In the quiet woods, only the creaking of feet on the ground, occasionally accompanied by the sound of boots being whipped from grass stalks.

Mu Yan lifted the confinement effect on Suria's body, carried her behind him, and walked without hurry.

The girl put her arms around his neck, her chin resting on her shoulders, and stared at the side of her face.

What a strange face, she thought. Then he couldn't help but reach out and touch it, as if suspecting that it was an illusion.

Neither of them spoke, as if they were unwilling to break this rare tranquility, making the reunion seem cautious.

After coming to Heru for so long, Mu Yan had never taken care of his hair, so much so that his hair was like a messy weed, tied behind his ears at will.

The girl's slender fingers ran across his face, stroking her hair all the way back, as if trying to find the same thing in her memory.

Feeling the touch on her face, Mu Yan's body trembled, and she instinctively wanted to dodge, but she stopped abruptly and let her touch it at will.

Just ...... Scratched by a cat, he thought.

"Is that you?"

Surya broke the silence with her mouth.

Mu Yan was stunned, nodded, and squeezed out a reply from his throat.

"Hmm."

At last he seemed not satisfied with this answer, and added.

"Do others dare to carry you like this?"

He was relieved when he said this—maybe Ricky was right, courage still needed to be there, at least it didn't seem as complicated as he thought.

On the other hand, if it were the previous Sulia, it would be like a fried cat at this time, with teeth and claws, or a tsundere snort. But at this moment, hearing the familiar joke, she couldn't help crying with a sour nose.

The girl endured not to make a sound, but the bitterness and pressure that she had been unable to tell others for a long time still fell on his back with tears.

Tears evaporated into a trace of warm white gas on the residual warm robe, setting off the girl's more and more delicate face.

Mu Yan heard the inhalation sound behind him, and suddenly cracked his mouth and laughed silently, he didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, as if Heru's cold air suddenly became gentle.

Obviously made the girl cry, but he had an urge to cheer.

So he put his hand in front of her.

"Here, there is no handkerchief, you can wipe it casually with this, it's very clean."

Surya burst into laughter with a "poof", and the pressure that had accumulated in her heart these days was also swept away.

The back of the person in front of her seemed to have a great magic, although it was not wide, but it was enough to give her a sense of security.

The estrangement brought about by time is gradually disappearing, and the distance between the two is closer because of this reunion.

After a long time, she asked again:

"That'...... Should I call you Mu Yan or Xia Mu? ”

Mu Yan's body shook, and a strong sense of unreality swelled up, and his heart suddenly turned upside down.

How did she know that?

Sulia didn't know that her casual question made Mu Yan so shocked, but she didn't get a response for a long time, and she also changed the topic.

"Don't talk about that, guess who I met?"

"Who?"

"Eric! Remember! ”

"Eric?" Mu Yan didn't remember who it was for a while.

"It should be said that it is 'Anthony', and you also gave people the name of 'Forgiveness Flower'." Surya laughed and said, "That guy also became friends with Amathe. ”

"Oh...... It's that guy, how can you even ...... him Was that strange soul that he was the one just now? Mu Yan exclaimed, Amather was "sent" to Heru by Xia Mu in front of him, and he also protected it with special means, but he didn't expect Anthony to survive in the River Styx.

"That's right, and he told us a very interesting story." As soon as she thinks of Eric's script, Sulia can't help but want to laugh.

It was a story that sounded shocking at the time, but later thought it was fanciful, not to mention that there were seven or eight more bizarre versions of it.

"He said, you're from the Hild Hills......"

The girl babbles about Eric's Script E, and her clear voice adds a different touch to the monotonous scenery.

But as the story deepened, the smile on Mu Yan's face gradually disappeared......

……

The other side.

Eric stared at the blue-skinned dwarf in front of him, and felt that he was becoming more and more like an animal......

The Kansa region is cold and receives heavy snowfalls every winter, and the vicinity of Night Town is no exception. As a result, sledding is a very common means of transportation in the local area.

Dog sledding, in particular, is particularly common.

This scene in front of us makes our writer think about it. He remembered the feat of being the year when little York was born and he had come back from out of town in a sleigh pulled by four dogs to celebrate his birthday, which was really windy......

But even then, there is no such thing as the one in front of me...... One person is fast.

If this guy is written in it, what should the title of the mercenary world be called? Blue flashes? The Blue Beast?

While thinking, the group quickly returned to the area where the carriage was located, and Uno stood on the stone next to him and looked into the distance, like a sign, it was difficult to see it or not.

Glazer had long since discovered this group of strange "outsiders", and was particularly interested in the elf.

He hadn't forgotten that Mu Yan had told him that his daughter Idril had an elven lover named Amacer. According to the elf's lifespan, the young guy in front of him should be the same age as the one named "Amacer", so he should be able to learn a lot about that guy from him.

Although the elves are more withdrawn, with their own knowledge and understanding of the elves, it shouldn't be a problem to talk about a sentence or two - no matter how bad it is, let that Tallinn person "talk" to him?

With this in mind, the old man got out of the carriage.

"Mr. Glazer."

Ricky bowed slightly.

He has a lot of respect for this old man, half of which comes from Mu Yan's attitude, and the other half comes from the other party's profound knowledge, the people of Tallinn are well-educated, unlike the ordinary Herus.

"I'm sorry for you." The old man nodded, handing him a potion to lift the static trap. Having lost his combat effectiveness, he could only use this method to fulfill the duties of a mage.

Ricky frees everyone but Bane - of course, he still can't wake up Grace from her coma, and Amatho is just knocked unconscious and wakes up with a basin of water.

When the elf woke up to find that a companion was missing, he became nervous, but Eric gave a brief description of what he had seen.

“…… I think this blue-skinned dwarf wants to create a two-person world, so he rushed back in a hurry. Eric concluded: "And I see that Miss Soulia's expression is quite normal, do you think that person is ......"

"What about the others?" Amacer asked hurriedly.

Eric pouted at Nunu behind him.

"In the world of two people, the flow of time is always slower than that of normal people."

Amatho was relieved.

At this time, the Glazer also walked over.

Eric stared at the white-bearded old man in front of him and stabbed the elf with his elbow.

"I've heard the dwarf just now shout 'Glazer what' to this old man, and it sounds familiar, have you heard it?"

He also thought that the other party could not understand the lingua franca, and he had no scruples about speaking.

However, when Amacer heard the name, his body trembled, and his fists clenched suddenly.

It seemed to be an instinctive reaction, even if he had begun to doubt everything he had experienced back then, but the hundred-year-long hatred was not something that could be let go, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that the name was a nightmare.

Glazer didn't notice this, and he didn't care about Eric's offense.

"Two-"

"Do you know how to speak!?"

Eric cried out in surprise.

"Mia is on top, he can actually use ...... What happened to you? He turned to the elf, only to find that the latter's expression was unnatural.

"Amather, what's wrong with you?"

He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the elf, but the other party did not respond.

At the same time, he didn't notice that after hearing this, Glazer's expression became unnatural.

Digging a pit is cool for a while, filling the pit crematorium, and the characters meeting are like a large pile of materials undergoing complex chemical reactions, the known and the unknown are intertwined, and I feel that my brain is hot...... Think of the countless pits like this to be filled, odemaya......