He knew that his younger brother, even if he didn't eat enough just now, as long as he had played enough, and when he was hungry at night, he would wipe out all the leftovers by himself, and the plates were as clean as if they were freshly washed, so he didn't have to worry about eating.

The good old man talked about the trivial things he heard today, and he paid attention to it in the dark. This matter is the light sacrifice that went to the village to clean up the heresy yesterday, and he didn't come back today, and it is said that they all died tragically on the back mountain in that village, and the light temple sent more than ten light sacrifices, and it is said that there are also paladins.

The night is also quite shocking, in this town, the dead have heard of it, and it is the first time that so many people have died, but he believes that those religious maniacs with a strong sense of justice should be able to solve the problem, and the sky is falling and there are these people in white sacrificial robes on top, even if it is a heresy, it doesn't matter to him as a little person, at least he has the same root as the so-called "heretic", and they all wear black mage robes, and the dark night is estimated to be a bit of an alternative acquired blood necromancer, playing with taboos, so many temples of the Bright Sect can't turn over any big waves.

Listening to the good old man talk about the story of his early life in the dark night, he knew that they were six people worshipping together, a same academy, six people finally went to the battlefield together, and the orcs fought together, the night didn't know how big the war was, but listening to what the good old man said, it felt definitely not small, the entire northern territory of the empire was at war, you can imagine what kind of war it was, and the last six people came back two, one of them was disabled, this is the good old man himself, and the one that is intact is his second master in the night。

According to the good old man, when he came back from injury, his basic fighting career ended here, it was not a matter of money, the injury he suffered at that time was injured by the orc shaman, and if he wanted to be treated, he could only find the light sacrifice at that time, and any other water mage could not be cured at all.

His second uncle in the dark night may also be a player who is not bad at that time, holding a large number of gold coins, and he did not invite a light sacrifice, and in the end, the good old man's hand was crippled, and his lifelong fighting spirit cultivation career ended here, and then he took the ten acres of land allocated by the empire and left it in this town called "Anle".

The reason why the Light Sacrifice did not treat the good old man for this kind of thing, the night still knows. Don't look at this group of people who are a little crazy for their beliefs, even as long as a beggar is a devout believer of light, they will treat it, and if it doesn't work, they will pay more gold coins to donate to the so-called god of light, or they can invite the light sacrifice to see a doctor.

But there is a rule in the temple of the Illumination, if it is okay in other empires or kingdoms or principalities, as long as it is a soldier or mage who is injured in the orc war, the treatment of light spells will be given, but it is different for the undead empire where the night is located, as long as it is a foreign war of the undead empire, there will be no light sacrifice at all, and the light sacrifice will not treat the wounded soldiers of this empire on the battlefield, it can be said that there is no emotion!

After reading the history books of the empire in the library of the academy in the night, it can be said that the history of the empire he is in for three or four hundred years is all the history of war, and it is mainly the war against the Empire of Light, but he doesn't know what the relationship between the Empire of Light and the Holy See of Light where the Bright Sacrifice is located, maybe it is because the Empire of Light is a pure country of belief in the god of light.

And the five wars of the rise of the empire in which he is located have been fought with the so-called Empire of Light, and the history books of the Empire of the Undead are recorded in great detail, and the cold numbers and serious words are telling the war song of blood and fire in this empire.

But for the night, it is all in the past, he is a spectator of history, usually reading a book, increasing his knowledge, and cultivating an empty and boring soul.

And the last battle for the founding of the empire seems to be that the Holy See of Light at that time helped the Empire of Light at that time, but in the end it was the Empire of the Undead who won, maybe it was at that time that the Temple of Light had a conflict with the empire where it was located, so there would be such a "special case" provision.

The night didn't know what the last war was like, because in the history books of the Empire of the Dead, it was very vague, and it was not as detailed as the last five wars, but it was said that during that battle, the Empire of the Dead captured the largest military fortress of the Empire of Light at that time.

In front of the army of the Empire of the Dead, the Empire of the Dead can directly point to the imperial capital of the Empire of Light, and after that, it will be a protracted three or four years of peace talks, and the Empire of the Dead will be established!

