The beaten Winter Wolves are regrouping in front of the Centaurs like a wave of snow, and they will soon gather and swarm to engulf Ward and his men without mercy.

Antitina, Curran, and Quinir all looked back in that direction at this moment, and not far away Odin, too, there were few knights and nobles left behind him, but it was clear that no one could make a sound at this moment.

At some time, Eruin also had the spirit to pursue such a belief.

Count Outin subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.

He turned back to Roberen, who did not know whether it was by the favor of heaven or because of his good fortune, that the fat man had endured until now - and said, "Count Roberen, the envoys will be handed over to you. ”

"Me?" Roberon was stunned: "Count Outin, what do you want to do." ”

Outing turned his head expressionlessly, his eyes burning for the first time with something he had never seen before, and he raised his sword forward, shouting, "Knights of Eruin-!" ”

"One day, will you watch your comrades fight alone and die on the battlefield?"

The knights were slightly stunned, they looked at their commander, and subconsciously took a deep breath.

"No, we won't."

"For the banner of the lion flies high," cried Outin, "the faith of the past never dies," he looked back at all the knights, "so come with me, you are the sword of Eruin—"

Outing turned around and re-entered the battlefield, and the knights shouted 'Swear by the sword' in response, and the cyan knights entered the wolves, they were the knights of Eruin.

At that moment, Roberen was stunned, watching this scene in a daze, and he didn't even say a word to stop it.

Not only him, but even Brando was taken aback. But when he looked at these people, he suddenly felt that his nose was a little sour, this is Eruin's belief, even if it has been deeply corrupted and depraved, but the light that people yearn for still shines in the darkness.

That's what so many people are fighting for it.

It is also the reason why countless players love this land so much.

Many people write on forums the words: we are not strong, but we love it.

Brando suddenly remembered the meaning of the name of the country, because in the glorious days of the past, Eke named the land Eruin, which meant to wish for the place of miracles.

If you don't believe in miracles, then there is no point in Eruin's existence.

He suddenly felt that he couldn't say a word, but raised the sword of the earth in his hand: "Ropar, break off." ”

The Fireclaw Lizardman Lord withdrew its gaze from the humans and centaurs, and then it bowed deeply to Brando, and for the first time in so many days, said, "The true meaning of war lies in the honor of practicing warriors, and what we are fighting for is of great significance to our Firepaw Clan," the Fireclaw Lizardman Lord bowed his head and said, "But in any case, the pursuit of faith is an incomparably glorious thing. ”

It looked up: "So thank you master for giving us such an opportunity to fight side by side with such a group of people." The Fireclaw Clan will not let you down. ”

After Ropar finished speaking, with a gesture of his hand, the fireclaw lizardman entered the battlefield.

Brando turned.

"Let's move on," he whispered to Quinir, past the last pack of wolves, who could say they had passed through the first level of the Ring of Trade Winds, and then within the Circle of Storms.

And the Dryad leader didn't say a word from beginning to end, just nodded silently.

The team moved on, and after crossing the last line of defense of the Winter Wolves, the wolves in front of them finally thinned out. After a few skirmishes for the rest of the day, the rest of the men finally crossed the Wolf Pass.

The Wolf's Pass is the Wolf's Plague - after crossing the pass of the two towering peaks of the Kalanga Mountains, you enter the inner area of the Ring of Trade Winds.

That is, the so-called storm circle.

As long as you cross the storm wall next, you can be regarded as truly entering the core area of the trade wind ring, and there will be no wolf plague in the storm circle, but there are more advanced monsters lurking.

This is no longer the right place for the brigade to advance - that is, the mission of the centaurs and druids is completed at this point.

It's just that the team of hundreds of people when it set out is now only one or two hundred people left, and even the young people in his hands have lost more than a third, which is still the final result of the joint protection of Kuran and Akane.

Among the six young team leaders, one team leader was killed and one was seriously injured, as their *** battle, this result is not cruel.

Not to mention the fact that many more people have also paid with their lives for it.

Count Outin, Walder, and the Eruin knights and centaur warriors, Brando couldn't help but glance back at the mountain stream he had passed.

In that direction, pillars of pale green light flickered in the dark sky before finally vanishing.

A qiē returned to the darkness.

Seeing this scene, Brando didn't speak, but he felt a sense of loss in his heart inexplicably.

Although he knew that many people could pay for the wolf plague, when it really happened around him, Brando found that he was not prepared.

