All the way to the gallop, under the speed of Honghong's legs, soon, Al broke away from the main road and galloped on a remote path.

Except for the large farmland beside the road and the village with smoke in the distance, there is no one to be seen.

Sitting on the back of the red and wide horse, there is no imaginary bumpy feeling, but accompanied by the crisp sound of red and red "hooves, hooves", there is an inexplicable rhythm.

This made Al relax a little. And with the blocking of the spiritual shield, Al can observe the surroundings relatively leisurely, and no longer have to feel the biting cold wind blowing in his face.

Enjoying the thrill of galloping at high speed, and the sight of flying away, he can't help but feel that the sky is high and the birds are flying.

After crossing over, El has been active in manors and castles, and every time he travels, he is guarded by guards, and he has not been out so chic for a long time.

And now, a man and a horse galloped lonely on a strange path, and there was no one around, only the sound of red horses' hooves accompanied him. Even at this time, the sky was gradually darkening, and this sense of loneliness couldn't help but make Al feel an inexplicable excitement.

Feeling this feeling of excitement, looking around at the emptiness, Al couldn't help but let out a long howl:

"Ahh

The young man's crisp voice echoed around the empty space, reaching into the distance.

Feeling Al's excitement, the red, red and silver light flashed under him, and the already fast speed went up a step again, and the white shadow was almost at the speed of light, speeding down the path and disappearing in a flash.

......

Brooke is a minor nobleman in Plantagenet, and as a first-order professional, his territory consists of three small villages and one small town near the front line. However, the land in the south is fertile and abundant, so the days are also very moist.

Three days ago, after taking his two sons and daughters to a banquet hosted by the Viscount, he was in a carriage on the way home for the past two days, and his head was hurt by the children's questions.

"Father, Young Master Al is really handsome, especially the purple eyes, you say, how can you make your eyes the same as Young Master El", the daughter next to her didn't know how many times she asked herself this question.

And the youngest son on the side also showed a yearning look. After seeing the life of the upper nobles, especially those noble ladies with noble temperament, cold and fiery, his youngest son was already a little restless.

It seems that they will have to take care of themselves when they go home, let them take care of themselves, Blake thought to himself.

"Da Da Da", a rapid sound of horses' hooves came from the exclusive road of the nobles behind him, before Blake could look in.

"Bang", a loud collision, a white horse, brazenly crossed the three carriages blocking in front of it, and jumped in front of Brooke's noble carriage.

Then the white horse flashed with silver light, and continued to gallop ahead as if nothing happened, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hiss", Brooke gasped, looking at the white horse that had disappeared from view, and suddenly he could see a thin black figure lying on the white horse's body.

This speed, this style, the well-informed Brooke recognized the origin of the white horse at a glance.

Isn't this the mount of Lord Viscount? That Frost War Horse, which is very famous in the territory of Goldfinch City, is red! More than ten years ago, Brooke, who had seen the demeanor of the Frost War Horse once, has never forgotten it.

Not to mention the envy of Brooke behind him, after more than two hours of galloping, Al at this time had already seen the fortress in front of him, the West Fortress more than 400 miles away from Plantagenet.

Al crouched on the red back, clutching his mane tightly, and didn't have time to observe the Western Fortress, which was no worse than the walls of Plantagenet, and took out the Plantagenet token placed in the space bag to urge.

On the walls of the fortress in the distance, looking at the distance of the road, a man and a horse galloping towards at an incredible speed, the officers on the fortress have already commanded the nearby archers and the arrow towers on the city walls to prepare for an attack.

Suddenly, a glimmer of black light emanated from the officer's armor, on the light armor of the nearby soldiers, where the gorse insignia was inscribed.

Looking at this scene that has long been deeply rooted in my mind and requires to be remembered. The officer hurriedly asked the soldiers around him to put down their weapons, and at the same time gave orders to the soldiers below to let Al in when he arrived at the gate of the fortress.

Waving his hand to refuse the kindness of the officers who arrived in a hurry, Al only needed some simple food and torches and some other necessary sundries for the trip. Pour a tube of potion into the small silver soup pot again, and let the whole way gallop non-stop, a little sweaty red, and drink the water contentedly.

After drinking, turning on his horse, without the slightest drag of mud and water, Al once again refused the officer's request for escort, and galloped away in the night when the sky was already dark and soon to darken.

Red ran in the night, as a second-order demonic beast, the darkness had no effect on it. And El, who has awakened the ice bloodline, also turns a blind eye to the darkness.

Along the somewhat vague trade routes, after passing the fortress, the scene in the wilderness is completely different. From time to time something scurried through the thick grass, and in the dark woods, with great eyesight, Al could see a python lying on a branch, motionless, as if it were dead.

"Woo", a wolf howled in the distance not far away, perhaps sensing Al, and the eyes that flashed green were clearly visible in the darkness, but it seemed to be afraid of the red breath, hesitated, and ran into the grass without a trace.

The spell of "Mind Cooling" made Al's mind not fluctuate in the slightest, a trace of white light on his fingertips slowly dissipated, and his spirit was highly concentrated, ready to cast the ice shield spell at any time.

"Da Da Da", after continuing to run for a while, it was estimated that it should not be far from Old Barton's campsite, and Al looked a little relaxed.

