Under the protection of Nerfi's spell, the group quickly rode out of the range of the ruins, and as soon as they left the last broken wall, the golden light immediately disappeared, and the people immersed in the dazzling light immediately turned black in front of them, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

"Don't stop, we're out of the ruins, our eyes will get used to it right away!" Stan yells, not slowing down his ride.

Gradually, the land covered in silver sand appeared in front of Stan's eyes, and he didn't try to find the direction due to his hasty escape through the ruins, but just followed the road as fast as he could, so after escaping the ruins, Stan didn't know which direction they were running in now. Fortunately, no matter which direction from the ruins outward, there are large woods in no more than a few minutes of riding, and the woods are like immovable fortresses under the moonlight, and they are a large area of black pressure.

The group rode quickly into a wooded area, the ghosts were long gone, and with Talheim's experience, Stan knew they wouldn't leave the ruins of Grivel. Stan calls Wright up and asks him to lead the way, riding himself to Nerfi's side and watching her worriedly. "It's okay, that magic must be mentally draining. ”

Nerfi was staggering on horseback, it was the middle of the night, and it was time to sleep. "Fortunately, the guidance time is not too long, thanks to the fact that you led the way accurately and did not go around in circles. ”

Complimented by Nerfi, Stan scratches his head in embarrassment. "I also ran blindly by feeling, but I didn't know the direction at all. ”

Nerfi smiled slightly, and Stan froze in place, behind him Magill's swearing pulling him back from his distraction. "Damn it, let's see what I'm going to do with him, I finally sneaked into Grivel, and he messed it all up, so how can I find out the news?"

Tirin rode last, watching the woods vigilantly, and after making sure everything was okay, he rode into the woods with Magill. "Alright, Magir, it's already the best thing that we can get out of there without losing a single person. ”

Magir was still yelling. "Better fart, how do you think we're going to track it down now, it's so big that all the living and dead things in the ruins know about us, and I'm sure they'll find us as soon as we get out of the woods. ”

"It's not for nothing, isn't it?" Ulf patted the mage on the back of his mount. "We can try to dig something useful out of his mouth. ”

Nerfi glanced back at the unconscious mage. "With his reckless behavior just now, I'm afraid it's hard for you to get him to speak. ”

"Hahaha. Magill laughs loudly, and Stan and Nerfi look at him in confusion. "In my hands, as long as it's not a dead man, I can make him speak. ”

A hint of worry flashes across Stan's face. "Magill, although this is not Cumberland, please remember that you are a knight, even if you are an enemy, you cannot be tortured at will. ”

"Torture, you're underestimating me, Stan. Magill rode forward unconcernedly, seemingly with great certainty.

Ulf triumphantly rode up to Stan's side. "Don't worry, Magir is the number one person at coercing confessions. The veteran knight held his head out at Stan and lowered his voice. "I have to say, his vicious face really helped. ”

Stan still shook his head in disapprupt, unable to understand how these Canrito knights were so far from what he had in mind. While he was struggling, Wright's voice came from ahead, and he had found a suitable place to rest.

The fire was lit, and food and water were baked on the stands, which should have been bedtime, but after the tossing and turning of the first half of the night, everyone now wanted something to soothe the shock they had received.

The captured mage lay by the fire, a rag stuffed into his mouth, still unconscious. Magill was not in a hurry, eating and drinking with his companions, still muttering about the destruction of his original plan. Stan examines the bruise on his shoulder as he sip ale, and once he stops, he feels the damage to his body caused by falling from the roof of the second floor. But he didn't intend to let Nerfi heal herself, the girl had already consumed a lot of mental energy, and she was already drowsy after eating just an apple.

Tillin pulled a pill bottle out of the package and walked over. "Stan, I see you're choking from such a high fall, I've got some ointment to relieve the pain, apply some for you. ”

Stan looks at Tillin gratefully and takes off his clothes on the left side of his body. "That's great, I didn't feel it just now, and now I realize that my left hand can barely lift the whole arm. ”

Nerfi glanced sideways at Stan, stopped talking, and after a few seconds of silence, turned his head to the fire and slowly drank his tea.

