was now obedient, and actually blew his hood up and pressed it back to his head to cover his gray hair.

The girl didn't know how to explain her doubts about this man, and after thinking about it seriously, she became a little worried about this man, what made him like this, and why did he let such an old and wounded person stay on the front line of the war? The obsession with being a man makes the situation precarious. Beflin didn't realize the meaning of the man's words, and if even his subordinates couldn't know what he looked like, then the most the man who happened to bump into Beverin would do was kill someone.

The girl, who was not aware of her life, looked innocently at the past, and the distance between the two was no more than ten steps. This kind of Cheng dù man can immediately take Beverling's life. But this qiē was interrupted by another voice, and two other figures sprang out of the bushes, and Holden and Lillet, busy arranging their clothes, caught up with Beflin at the end of the forest. You can imagine how far this guy has come.

Seeing these two companions, Beverin became very vigilant, and finally realized that the scene of her sleepwalking was not a dream at all. From the very beginning, he was woken up by the chaos and noise in the barracks, and walked around in a daze. Holden noticed that something was wrong and brought Lillette with him, and after thinking about it carefully, Beverling realized how confused she was, and couldn't help but smile and stick out her tongue at Holden.

Even so, Beverin didn't know enough about the existence of the crisis to turn her back to the strange man. The man suddenly approached Beverling's back, and for a moment only a gust of wind blew into Beverlin's low collar, making her shiver again.

"Very rude, huh?" Bettling screamed and tried to turn around, but the man grabbed her shoulder, and the force was so strong that Beverin finally became a little scared. When the girl was too frightened to move, the little couple on the opposite side had already been scared for a long time, but because the girl's feeling was relatively slow, she would have jumped back far away to avoid other girls.

"I'm sorry, I can apologize, but please let me take your life." The man's face sank into the hood again, and it seemed that he still didn't want to be seen by others. The man's palm hardened, and from a distance, the moonlight looked like a human hand covered with iron skin, but the silver-white color of the forest was the color of bone. The bite between the fingers rose quickly, and the slight engagement left a mark on the girl's pink thin neck, and Beverling screamed.

Holden's face turned pale with fright, and when he didn't know what to do, the man remembered Lillett beside him, and remembered Lothermar, who had confessed to him before leaving. I see, I love Lillette deeply, just as Lothermar loves Beverin, and the man's back appears in front of him to clear Holden's mind, think about it if Lothermar returns to us alive and dies because of the strange attack Beverlin, just like Holden lost Lillett. Although human beings are weak, they are good at comparing, comparing their hearts to their hearts, and turning the experiences of outsiders into their own, so no obstacle or difficulty can stop him from meddling in his affairs.

Holden let go of Lillet, used his wand to summon a silver flame of magic, and flew straight towards the tall man hidden behind Beverling. When studying, Holden's magic accuracy is the strongest in the whole special service class, not including extra strength, even Beverin can't reach in this aspect alone, I hope Chen Jing can be faster.

The flames weren't dodged, and the man wasn't using Bufflin as a shield, and the trail of flames flying away seemed to hit something strange. The invisible barrier caused the flames to burst apart like a pool of miscellaneous water, and the scattered sparks only flew in the opposite direction unilaterally, not approaching the man and Beverling in the slightest.

The strength of the enemy is too strong, and in this collision, Holden, who has a certain amount of experience, immediately made a judgment, if he didn't find a way to get out, maybe even he and Lillette would die, but if he left Beverlin like this, he would feel guilty about Lothermar in his heart.

Be sure to protect that girl.

"Lilit, you retreat first, go back to bring me rescuers, this man will die if he leaves one or two." Holden unconsciously said the word he didn't want to mention, but there was no way, and it was easy to think of the ending when he encountered such a strong enemy in the wild. No matter how reluctant they are, sometimes the decisions men make are still unimaginable, after all, they are forced by the form. Lillette knew that she couldn't do anything with him, so she blinked her eyes and told him to be careful, so she hid in Holden's back and ran back in the opposite direction.

The man in the cloak grabbed Bufflin at his hand, then shook his arm, and then said, "It's a pity, if you want, you can elope with the woman you love, if you want to die, you can only die with this girl who knows the secret." I'll give you a chance, I'm just a little bit of an identity or something, but I'm more interested in human nature itself. You're certainly not an opponent to fight me head-on, and I still have hostages here. I'll count to three and throw this girl out to the middle, and then in two seconds I'll have her run behind you, and if you two are unharmed in five seconds, I'll simply let you go back and report to the enemy who is trying to fight our army, or I'll have to let the two dead bodies go back. ”

It was a life, and there was a glimmer of light in Holden's already dying eyes, and he looked at Beverlyn earnestly and gave encouragement, and the girl responded with a determined look, and she was a good girl who was as strong and brave as Lillett.

There was only a second to go, and the cloaked man quickly pushed the girl away, and before Beflin could stand still, he began to count the numbers in a loud voice, theoretically only twice, because the push was theoretically three, but he ruthlessly omitted. Taken aback, Holden quickly rushed forward, and the idea of being sure to get ahead of the other party almost overcame Yiqiē.

However, some kind of storage that exceeded the speed of the naked eye still happened, and the sharp edge of the white bone blade slid towards the back of the girl who was running, and the man had already caught up with him. Seeing that the situation was not good, and whether he could get there or not, Holden lunged at the girl with a lunge and threw Bufflin to the side of the road.

The man in the black cloak paused for a few seconds, and shook the blade casually, not a drop of blood stained the blade, and the sharp body came from the bone itself. As long as the metal element is injected into the blade of the original bone shortsword with alchemy, the white bone with special enchantments and spells can be as hard as steel, and a single blow can pierce the original bones in the human body.

However, the man in the cloak was surprised to find that the girl was not injured, and the attack was on the back of the intruder man, who was now lying on the girl's body weakly, bleeding and consuming his life. The man said helplessly: "Forget it, let's kill together, you can't survive the war." (To be continued......)