With the help of the people of Murred's Gate, 'Karkand', Cullosius and Earl Walker, rode out of Murred's gate one after another, and galloped towards the woods of El Helino Beisen, leaving Murred's red earth out of sight in a short time. All that left before them was the quiet Strange El Helino Red-crowned Woods.

Quiet, however, is the norm in this El Heilino North Forest. At least, there are no regular troops here who want to be stationed in this forest full of red-crowned trees, this is absolutely primeval forest, so to speak.

"Kurosius, it's no wonder that no one is stationed here, this forest is simply inaccessible!" Earl Walker finally slowed down his horse, he leaned down on his horse's back and rummaged through his horse's bag, and finally found dry food in his bag, "Hey, man, can you get some of this?" My stomach was growling with hunger, and I must have vomited a lot last night, vomiting all the roast turkey I ate. ”

"Lord Rog, thanks to you last night, I really don't want to eat right now. When I see something now, I think of my clothes from last night. Colossius looked around jokingly, looking at the muddy ground in front of his horse's head and the trees growing from time to time, "I suggest that we should eat as sparingly as possible." Walking in the woods is not as good as taking the main road, and there are many detours from the north forest of El Helino outside of this Murred to the boundary of Yafen. ”

"I hope you don't take me to what you thought of as a 'wine pool' like last time, but don't run to the end of the woods and end up like a dream to Archander or Parma." Earl Walker nibbled on two mouthfuls of dry rations, then threw them back into his horse's bag, "When the time comes, we may have to run away again, or we will not be able to fly." ”

"Don't worry, Lord Rogge. I'm old to this place, I'm just trying to determine where we are, you don't know, you can't go wrong walking in the woods. Besides, I'm still waiting for you to seal me the Perland Wasteland. Anyway, this joke is a bit outrageous. Culosius smiled slightly, he had already recognized the direction, and raised his hand to point, "Your Excellency, this red-crowned tree that curves like a large upright python is a sign that I remember, and we must immediately turn south and march." ”

"I'm never joking. I am very grateful to you from the bottom of my heart, and if it were not for your assistance on Lena Island, we would have slain the nine-headed sea monster together, and I might have turned into a delicious meal of nine heads; If you hadn't answered me in time at the royal city of Parma, perhaps my head would no longer be on my neck; If it weren't for your guidance, I wouldn't have drunk with Zax, whom I haven't seen in a long time. Anyway, if you have any additional requests that I would like to reward you, you may wish to ask me directly. Earl Walker followed Cullosius southward, turning his horse's head around.

"Forget it, I treat you as my friend, thank you or something, don't mention it again, you have already given me this white snow! But a good horse! I'm very satisfied. What's the use of taking money now, except to add some embellishment to the ladies of the monastery - but I can't go back, and I have the honor of being on the king's warrant. Ha ha. Curosius's red face showed a little displeasure, and he waved his hand at Count Walker, "Your Excellency Rogge, don't mention such similar questions in the future." Moreover, I have heard that your relative, Resart Don, has been slain by the Earl of Yafin for treason. Maybe we'll have more adventures when we arrive in Yafin. My life is about being passionate and passionate. ”

"Oh, I knew Ressatt Don had been executed, and I'm going to tell you - he's a bastard." Earl Walker was clearly aware of the old news provided by Coulosius.

"That's not the same as when you were new to the smuggling caravan! You say you're a cousin of Brother Resart Donnay! Cullosius finally turned his head, and he looked at Knight Rog, Rog Tym, Lord Rogge, in short, a word about Rogge and the family name immediately came to his mind.

"Oh, your eyes seem to be full of doubt, don't you think it's a good thing that I don't have anything to do with Resat Don?" Earl Walker's dark brown eyes looked at Colossius's doubtful eyes, and he knew that this doubt did not come from inner confusion but doubts about his identity, and of course such doubts were always harmless.

"Oh, I just feel like I'm on a path of righteousness. Once again, I'm curious about who you are. Cullosius shrugged his shoulders and winked at Count Walker, "If you're not a relative of Resart Don, then you must be a relative of the Easttim family, a knight who can go to the Woodston Royal Arena to compete in knighthood at the Sidrion Weeding Festival, either the king's direct courtiers and vassals, or the famous people in these noble families who are close to the courtiers and vassals!" Roger Tym, Roger Easttham! Easttem! The people of the House of Yafenburg! It must be right. ”

"You're right, Perland." Count Walker directly called Culosius the name of the wasteland, "At least the general direction is correct!" ”

