Chapter Twenty-Three: The Queen's Message× Memories of the Fortress

Rahavier led his teammates to bury them around the round tower, and the black-gray stones on the ground silently opened and closed.

The silent stone plain is the tomb, and the gray round tower is the tombstone.

Without further grief, Rajavier gathered his ranks with the warriors and walkers and set up camp nearby.

Looking at the two lone spears stuck in the place where the bones of their dead comrades were buried. Holding the dry fried noodles in his hand, Qi Yu had no appetite at all. I thought it would be a strange soldier, but it turned out to be an oolong, and I also killed two comrades-in-arms.

A small amphora appeared in front of Qi Yu's eyes, as well as a pair of hands stained with black and red dried blood, wrapped in polished gray bracers that shone in the back of the hands and wrists, glittering in the rising campfire.

Qi Yu was a little sluggish, his eyes moved with the hand in front of him, but he didn't mean to reach out and take it.

The owner of the hand stuffed the jar of honey in his hand to Qi Yu, who had not moved at all, and sat down beside him.

"It's not your fault alone."

"It's your first time participating in a hunt, and it's already the best if you didn't turn around and run away in the face of the night. I'm a soldier commander, but because I'm only looking at the present, I have lowered my vigilance. And on the left side, all the mistakes we made, it was his own choice. ”

"Qi. We put too much hope in you, and it is possible to taste the bitterest fruit, isn't it? ”

Rahavir didn't say much, stirring up honey and fried noodles next to Qi Yu. Walkers chant long songs of unknown origin around the campfire. Slowly, everyone joined in, and Qi Yu also chanted, exhaling a long sigh of grief and indignation with a low chest sound.

I don't know when, the people around the bonfire rested separately, there were soldiers on guard, Qi Yu couldn't sleep, sitting by the bonfire and staring at the flames.

............

"Qi. What was that thing you threw today. ”

Zuo Sai's tired voice came from his side, and Qi Yu turned his head to see Rahavier helping the old man over.

"That's the weapon I used to use with monsters. I thought it would make the battle easier. ”

Qi Yu lowered his head sadly, and his voice was hoarse and fluttering.

Not only the casualties of the soldiers, but also a trace of guilt in Qi Yu's heart. A pair of eyes full of expectation and admiration appeared in Qi Yu's mind. The owner of the eyes, with the greatest trust, did not hesitate to pour out the colors of the queen's gift, and gave himself the most suitable thin tire jar.

"In that weapon, there are ashes of fire. The monster that once injured me could reveal itself under the ashes. The darkness was no longer its protection, sticking to the body of the ashes, allowing my left eye to see it too, and killing it. ”

Those who defend will always increase their bargaining chips for themselves, and Qi Yu understands it best, but he still uses it unconsciously.

Zuo Sai nodded.

"I see. Qi, it's just that I'm lucky not to be on your side this time. But I believe it will be on our side eventually. ”

"We didn't learn anything about our experience with the Nightmale from the battle. It took so many hunting trips before to exchange for us to have these three teams. Qi, do you know that the rest of the tribes are all one team, and at most there are some prepared men. It was with the test of blood that our tribe had the three teams that we have now. ”

"Waiting is the safest and the most dangerous. I don't want you to wait because someone is dead and not move forward because you fail. ”

Rahavir was next to Qi Yu's gun that had run out of ammunition, loaded it with a steel needle, checked it again, and handed it back to Qi Yu.

Zosey pulled out a booklet from his bosom, the one he had copied and put into the tower.

The booklet was now handed to Qi Yu, with a black crust and beige inside pages with an even grid.

Opening the cover made Qi Yu's hands tremble.

............

The title page of the booklet is also black. The thin leather is stretchy to the touch.

Two lines of text were stamped with gold on it, and the thin and clear golden lines were bent into Qi Yu's familiar amplitude.

“199601031805REK74”

“199707081805RIM55”

The Arabic numerals from zero to nine and twenty-six letters, how could he not recognize.

There is no more, and the pages in the back are all Zuosai's words.

The symbols drawn in red mineral ink, standing in a regular manner, are not at all as rough and aggrieved as Zuo Sai's usual words. Those were the hunting diaries recorded in tribal script and the harvest of the king's offerings.

After turning a few pages hastily, Qi Yu was not in the mood to read it. The string of Arabic numerals and letters he had just seen was inexplicably familiar to him.

"Turn to the last page!"

Zuo Sai's voice, it seemed that Qi Yu's sloppiness in dealing with the inside pages of the booklet made him a little dissatisfied.

What's on the last page. It was a transparent sheet of paper folded in triplets.

Unfolded, Qi Yu couldn't suppress his vigorous heartbeat at all.

The translucent sulphuric acid paper is sparsely printed with black lines, which are messy.

How did this thing come about?

............

Zuo Sai retrieved the booklet from Qi Yu, who was stunned, and pointed to Qi Yu to the folding.

"This is the Queen's message, and the lines on it hide the Queen's supreme will."

"The leaders of every tribe have this book in their hands. At the back of every book, there is this piece of paper. ”

"This is the handwriting of a god, I have never seen such words and such paper. Gee. ”

"If we can get this kind of book from all the tribal leaders, we will be able to see the continent as it really is, and get the true instructions of the queen to become the person recognized by the queen and govern the continent for her. This is the proof of the most powerful tribes. ”

"No one in my tribe will go hungry anymore. No more children will be thrown into the wild. No one will ever bleed and lose their lives as much as they do today. ”

"Qi, if there is a time, you will be able to recover all the things you lost. Anywhere on this continent. ”

There was an inexplicable flame dancing in Zuo Sai's eyes, and the weakness just now seemed to have never existed.

Rajavier grinned, and the sackcloth in his hand that wiped the short knife also stopped, but his eyes looked to the left from time to time.

Qi Yu looked at the two of them, excited but more calm.

Whether it is Ai Rou, the warriors in front of him and the rest of the tribe, all the people who have helped him, Qi Yu hopes that they will have good fortune, and the hope in Zuo Sai's mouth is that Qi Yu will try to help him do it, but not for the sake of the supreme queen.

The most regrettable thing is Mark, life and death are uncertain, but it is a pity that he and the little guy escaped in the fortress, but Marco himself is unknown, life and death are uncertain, and there are warriors like Mark's twins appearing behind.

If Mark had been with him at that time, at least the fort would have been safer, and the two of them would have taken care of each other, and it wouldn't be like this.

Mark! Fortress!

Qi Yu finally remembered where he felt inexplicably familiar.

Sugar room! Shelf!

The words on those bottles!

“200106102127MGJ32”

“200212212127MKO89”

He boiled sugar every day and burned it to ashes.