"Kitty, go on!" Catrina exclaimed with delight and trembling.

"Well, after that day, the druids of the Plains of Ramian searched the area carefully, but they didn't find him, they also looked at the whole cliff, and there was no body of him, but just the day before yesterday, he appeared. ”

He appeared! That means he's fine! Tarrant's breathing quickened, the darkness held him tightly, he was disgusted, he was going to run away, he was going to break free!

"A troll was shot in the right eye and died in the grass of the Ramiew, it must have been him, though no one had seen it yet, but he was the only one. ”

Darkness devoured the powerless struggle like a behemoth, and Tarrant gave up.

Maybe it's good news to make some of the guilt less, that guy. He felt tired, the darkness grabbed his throat, his whole body was chained, and he needed to rest.

A low whimper gradually awakened his consciousness, and in the distant darkness, he drifted that way.

"Who's coming...... Help me......" whimpered and spored, full of helplessness and fear.

Terrible cries echoed throughout the world over and over again.

"Knight...... Woo...... Help me...... You...... Promise me ...... Woo......" A thin figure detached from the sound and appeared at the end of the field of vision.

"......" Tarrant opened his mouth but could not make a sound, the darkness gagged his mouth tightly, he turned his head hard but could not get rid of it, it was alive, like a snake, entangled in its prey and would never let go until it or he died.

"Why did you deceive me?!" he suddenly stopped whimpering and stood up, his shadow spreading rapidly through the darkness, expanding into a narrow shadow.

"......" Tarrant grabbed his face with both hands, a sticky darkness pressed against his eyes, he couldn't move, his feet were firmly grasped by the darkness.

The shadow that stretched from the end of the field of vision rushed at Tarrant's feet, and the shadow was alive! It broke away from its hands, its sharp fingers reaching into its chest and tearing violently, the figure in the distance was torn in half, but the shadow did not disappear, it hugged Tarrant's feet, and stretched out its fishtail tongue to lick his face.

"No!" Tarrant saw the shadow's face, a halfling full of horror and mockery! he trembled and fell to his knees, "I should ...... What to do......"

"Deliver on your promises, hahahahaha......" The laughter echoed in my ears.

When Tarrant looked up, the shadow was gone, he hugged his body tightly, his face was wet, laughter echoed in his head, and he lay on the ground, his consciousness gradually obscured by laughter......

"Hmm...... Tarrant, should I try something else, I can feel it, they all think you're not going to wake up, I know you won't, you're going to get up...... I remember...... It was described in a book that a person who had fallen into a coma could be awakened by conjuring spirits, and after another eight days, thirty days of coma, I would give it a try, and that would require some materials...... The blood of the little bat with the full moon, and ...... I can't remember, it should be seven materials, uh...... It's so stupid, I wish someone could help me......"

Tarrant couldn't hear clearly, it was too dark around him, he was afraid of the figure, he had to concentrate on avoiding it at all times, its laughter was so terrible, its claws swung in front of its eyes, behind its head, it roamed over every part of its body, it didn't hurt him, it only tortured him.

He resisted waking up, he was tired of the darkness he saw when he woke up, and he preferred to keep falling in his own darkness.

After making this decision, he never heard her again.

He awoke in the darkness and fell asleep, his memory fading away, only the shadow of the halfling accompanied him, and though it never reappeared, Tarrant was convinced that it was always there.

"Why am I still here?" Tarrant asked himself.

He walked forward, the darkness rapidly receding, countless darkness appearing in the darkness, countless darkness disappearing in the darkness.

"Why am I still here?" he hoped to atone for his mistakes and give his life.

"Why are you still here?" a voice said suddenly from behind him.

Tarrant turned around in surprise, and a slender figure stood behind him, almost clinging to him, he didn't know when she appeared.

"Why are you still here?" she asked again.

"I don't know...... I don't understand ......", Tarrant took a step back, "When did you come?"

"I've always been here", she smiled, a miserable smile.

Tarrant didn't feel a chill, "All the time?"

"I'm watching you, waiting for you to get out of here. ”

"How do you get out of here?"

"The choice is on your own. ”

"You haven't left me, have you?" Tarrant stared at her blurred eyes.

"I'll be there for you when you think I'm not leaving, I'll be there when you think I'm gone. ”

Tarrant looked down at her robes, "I'm sure you've always been here. ”

"Then I'm here. ”

"Did I promise you anything?"

"Maybe there is, maybe not. ”

"Should I keep my promise?"

She smiled, a smile that flickered vaguely in the darkness.

Tarrant looked up at her, "It's time. ”

"Are you sure you want to get out of here this way? ”

“......”

"You still have concerns. ”

“...... I have betrayed my promise and trampled on the lives of the weak. ”

"Everyone makes mistakes. ”

"How do I face myself?"

"Do what you have promised. ”

From the dark corner, there was a sound of armor grinding, and a tall figure slowly emerged, covered with silver armor, carrying a delicate one-handed greatsword on his back, his helmet protecting his face, and the protective light of his chest scorched in the air.

"You ......"

"I'm you," the voice in the armor replied.

"Why are you here. ”

"I'm waiting for you to restore the glory of the Paladin, come back. ”

The sign glowed like an electric day, and it brought hope and survival, and Tarrant couldn't help but reach out.

Hahahaha- laughter came from behind, "Are you still a paladin?"

"I ......" Tarrant couldn't face the question, and the question hammered hard into his heart, trying to torture it into a piece of iron.

"Fulfill your other promises", she looked at the empty darkness and waved a fiery wind.

Armor raised his greatsword, "Complete your most important oath." ”

The most important vows...... Tarrant repeated, the most important thing...... The oath.

"Protect her, with your life", she joined in with the voice of the armor.

She...... Tarrant looked up, he hadn't heard her in a long time, he needed her message.

"Why...... Don't wake up yet, get up", he felt a pair of warm hands, "I can't think of any more way, what should I do?" The cold feeling spread across his face, "Don't you want me?"

His heart contracted violently, "No, I will protect you! with my life! forever!" he took the sword from the armor, and the tip of the sword erupted whiter than the light.