The heavy snow in winter arrived, and the streets of Sears were full of people, and the cold chill did not dispel people's enjoyment of life.

In the chaotic shouting, the water vapor steamed, and the snow under his feet turned into mud, and was trampled by the shoes that came and went.

A couple over half a hundred years old held each other's arms, carried some greens with a smile, and bought a little game from the hunter that had just been caught.

"I've said it all, isn't it in the palace, why do you have to come out and buy it?"

Ferrante pinched Sophia's finger and smiled dotingly: "How can there be freshly caught prey in the palace? Remember the first time we came to Sears? I caught a lot of game along the way." ”

"Yes~ Except for the rabbit is a frog, you can't hit anything else at that time. Sophia deliberately laughed.

"yes, I couldn't hit any other ...... then," Ferrante looked at the snowflakes in the sky and shook his head.

"By the way, did you inform them?"

"Noticed, let's have dinner in the evening...... Eat once less once. ”

Sophia hugged Ferrante's arm and snuggled up to him, like an ordinary old couple who came out to buy groceries, without the slightest appearance of the king and queen of the empire.

Going around and around, the two of them bought some more food and prepared to return to the palace, and when they passed a street corner, Ferrante's bag accidentally hit the shelf.

The two turned around and saw an old man in cloth squatting in front of the shelf, his face full of sadness.

On the ground in front of the old man, a few copper grains were lying in a shabby hat, and it seemed that he was a man who sold paintings for a living, and sold them very cheaply.

Sophia blinked, hurriedly walked over and apologized, but suddenly froze in front of the canvas.

Ferrante followed in confusion, and was equally stunned when his eyes caught sight of the canvas.

The old man's canvas is painted on a street corner in front, and the figure stalls are vivid, and the painting work is a must.

But there is only one point, that is, the sky is gloomy at this time, and the snow falls like goose feathers, but the scene in the painting is summer, with green leaves and green insects flying.

"This ...... It's ......"

Sophia looked at Ferrante uncertainly, and he nodded.

That's right, the street corner painted by the old man is the same street where Sears was burned at the stake.

I saw that just because of Ferrante's collision, a thick cloud of ink remained in the center of the canvas, destroying the beauty of the whole painting at once.

The two looked at each other, and Sophia decided to give some gold coins to make up for the old man, and the old man readily agreed.

But Ferrante still looked at the painting, and was silent for a while, and said, "Sir, in order to make up for our apologies, can we ask you to come to our house and make a painting?" ”

The old man was happy, and quickly nodded in agreement, then picked up his hat, carefully carried the copper grain in his arms, and followed behind the two.

"Sir, your canvas ......"

"No, no, they all look down on my paintings, and now they all burn charcoal, and no one steals them. ”

Sophia nodded, and walked back to the palace with Ferrante and the old man.

And after they left, the ink on the canvas slowly flowed down, forming a simple and crude ink print, like a pillar standing at the corner of the street.

In the evening, in the palace hall, Ferrante and Sophia, along with the seven remaining knights of the round table, gathered at the long table to reminisce about the past.

Ferrante sat in the middle, Sophia beside him, and the seven Knights of the Round Table lined up on either side, making room for the five departed brothers.

The old man took the best paintbrush in fear, sketched the outline little by little, and then said:

"National ...... Your Majesty, all right. ”

"Okay, how long will it take to finish drawing?" Ferrante asked, with a hint of wine.

"...... a month," replied the old man.

Soon after, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the old man walked out of the palace by moonlight, while Ferrante and the others were still talking about the battle of the Grand Canyon of Pick.

The old man staggered away from the palace, leaving a trail of footprints behind him, and came to the street where he was in the daytime, and put away his canvas.

The city gate not far away had been closed, the old man shook his head, and his figure began to grow younger, disappearing into the dark alley with the scroll.

......

A month later, Ferrante sat on the throne with her eyes closed, not knowing what she was thinking.

Sophia walked up to him from the outside and placed a stack of papers on the table.

"Ferrante, Winnar ...... too"

Counting him, Winner, this is already the eighth Knight of the Round Table to pass away.

Ferrante on the throne looked much older, with more and more gray hair.

He reached out and pinched his eyebrows, his voice tired.

"Did you find the old man?"

Sophia shook her head, and the worried look on her face became more and more obvious: "No, the whole Sears has not been found, I should have left with the gold coin." ”

Call......

Ferrante exhaled heavily, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes!" Sophia bowed, "Recently, we have received news that many people have disappeared inexplicably across the country, and most of them are Light Believers. ”

Ferrante pouted: "Those slave traders only care about elves, and don't dare to attack believers, it should be a black mage who is making trouble, God of War Church help, otherwise Alena will blame me." ”

"I'll deal with it. ”

With that, Sophia left the main hall, leaving Ferrante alone on the throne, looking at the relief of the main hall above her head, and sighed softly.

"I'm sorry ......"

......

A few months later, the winter passed, and Sears ushered in the breath of spring, and everything recovered, which should have been a good scene, but the entire Solan Empire was shrouded in clouds, as if it had not yet come out of the harsh winter.

The twelve Knights of the Round Table lost six in just one winter, old injuries, illnesses, accidents, and not enough reasons.

Among the general public, although the number of inexplicable disappearances in various places is much less with the help of the church, it still happens from time to time, and the fear brought by the black magicians puts everyone in danger.

When red rosemary transplanted from the Kanos Mountains in northeastern Tria bloomed, the last Knight of the Round Table of the Solan Empire committed suicide in his home.

In addition to the dark magicians, the successive deaths of the Knights of the Round Table have also caused some controversy among the people about the church, and there are even rumors that it is the wrath of the gods.

After all, the beliefs of the twelve Knights of the Round Table are now known only to them.

In the palace, Sophia walked into the main hall with a heavy heart, only to find that Ferrante, who had been staying here, did not know where to go today.

She looked around and walked out of the hall in confusion, and at this moment, a shock suddenly appeared, and it became more and more intense, Sophia was shocked, and looked back at the hall in surprise.

No matter how bad life is, the people of Sears are still living a normal life, but a sudden change breaks their peace.

Because not only the royal palace, but also the entire land of Sears began to shake incessantly.

Tria, the Hall of Light, Alena's figure slowly disappeared, and a string of voices remained in the air.

"Ferrante, who does the gods need to be the executioner?! You're crazy!"

It's not just Tria, the elven tribe, Anita put down the vine in her hand and looked in the direction of Sears.

At sea, in the midst of a raging storm, Die'er walked out of the cabin and came to the deck, looking at the north with a serious expression.

In the Dwarven Kingdom, Lem, who was wielding a hammer, suddenly stopped and frowned.

Scarborough School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Kraken looked out the window and was silent, and in the forbidden demon room, Wells was suddenly stunned.

The Church of the Night, the Church of the God of Wisdom, there are people looking in the direction of the Solan Empire.