Far from the hustle and bustle of the underground city, El Salvador is in the cold and silence. Ponsar was divided into two different worlds, an imaginary world created by diligent slaves and indulgent slave owners, a real, poor, shabby world that looked like corpses had been drained of blood.

In this desolate real world, they came to a place similar to the suburbs, and there was a tomb on the high ground ahead.

Pale light shone overhead, and every tree in the tomb resembled the skeleton of a skeleton.

"I am the daughter of a slave, I don't know who my father is, and he will never recognize me," Hutty said. ”

Salvatore said: "You must have suffered a lot as a child. ”

Hotty said, "High Court Prison Gate. ”

"Where are we going?"

"It's a stealthy organization that exists in the Dungeon of the Sword and Shield Society, similar to the High-Ranking Club, or..."

Salvador said, "A cult." ”

Hotty smiled and nodded, "A brotherhood behind the scenes, so evil that it sends chills down the spine and a heart shakes. The top of the Sword and Shield Society is divided into two parties, one is the blood clan and the other is the mage, and the two parties are secretly fighting with each other, both of them are looking for ancient technology to enhance their own power. ”

"The High Court Prison Gate is made up of mages who seek power?"

Hottie replied, "Yes." The world is far bigger than we think, and the present age is full of bizarre and strange visions, even worse than before the end of the world. Sword and shield will continue to improve, and some people would rather go crazy in order to improve. And some people do crazy things in the name of progress. ”

A ghostly fire rose from the grave, the smell of corpses rang out, and shrill cries rang out.

Salvador drew his sword and said, "Shall we act?" ”

Hotty shook her head and said, "Wait, we still have time." ”

Salvatore held his breath and waited for an order, and the knights, who had acted without permission, bowed down to avoid being detected.

Hotty said, "Do you see the flame?" ”

"What is it?"

"A spell that summons demons."

Salvador held his breath and gritted his teeth.

"They went for some young girls and let the demon's curse fall on them," Hotty said. And then they let these girls .... Pregnant with a child, they thought that such a child would become Nepharem, the son of the devil, who could be trained to be extremely advanced in the mind blade. ”

Salvatore asked, "You are.... Their children? A Nefarem? ”

Hottie laughed, "Do I look like Neferem?" No, the odds of success are not high, and most children only have the talent for telephony, but not the genius they expect. Those of us who are unsuccessful will be sent to the orphanages of Bunsar or elsewhere, and if we are lucky, we will become knights. Pointing to the others as she spoke, she told Salvador that they called themselves Wild Knights and secretly assassinated the men at the gates of the High Court.

Salvatore asked again: "Good luck?" ”

"Some of the Bloods like to drink the blood of their children, and the orphanage is sponsored by them, and we are their livestock," Hotty said. ”

Salvador never knew that the sword and shield could have such darkness, but I knew that there must be shadows under the light.

The rough woman said, "They're starting to play." ”

Hottie said, "Do it." ”

A man with sunken cheeks said, "The newcomers, they can't stay alive, they must all be killed, they are all big people, big tycoons." ”

Salvador pulled out the dagger with the blood of a venomous snake at his waist and nodded in agreement.

They covered their faces and silently walked up the hill towards the skeleton-like trees.

At the grave, rituals are underway, sinful and extravagant, seductive and infuriating. They seemed happy and delighted. They frowned, as if they were working overtime and diligently to distribute their blessings.

Hotty lunged forward, his sword piercing a man with strong back muscles, he couldn't cast his telekinesis, his entire will was concentrated there.

In a matter of seconds, the unauthorized enforcers placed their blades inside the members of the High Court Prison Gate, and the blood wet the men and the women, the women screaming in horror and the men wailing in death.

Salvador slashed off a man's head with a sword, and the woman crawled away like a dog. They had killed more than a dozen men, and there were two left. One of the old fat men begged for mercy loudly: "You can do whatever you want, spare my life!" He ran to Salvador, who stabbed him in the head with a sword.

The other man picked up the scabbard beside him and drew his sword, and a fir struck one of the wild knights, the left half of the man's shoulder separated from his body.

The wild knights were all shouting and scolding, attacking the man from left to right, front and back, and under the light, Salvador could see that this man was not young, at least in his fifties.

The man stabbed the fidder to the left, and the iron lotus was unleashed on the right, and the wild knights on the left and right were repelled by him. Salvador slashed the man's head with a sword head-on, and the man swept his leg and Salvador fell. He got up, and saw that the man had turned around, and the blade of the sword was flying up and down, and Hotty and the other three had only the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back, and in a short time, a wild knight rolled down directly from the high ground.

