The autumn wind has yellowed the wheat in the fields, the toil of the farmer has been rewarded in the waves of wheat that have been rolled in layers, the forest at the end of the wilderness is vast, and the mountains are only vaguely outlined, and there is a faint call.

The surroundings are so familiar, and they have known each other from time to time, as if they have returned to Triss again. Aldrich, dressed in fine linen, obeyed the sound and walked to the edge of the forest, and looked up to see the green fruit glowing with a lovely red, and the dull yellow oak leaves, swept away from the dry brown mustard by the cold morning breeze, swirling to and fro in the air, like a fluttering butterfly walking in the wind, and falling softly on Tris's shoulder.

Aldrich glanced sideways at it, and obediently leaned to it, like a weary dancer resting at the end of the song. He didn't reach out to brush it away, but gently pinched the still emerald petiole with two fingers and put it in front of him to examine it carefully.

The change of seasons left a clear mark on the veins of the old oak leaves, and the leaves had several insect eyes of various sizes, which had lost all vitality and appeared to wilt, and Triss was satisfied with his harvest and slowly let go of his fingers.

The dead leaves, which had stopped for a short time, drifted down again and continued their journey until they kissed the ground covered with fallen leaves, waiting for the winter wind and snow to bury them.

Nature's cycle of life takes good care of them, turning the thick layers of fallen leaves into nutrients and fertilizers that slowly grow the forest's vitality.

Coming from nature and returning to nature, this is the way of the oak tree of oneness and balance, and it is also the law that all natural life must abide by.

Aldrich walked through the forest, stepping barefoot on the dead leaves and making a continuous crunching sound, and the further he went, the louder he shouted, and before he knew it, he passed through the edge of the forest, and the sparse trees gradually became denser, and the green vines hung down from the canopy, filling Terris's vision without gaps.

'I've been here, and my memories from the very far past tell me that I lived here and that there was hard work......

"Whispering Forest!" Aldrich suddenly came to his senses, as if triggering some kind of key.

In the middle of his chest appeared the marks of the side of the face of the blue-black roaring bear's head, and the invisible sound rippled forward, and everything in front of him quickly receded to both sides, like a grand stage slowly pulling a heavy curtain.

Triss strode forward resolutely, the dense canopy of trees casting a quiet shadow over the autumn sun.

When Aldrich entered it, he suddenly startled the fireflies and night moths who were enjoying the peaceful atmosphere in the dead branches and grass, and they fluttered their wings in a panic, flickering and dimming the fluorescence like a mischievous elf blinking, and as for the moths that sprinkled countless luminous scales, stirred the subtle air currents to form a whirlpool, as if moving the sea of stars in the sky to Tris.

"The wonder of nature is hard to describe in words, and it is the first time I have seen such a spectacular scene. ”

Aldrich put away his shock and calmly walked on, almost with a sea of stars above his head, until he reached the core of the forest.

The glade of the straight linen, the naturally formed lake, the light of the morning sun cast on the lake, the breeze flowing down from the treetops and blowing gently, the sparkling waves shimmered with countless mottled pieces of gold, reflecting on Tris's body, decorating the white fine linen single clothes into dazzling and dazzling gorgeous clothes, and like the spirit of the lake giving him sacred gold armor, giving him a great mission to create his own destiny.

The lake slowly settled, revealing a jagged mushroom-shaped boulder, or island, in the middle of the lake, and Aldrich's ears heard the call getting louder and louder, and he continued to move on without hesitation, and the lake that had not yet receded was as flat as the ground beneath his feet.

Tris reverently climbed up to the island in the middle of the lake, without using any knightly skills, and when he came to the island, he saw four strange trees in each direction against the sun above him.

To the north was a dead tree with all its leaves left but bare branches, hanging hollowed-out pumpkins, its crumpled bark peeling away in patches by the wind, revealing its lifeless trunk. In the west, it is a thick green cypress, and although winter has not yet arrived, there is a faint frost and snow at the top, and deer antlers, silver coins, socks and other miscellaneous items hang from the ends of the branches.

The morning sun casts the shadows of the dead trees on the cypresses, and the bare branches are like ghostly minions, trying to grab life and vitality from the tree.

"The distance is too close, and they should be separated a little, and perhaps the branches of the dead trees should be built to make it as beautiful as possible, so as not to disturb the balance of the four trees. ”

The words did not come out, Aldrich was still its owner, and when it blurted out, it could not be withdrawn and swallowed, just as the water spilled out had no possibility of restoring its original state.

The dead tree and the cypress simultaneously generated a suction force and tried to pull Triss over, although the former was stronger, but the bear mark on Aldrich's chest once again roared without warning, causing him to break free and be pulled away by the cypress.

A hexagonal frost-shaped wooden door on the body of the tree slowly opened, and Tris felt the kindness of intimacy and the cry of nature, and did not resist it, but stepped into front of the portal, heard the mournful wail of the dead tree, and couldn't help but look sideways, but unfortunately most of the vision was blocked by the green leaves of the cypress tree, and only the corner of his eye saw the big pumpkin hanging on the dead tree, and the hollow gaps and holes formed a smirk.

