A month passed, and Iron Slag's body gradually recovered, except for the penetrating gunshot wound, which was basically healed. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In the past few days, the mood of the two father and daughter in the bar has become more and more depressed, and they sometimes sit in the bar with dull eyes, and sit for hours at a time, neither talking nor moving, like wood.

That night, Uncle No, as usual, sat alone at the bar, staring blankly at the fire opposite. Tomorrow is the deadline, and if she doesn't pay the money, her daughter will be ruined by that well-dressed beast. Judging from the situation that day, Brown Joel will never treat Susan well, but will only use her as a tool for venting/lust.

That person, maybe not coming. In this cold and cruel world, everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, who has the energy to care about others? Even if the person lied to him, he would not feel resentful, on the contrary, he would be grateful for the warmth that the other party brought him. Even though it's a lie, it's a white lie.

But for some reason, there is still the last trace of hope in his heart at this moment. He still remembered how clear and sincere that man's eyes were, and people couldn't have a little doubt.

In the middle of his thoughts, the door of the bar suddenly opened, and a cold wind poured in, blowing the fire and swaying. The shadows on the wall shook wildly, and Uncle Nuo looked up blankly, only to see a dusty figure appear in front of the door.

Suddenly, it was as if a ray of dawn came in.

Uncle Nuo's eyes widened suddenly, and his expression was completely incredulous. Immediately after, he crawled to the ground, opened his calloused hands, and hugged each other hard.

"You...... You're finally here......" Uncle Noe wept with joy.

"I am the most faithful friend of the fire that walks on the vast earth, the good people." In the flickering light of the fire, a mild-looking young man with a slightly chubby body and a suit of animal fur walked in. As soon as he raised his hand, he threw a bag of money on the round table by the fireplace, and then walked into the bar and poured himself a glass of water.

Seeing this, Uncle Nuo hurriedly stepped forward to open the money bag, and counted it on the round table. There were gold coins, silver coins, and indulgence coins with the pope's head and an iron cross. After some counting, the total value was more than a hundred gold coins, which was enough to pay off his debts.

"Thank you, thank you." Uncle Nuo raised his head, looked at the slightly chubby young man, and nodded gratefully.

"It's a small thing." The young man took a sip of water, then waved his hand and said casually.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet." Uncle Nuo said.

"My name is Ethan Lorenfeld." The young man said.

When he heard the name, the iron slag covered in the quilt narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but get excited. Could it be that the other party is the same as him, and he is also a brilliant spark? However, his long-term caution quickly calmed him down. It remains to be seen whether the young man, Ethan Lorenfeld, will be friend or foe.

After getting the money, Uncle Nuo put on his satchel and went out overnight to Gray Tower Town. After all, tomorrow is the deadline, and he wants to repay the loan as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

After Uncle Noe left, Ethan drank a few glasses of water in a row, then burped, and was about to rest on the small bed, but found that he had already slept alone, so he had to reflexively go back to the bar, pull over two chairs, put them together, and lie down.

After a moment of hesitation, Iron Slag got up, walked to the round table in the middle, and sat down. When he got out of bed, he felt the corner of Ethan's eye sweep over. Quietly, both of them watched each other silently, neither of them speaking first.

After a while, Ethan couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head to look at the iron slag, and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"I would like to ask what it means to walk on the fire that walks on the vast earth?" Iron Slag asked.

Ethan suddenly narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "It doesn't mean anything else, it's just a majestic-sounding word, that's all." ”

"My name is Iron Slag Norseth." Seeing that the other party was perfunctory, Iron Slag had no choice but to introduce himself.

As soon as the words fell, Ethan immediately stood up and looked at the iron slag with a wary expression. Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze. In the silence, Ethan's hand slowly reached behind his back, and the iron slag tensed his muscles, like a wolf whose hair stood on end, ready to pounce.

When the crossbow was drawn, the iron slag suddenly tightened the muscles in his back, and the six knuckles immediately rushed out. I saw that spider-like figure, showing its teeth and claws in the flickering firelight, which was terrifying.

Looking at the slag's knotted feet, Ethan slowed his movements, and then let out a low cry, and a pair of jet-black shiny elytra popped out from his back. After confirming the identities of the insects on both sides, Ethan took a step back, slowly pulled a badge from his inner pocket, and threw it at the iron slag.

Iron Slag took his hand, and saw that the badge was engraved with a wolf's head biting a scroll, the official family emblem of the poem of the bright moon. Then, he slowly pulled out the war song harmonica from his inner pocket, placed it on the round table beside him, and then took a few steps back. Kozan's harmonica, he is not willing to throw it over, in case the other party can't catch it, it will definitely grind scratches when it falls to the ground.

