Esher stood in the snow outside the South Gate of Boimbru, watching the flickering fires on the walls. The mournful howls of the wolves in the darkness were overwhelming, but the low whimpering was exceptionally clear. Essho knew who was whimpering, and he vaguely knew why he was whimpering——。 He had expected that the man would be angry, hateful, and curse through gritted teeth, but until the whistle stopped, Eshu did not hear those strong and distorted negative emotions, only the purest sadness and grief, as if he had experienced an eternal farewell. Eishu couldn't help but be in awe, fate had put the two together, maybe tomorrow the two of them would have a bloody conversation with a sword, but the other party's contemplative and peaceful attitude was beyond Esau's reach. Perhaps, as he said, because fate doesn't matter to believers, no matter how mean it is to you, it's always better to embrace it than to resist violently—and that's what he did.

The hands around his neck let go, and Teresa slid silently from behind him, stumbling through the snow, but finally stood on her own. "I'm not going to be allowed in—probably not you. Ranmarok is not a fool, he has already seen the clues of Kenrico's clumsy performance before, but he has not broken it because of the friendship between the two. But now that my identity with Kia has probably been exposed, you naturally can't get out of it. Theresa's tone had a hint of restrained and cold anger at the mention of Kia, "I don't care what you two said in Sarion, but you shouldn't have brought him to Livingston. ”

“…… My bad. Esthew whispered.

There was the creaking of wooden mechanisms in the darkness, the south gate opened, and two torches fluttered out one after the other, and Ranmarok and Captain Dahal appeared in front of them, and all four of them were taken aback when they saw each other's faces. Ranmarok and Dahar were surprised that they were able to return from outside the snow, while Esher and Teresa were surprised that they were greeted by two high-ranking officers from Poynbru. But they soon found some clues, and Ranmaroke's face was tense, and his tone was extremely reluctant: "Please Monsir Baranduke and Miss Elfwan enter Poynbru, and the captain of the garrison, Brochette, has something important to discuss with them." Ranmaroke didn't hide his expression, and Essho could easily tell that he was strongly resistant to going into town with Teresa.

Garrison Commander Brochette...... It seems that in the time of their absence, the undercurrent of Poimbrune is surging. Estheus realized that it was most likely related to him and Teresa. But he wisely didn't ask Ranmaroke, and was just about to enter the city, but Theresa stood motionless behind him: "No need, I'm going to take my brother tonight." ”

Ranmarok couldn't help Teresa say this, and just as he was about to speak, Dahar stepped forward in time: "Mr. Kea is being treated by scholars in the camp, and he is not out of danger yet. ”

"Can't we find a decent surgeon in the huge Royal Academy?" Teresa said coldly, "Half a night has passed, and even the injuries of a wounded person can't be stabilized?" ”

"I only know the most superficial medical skills, and the condition of Mr. Kia does not depend on me," Dahar carefully weighed his tone, while his attention was highly focused on Teresa's arm, wary of any slight movement, "but it depends on your attitude. ”

"Lead the way." Theresa was silent for a long time and chose to back down.

"Please follow me." Dahal held out a hand and motioned to follow him, and he naturally took Ranmaroke's place. The former garrison commander watched in amazement as Esher and Theresa passed him and walked into Poimbro, and then his attention was drawn to the bow on Eshy's back. It was probably the roughest, most rudimentary bow Ranmarlock had ever seen since he became a ranger, and perhaps the little bow he made by sharpening a wooden stick would be much more elaborate than that thing, but the primitive and rugged shape was always hard for Ranmarok to ignore. He had the illusion that the bow seemed to force him to pay attention—in fact, he had followed Eshu all the way, and any Ranger that Ranmarlock had seen would unconsciously look at the longbow after saluting him.

"What's on your back?" When they arrived at the chief's tent, Ranmaroch finally couldn't resist the urge to ask questions, but he himself was too embarrassed to call it a bow."

"It's a bow." Eshyu turned his head to glance at Ranmaroke.

"Of course I can see it's a bow," Ranmaroch asked patiently, "did you make it halfway?" ”

"No, I picked it up in a tree hollow." Eshy said, not quite wanting to continue the conversation, and lifted the curtain and stepped into the tent. Ranmarok was about to follow up, when Brochette's voice pinned his feet: "Ranmarlock, you go and organize men to patrol the city walls." ”

"Yes." Ranmarok stiffly saluted, and turned to leave, and he had just taken a few steps when Captain Dahar followed him. "Why, you didn't stay in the audience?" He said mockingly.

"I know you're in a bad mood, but don't carry that attitude into the rest of the city."

"I don't need you to remind me."

……

In the tent, Brochette motioned for Esher and Teresa to sit down across a large round table. The old man did not put on the robes of the Bachelor again, but changed into the standard armor of the Knights of the Black Spear, and the helmet was placed on the table, which he pressed with one hand, and the other hand fiddled with the beard on his chest. It was hard to imagine that the old body could still bear the weight of a knight's heavy armor without being sluggish. It was already early in the morning, and the old man's eyes still didn't see the slightest bit of exhaustion, and when he saw Essho walk in, he showed obvious relief and relief. "Welcome back, yes—hehe," he smiled awkwardly, not uttering the still somewhat disgusting title of Essho.

"I want to see Kia." Teresa said, "I'm going to take him away tonight." ”

"Viscount Alfwan is currently receiving proper medical treatment." Brockette turned to Teresa.

"He's not a viscount anymore."

"But his last name is Elfwan, isn't he?" "If you're willing to stay and help us defend Poynbru," said Brochette, "I'll keep him safe, and when the battle is over, you can take him with you, and I'll use all my authority to keep it a secret for you, and no one in Livingston will know he's been there—not even from Sarion." I'm sorry, but I had to use this tactic to keep you. It's the most dangerous time for Poynbru, and if you leave, Kenrico will follow. We're going to lose a lot of power. ”

"You royal academy are big fans of Madigan, there is already a ready-made child of prophecy here, and it doesn't matter to me and Kenrico." Teresa gestured to Estheu.

"I thought Madigan's remarks were untouchable in the Inquisition," Brochette smiled, "I never doubted Madigan, but I always believed in one thing: everyone is a participant in the fulfillment of the prophecy, and there is no such thing as a bystander." What's more, in the military realm, good decisions and careful preparation will attract the favor of the gods, as the tide of raids that have been defeated under the city of Boimpur in previous years has proven this countless times, even if it is the Omenwolf this year. ”

"How do you keep him safe?" Teresa asked.

"His ward will be housed in the depths of the Royal Academy. As soon as we are forced into a street fight with the Misty Mountain army, I will immediately send someone to escort him through the secret passage to the temporary camp in Barranli, on the other side of the Frost Bridge, where you can leave as you please. ”

“…… Well, I hope the dean of Wang Li College will do what he says. Teresa stood up, "If nothing else, I'm leaving." ”

"I also hope that the nuns of hell will do what they say." Brochette watched Teresa emerge from the tent.