Section C Chapter 97: The Wind of the Plains (Salander)
"I really don't know. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Beverly was a little surprised: "Can't you see the academy in the air in the distance...... What's the purpose of designing enchantments like this?"
"It is said that in the past, during the Demon Tide, it was to prevent enemies from making aerial observations from far away. Salander thought for a moment and said, "Later, this barrier simply stayed. β
"Okay, that's a good casual academy\u001e......" Beverly didn't know what to say, "By the way, your weapon is ......"
"Well, I'm a two-sword guy. Salander touched the two double swords on his waist, and his expression was a little regretful: "Actually, I feel that the double swords are more handsome when they are behind their backs, but as Aya, the back must be exposed." β
"It's much easier to pull a sword across your waist than when you carry it behind your back. Beverly narrowed her eyes and began to smash Huang Long: "So, where are you going?"
"Hmm...... It doesn't seem convenient to say this here. Salander seemed hesitant.
"No problem, so that others can't hear. After releasing the small silent barrier, she glanced at the plate in front of her, and Beverly picked it up slightly, reflecting it: there was no hooded man in her field of vision.
But that doesn't mean he's gone.
"Is this a silent enchantment?" Looking around, Salander calmed down: "Actually, I'm supposed to send something to the academy, it seems to be something very important." The man who had been transporting the goods had died in the middle of the way, and although I had saved him from the attackers, I still couldn't save his life - Aya's blood couldn't heal anyone, you know. β
"Wait, it's a bit of a mess. Beverly waved her hand and made a "stop" gesture, as if her mind was a little dizzy......: "What the hell is going on?"
"No, I'm the one I met first......" also seemed to feel a little confused, Salander touched his head, calmed down his emotions, sorted out his thoughts and said, "Why don't I tell you from the beginning." How long will it take for the bard to arrive?"
"It's going to take another two hours. After looking at the clock, Beverly urged her to hurry up and say, "Come on, let's continue talking." β
"Well, good. Salander pinched the dough and thought for a while: "I remember it was ...... at that time"
Four days ago.
On a plain trail.
Salander walked quietly and slowly down the road, looking at the flowers around him.
"Don't you have a mount?" Beverly interrupted slightly, curiously asking, "It's inconvenient to wander around all year round, right?" β
"Uh......h No. Salander shook his head: "I prefer to walk on my feet, or fly on my feet." β
"That's the same with me. Beverly leaned over again, touched the white hair that felt very good, and said with a smile: "Sister and you have a common hobby." β
"I said don't touch it. Reluctantly pushing Beverly's hand away, Salander's expression was as if he had been subjected to school violence: "I continued. β
At that time, Salander was standing on that plain, surrounded by maple leaves drifting in the wind from a forest not far away. The cold wind of autumn continued to penetrate the silk clothes, making Aya, who was not afraid of the cold, also feel a trace of comfortable coolness. The endemic chrysanthemum still grows vigorously, and foxes and rabbits run across the fields from time to time.
It seemed that Salander was alone in that plain, and Aya was so relieved that she almost wanted to fly high.
As he walked, his mood brightened, the sky was cloudless, and he could only occasionally see the giant eagles and griffons that were several meters long flying across the sky.
"You wait. Beverly interrupted Salander's description with another smile, "Why didn't you fly then?"
"Because I want to walk on the ground. Salander's expression was as if he had been asked a rather inexplicable question.
"Oh, okay. Go on. Beverly leaned back in her chair and shifted to a different position.
"............" Salander thought about where he had spoken last time before continuing to speak.
Beverly ruined the atmosphere too much.
Salande walked while enjoying the beautiful scenery, and his body was much lighter. The plain seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see, with only sparse woods standing not far away. Soon, however, he welcomed the first visitor to the plains besides him. The roar of horses' hooves and carriage wheels began to creak, attracting Salander's attention.
He looked back and saw that it wasn't the first visitorβit was a group. As the sound of horses' hooves became more and more noisy, the figures of the same people appeared in the field of vision: several people on horses, chasing another man galloping in a carriage. Several people are hurrying up, obviously in a dirty and exciting chase, quite a feeling of life and death at this moment.
The horses chased the carriage in front of them very closely, and the men on the horses were all armed with weapons, and some even had staffs. Having no idea what had happened, Salander, who instinctively felt that he was still not nosy, hurriedly withdrew from the avenue to make way for them.
Is this going after the guy in front...... Salander was a little uneasy, and even his originally good mood became unpleasant: it was really uncomfortable for bloodshed to break out in such a remote and beautiful field.
Salander won't help when he doesn't understand the situation. Because maybe you will help someone who shouldn't be helped. It's easy to subconsciously identify the person being hunted down as a good person and try to rescue them, but this can sometimes backfire.
Salander once saw a stunned young man draw his sword to help a man who was being pursued, only to be taken hostage. If it weren't for Salander's help, he would have been torn up.
However, just when Salander decided to be an outsider in mixed feelings, the black magic bullets fired at the carriage by the men chasing after him on horseback alerted him: the magic bullets looked like the flaming MONOCULUS insignia - it was Longcar's insignia.
The Black Church Longkar (who killed Anusen's family) is also a cult, but it is not low-key at all. They often meddle in a lot of dirty things, but they always do black things. In the face of some world-wide catastrophes, this organization will even use its own means to save the world - for example, during the last Demon Tide, they relied on their own intelligence network to kill a Black Mist Lord and organize a catastrophic attack.
But that doesn't mean they're decent religions. The Black Church is notorious for having its own large and well-thought-out organization, and even a country under its own control. In that country, there are all believers who believe in the demon god Longkar.