Chapter Twenty-Seven: Not a Toy
Xia Han fell asleep and woke up at dusk.
He forgot what the king and queen had said, and found Wujing in a side house, where the man was sitting on the throne drinking tea and listening to the knight's report on the battle.
"The two towns of Linyuan and Xing'an have fallen, and several places in Lichuan, Sanhua, and Wuli are on"
In addition to Windwind City, there are dozens of large and small towns and countless villages. However, in just one day, several towns fell into the hands of the orcs.
Xia Han quietly observed the battle situation, and his heart was not shocked. began to hesitate about the mission of the Lord of Dusk, these things had nothing to do with him.
He came to Wujing for another thing, but unfortunately, Wujing didn't seem to want to let him go.
"Do you think this battle can be won?"
After the Jade City Lord asked the knight to step back, he asked Xia Han.
His question couldn't help but be answered, Xia Han shook his head: "Maybe it's okay with foreign aid." ”
In fact, this answer is purely superfluous, and the Emerald Empire will never have foreign aid. The kingdoms of the Vermilion Bird Continent are nothing to do with themselves, and the covenant between the elves and humans is the entire human race - they will only help humans if most of the human kingdoms agree.
If you want to talk about the possible surnames of foreign aid, only the Jingxue clan of the Qilin Continent is left.
However, Xia Han knew a year ago that the Jingxue Clan would not be able to come, and those who lived in the interior of the mountain were fighting another group of underground monsters, who had also participated in the previous king's crusade against the First Mage nine years ago, and they had not recovered their vitality and could not draw troops at all.
In this battle with the beasts, the Emerald Empire will be alone.
"Doomed?" Wujing took a sip of tea, his eyes didn't show much emotion, and Xia Han couldn't tell whether he believed it or not.
"Change the subject, then." Wujing put down the teacup, then put the sword on the table: "Do you think you are qualified to get this sword?" ”
At first glance, this is an ordinary sword. The blade of the sword is hidden in a gray scabbard, and there is nothing to show except for the impressive thorns carved on the hilt.
However, Xia Han knew that this was a peerless sword, of course he was here for this sword, but he was not here for the sword itself. Its sword was engraved with an address, and Xia Han had come for that address.
"I'm going to take this sword."
Xia Han said to Wujing like this, he had to take the sword beside him, and then he could leave this land-
"You finally said this to me, but I told you that I would only give you the sword if you had the power to kill me." Wujing gripped the sword again and put it back, "You did not expect you to kill the Guardian, but"
He smiled and clapped his hands.
The familiar knight walked in from outside the door, Xia Han looked at him, it was Xiao Sheng.
"How"
Xia Han's expression was a little shaken.
"Why didn't you die, did you?" Wujing asked Xiao Sheng to stand aside, and then picked up the teacup: "I admit that you surprised me by poisoning him and the guardian silently, the profession of thieves has been soaked in poison for many years, but I didn't expect it to fall into your hands." ”
"When did you, who have been living in poison all this time, master such superb technology?"
Wujing drank tea, but his eyes stared sharply at Xia Han, but the latter obviously didn't answer him.
"But fortunately, there are also powerful pharmacists around me who have cracked this poison for me." Wu Jing retracted his gaze and glanced at Xiao Sheng: "I also picked up his life by the way." ”
Xia Han gritted his teeth.
Xiao Sheng and the Guardian's toxins were both activated by him when they left the Emerald City, and when the Guardian fell, Xia Han killed him with his dagger, but he didn't expect Xiao Sheng to be so lucky to be quickly picked up by Wujing.
In fact, Wujing also has toxins on his body, but after he didn't activate it, Wujing didn't get close to him.
"I didn't expect it to be cracked."
Xia Han exhaled, then smiled: "But since you know that I am a master of potions, then I can't just poison one poison and kill you now." ”
"No, you can't!"
Wu Jing categorically denied it, his eyes were like an old fox: "I didn't say you were a master of potions, although I almost thought you were." ”
"But the morning you arrived in Windwind, I deliberately stayed away and threw out a potion - it proves that you are not a true potion master."
Xia Han smiled frugally: "What do you mean." ”
"Magic is very magical, although it can't read people's hearts, it can measure something" Wujing had a sarcastic look on his face: "I let the mages monitor your mind all the way, and you have been wandering, doubting that the real potion master can't even tell the truth from the fake." ”
"You're a fake potion master, lucky enough to have mastered an unknown poison." Wujing pointed to the location of Xia Han's heart: "Your heart will not deceive people." ”
Xia Han was speechless.
"You won, I'll come back next time." He could only accept this defeat and turn away.
Wujing looked at his back.
"I was pleasantly surprised." He said suddenly, and this sentence made Xia Han stop.
"You gave me a surprise when you killed the Guardian, so good, I'll give you a hint" Wujing asked Xiao Sheng to hand Xia Han a note: "You go to find it, if you can't find it, you have to come back and get this sword." ”
Xia Han opened the note, and there were only two words on it: coast, singing. This kind of hint is similar to nothing, maybe Wujing just wants to see Xia Han's frustrated face when he can't find it all over and has no choice but to come back.
But it's also an opportunity.
After dinner, Xia Han rode a horse and left Windwind City, and Wujing also returned to Jade City with a group of people.
He looked at the horse that disappeared in the night, and said indifferently: "Does this toy have no power to resist or do I expect too much from him?" ”
No one answered.
But as the team stepped into the junction of the mountains, the oldest man beside Wujing spoke.
"Lord of the Castle." On the back of the bumpy horse, the white-haired old butler said: "He is only a child, a child under the age of nine."
"So what's if you're not nine years old."
There is no difference in age in the eyes of the vitex.
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"Phew, whew-"
The cold wind hit him, and Xia Han had to tighten the reins to reduce his speed.
The summer had just passed, but the night wind inadvertently brought coolness, and he couldn't help but regret that he didn't wear more clothes when he left Windwind City.
The horse galloped forward dexterously, and riding skills were one of Xia Han's achievements in the past two years. But the first time he rode a horse was when he first met Wujing earlier, when he was lying on his horse's back, and his legs hurt for several days after returning to Jade City.
[That's growth.] 】
Xia Han comforted himself in his heart that he had learned new things and new powers - this was proof that he had not stood still.
"Fireball."
A few bright red fireballs appeared around him, flying forward with the steed, like a few meteors guarding Xia Han - and his spell control also increased amazingly.
However, even with the fireballs flying around him, Xia Han still didn't feel much warmth.
The endless sea of grass rustled and undulated, and the light of the twin moons was clear and transparent, but it could not hide the slightest coldness in his heart.
[If only there was no sword here]
Xia Han thought so, and then suddenly realized that he was longing for a destination, a warm destination called home.
But for the current Xia Han, this kind of thinking is just a proof of cowardice. He's going to be strong, not a toy
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