Listening to the long sound of the horn coming from behind the fog, Brando let out a long breath, he didn't say anything, he just turned silently, left the long horn behind him, and walked down the dune.

Marocha also turned her head to look, and then stepped out of her hooves to follow, Fias behind him finally closed her mouth at this time, and White Mist looked at the little guy in surprise, thinking to herself what kind of power made a fairy become silent.

"Will we go back again?" Fias asked.

"Perhaps," Bai Wu was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what the little guy was worried about, "But time may become unrecognizable after today, if we can defeat the Dragon of Dusk, when we return to the shallow sea, what we see may not be what we see today-"

"Time never goes back, and if you leave your hometown, you'll never go back." Malocha said with emotion, remembering the time when it had left the shallow sea, and when it returned thousands of years later, all it saw was the familiar faces.

"Hey." Fias sighed.

Even the little goblin who has always been happy looked a little sad, which made the atmosphere of the whole team a little dull for a while.

Luckily, though, she quickly recovered, putting her previous sentimentality behind her: "But we always make a lot of new friends, don't we?" ”

Root, who sat on Brando's shoulder, looked at her like an idiot.

"Then again, how did you come up with that?" White Mist asked Fias with some curiosity, in her opinion, this little goblin was like a heartless character, and it was rare to see what she would focus on.

"I kind of miss Miss Tata." Fias thought for a moment and replied earnestly.

"Miss Tata?" Bai Mist was surprised: "Lady Tiriath, do you like her very much?" ”

"Not really." Fias shook her head like a rattle: "I just feel a little close to her, like a twin born from a seed with me, you humans don't know how it feels, for example, I feel like she's my sister." ”

"I'm not human."

White Mist corrected.

But Malocha almost missed a step, and it stopped. before continuing to take a step forward. Brando, who had been silent, glanced back at his summoned creature and gave it an encouraging look, which made the latter feel better, and Brando knew that Marocha must have thought of Miss Tata's sister, the fairy named Loro.

Some memories are so deep that you'll never forget them, both during your life and after death.

He couldn't help but think of some memories from a long time ago, and it was still in the forest of Buchi. The jagged and beating bone fire is the eyes of a true knight, although it has been dead for a long time, but its obsession with the motherland has never let go of the past.

It wasn't until a long, long time later that this obsession turned into painful torture, gnawing at its soul day and night.

It turned into a sword that sheltered a kingdom.

I also remembered the experience of fighting side by side with everyone in "Amber Sword", which was a period of laughter. There is a journey of sadness and accomplishments mixed with tears. The ending was not perfect, but it was not without merit, at least the dream reappeared in his mind, making it no longer feel like a simple game.

And he was lucky compared to Alberton. He was able to be in a dream, or even his own, and Brando sometimes wondered if he was dead, and his experience at the moment was only to make up for the regret in his heart.

But he was able to regain the lost one in this dream. He changed the fate of many people and prevented many doomed tragedies from repeating themselves.

Although Vaughnde's history fell apart before his eyes, becoming strange and unattainable, and the whole world was crumbling to fall into an irretrievable ruin.

But surprisingly. This time, he didn't feel much regret in his heart, because he did his best and didn't leave a single regret.

Whether it's Eruin, Princess Griffiin, Freya, Akane, Metisa, and - Roman, the merchant's eldest lady, his fiancée.

He looked at the road in front of him—a gray one, a very different path from Vaynd's land, and at the end of that path, he thought, might be the end of his dreams.

Whether it is trying his best to save Roman, or destroying Miè with this world, he actually doesn't have too many regrets in his heart.

He thought to himself that this might be a distant, the end of self-memory, and at the end of a qiē, that eternal silence and end.

But this time, there were many people with him, not just Miss Tata and the Sea People of Tirmoth, who saw the faces of many people in the same gaze.

Those people are Black Tea, Pully, Shadow, and their former comrades-in-arms in "Amber Sword".

It was as if he felt that everyone was coming to him.

And this time, there is also a senior sister accompanying him, just like the decisive battle in the Crimson Valley-

He still remembers the icy rain of that time.

