Just as Wen Wen was alone in his reminiscences, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a slight fire on the edge of the jungle on the other side of the beach, and curiosity prompted him to stand up and walk slowly towards the light. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the distance, he saw a stout figure.

The figure knelt on the ground, not half-kneeling, but on its knees, and a thriving bonfire burned on his right hand, and everything seemed so harmonious and serene that it looked like this if you ignored the low mound in front of him.

This back, gentle and familiar.

The sand under his feet made a "rustling" sound, and he didn't deliberately hide it, and walked over gently, step by step.

As he got closer, the tall figure kneeling in front of the mound seemed to notice his arrival, but after realizing that he had no ill will, the tall figure did not make any unnecessary movements, and still knelt quietly in place, as motionless as an old sculpture.

Wen Wen didn't speak, although he didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here, but the scene in front of him didn't surprise him in the slightest.

Sighing and shaking his head, he gently stopped his steps and stood not far from the side of the tall figure.

All of a sudden, the sound of waves and wind on the beach seemed to be the crackling sound of a bonfire burning on the other side.

The familiar sword of abandonment was proudly stuck on the beach to the side, and the tall figure in front of him had taken off his unique all-encompassing helmet, and an angular face was reflected in the firelight, although he had a navy blue skin, it could not hide the wind and frost in his eyebrows, which was the best badge that proved that a warrior has been made of steel.

This person is none other than the personal disciple of Prince Feng Press, the member of the Storm Knights who demolished the Wai Siam family's martial arts arena with Wen Wen - Swain.

Knowing Swain's past, he didn't have to think about it, and he could easily know who he was paying tribute to.

His mother, the unfortunate woman who had been banished for her illicit union with the Night's Watchman, the strong woman who had worked hard to raise Swain alone.

"Mother, I'm back......"

After a long silence, the swordsman kneeling in front of the mound whispered softly in his hoarse voice, the gentleness in his voice was like pure honey wine, as if the object of his longing day and night was right in front of him, and whispered everything he had experienced over the years, and the voice was very soft, like a child who was afraid to wake up his sleeping mother, and it was careful to make people feel distressed.

Wen Wen didn't dare to make any sound, he didn't dare to disturb a son who was immersed in his mother's memories.

"The moment he shattered the Knights of the Night's Watch Divine Helmet and burned their ridiculous laws, the son understood a lot."

Swinn paused, and his voice grew hoarse.

"I didn't know what justice was and why I should obey the so-called law, but now I know that justice is not power, but justice needs power."

"There has never been any fairness, there has never been any justice, and there is no honor in their so-called social laws." The sadness in Sven's words was like substance, dripping down on the beach, "I haven't seen my father, I only remember you as you are, I once asked you if you love my father, you shook your head, I also asked you if you hate my father, you still shook your head, and finally only told me - it is enough for me to remember that you love me." ”

"I really didn't understand ...... then"

At this sad moment that made people sigh, a strong killing intent suddenly came from behind the two of them!

However, whether it was Sven who knelt down and whispered in front of the grave, or Wen Wen, who stood solemnly on the side, both of them barely hesitated, and at the same time each held their weapons and turned back to kill.

After turning around, both of them were surprised to find that they couldn't see the attacker's figure, but at this moment, that killing intent crawled in front of them like a ghost.

"Ahh!!h

Sven roared, and the power of his whole body was instantly activated, and his skin turned a red color.

The abandonment sword in his hand slammed into a strangely shaped short blade, and in this thick black fog that even the eye of the sentry could not see, a strange fishman with a hideous face, limbs and a tail suddenly appeared.

His eyes were fierce, staring at Sven in front of him, although his stature looked a little short in front of Sven, but his strength obviously suppressed Sven in front of him, just when Wen Wen came back to his senses and wanted to go up to help, Sven suddenly spoke.

"Are you...... What people?! ”

"I want to ask you who you are! Why do you have an encore aura on your body, and where is encore?! Tell me...... Where's Encore! ”

As soon as the dwarf fishman's voice fell, Swin and Wen Wen were stunned, and bounced away the enemy in front of him, and the tall swordsman withdrew his big sword, and said in a sad low voice: "Enke...... It's my mother, and she's here. ”

In that moment, Swain felt as if he had returned to his childhood, when his frail mother held him in her arms and whispered in his ear in a hoarse voice.

"Swain, you have to remember, my mother's name is Encore, and I'm waiting, waiting for the person who will call me Encore...... Come back. ”

Swain's mother spent her last days sitting silently on the beach and looking at the sea, and her face became more and more pale, and Sven saw it all, but there was nothing he could do but put all the sins on the heads of the Knights of the Night Watch.

By this time, Wen Wen on the side had already recognized the identity of this small but terrifying fish-man - if he guessed correctly, this guy must be the only prisoner in the legend to escape from the Dark Reef, Slark.

Gentle never thought that Slark would actually get involved with Swain in this way.

After listening to Swain's words, Slark suddenly felt as if he had lost his soul, he threw away the short knife in his hand, and walked step by step to Encore's grave, Sven did not stop him, because he could see that the sadness in the heart of this dwarf fishman was even more than in his own heart.

"Didn't we make an appointment?"

"Didn't you say you would wait for me?"

"I always carry the dagger you gave me, and I will always make you sing as you promised...... But, it's ......."

Like Swain before, Slark knelt down in front of the low grave with a short dagger that he had taken out of his arms, not that he would believe the words of a stranger casually, the breath in the tomb could not deceive him, he and Encore had accepted the power of darkness, and the connection between the two of them had long spanned life and death.

So even though Encore is long gone, Slark can still determine her location.

Wen Wen withdrew the Huisheng Knife, and stood quietly beside the two like a bystander, heavy sadness echoed on the beach, looking at the howling Slack, and the tearful Sven, he felt that silence was the best choice at this time.