When Verin and the others returned to Blackwater Rider and Goldstrain, everyone had a tired look on their faces...... There are also more or less injuries. Everyone has a lot of color on them, but it's just a different degree. Vilyn didn't seem to be hurt, but the leather armor on her body had a lot of scratches and chips, the old man who was called the captain looked more wrinkled, the wrinkles on his face looked deeper, he looked tired, and his two-handed sword stuck on the ground turned into his crutch, Medik's staff was cut in two, and his own face was ugly, I don't know if it was because the precious staff was destroyed, or because he couldn't make a sound for a while.

There is one more person who, it seems, is in the worst situation. The young knight's armor had completely turned into scrap metal, and his long sword was curled up, and there were an astonishing number of gaps in the sword. He knelt on the ground, his sword fell to the side, his hands pressed against his knees, he gasped violently, and the breath he exhaled turned into a white mist, and there were blood streaks in this mist. The blood streaks solidified into a line in the mist, drifting into the air with the mist.

The four didn't come back on their own, the fog brought them back from the terrible killing fields, which was undoubtedly what Gostrain meant - and it would have been so kind to bring them back here, not because of a sudden sense of kindness.

The Nightblood species is not among these people, then the situation is clear. These people are the winners in the battle set up by Goldlein, and since they are the winners, it is not strange that they get the chance to come back.

Blackwater and Goldstrine still remained the same as when they were swept away by the white mist, and even their positions and postures didn't seem to change. One was high up and looked down at the other, and the other stood on the ground, looking up at the huge skull in front of him.

Just as they had left, it was as if they had only been away for a moment and had come back right away.

But the four who came back knew very well that the battle they had just had just now was not fleeting, and the fight with that night blood race made everyone exhausted...... For the young knight, not only was it mentally fatigued, but the physical damage was also quite serious, but it was not fatal.

If the four of them besieged a desperate night blood species, and there would be actual casualties as a result, they themselves would not have accepted such a result.

"It was so quick to come back. Goldslane's voice still sounded illusory, and its voice entered the ears of the four who had just returned, making them sound inexplicably nostalgic for the fact that it had taken them to kill the extremely resilient, almost immortal Night Blood Species. "And no one died, only the ridiculous bat. ”

Goldstrain stretched out his skeletal hand, holding a crimson orb of light in his hand. It was a soul that was struggling and wailing. This soul has a face that is exactly the same as that of the Night Blood Species, and there is only one face left.

"A noble loser soul. Goldsley tossed the soul in his hand up and down like a ball a few times, treating it like a toy. The so-called noble soul of its mouth, begging it for mercy not long ago, was given a chance to survive by fighting—and now it seems that he did not grasp this last chance. "To be able to get such an evaluation before disappearing, you can disappear with peace of mind, poor little bat. ”

Goldsley crushed the crimson soul, and the fragments of the soul scattered, turning from thick to light, and finally disappeared into the white mist. "I'm not surprised by his defeat and death, but your men ...... I was very interested. This bat is stupid, but it's a tricky existence for you living people. ”

"Because they cherish their lives. Blackwater said, looking back at the men who had followed him, "And they also value the lives of their fellow citizens." I'm glad that no one has anything to lose because of this...... But they need to recuperate for a while. ”

Blackwater shouted to Verin, "Get them out of here, go back to the boat, you should get some rest." ”

Wei Lin nodded, "Understood." Medik and the captain didn't say anything more, the two of them were not young, and the fierce battle just now consumed a lot of their energy.

"Wait, I can still ......" The young knight struggled to his feet, but Blackwater's next words froze him in place.

"You're just a burden now. Blackwater's tone was flat, sounding like she was saying something for granted - and she was telling the truth, now this young man, he couldn't do anything, he was of no use at all.

This seems to be a blow to the young man's fighting spirit, and his little remaining momentum is like a deflated ball, all missing.

Eventually, the old captain took the young knight in his arms, and with Verine's leadership, he and Medik left the area.

The only ones left were Blackwater Riders, and the owner of this place, Goldslane.

"Let's get back to the topic. "You have come on behalf of the Emperor of the Crescent, hoping to receive a promise that I will never go south...... This matter has been clear to me since you appeared in front of my eyes. And you, just said it yourself. ”

"You're much more straightforward than those impatient contrived ones, King of the Dead. Blackwater rode back.

"I'm not like you living. Goldsley let out a sigh, "I don't need to be like you living people...... That poor bat just now had fallen to such a fate because he had forgotten what he was, and applied the same thing as you living to me. And that's what I hate the most. ”

Gostelline probably remembered something unpleasant, his voice mixed with countless voices, sounding rather unhappy, and this displeasure was directed at all living beings. The pressure emanating from words alone made the space around it even more solidified and cold. "So, what's the price? Aren't you going to pay anything if you want to make a deal? I'm not interested in your so-called business, but I've got to get something. ”

Blackwater was silent for a few moments before he said the next words, "The King's Castle is about to change its master. ”

It was just a very simple sentence that made Gostelline silent. The flames in its eye sockets went out, then came out again, burning even more vigorously than before. "That's what happened...... "It laughed, and the white fog around it was stirred up like clouds had been washed away.

"Very good, I agreed to this deal. Goldstrine lowered his head, its massive skull and Blackwater Rider at eye level, "It's the season to harvest heads, isn't it?"

"It won't be now. Blackwater rode back.

After that, there was not much to say about Goldslane and Blackwater Ride. "It's time for me to leave, too. Blackwater said, "See you next time, I don't know when." ”

"It's best not to see, kid. Goldsleyne's voice suddenly became softer, more like a female voice, "There must be some distance between the dead and the living. ”

"You've become the same as my teacher, Mr. Goldline. "Blackwater's voice sounded like laughter.

"Because now I think she has a point. "Goldsley wasn't mad at Blackwater's words, if it had been before, it would have been angry if it had been said to be like someone. "So it's time for me to find a new home, a new world completely cut off from you living. ”

"I see, that's what makes you so talkative. Blackwater Rider looked a little abrupt, "You're going to leave too." ”

"You living people want to break new ground, and I occasionally have that thought. Goldslane's body began to dissipate, and before disappearing completely, only one sentence remained, "Goodbye, elf girl...... I hope you can find peace of mind. ”

The fog around Blackwater Rider vanished, and she returned to the forest from the world of white mist. "You too, teacher's friend. ”

Blackwater's body, wrapped in strips of black cloth, collapsed. Her body crumbled like sand, leaving only strips of cloth and a cloak.