"Root," Brando suddenly asked, "where is the Flame Scepter?" ”

Rout sat on his shoulder, turned his head to look at Brando's side face, shook his head, and said, "It's in the Mountains of Storm Rest, right here." ”

"Miss Tata said that there is no concept of space in the Mountain of Storm Stop, and that where we can get here depends on where we want to go, and the yearning in our hearts is like a bridge connecting each other's arrivals."

"That is," said Brando, "the fire elves only know it's here, but no one knows where it is, and we can only find it if it wants to see us?" ”

In other words, this sentence is about to be left to those who are destined, and "Amber Sword" likes to do this set the most, and Brando knows it very well and hates it.

But Rutt shook his head sternly.

He replied with great certainty, "No, you will find the Staff of Flames." ”

"Why?"

"Because I and Miss Tata both believe in this, and you should also believe that you can do it, Mr. Brando, if you can't do it, then there is no hope in this world."

Brando was somewhat unimpressed by this statement, although he was not a dogmatic materialist. But sometimes you prefer to believe in the former when it comes to objective and subjective issues, and while subjective initiative is important, some objective facts are not transferred by your will.

"I naturally believe it, but it doesn't necessarily solve the problem." Brando replied, "We can't go aimlessly here, can we, though I have no doubt about your and Miss Tata's gaze." But that doesn't change the fact that we don't know how to find the Scepter of Fire yet, does it? ”

He thought he had spoken plainly enough, but he didn't expect Root to be more stubborn than he thought, and the Furcedes dependant shook his head firmly: "At some point, if you want, then you will definitely be able to find it." ”

"This is the Mountain of Storm Silence, and if you still have the logic of being on the earth, it won't work."

"He's right, Brando." At this time, White Mist also stopped talking meaninglessly with Fias. She turned back to Brando and said, "This is outside the elemental plane, the world of spirit and will, you have to understand this, try to abandon some common sense, and strengthen your beliefs. ”

"So what should I do?" For White Mist's advice, Brando can't ignore it.

"I said it, I firmly believe that I can find it, and I strengthen my confidence. Mr. Brando," replied Root, "it's actually quite simple. As long as you let go of the absurdity in your heart. ”

"And this experience will be very useful to you, the Extreme Plains is to abandon some of Vaynd's common sense and merge into the essence of the world, in the world of laws, the will and the spirit are primary." White Mist added.

Brando frowned, what was the word. But he really didn't know where to start, just like a person who is used to the normal way of walking, and can't get used to walking backwards for a while, let alone running.

Rutter said that he should strengthen his convictions and let go of the absurdity in his heart. So what should he do, could it be that he said silently in his heart: "The Scepter of Flame will appear soon, and I will definitely be able to find you!" "That's it?

That's a bit ridiculous.

Brando's mind was churning with this somewhat irritating thought, but he had only barely finished the sentence in his mind when his mouth suddenly opened wide in shock.

Because suddenly, he saw a towering mountain rise behind the mist.

He could swear by the heavens, in the name of Martha and the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, that there would never be such a mountain in front of them a second ago.

Brando was suddenly a little shocked, this kind of thing completely subverted his common sense. They had been in the Greystone Wilderness, which was very close to the Light Grey Bay, and he remembered that he had just stepped down from a nearby cliffy headland, and in front of him was a low, undulating wilderness.

That's right, Light Grey Bay!

Brando hurriedly turned around, and found that the light gray bay was still behind him, and behind the fog, he could even see long white marks drawn by the Tirmoths fleet on the sea.

But when he turned his head again, his eyes widened even further, for there was no longer just a towering mountain in front of him, but rather a mountain range, and the shadows of the mountains overlapped each other, undulating and forming a high gray wall.

Even without being reminded, Brando knew it was the Mountain of Storm Silence.

The sacred mountain of the wind elemental realm.

And in front of him, above the highest peak, lightning was surrounded, and between the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, there seemed to be something similar to an extremely magnificent complex.

"What is this!" Brando couldn't help but lose his voice and asked the little prince Rout on his shoulder, "How did this come about?" ”

"You did, Flame Blade Servant!" Rute also looked very excited, his golden eyes seemed to be lit up, and he clenched his hands into fists and said excitedly: "That's the Holy Mountain!" ”

"Holy Mountain? What holy mountain!? ”

…… (To be continued......)