He also thought that after going through so much, he should have been like a stone for a long time.

He turned his head and saw Antitina's sparkling eyes looking at him, and Brando was slightly stunned, he didn't know what the young staff lady was supposed to think - was it disappointment?

In his eyes, Antitina was quite strict with him, or rather expectation, and the aristocratic daughter always seemed to want to see him more perfect.

A perfect lord?

But Brando thinks that he may never be able to do this, he is who he is, and he can be said to be an ordinary person except for the greedy and inadequate desire in his heart.

Compared to those demons who count everything and take every step under their control, maybe he looks more like a guy with better luck.

Even in the past, he wasn't the best player, and he wasn't the best fighter, was he?

Brando blinked and sighed.

But the aristocratic girl seemed to have a keen sense of what he was thinking, and she looked at him and whispered, "I think there are some things that don't have a correct answer, my lord. ”

"Huh?" Brando was slightly stunned, he looked at Antitina, this was not like what this noble daughter would say.

"I've been strict with myself," Antitina said, smiling slightly—to Brando—her lordship, "but I think it's terrible to be sad if you don't regret something all the time." ”

"Because no matter what, people can't get rid of their feelings, and I think that's what people are," she smiled, "but it's this or that dissatisfaction with ourselves that makes us go beyond ourselves......"

"So I feel more at ease by following such a real lord."

"You ......" Brando blushed, "Know what I think?" ”

The noble lady put her hands behind her back and nodded to him slightly: "After all, the lord and us are actually the same kind of people. ”

Brando coughed, and he turned around to see Quinil nodding to him not far away.

"Mr. Brando," said the Dryad leader, "life is precious, and that is why this dedication is worthy of respect. ”

Brando raised his head and saw the pillars of light flickering far and near in the mountains and forests, and suddenly said, "Here, there are so many people holding the flame of civilization in their hands. But how many people are really fighting for justice? ”

He looked at Quinir: "After all, my alliance with you is only to use your strength. ”

"There is no one who is truly pure-hearted, Mr. Brando," Quinier replied, turning back as he stood guard in the mountains and forests around him, "how about I ask you a question?" ”

"What's the problem?"

"Mr. Brando, if you had achieved your goal, and you could have made the outcome better for the better at a modest cost—say, saving the Green Tower—would you do that?"

"Why not?" Brando asked.

Queenier turned his head, smiled slightly, and said in an ethereal elven language, "So, you still don't understand, Mr. Brando?" Kindness is in your heart, and it doesn't need to be grandiose, but it is already the most precious thing in the world. ”

"So I said no, if it was Mr. Brando, I think I could be an ally of the people of the forest."

Brando was slightly stunned, he took a breath, and then nodded.

"But," Akane, who had not spoken at this time, asked in a low voice, "Most people think so, don't they, if it is effortless......"

The older elf looked back at her and waited for a moment before speaking, "How could there be this civilized world without the wishes of the majority?" ”

"What...... Meaning? The red-haired girl was puzzled.

“…… If there is no good expectation, we will not speak, we will not speak, we will not have words, and we will not need to communicate," replied Queenier, who looked up as if he suddenly remembered Walder, who had been fighting side by side for many years, and who had often joked with each other about who would go first, but did not think that the day would come so suddenly.

The Dryad took a soft breath: "Without heart-to-heart communication, how is a man different from a beast?" ”

Akane was stunned.

While others fell silent.

But it was at this time that such a clear voice suddenly came from the nearby forest: "The difference between man and beast is that they are afraid of fire, while we yearn for light." ”

"The fire of civilization burns brightly in the wilderness, illuminating not only chaos, but also people's hearts."

"It's just that for thousands of years, the descendants of the King of Flame seem to have forgotten this."

With such a voice, a man with a two-handed greatsword almost taller than a man slowly walked out of the forest, stopped in front of Brando's group, and then looked up at them.

The man raised his head and looked at everyone, and his peculiar gray eyes seemed to be dim, but it made everyone's hearts skip a beat, and there was a feeling of being locked by the other party's qi at the same time.

Who is this guy?

Kuran, Akane, and Quinil raised their weapons at the same time, and suddenly a strong man appeared in the wilderness and stopped in front of him, looking like friend or foe.

But only Brando remained motionless at this moment.

Because he looked at this guy in disbelief.

Grey Blademaster, Mephistopheles.! ~！