"Vane, wake up. It was Elena's voice.

Vane felt his eyelids feel a little heavy, and he slowly opened them. Elena was crouching in front of him, her big eyes curled into crescent moons and looking at him with a smile. The sun shone down her hair from behind, and a glow reflected off the tip of her swaying ponytail.

"Where am I?" Vane sat up with his hands propped up, feeling a splitting headache and patting his head with his hand. Not far behind Elena was an endless sea, the sun seemed to be unable to fully penetrate, and the water took on a dark dark blue.

"Have you forgotten? The ship we were on was wrecked. Elena said. After speaking, he brushed the small hair hanging down in front of his forehead behind his ear with his hand.

Vane felt a familiar scene, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. His head began to hurt again, and he rubbed his sideburns twice vigorously, and it seemed to be relieved.

"What about Felder and them?" Vane asked, looking up.

"They're dead. Elena said with a smile still on her face.

"What?!" a feeling of extreme unease rose in his heart, and Elena's appearance at this time made him shudder a little, and Vane unconsciously backed back with his hands.

"I said, they're dead. And, of course, me...... and you. As soon as she finished speaking, Elena's delicate face became distorted. The flesh on her face became loose and began to rot, rotten flesh peeling off her face with pus.

"Ah......h But he didn't jump up like a cat, and it is not known why he couldn't control his body.

"Vane, kiss me......"

"Ahh It was dark and unusually quiet, and my clothes were already soaked with sweat.

Whew, it turned out to be just a nightmare. Vane felt reassured and began to look around.

This is probably the place where I accidentally stepped on the air before, the ground is soft, and the temperature is a little higher than that on the wasteland. The view around was poor, and when I looked up, there was a narrow crack above me that was shining a faint light.

This must be an underground cavern, Vane thought. He fumbled for the fallen staff, slowly stood up, and walked tentatively forward.

Before he could take two steps, Vane stepped on something soft, and it let out a heavy grunt. It's him again, this guy is really dead, Vane thought to himself.

"Hey, not dead yet?" Vane said as he kicked the fat first mate.

The fat first mate didn't seem to wake up, and after snorting twice, he didn't move again.

Vane was very tired at this time, and with no water, he felt dry mouth and dizziness. He walked around the fat first mate and walked on, and in a short time his eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness of the underground cavern.

Soon Vane ran into a wall, a rock wall to be exact. The rock wall is a multi-layered structure, with uneven lines distributed laterally, and the surface is rough and wet. Vane listened carefully without moving, and sure enough, he heard the faint sound of flowing water.

Vane licked his chapped lips and continued to grope his way down the rock wall in the direction of the sound of the water. What Vane didn't expect was that the ground was very flat and there were no potholes as expected.

Suddenly, Vane touched something cold and slippery, and his hand was so frightened that it retracted as if it had been electrocuted.

Vane looked closely, and there seemed to be something the size of a fist sticking to the two direct gaps in the rock wall. According to the touch just now, it looks like a hard shell.

Vane stretched his staff forward and flicked the thing hard.

"Pop!" the object on the rock wall fell to the ground. Vane crouched down to take a closer look, and it turned out to be a giant snail!

Wayne's first reaction when he saw the snail was, it should be delicious to eat when it was roasted, right? This is not to blame for Vane, who was already so hungry that his steps were a little vain.

As disgusting as the snail's slimy appearance looked, hunger quickly overcame reason, and Vane was already thinking about how to make this delicious meal.

Eventually, Vane found seven or eight more snails on the rock wall and placed them on the ground.

Control the magic, adjust the angle, the fireball crosses, and a fragrant "flame snail" is ready. Due to the excessive fire, there was even a small flame burning on the snail when Vane was eating.

Elena, Felder, I don't know where you are now. The next time we meet, you can try the flame snail I made, it actually tastes pretty good. Vane thought as he ate.

......

While Vane was sitting in an underground cavern eating a flaming snail with relish, something happened in Akrand, the capital of the Atagar Kingdom, located in the middle of the continent of Lafrey.

