Snorlan drove the carriage and left the village of Crane. In the carriage sat Theresa, a clever little girl still crying. Snorlan drove the carriage and was silent. He raised his hand, waved his whip again, and with a "snap", the horse was a little faster. In December, although the Marton Rainforest is in the tropics, the weather is a little cooler after all. Snorlan felt the evening breeze on his face, and he felt cool and comfortable. But when he thought of Arturius and Pachel, he couldn't help but be depressed, and he only drove through the rainforest.

The sun set, quickly; And at this time, Arturius with a few militiamen cleaned up the traces of the carriage behind Snolan, very slowly. Arturius stood up, stretched his waist, and looked in the direction of Snorlan and Theresa, his eyes filled with worry, joy, determination, and longing. He worries about the future of Theresa and Snolan; He was glad that Theresa had escaped; He was determined to hide Theresa's whereabouts from Costana; He envisions a future of freedom for Theresa and Snolan. But he knew that if he wanted Theresa to live happily and happily, he had to die, and he had to die with his father in this little-known village. Even though he longed for freedom, he had to give up his life for the sake of his daughter's freedom. Perhaps, this is also a kind of freedom.

Arturius and the militiamen carefully cleaned up the trail of Snorlan and Theresa's carriage, and he said to the militiamen next to him: "It is a matter of great importance to gather all the villagers in the central square, and no one should be absent." ”

The militiamen said: "Yes! So the militia split up and went to gather the villagers. Arturius looked at the sky, it was getting dark, he could already see the faint stars, he thought back to his life, he thought of Teresa, he thought of Kostana, his eyes lit up, although Teresa had only been gone for two hours, he had begun to miss his lovely daughter.

What about Theresa? She curled up in the carriage, crying, the light crystal in the car emitted a soft light, and Theresa's tears shone like a peerless treasure under this light.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Snorlan thought that it was too dangerous to travel in the Marton Rainforest at night, and that it was easy to fall prey to beasts and monsters. He stopped the carriage, untied the two horses, tied them to the trees next to them, lowered the fixed posts at the four corners of the carriage, firmly anchored them in the earth, and locked the four wheels. He was going to stay in the carriage that night.

The carriage was the one in which Arturius and Pachel had come to the village of Crane, and it was the best carriage in the entire Schofield family that year, and it was large and luxurious, four meters long and three meters wide, drawn by two horses. The enchantment on the body can reduce the weight of the whole vehicle, and at the same time provide a considerable degree of protection for the carriage, at least ten minutes against a gold-level warrior. The carriage has a magic circle built into it, which can be illuminated by lighting crystals and heat by heating crystals under the seats. The enchantment of the entire body and the energy source of the magic circle inside came from the energy crystals that Arturius carried when he fled to the village of Crane and the energy crystals in the military supplies he had stolen from the Saigu people during the day. These energy crystals were enough for Snorlan to use for another ten years.

He got into the carriage and spread out the seat so that it became a bed, and Theresa unfolded the bed as well, and there were only two beds in the carriage. Arturius locked the door, closed the windows, drew the curtains, opened the defensive circle, took out two pillows and two quilts from the storage box next to him, gave Trisa a set, took a set for himself, touched Theresa's head, and said, "Sleep." ”

Theresa nodded obediently. Snorlan turned off the lighting crystal, and all of a sudden there was darkness in the carriage. Snorlan lay down on the bed, thinking about the future in his heart. Soon after, he suddenly heard a choked voice, subtle, but still distinct in the silence of the night.

Snorlan looked at Theresa and said, "Miss Daddy and Grandpa?" ”

Theresa choked up slightly, and only replied with one word: "Hmm." ”

Snorlan said: "If you want to cry, cry, I can't see your strength in the night." ”

Theresa began to cry softly. Snorlan continued, "From now on it's just the two of us. Theresa, maybe I can take care of you all the time, maybe I can't, but no matter what, you have to live well, live happily, live happily. You are the continuation of the life of Big Brother Arturius, and the life of Pachel's grandfather and grandma, got it, Theresa? ”

Theresa sobbed and said, "Well, I'...... I see, Big Brother Snowlan. ”

"Then go to sleep, Theresa, and continue on your journey early tomorrow morning."

Theresa whispered in the dark, "Hmm. ”

Snorlan closed his eyes, thinking about the future path, and couldn't help muttering: "Life is like weaving, it should be a rock......"

Theresa heard Snowlan's muttering and couldn't help asking, "Brother Snowlan, what did you say...... What does that mean? ”

Snorlan didn't expect that a hero's chosen line that he casually recited caught Theresa's attention, so he said: "The meaning of this sentence is: Man's destiny is as intricate as a woven cloth, and we should be as firm as a rock, unwavering." ”

Theresa hummed softly and said, "I know, Brother Snowland, I'll live well." ”

Snorlan couldn't help but smile and said, "Well, I also believe that Theresa will live well, go to sleep." ”

Theresa hummed again, and the two of them were silent, and soon a bright moon lingered in the sky, and the two of them fell asleep.

And in the village of Crane, in the central square lit by torches, Arturius looked at the villagers and spoke slowly: "Friends, there is sad news for you to tell you that during today's operation, one of the officers of Segou fled back. This officer had a lot of background, and it took two extremely cherished magic scrolls to escape, but anyway, it was my fault that allowed him to flee back. And this officer, who came to our village two months ago in disguise as a traveler, so, we were exposed. ”

The villagers were taken aback and began to talk to each other.

"I don't want to excuse myself, but I blame me for being careless. But now that things have come to this point, there is no way to remedy it. Ladies and gentlemen, the Saigu people should be able to arrive the day after tomorrow at the earliest, and you still have one day to escape tomorrow. Friends, go home and pack your things, and leave tomorrow morning, I'll stay here and spend some time for you. When Arturius had finished speaking, the villagers were silent.

At this time, a strong militia man shouted to Arturius: "Captain, I will not go!" ”

Arturius looked at the strong man, who continued, "My family has died at the hands of the Cégus, and the Ségou cubs I have killed over the years are enough to avenge them, and now it is time to go down and accompany them!" What's more, the Ségu cubs are really a bunch of cowards when we are the Martons? Do you think so too, Captain? ”

Arturius hurriedly said, "Of course not, but life is precious......

"But freedom and glory are more precious, Captain!" Another thinner militiaman also shouted, "Women and children, hurry up and pack up your things and leave tomorrow morning, can we, the militiamen, still leave the captain and you alone to fight with them?" ”

The militiamen also shouted "Yes! "Fight with them!" And so on, for a while, the crowd was excited, endless. When Arturius saw this, he said no more, but said, "Well, then I will accompany the brothers on this last journey!" Brethren, pack up your things, arrange for the women and children to leave tomorrow morning, and the brethren are well fed and drunk, and here they are waiting for the ségou grandsons! ”

The militia echoed one after another, and for a while, the square was full of people. Arturius looked at the militiamen with a wry smile, and he knew that time was running out for them.