Abel didn't know what he was thinking, he just rode his horse vigorously. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I subconsciously slowed down again, as if it was my own fault, and I wanted to go back and admit my mistake. But when you think about it, it's all Krinus's fault. His arrogance and vexatiousness are the problem, why can he decide my life without asking. When he dragged me out of my old life, he didn't ask for my opinion either.

The rolling hills and green grass rubbed around him, and the more he thought about Abel, the more he couldn't think about it. He rode his horse and tried to get away from it, but the people chasing him behind him made him more and more confused. Although the wind whistling in his ears made him unable to hear clearly, Abel still felt that everyone was pointing out how much trouble his actions had caused people. It must be like this, you don't even have to listen to it, Abel thought.

To be fair, Abel didn't want to cause trouble either, but he didn't know exactly what he wanted to do. At this time, Abertor hoped that something would happen to break this angry and overwhelmed situation. Maybe the army fell from the sky, maybe the end came to the door, and in short, something big happened that made everyone not care about the unpleasant things in front of them. It may sound a little incomprehensible, but this is Abel's usual solution to an embarrassing problem. I can't say how effective it was, but a lot of things pass in such boring fantasies.

Abel learned quickly, and the horse under the saddle ran faster. Sometimes when the horses are on all fours, Able can feel the feeling of falling as if they were flying. He's starting to love it, but this time it's been a lot longer than ever. When the uncertain Abel reacted, the blue sky could only be seen with his head up. He was falling into a deep pit that had collapsed, and after a few unfriendly encounters with the wall, Able tumbled off the saddle, and if there had been time, Able would have been grateful for the coincidence, and it would have been tragic to fall off the stirrup.

Abel was very panicked, and what made him even more panicked was that he actually had time to panic. I don't know how deep the pit is, he subconsciously hugged his head, closed his eyes tightly and curled up in a ball. There is less and less light on the top, and besides, it is not a good choice to bump into the wall at every turn and open your eyes.

Able could hear the cries of his horses coming from above, or some other direction, and the whirlwind of the fall had made him unable to distinguish the direction. Able was afraid that he would be crushed to death by the horse if he could survive the impact of the landing.

The cave doesn't seem to be so vertical, otherwise it wouldn't hit the rock wall so often.

Soon Abel noticed that he was no longer bumping, and he opened his eyes to find that he was close to the ground. With the instinct of a cat, Able fell on all fours in the air. Fortunately, they all collided and rolled in the cracks of the rocks before, and the height of the actual fall was only about seven or eight meters. Coupled with Abel's cat-like talent, it doesn't matter much except for a few minor abrasions.

Able fell to the ground with a scream, hard to believe that he was safe. Before he could catch his breath, a figure lunged at him. Abel was startled and immediately rolled back, and the monster that couldn't see clearly pounced.

Just as the thing was approaching, there was a sudden clanging sound from above. Abel looked with his eyes that glowed in the dark night, and a sword that shimmered with cold light fell, hitting the monster that was eyeing him impartially.

The sword that fell from the sky pierced the monster's back, avoiding all the bones and piercing its heart, leaving it to die a crisp death.

Abel finally had time to figure out what the situation was now, and the sword was the "guardian" that he had always pinned to his waist. It must have been out of the scabbard in the confusion, and he stabbed this monster to death in a miraculous way just now. Since the sword has fallen, will his horse follow suit? Abel looked at the top of his head a little worriedly, but there was no movement from above. Maybe there was a bottleneck in this cave, where the horse was stuck. Or maybe the caves are intricate, with many pipes leading to different places.

The place where I fell didn't look like there was any light, which was very disheartening. The light came from behind another crevice, a red fire. With this light, Abel carefully looked at the monster that had already swallowed his breath. It resembles a human in appearance, with smooth skin, albeit a pale appearance. Although it resembles a human, it is very short, which may be the result of being carried in a small place for many years.

Goblins are the most common things that inhabit the ground, except for dwarves. With its ugly appearance, Able is very sure that this is a goblin. The elven-like ears are on the goblin body, and there is no noble color. Several rags wrapped around its body, and its gray clothes were half stained red with blood. Able approached it cautiously, and with great difficulty pulled out the sword that was stuck in it.

Without the protection of the scabbard, the Guardian's blade was undamaged, not even a hair-like scratch. Able held the sword firmly in his hand, vigilant behind the fiery crack in the stone.

Wait here, everyone will find it, it's too dangerous to walk around. Able looked around and found a corner to hide the goblin's corpse. He found some dirt to cover up the blood, while Abel's sword was pointed at the crack in the stone. After doing this, he also ran to hide in a dark corner with the corpse. Abel tried not to think about it, but the vision of the corpse behind him opening his eyes kept flooding into his mind.

At this point, two more goblins walked in, and the sound of their bare feet making Abel's fur stand on end. Abel gripped the sword so hard that his hands were shaking. The two goblins ignored the hastily masked blood on the ground and walked briskly into the depths of the cavern. Abel stole a look, and it turned out to be the goblin's toilet. Their manure pits are connected to the fast-flowing groundwater, which must be the upstream of their domestic water.

Abel didn't dare to look too much, his glowing eyes were a very striking thing in the pitch-black cavern. He closed his eyes and silently told the two goblins to leave quickly. Soon the two goblins left with brisk steps, and Able breathed a sigh of relief. But it's too dangerous here, and there's always someone who can find him in and out, so it's better to hide somewhere else.

Able poked his head out and listened carefully for footsteps. After relieving himself, he cautiously took his first step, and the sound of boots that had not been a problem now sounded particularly noisy. Able took off his boots and left them for the dead goblin to be buried. After tentatively taking a few more steps towards the door of the "Goblin Toilet", he sped up after making sure his soft claws didn't make any more noise.