Hewal seemed to be suppressed by Amamiyasuke's sudden threat, and looked at Amamiyasuke and didn't know what to say.

Amamiyasuke glanced at Hewale, looking at Hewal leaning on the futon, and there was a strange feeling in his heart that he couldn't tell his name, what kind of feeling it was, but he didn't know how to express it.

Looking at Hevaler's wound, Amamiyasuke pondered for a few seconds, and finally decided not to think about finding anyone for the time being, just Hevaler's wound, it will take at least two months to heal, if you go by yourself, there is a master who likes to fight on the other side of the thing, and this small body of his own, but he can't hold up any attacks.

"When you're healed, let's go out and look for it, after all, there is sea all around here, and he can't run far." With that, Amamiya walked over to the computer.

Hewal looked at the back of Amamiya Suke, and his heart was a little trance, just an instant, and he recovered, maybe he was bleeding a little too much, and he was hallucinating, and when he bled before, he would hallucinate if he bled a little more...... This is probably an illusion too.

Suddenly thinking of something, Amamiyasuke suddenly turned around, and this startled look really startled Heval.

It stands to reason that Hevale, a female warrior who has been through a hundred battles, should not be frightened by this little thing......

"What's wrong with you? Surprised? Can it be slowed down? Hewal glanced at Le Ming angrily and said angrily.

Amamiyasuke nodded a little embarrassedly, he has been used to staying at home alone in recent years, and this sudden addition of one person is still a little uncomfortable, and he still maintains his own style.

"Attention...... Be sure to pay attention in the future. After saying that, Amamiya suke stretched out his finger and pointed to the wardrobe on the side.

"Your sword is in it, and I want to ask one thing, this sword, how did you get rid of its curse? I checked the information, the previous owner of this sword, all of them were killed by the closest people around them, and you, the only exception, both of them have records, and your records are pitiful. Amamiyasuke's curiosity is now beginning to show.

If he wasn't interested in Norse or ancient Greek mythology, he wouldn't have played this game, and now he has a real person in front of him, so of course he has to ask for details about Hevaler! After all, only real people know that is the most real! This is first-hand historical information!

I don't know when, Hewal has relaxed his vigilance against Amamiyasuke, is it when Amamiyasuke makes noodles for himself to eat, or when Amamiyasuke bandages his wounds? Hewal shook his head, shook off the question, and began to explain the story of his sword to Amamiyasuke.

His father was buried on an island by an evil spirit, and his father was also the owner of this Tyredge, but he was not cursed by Tyrfin to die, but was killed by the evil spirit in battle.

In order to find his father's corpse and the heavy sword called Tilfeng that his father told him before he set out on the expedition, he set foot on this island full of evil spirits that has been shrouded in mist all year round.

When she entered the island, Heval's heart was determined, she was determined to find her father's corpse and the heavy sword, but the more she went inside, the more terrible it felt.

After walking hundreds of steps, the fog on this small island made it impossible to see things a few steps away, and the strange atmosphere was shrouded in this strange atmosphere, and even a person like Hevaler, who aspired to be a pirate queen, trembled in his heart.

The loss became thicker and thicker, and in the end, even leaving only one or two steps of vision, Hewal began to panic, this kind of place, let alone looking for something! Even finding a way is extremely difficult.

Hewal wanted to go back, but when he looked back, there was nothing to see behind him, only a pale gray mist, ethereal in the space.

Although he was very scared in his heart, Hewal had only one choice, that is, to go forward, he didn't know what he would encounter if he went forward, but to go backward was to give up what he had just done.

Hewal was not a man who gave up halfway, but could only endure the terrible, lonely, lifeless fog and continue to walk.

The soles of my feet had begun to ache slightly, and my hair had been wet with mist, and I couldn't tell whether it was sweat or water condensed by the mist.

I don't know how long it took to walk...... The fog in front of him suddenly dispersed a ray of light, as if it had shone not far away from him, as if he had discovered a new world.

Seeing the ray of light shining in front of him, Hewal did not hesitate, and opened his legs to chase the ray of light.

I forgot the time when I ran, and the sunshine seemed to be very close, but I ran a hundred steps.

Piercing the fog and seeing the blue sky, what awaits Hewal is not a blue sky, not a sunny field, but a mass grave infested with ghosts.

Thousands of ghosts floated above this mass grave, and each one with a hideous complexion, as if he had endured great pain, but could not vent it.

It is rumored that ghosts like living things, and such a living life as Hewal broke out of the fog and stood here, and tens of thousands of ghosts turned their heads to Hewal.

Although they had no real eyes, Hewal saw in their empty eyes a kind of longing, hatred, affection.

Although she has been through a hundred battles, although she is inspired to be the queen of pirates, she is almost frightened when she meets the scene in front of her.

Ghosts, in legends, can only be subdued by mages, and ordinary things are simply ineffective against them.

Looking at the breath of her own living life and the ghosts that were sensitive to her, Hewal turned as if she was running behind her, but when she saw that there was still a never-ending fog behind her, she gave up......

Instead of returning yourself to the fog, you might as well fight the ghosts here, and you will become one of the ghosts in the mountains!

The saber beside him has not been unsheathed for a long time, but when it comes out of the body, it still flashes with cold light, and it can be seen that this is a good sword that can be praised by top swordsmiths.

The surrounding ghosts seemed to sense the aura of danger and rushed towards Hewal in an instant! Ten thousand ghosts covered the sun, and the terrible screams echoed in this empty valley.