Listening to the sound of horses' hooves on the road in the distance, the leader of the guards of a caravan looked at the road with some confusion, made a gesture with his left hand, and the guards resting under the trees on the side subconsciously picked up the weapons around them and stood up.

Hurry up and hurry up Finally, before the fortress gate was closed, Sam, the intelligence officer who came out, stared at the road in the direction of Plantagenet with some nervousness.

Could it be that he was discovered? Plantagenet sent a master to hunt him down? Sam's expression suddenly tightened.

Anxiously pulling out a small crossbow hidden in his sleeve, Sam's eyes were fixed on the road in the direction of Goldingage.

As an intelligence leader who has been lurking in Plantagenet for more than ten years, Sam used almost all his resources on the night he received the news that El had a legendary talent, risking the danger of uprooting the intelligence network that he had operated for many years, working day and night, and exhausting more than a dozen war horses before he could get out of Plantagenet's territory at the last moment.

When he was frightened, the two henchmen around him almost trembled and took out the crossbow arrows hidden on their bodies.

A tall war horse with a snow-white body appeared on the road. Seeing that there was only one person and one horse, the leader of the caravan's guards was a little relieved, and was about to send someone up to ask questions.

"Hiss", after a slight sound, a silver-white light rose on the four hooves of Honghong, looking at the caravan people blocking the middle of the road, Honghong did not pause at all, jumped up, and flew directly over the caravan, like running in the distance.

"Whoosh", a slight sound of crossbow arrows, Sam's henchmen on the side, recognized the Viscount's mount, the Frost War Horse, did not calm down, panicked like El sent a cold arrow.

"Bang", the black crossbow bolt slammed into the ice shield, and was directly stopped by the prepared El.

"En"? frowned, Al didn't turn back, just commanded Honghong to continue to gallop, but the corner of his eyes glanced at the strange-looking team, he had already made up his mind, cured Old Patton, and led the team to find out what was going on as soon as possible.

After taking a deep look at Sam and them, he drove away without looking back.

Sam, who recognized the identity of the war horse, now wants to die, and almost wants to kill that subordinate. I had escaped, but now I may have remembered it.

"Let's go, pack our things, let's go now", Sam didn't blame the subordinate, and immediately thought of a way to deal with it. Years of intelligence career made him extremely decisive, and it was with this decisiveness and some luck that he escaped the search of Plantagenet N times.

After running for more than ten minutes, a black flag embroidered with gorse fluttered in the wind over a camp on the side of the road, accompanied by the hissing of red excitement.

"Quick, open the camp gate, it's the little master", an officer patrolling on the side recognized Al riding on the frost warhorse.

Listening to the surprise cries outside, Vane's figure flashed from the central camp.

"Phew", signaling Honghong to stop in front of the hall, and Al who hurriedly dismounted, asked Vane, who was standing aside with a tense face, "How is it?"

A little surprised how the little master came, but Vane still hurried into the camp gate with an anxious El, and said gloomily as he walked: "I'm afraid it won't last long."

In the tent, his whole body was black, his face was gloomy, and the old Barton, who had been bandaged on his shoulder, had a layer of black gas on his face, and he was lying on the bed weakly.

Originally, I thought that the majestic figure was knotted with the roots of an old tree, but now it is loose and weak, and it is paralyzed on the body, as if it has aged for a hundred years overnight.

Perhaps sensing Al's arrival, the sleeping old Barton opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at Al's anxious look, smiled with relief, and struggled to use all his strength to sit up with the support of the soldiers on the side.

Al hurriedly took out the "Silver Life Potion" from the space bag, uncorked the bottle, and prepared to pour it into Old Barton's mouth.

Perhaps it was a return to the light, and the elder Barton waved his hand and pressed Al who was about to pour the life potion into his mouth. Dejected, he said:

"It's useless".

He was hit by some kind of cold toxin, and the dark magic that was applied to his body continued to consume his vitality. In addition to the heavenly and earthly treasures similar to the elven life spring, it is necessary to repair his damaged body with a huge vitality and dissipate the dark magic at the same time to save him.

However, the Heavenly Material and Earth Treasure similar to the Fountain of Life is a treasure that even the third-order gold-level powerhouses covet, how could it be his turn.

Al ignored him, struggling to shake off Old Patton's hand. It's a pity that the hundred-legged insect died but did not stiffen, and old Patton's hand was like steel, and he could not break free at all.

"Al, it's useless, don't waste the precious potion," Old Barton said sadly, pointing at Vane, "I've told him in detail about the things in the cave, and you can ask him when I die."

Al was not allowed to speak, "At the last minute, can you grant me a request".

"You say", looking at Old Patton, who would not die for a while, Al said helplessly. And Wayne, who was on the side, looked at the dying old Barton, and his face was also sad.

"After I die, the Viscount of the family will help me take care of it, I don't worry about this", after a pause, Old Barton looked at Al with a longing look,

"Give me a jug of spirits and let me drink to death in the wine".

......

After a brief silence, it was Al who shouted, "Hold him down for me", after watching Old Barton be firmly held down by a cloudy Vane on the side.

"Bang", accompanied by the sound of the glass bottle hitting his teeth, and the muffled snort of Old Barton, the life potion that had been opened a long time ago was rudely poured into Old Barton's mouth by Al.