After reading the history books at night, he always felt that the last battle definitely had a story, and it was not at all like the narrative, and the history books seemed to deceive him. But this kind of national event doesn't matter at all to a small person like him, let alone his business, he just leaves a little more curiosity.

And the good old man said that he stayed in this town, and then his second uncle saw that the brother who survived from the battlefield together was unwilling to go with him, so he left this town, this walk is a hundred years of time, the good old man thought that the second master of the night was seen through life, tired of the possibility, so he returned to this town to accompany him to retire, this stay is twenty years.

The good old man babbled about the first half of his life, and a pot of expensive Longye Ziyun Brew was all dried up by him, and he only drank a cup in the night.

The good old man may be really drunk, his rickety body fell asleep directly on the dining table, crying like a tearful man for a while, laughing like a child for a while, I don't know what he dreamed about at night, a person, in more than 140 years of life, there are too many things to cry and laugh at, and no one knows what other people's lives are like.

There is no need to tell others about this thing, and my story is not history, so no one will be interested, so I guess I will talk a few words about it when I am drunk.

After the two of them carried the good old man back to the house, the night climbed on the roof of his house, and he saw his brother in the middle of the night in the "upper room to uncover the tiles", so he went up to mock his brother twice, he looked at himself and said, his brother didn't pay attention to him, he didn't take it to heart, because his brother used to do this in the middle of the night, and then he played with his mage robe, this mage robe for him at least three or four days to play, in order to pass the freshness.

Sitting on the brown tiles on the roof of his house at night, looking towards this town, the dim light fills the small windows, and thousands of lights dot this centuries-old town, today's night and night always feel different, not because of the dark clouds in the sky, maybe today is the reason for the Enlightenment Festival.

Listening to an old man who was about to enter the earth tell his life, there was no moving story, and there was no heart-wrenching life, it was such an ordinary ordinary, perhaps in his life, the most worthy of boasting may be that he once fought an orc, but he was also in that incident, and went downhill in life.

The night is a little sentimental, I don't know where the emotions come from, maybe it was really for the old man's mouthful of black bread to feed his life, a little grateful, after listening to his whole story, touching the scene?

He didn't know that this old man had lived longer than his two lives, and he was not qualified to talk about life in front of him, he just felt a little lonely now, fortunately there was this old man in this world, and he also had his own brother, after today, he would not be lonely on the road of his magical life, at least in the future life, there would be a little fat boy who forgot to worry about his heart......

He had a slight feeling of having a holiday, but here, the old man has been replaced by a new person, and the once incomplete memories have all turned into mottled fragments, thrown into the trash can in the depths of his mind, and the white walls and green tiles have also been replaced by rough stone winds, he doesn't know where all this has changed, where did this feeling come from, he searched for a long time but didn't find it, and finally only turned out half a bottle of cheap rum from Grandpa Shan.

The expensive Longye Ziyun Brew was gone, so he could only pour a big sip of this spicy rum into his mouth, which was very choking!

He looked at the bright lights on the other side of the square, and he knew that those professionals like him had started their nightlife again in this pervasive night, and it was estimated that his second uncle's business would be very good today......

And at this time, a middle-level necromancer wearing a black robe walked on the main street of the town in Jinglai, the night was a little abrupt, each big rank of the mage robe was different, not indiscriminately worn, this mage walked alone on the street without a little eye-catching, the night always felt that he was a little different, looking at the heart and a little uncomfortable, maybe the reason why I didn't sleep last night, my eyes were a little flowery, and I didn't care after reading it, what do pedestrians have to take to heart.

But when he didn't pay attention to it at all, this intermediate necromancer seemed to see a mage on the roof of a shop looking at him, and in the middle of the night, he may have been frightened, and a miserable green soul fire popped out of his hand.

If you look closely, you will find that the center of this soul soul seems to have a trace of blood, which is completely different from the soul soul of the night.

After the soul fire came out, he looked at the necromancer apprentice who was drinking on the roof for a long time, and after confirming that it was a drunken mage, he dispersed the soul in his hand, and then walked over from the small shop......

Looking at the direction he was walking, it seemed to be the square in this town, and he probably wanted to join the army of night to find his own happiness......