Aldrich, who fell from a high altitude, passed through the thick clouds, and did not know how to deal with the approaching earth, he could only stretch his hands and feet, hoping that he would end up decently.

At this moment, the frost and snow flying in the sky spontaneously came to Tris's feet, spreading all the way to his body, connecting into white wings like swans, and the momentum of the fall was greatly relieved. He flew long distances because of his gliding in the wind, and because of his speed, Aldrich even had the illusion of crossing the season.

And indeed he left the core of the overcast and snowy world, and crossed a long distance in the direction of the horizon, the snow under his feet getting thinner and thinner, and the verdant vegetation on the fertile black soil was dotted everywhere.

The cold wind of mouth and nose gave way to a mild warm wind, and the frost and snow wings gradually melted, and Tris's speed slowly decreased, and he got closer and closer to the ground, until he saw a gentle grass, and his hands and feet folded and chose to collide diagonally, and then kept rolling on the ground to unload the momentum.

Dizzily struggling to get up, his body staggering and about to fall, Aldrich simply lay on the ground and rested for a while before sitting up.

"Whew!" had just exhaled the turbid breath that had accumulated in his chest, leaving his unhappiness and uncertainty behind, when a sharp arrow grazed his ear and struck a low bush.

In the blink of an eye, the originally lush holly coral tree, the middle arrow part of the arrow was dehydrated and dried up, and the speed was so fast that the eyes could see the process, and the nearby firethorn rose was also affected, and the ripe berries that were red and yellowed shriveled and fell, as if all the vitality was taken away by this arrow.

The feeling of danger suddenly rose, and Tris obeyed his body instinct and flipped to the left, "Do-do-do", and all three arrows in a row missed, all of which were on his right, nailed obliquely to the ground, and the fertile black soil immediately rotted, emitting the stench of fermenting dead fish and rotten shrimp.

Looking at the path of the arrows, Aldrich saw in the distance, in the dead woods a hundred paces away, a knight in black armor put down his bow and arrow, and drew a sharp sword in his hand.

The gray horse under him had carbon-red eyes, was covered in smoke, and its hooves kept knocking on the stones on the ground, making a piercing clang, and rubbing dazzling sparks, like a nightmare in folklore.

Tris seemed to hear the other party's sighs and helplessness, but with undisguised killing intent and unswerving determination to lock on to the target, he knew that he could not be spared. Unarmed, he slashed the holly tree from the middle of the arrow with a single palm cross-cutting, cutting off the branches that stood in the way, turning it into a simple wooden spear.

The knight swung his sword and charged forward, and the gray horse's limbs and hooves kept staggering, and the speed became faster and faster, carrying a battlefield battle spirit and an indomitable momentum of stepping on the ice.

Aldrich found that the black-robed knight, which was originally a finger length, was getting bigger and bigger as the distance was getting closer, and the momentum he had accumulated was invincible, so he did not hesitate to throw a simple wooden spear at the direction of the opponent's charge.

Instead of aiming at the gray horse with a somewhat strange origin, but at the chest of the knight who did not declare a battle, because he was extremely familiar with the knight's combat skills, anticipating the attack and using the opponent's momentum, the destructive power of this shot would be terrifying.

The Black-Knight also sensed danger coming, but he had no time to adjust his posture, so he could barely turn sideways and resist the blow with his heavy arm shield.

"Bang...... Click...... "The holly tree spear hit the knight's shield with a violent impact, and the violent impact caused this simple wooden spear to break apart, and then it turned into fragments and exploded in all directions, and the surface of the heavy arm shield was uneven, and it was close to being scrapped and had to be rebuilt.

As for the Black Knight himself, he was not very comfortable, because the wooden spear was broken and shattered, all the force was borne by him, and his left arm was shattered and broken, and he could not use it and became a burden in the way. The gray horse that was connected to him was also uncomfortable, and took the initiative to share the damage for the knight, and the smoke wrapped around his body passed away quickly, almost revealing the truth of the translucent ghost spirit and even the ghost horse.

The momentum of the cavalry charge was instantly cut in half, and Tris evaded it in advance, causing all of the Black Knight's all-out blows to miss.

Using the power of the Bronze Pegasus, Aldrich caught up with the slowing grey horse, his arms stretched, and he attacked from the left side of the opponent's blind spot, avoiding the threatening slash, and the power of the Bear struck the horse in the neck with a punch, knocking the strange grey horse to the ground and falling to the ground, before striking the head of the Black Knight with a punch.

With a "click", the covered hat disintegrated and fell off, flying away with the knight's head, Tris was a little surprised, but he saw that the neck of the armor only had the spine and no flesh and blood, and immediately understood that the opponent in front of him was probably the legendary skeleton knight.

The skull in the hat and helmet, and the two red flames in the depths of the orbital bones flickered a few times and quietly extinguished, and then broke through the air, like a tired bird returning to its nest and rushing into Aldrich's body.

The gray horse let out a terrible wail, and the smoke that wrapped around it instantly dissipated, revealing the ghost's physique, and then condensed into a dark aura that melted into Tris's chest.

Everything in front of me suddenly changed, and a curtain of light appeared in the field of vision, and the lines and patterns of human shapes were ...... Menu.

'Hey, this is the ...... of the system'