"Nidhogg... Their target is Nidhogg?"

After a moment of silence, Lusen's face was full of disbelief, and his silver-gray pupils trembled, and the expression could no longer be described as surprised.

That's "fear".

Under the howling cold wind, the gray-eyed young man drenched in cold sweat tried his best to calm down, his right hand clenching the hilt of the sword was already tense, and his rapid breathing could not even keep up with his heartbeat!

Why... Why......

How could this be?!

Memories of the last time he had been to Nidhogg flashed through his mind, and countless questions came to his mind, and Lusen gasped for breath in a trance, but it was only the last shred of his mind that did not let him fall into complete madness.

Isaac on the side noticed that something was not quite right with Lusen, and just wanted to say something when he was stopped by Loren and nodded silently.

Now the gray-eyed boy's mental condition was clearly not quite right, and it was likely that he had noticed something he couldn't believe - if he was to interrupt him at such a time, the consequences would be absolutely catastrophic.

Stopping Isaac, the black-haired wizard returned his gaze to the endless army of monsters below the cliff, took a deep breath softly, and squinted his eyes in deep thought.

Sudden orders, the mysteries of Bloodbones Valley, and... An unexpected army of monsters.

Every time a dark-haired wizard thinks he's finally figured out a mystery, he'll soon find another incredible "truth" thrown at him, like an ever-changing maze that never finds an exit.

There are no clues, no ideas, no answers, just one incredible "truth" after another.

One "accident" after another.

The atmosphere became more and more solemn, and Lu Sien's expression, which had taken a few deep breaths in succession, gradually stabilized, and he gritted his teeth to keep himself awake.

"Are you feeling better?"

The black-haired wizard on the side suddenly spoke.

The gray-eyed boy didn't speak, just bit his lower lip and nodded.

"That's good, because we all have to be calm and sane now, and now is not the time to panic. Loren "snapped!" and pressed his shoulder:

"I hate accidents and anything unexpected more than anything else - but since it happens, we have to deal with it, deal with these bad things - calm down, you know?!"

Nodding blankly, Lusen glanced at the black-haired wizard, and then at Isaac Grantham next to him, looking a little at a loss.

Seeing the blankness on the gray-eyed boy's cheeks, Loren couldn't help but sigh - no matter how talented he was, he was still only a fourteen-year-old boy after all, and it didn't seem strange to be like this when he encountered something beyond his imagination.

Can we think of another way?

Now that it is basically certain that the monsters' target is the Dragon King City, the original plan can basically be declared null and void; the whole thing is beyond the scope of their own capabilities, and has reached the level of the safety of the empire!

And the only thing he could do now was to figure out why they were here, instead of attacking the Broken Mountain Fortress.

What's going on, or... What did they find?

What is the crux of the problem, what are you missing?!

Missing rangers, search party attacked, watchtower destroyed...... If this was the premeditated plan of the "Apostle of the Evil God", then everything that happened in the Valley of the Bloodbones was intended to conceal its true purpose.

In other words, if their target was really Dragon King, then the search party and the watchtower were easy to explain - even if they knew that doing so would cause alarm to the Broken Mountain Fortress, the Apostle of the Evil God would not let anyone discover their true purpose.

But they didn't expect that an inconspicuous team had left the night before their raid, and had found Nidhogg, who had been missing for many years, before them.

If that's the case, that's a coincidence!

"I have a question!"

Isaac suddenly raised his hand: "Well, it might be a bit inappropriate to say this now, but... Are we going back?"

Lusen looked at Loren with a complicated expression.

The black-haired wizard pondered for a moment, then said resolutely:

"No, let's move on. ”

"But... This is no longer just an adventure in search of an ancient civilization, and it is clear that whatever the mobish's goal is, the fact that they would rather give up the opportunity to invade the Empire than go to the Dragon King City shows that there is something more valuable there. ”

"Whatever that thing is, you can't let it go!" the gray-eyed boy suddenly drew his short sword and thrust it into the snow in front of him.

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A cave somewhere east of the Valley of Blood, next to a cliff in an ice field.

The knight of the guard, holding the "Bright Star" in his arms, sat by the campfire without saying a word, quietly staring at the sparks bursting out of the firewood, his eyes flickering.

The injuries on his body have long since recovered, but the torn clothes will not heal... The tattered gown and cloak were like wordless "fig leafs" that told him what he had been through.

A black-robed figure passed by him and sat cross-legged in front of the knights, who tried to get up, but were stopped by them.

"Are you getting better?"

Although it was a word of concern, Fanecis was always expressionless, and a drop of cold sweat was left on his frowning brow, as if he was desperately pressing something.

“... Healed. The knight of the guard replied, "You can go at any time, Lord Fanesis!"

"Don't be in a hurry, the goal is close and we still have a lot of time. Flipping through the scriptures casually, Farnesis gasped softly, and a subtle trace of tiredness flashed in his eyes:

"One more day of rest, we'll leave tomorrow. ”

"Yes. The guard knight, who spoke silently, whispered without looking back.

With a raised brow, Farnesis put down the scripture in his hand:

"What do you seem to want to say?"

"I just think that it may not have been a wise decision for you, Lord Fanesis, to take the risk yourself—even the Holy Cross would be less powerful in this hell shrouded in evil gods. The knight of the guard said silently:

"What's more, there is also the sudden appearance of the carrion demon...... If the literature in the church is not wrong, the appearance of such a huge army of monsters is the beginning of the invasion from the north!"

The voice of the guard knight was still echoing in the cave, and the indifferent Phanesis narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Do you think I should return to the Broken Mountain Fortress and tell them about it?"

"This is just a foolish opinion of your subordinates, and only the Holy Cross can give you a will. The Guardian Knight shook his head:

"But I have always believed that the safety of the Empire is the foundation of the faith - if the army of evil gods is allowed to invade the borders of the Empire, the Church will suffer a heavy blow, and it will inevitably cause turmoil in the Holy Cross faith!"

"Conod de Salion. ”

"Your Excellency?"

"Is it true that Conrad de Salion told you privately during the time of the Broken Mountain Fortress?" said Farnesis slowly, "The safety of the empire is the foundation of the Holy Cross faith, and this is not something you can say in the past. ”

The Guardian Knight fell silent.

"You must never underestimate any De Salion, especially His Royal Highness Crown Prince Connad, whose mind and maturity beyond his age, as well as his impressive skill and talent, should be the supreme emperor who is not inferior to the 'sage' Brandon I? ”

Fanesis muttered in a low voice: "If there are really monsters invading the Empire, it doesn't hurt to be used by this Highness once, but this time there will be no 'invasion', and their targets are not the Sakran Empire or the Holy Cross Church." ”

"There will be no invasion?!" suddenly appeared in the tone of the guard knight, "How do you know?"

"For this is the will of the Holy Cross, this is the will of the Holy Cross...... It was the will of the Holy Cross that brought me to the end of the world!"

Fanecis looked down and muttered to himself, his breathing becoming more and more rapid, and he clutched his right arm:

"This is the will of the Holy Cross......

It's my own volition——!"