Tirin glanced at Nerfi with a slight disgruntled glance and dipped his hand in some ointment and applied it to Stan's shoulder, his heavy gesture causing Stan to hisse in pain. "I'm sorry, brother, I can't take my hands lightly, so let Nellfi apply it to you, you see that time you were bitten by a mosquito in the rainforest, and when she applied the ointment to you, you didn't make a sound. ”

Stan takes the vial from Tillin's hand. "Nerfi is already very tired, so I'd better do it myself, and I can solve the shoulder position myself. ”

Tirin sighed and got up to talk to the knight of the Night's Watch, Stan glanced at Nerfi, the girl's eyes were almost open. "Rest when you're tired, it's all thanks to your magic today, so we can escape smoothly. ”

"You've heroically cleared the way for us, putting all your weight on yourself to keep me from getting hurt when you fell off the roof, thank you, Stan. Nerfi squinted and looked at Stan quietly.

"I just do what I'm supposed to do. Stan nodded slightly at Nerfi. "Protect you, and everyone. ”

Nerfi's mouth was halfway open, and he was about to say something, when there was a whining sound from the other side of the fire, and the mage finally woke up, and he opened his eyes, and in front of him was the fierce face of Magill, which frightened him so much that he scurried back several yards in a row. Ulf sat down beside the mage and grabbed him by the foot and pulled him back, and the mage struggled on the ground, unable to match the strength of the knights. As soon as he was pulled back to his original position, the mage's eyes flashed with a sword light, and a wide long sword was abruptly inserted into his crotch, only a few inches away from his life, and even the crotch of his pants was pierced by the long sword, piercing into the dirt.

Ulf took off his hood from behind him, and the young face of the mage was revealed, he looked about the same age as the other knights, but much whiter than the knights, and his mouth stuffed with rags whimpered, and Magir's sword almost stupefied him with tears in his eyes.

"What a!" Magill thrust his sword down again, until the mage's pants were completely torn and turned into open crotch pants, and then he pulled out his sword and carried it on his shoulder. "Ulf, let's go, go where there's no one over there. With that, Magir turned his face sideways and looked gloomily at the mage who was slumped on the ground, the ugly scar shaking hideously in the firelight.

Without saying a word, Ulf picked up the mage and followed Magill like a chicken. The mage kept shaking his head, his mouth was whining, his legs were no longer able to walk, but he was still struggling with all his strength, he also knew that these two people were by no means good, and he was afraid that his life would be lost if he was taken away by them. Ulf was fed up with his constant writhing body, raised his foot and kicked the mage in the stomach hard, this kick directly stopped him from struggling, and even the whine in his mouth was gone. Ulf then continued walking, dragging the mage and disappearing behind several trees.

Stan sighs and decides to do something about it, and just as he is about to stand up, a white hand is placed on his arm. "You shouldn't stop them, Stan, that's the only way to get some useful information, that's the only clue we're going to have, you know, we can't get any closer to Grivel. ”

"But...... This is not what a knight should do, we are knights, not wicked people who do whatever they want. Stan kept his voice as low as he could, he didn't want the other knights to hear them.

"You're only going to hurt everyone, do you want us to make no progress here? Nerfi squeezed Stan's hand tightly.

Stan struggles with his mind for a long time, and his body finally relaxes. "You're right, Nerfi, I'll sit here and wait for them to come back. ”

Nellfi let go of his hand and patted the back of Stan's hand. "That's it, Stan, there are things you have to get used to, it's the way to become a hero, don't be bound by the knightly precepts. ”

"But...... A knight who doesn't obey the commandments, is he still a knight?" Stan looked at Nerfi quizzically.

A hint of impatience flashed in Nerfi's eyes. "I'm tired, Stan, I have to rest, you'll find out the answers to these questions. ”

In the woods not far away, the mage's tragic cries for help can be heard from time to time, and Stan does his best to keep his emotions in check so that he doesn't run over to stop Magill and Ulf. Nerfi had fallen asleep, and the sound of his soothing breathing surrounded him with the scent of the girl's body. Stan stared blankly at Nerfi's undulating body, and suddenly felt that the girl he had been with for a long time was something strange.