"I'm embarrassed if you call me that! I'm not the master of the Perland Wastes! Lord Rogge! I'm a little confused, I've never heard of the name Roger Eastterm. You see, the old earl of Jarfen, Arte Easttem, had only one younger brother named Alat Easttime, and he was made a baron of the Knights' Valley, and was stationed at the border of the Knights' Valley all the year round, and his sons were Baron Raul, Baron, and Sikani. Roger Easttem can only be a relative of a relative. ”

"You know so much about our family. It's like a few treasures. Earl Walker laughed as he rode up to Colossius on Whitesnow, and reached out to pat Colossius on the shoulder, "Of course you've never heard of Roger Easttem, because Rogge is just a name I made up. This is just to reduce the trouble along the way, but there is more trouble along the way than if you didn't hide your real name. Cullosius, if I give my real name, will you still be as loyal as you are now? ”

"Of course, there is no doubt about it. I only recognize your people, and as for whatever your name is called, I will follow you as always. I have experienced the tribulation of life and death with you, and this kind of friendship of life and death is not something that can be obtained casually. Without thinking, Cullosius gladly gave Earl Walker a very positive answer.

"I will take your words as an oath in the Red Forest of the North Forest of El Helino." Earl Walker snapped his fingers, he happily untied the sword of Eastem with the curly blade at his waist, stretched out his hand and handed it to Cullosius, "This is my token, the sword we fought together, although it has been curled, it is still extremely sharp after being reforged, and the answer you gave is the best answer I expected." I am confident that you will always be the same as you are, and that your loyal deeds and concise answers will earn you the glory you expect. Oh, Perland is already yours. Perland. ”

"No matter what kind of person you were or will be, this kind of life-and-death friendship is only between you and me." Kurosius's pupils widened, as if he didn't know Earl Walker, who came by his side with a sword, after holding the reins of the horse and stopping for a long time, he stroked his chest with one hand, and bowed respectfully to his companion of life and death, and then stretched out his hand tremblingly, holding the sword of Easttem that Earl Walker handed over, "Your Excellency Rogge, is it the current Earl of Affenburg, Walker, the son of the deceased old Earl of Alpha of the Territory of Alpha, Walker, Eastham!" The promulgator of the New Law of Jarfen Lawrence, I think I finally understood what had happened along the way. ”

"Yes, Culosius. I am the same Earl of Yafin who was once brutal, who was almost drowned in his saliva, and now that you know who I am, and I have been humiliated by you without knowing it, perhaps you will still look at me with contempt. But I can tell you responsibly that the cold and biting waters of the Raif River have thoroughly washed my soul and given me new life. Earl Walker's dark brown eyes lit up, "Fortunately, you are the second person besides my mentor, Mr. Lawrence, to hear my sincere confession." My mentor is dead and has gone to the temple of Akana, but you are alive. ”

"The new law has saved your reputation, everyone can have a bad history, and all people have bad behavior to some extent. The herdsmen of White Town often say: If you lose your sheep, repair the hedge, the wolves will not commit any more crimes, and the sheep will not stop. Behold, the polar night of the royal city of Parma has passed, and the warm sun has risen overhead. Although covered by the red-crowned forests of El Helino, this dense forest can still be penetrated by the sun, and the growing fungus in the soil of the dense forest heralds the coming rebirth of all things. Coolosius's sincere words completely melted the last snow in Earl Walker's heart.

"The snow has melted in my heart, and I consider you my own brother. That's why I'm giving you this Easttim saber, which has been curled up and reforged to shine even brighter. I take him as a token of my life. Count Walker's expression was very solemn, he pointed to the sword of Easttem that Cullosius held in both hands, "I have given you not only a broken sword with a curling blade, but I have also given you a piece of my history, he has experienced my defeat, he has seen my cruelty, he has accepted my confession, he has followed me to fight, he has witnessed our encounter, he has helped us to transcend death, he has accompanied me in life." ”

"Lord Count Walker, I think I, Cullosius Colono, have once again been convinced that I have found the right belonging, and in this blessed El Helino North Forest, I swear to my true companion, my trusted Earl of Walker of Affenburg, that I will give my life into his hand, and my soul will recognize him as my brother, and I will love him as all I have. In the name of the Goddess and Sidrion and the Holy Spirit whom I worship. I will make a blood alliance. Culotsius lowered his head, kissed the sword of Eastem with the pale sapphire embedded in the hilt, and then carefully pinned the sword of Easttime to the belt around his waist, his right hand drew a large Arcana cross on his chest and shoulders, and then drew the knife on his leggings, and without hesitation cut the back of his hand. Let the blood run through his fingers, falling down to the muddy soil of the North Forest of El Helino.