Ethan cautiously stepped forward, and after only one glance, he exclaimed in shock, "Harmonica of the Guardian of the Holy Fire!" Then he looked up at the iron slag and asked solemnly, "Friend, where are you from?" ”

"The end of the world." Iron Slag said slowly.

"You're holding Kozan Bloodwolf's harmonica, isn't he already ...... It's already ......" Ethan's eyes widened, his gaze a little glazed, but he didn't finish his sentence.

"I am his heir." Iron Slag replied calmly.

Hearing the news of Kozan's fall, Ethan blinked, trying to open his mouth to say something, but couldn't make any sound. In the blink of an eye, tears blurred his vision, and he exhaled heavily, then faced north, knelt down on one knee, and whispered: "May you return to the sacred fire and always light the way in the darkness." ”

"May your soul perish and guide us forever." Iron Slag also knelt down and chanted in a low voice.

After confirming each other's identities, the two brilliant flames sat down face to face.

"Reacquaint yourself with the poem of the bright moon, Lorenfeld, the walker of the earth." Ethan stretched out his hand to the iron slag and said solemnly.

"I am the Sword of the Boundless, Norseth, the guardian of the Holy Wolf." Iron Slag clasped Ethan's hand and said solemnly. This was the first time he had met someone of the same brilliant faith, and he was naturally very excited. At least he knew now that he was not alone in this world, and he was not the only one who walked the vast land.

After letting go of his hand, Ethan seemed to remember something, thought carefully for a while, and said, "By the way, a few months ago, I met a Norseth in the south, who, like me, is also a landwalker. ”

"Huh?" When he heard the news, Iron Slag couldn't help but show a shocked expression, he had no idea that there were other Norses in this world.

"His name is Hagrid Nolseth, don't you know him?" Ethan asked.

Hearing the familiar name, Iron Slag frowned and thought for a while, but he didn't come up with any clue, so he explained: "I am an orphan, and I have never seen other people. ”

"I heard him say that there are several of you in Norseth." Ethan said. In this regard, he is not surprised, for two hundred years, the Tinder family has been hiding in Tibet, and relatives have been separated, which can be said to be the norm.

"Where did you meet him?" Iron Slag asked.

"The last time I met him was in the Blackwater Lake stronghold." Ethan recalled, then added, "However, the landwalkers do not have a fixed place and do not stay in one place for long. ”

"What is a Landwalker?" Iron Slag asked.

Ethan then explained that the Earth Walker is the glorious flame chosen by each Tinder family, and it is responsible for spreading faith and awakening the people.

"We are not saviors, but awakens, awakening the spark that sleeps in people's hearts." Ethan said, and then, he thought about it again, and said, "You Norseth family already have Earthwalkers, you don't need to come to the Southern Cemetery at all, just find a place to hide, get married, have children, and raise the next generation of Norseth, this is what you should do." ”

"I'm a Holy Wolf Guardian, not an Earthwalker." Iron Slag said, although he didn't know the difference between the two, he subconsciously thought they were not the same thing. His task was to seek the guidance left by the glorious prophets of the previous generation, not to spread the faith. And the reason why he didn't take out the Thunderhammer was not because he didn't believe Ethan, but because the Thunderhammer was too important for him to take the risk.

"Well, that's what you said, but ......" Ethan nodded in agreement, then hesitated for a moment before saying, "I heard Hagrid say that there are only a few people left in your Norseth family, and if you don't prioritize the continuation of the bloodline, I'm afraid you'll ......" He didn't finish what he said, but the meaning was clear.

"Why are there only a few of us left?" Iron Slag wondered.

"I don't know, I once asked Hagrid the same question, but he didn't answer it directly, just said that there were some disasters back then, and he didn't want to mention the specific details." Ethan replied, then asked, "Friend, where are you going next?" ”

Iron Slag thought for a moment and said, "Go south and find that Norseth named Hagrid." By this time, he had remembered. This Hagrid Norseth may be the bearded bounty warrior he met at Windblown Sand Castle. He once heard the bar girl Satsuki say that Hagrid went to the Southern Cemetery and said that he wanted to become a landwalker instead of his eldest brother, Raven.

Thinking of this, many clues coincided and became clear. Hagrid's eldest brother must also be Norseth, and the old blind man said that he looked very similar to the raven, so it is not difficult to deduce that the mysterious person who came to Iron Mountain Town to help him destroy his opponents was Raven Norseth. didn't expect that they had never met, but they had been separated forever......

He didn't have any plans, but when he heard that he had other relatives, he had to check them out.

The raven had become a statue in the sandcastle, and he didn't want to see Hagrid, whose brother had only one face, also buried somewhere.