Inside the Akram Palace.

There is a row of tall carved stone pillars on each side of the walkway, and the top of the arched palace twenty or thirty meters high looks imposing, and the red carpet with gold trim spreads from the doorway to the front of the throne. Ministers and other officials were already lined up on either side of the hall, whispering to each other, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Sitting on the throne was the king of Ataga, who was slightly chubby and fair-skinned, and matched the jeweled throne beneath him. At this time, his right arm was propped up on the armrest of the throne, his head was slightly sideways, and his right hand was constantly touching his carefully trimmed mustache, looking leisurely.

The door to the "crunch ......" hall was pushed open. The bearded king immediately sat up straight, quickly pulled his clothes twice, and straightened the crown with both hands. The originally noisy hall fell silent, as if someone had suddenly pressed a switch.

Two figures walked in briskly through the doorway.

Slightly in front was a tall and burly man, at this time the Atagar Kingdom was also in the heat, but the man was wearing a standard set of knightly heavy armor, and the bright red cloak behind him was dragging on the ground. With his left hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist and his right hand around a shiny helmet of movable visor, he walked with his head held high and let out a slight metal crash.

Half a step behind him was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and from the moment she entered the main hall, almost everyone's eyes were focused on her. But those eyes did not dare to be frivolous in the slightest, and quickly retracted them.

The man walked fast in armor, and the girl struggled to keep up with him.

"Aha, dear Captain Russell, what wind brought you here?" said the bearded king with a smile on his face.

The man named Russell raised his head slightly, shook his long dark brown curly hair, knelt on one knee, and said loudly with an extremely serious expression: "Your Majesty, Russell has come to ask for battle, please give your Majesty an order!"

"Get up first, get up first, let's discuss slowly. The king made a flat gesture.

Russell did not get up, he knelt on the red carpet, stared at the king and said word by word: "Please give your Majesty an order!"

A hint of displeasure flashed on the king's white face, but he still smiled and said, "You are all here today, so I will briefly talk about this matter. ”

"Ahem, as you know, our Ataga Kingdom and the Divorsk Kingdom have always been well water and river water, and there have been no major conflicts for hundreds of years, and they are even very good partners. But this time the king of Divosk himself sent messengers to ask for the release of those black cloaks, if we don't let go, I'm afraid there will be a war between our two countries, and then ......"

"If war can't be avoided, we'd better take the initiative for the glory of Ataga!" Russell got down on one knee, his chest straight.

"Russell, you are the leader of the Knights of the Dawn, you have to see the big picture......"

"Are you going to release the murderer of the child trafficker?" Before the king could finish speaking, Russell interrupted him rudely, omitting even the honorifics.

"You know, my son doesn't know what to do yet, he's only five years old!" Russell snapped to his feet from the ground, almost shouting loudly. The hilt of the sword he held in his left hand began to vibrate slightly, making a "buzzing" sound.

Russell was as quiet as a kitten, and the girl's eyes were a little red on her fair and slender face at this time, her shoulders twitched slightly, and her long silver hair shook slightly.

The king's fair face was a little red, his mustache was slightly upturned, and he shouted and rebuked: "Russell, are you going to be disrespectful to the king?!"

"Ataga has been corrupted by darkness, is your Majesty going to turn a blind eye?" came a buzzing sound from the scabbard, and Russell said word by word in the angry eyes of the king without fear.

"Your Majesty is angry. At this time, the ministers on both sides also began to persuade each other.

"Russell, your daughter is here today, so let's not be unpleasant. I've made a decision on this matter, Warden, you go and release them. The king's face softened, but his tone was unmistakable.

Russell's face was cold, he didn't say anything, he stood up and turned to walk outside.

When the king saw Russell leave, his whole body relaxed. What a reckless man, he knows how to fight and kill, he thought disdainfully.

The entire hall was unusually quiet, except for the sound of armor pieces colliding with each other. Soon, the sound also disappeared at the entrance to the main hall.

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