The man unleashed a "whirlwind" blade that swirled with his arms and body, unleashing all attacks from all directions. After that, he strode forward and slashed from top to bottom, resulting in the tragic death of another wild knight.

The man was strong, about the same as the current Mirse, and more tricky than some counts. More than a dozen well-armed wild knights couldn't help him.

Hottie shouted, "Don't let him run away!" ”

The man retreated, his sword light turned into an arc, and he killed two more wild knights. Hotty stabbed the man in the back with a sword, and the man roared and launched the fidzi, and Hotty's long sword broke into several pieces, and she rolled over and over again, hitting a stone and stopped.

At this moment, Salvador's dagger, soaked in the blood of a poisonous snake, slit the man's arm.

Anyone other than me will be paralyzed as soon as their blood is contaminated with the blood of a poisonous snake. The man's body became very uncoordinated, he gritted his teeth, and used the powerful telepathic blade to relieve the toxins in his body, and he had a great flaw.

Salvador shouted: "Now is the time!" When they arrived, many blades stabbed into the man's body, and the man spat blood, and then the wound and mouth sprayed outward, and he fell to the ground, dead.

Someone said: "It's Count Moxico, he is a famous hero." ”

"Not anymore," said Hotty. ”

I would like to remind El Salvador that although they are wearing helmets, Moxico has the blood of a poisonous snake in his body, at least Milse knows about it.

But Hoti and his men were prepared, brought gasoline cans from the bottom of the mountain, poured them on the corpses, lit a fire, and the cemetery turned into a sea of fire.

The wild knights fled the scene and returned to their hideouts, choosing the back of their way so that no one noticed them.

In the room, they took off their armor and gasped, some with sad expressions, some with great excitement. Hotty motioned for Salvador to sit next to her, and they leaned together.

Hotty couldn't help but start laughing, and Salvatore looked at him and wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak, and quietly laughed at her.

Hottie whispered in his ear, "Let's get to work." ”

El Salvador asked: "Start work?" What the... What starts? ”

Hotty takes him to a room in the back and pushes Salvador down, who falls to the soft carpet, and Hotty smiles movingly and sits on Salvador's body.

In this moment, I am very grateful to Salvador, to this first-person perspective, to this inexplicable dream. I couldn't feel what El Salvador was like, but the senses at such close range were exciting enough for me to savor and enjoy them with my full attention.

Oh, Salvador, your movements look so rusty. Ah, Hottie seems to be very skilled, it doesn't matter, she's going to be a good teacher, and you'll complement each other.

Then I woke up.

I've never had a nightmare like this in my life.

I don't remember anything in my dreams, but I always felt that I had lost at least 200 million in my dreams, and my heart was beating wildly, and I was disturbed by a huge sense of emptiness.

Yes, I have a fragment of Erguia in my arms, I am wounded, and I am hiding in the shadows to recuperate.

I didn't have any treatment needles, Vasilissa's blood was depleted, I couldn't heal myself, I was far away from crying, and I was afraid that I would suffer guilty along the way.

Where am I now?

This is no longer the ruins of the city, it seems that I have moved to another place along the shadows....

I saw the iron fence, and for some reason, I was in a prison.

It's not like the hands of the Anno Empire, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to come out unscathed. If they don't break my hands and feet, they already look down on me.

They stole Mjonir and potions, pistols and rifles, and it didn't matter, I could escape through the shadows and get my things back.

The upstairs door was opened, and an old man hunched over walked in, along with a few men with guns.

They went to the prison and looked at me, and I was going to be shy lest I say the wrong thing.

I asked, "Where is this?" ”

The man behind the old man said loudly: "Shut up, now we ask you a question!" ”

Well, I got the position wrong.

The old man asked, "You.... Who is it? ”

"Longinus, you can call me a fishbone."

"Strange name."

"Whatever, love tells me anything. Where is this? ”

The old man said, "You don't know why it is in the village warehouse?" ”

The loud voice shouted again: "He must be the spy of those demonic robbers!" He even attracted the robbers! ”

I've probably figured out what's going on.

I drifted in the shadows, like a shipwreck at sea, wandering directionlessly on a raft, penetrating the space and arriving here.

They thought I was a thief or something, so they arrested me.

And there seems to be trouble here.

The old man asked, "Do you have anything to do with those demons outside?" ”

I said, "I don't know any demons. ”

The old man asked, "The door to the warehouse is always closed, how did you get in?" Why are you going in? ”

The unfortunate thing about this is that I can't find a plausible explanation.