With the exception of the four knights on the vigil and Stan, everyone else who remained by the fire had fallen asleep, and although they could only sleep on the ground, this one was much drier than the damp rainforest, and it was much better to sleep directly on the ground.

Stan insisted on not falling asleep, insisting on waiting until Magill finished interrogating the mage, and it was the second half of the night, and the successive drowsiness forced him to get up and walk around, chatting with the knights of the night watch.

Fraser stood at the back of the camp, leaning motionless against the trunk of a tree, watching the direction they were coming from. Stan walks up to him and hands him a wine bottle. "It's hard work, your direction is the most dangerous. ”

Fraser took the bottle and took a big sip. "Ted is on my right, and although he is watching on our right wing, he actually helps to keep an eye on my side. ”

Stan turned his head to look in the direction of the other knight, and in the dark woods, he couldn't find where Ted was. "Are you really well trained, have you ever done a similar mission before?"

"Absolutely. Fraser took several sips of wine and wiped the liquor off his chin with his sleeve, only to notice that his beard was very thick, starting from the Adam's apple and reaching the base of his ears, and almost his entire cheeks were covered with stubble. "Every year, the seven Confederations of Cumberland hold exercises, sometimes two joint exercises of the two contiguous confederations, sometimes several together, all in order to maintain the fighting qualities of knights and soldiers in times of peace. ”

Stan nodded appreciatively. "That's why Cumberland's army is second only to Doyle in Wallis, and although it is far from the dark tide, it is still extremely powerful. ”

"Second only to Doyle?" said Fraser, looking at Stan. "Stan, if you weren't knighted in Canrito, I'd get you down right now, and I can bet you that Cumberland's army isn't weaker than Doyle, on the contrary, it's only likely to be stronger. ”

Stan realizes he's said the wrong thing, but that's what he thinks in his heart. "I'm sorry, Frazier, but Doyle is a border country that fights the Dark Tide all year round, where even women and children raise their arms to fight, and Cumberland has never been involved in war, so how can Doyle compare to Doyle?"

Fraser looked like he was going to go berserk, and the muscles in his hand squeezing the bottle flare, but he controlled his emotions and pointed to his chest. "Because we have this. ”

"This ...... What do you mean?" Stan looked at the knight's face in confusion.

"We have faith, we listen to our inner voice, the power of people is limited, but the power of faith is unlimited, in order to protect the faith, to protect the glory, we can play the power that ordinary people can't play. Fraser shoves the bottle back into Stan's hand. "If you can't understand that, then after all, you're just a passer-by of Canrito, and even if Canrito is canonized, he doesn't belong there. ”

Stan takes the bottle, and the metal bottle has a few finger prints, and Fraser glances at Stan, who is still confused. "So I've told Magill a long time ago that Canrito should only accept knightly applications from Cumberlands, and let the kings of their own countries settle it themselves, not Cumberlanders, it's hard for you to understand that. ”

"I'm very willing to listen to your opinion, the people of Wallis know that Canrito is a well-deserved knightly city in the entire continent, but chivalry belongs to the whole Wallis, and you can't take it for yourself. Stan looked at the other man solemnly.

"We were raised in Cumberland and were ordained to Canreto, and you are from another country, and although you are also cannibal, do you think it will be the same?" Fraser shook his head and turned his head away. "After all, your heart still belongs to your hometown, and that's the biggest difference. ”

Stan wants to say something, but feels that Fraser is not wrong and that no one can be convinced, so he sighs and walks over to the fire. Magill and Ulf still haven't returned, and Stan is already trying to go over to see what the hell is going on, and he even wonders if they killed the mage, and is now digging a pit to bury him, which is why it took so long. At this moment, the heavy footsteps of the knight captain sounded.

"This damn guy is much harder than he looks, and looking at his delicate face, I thought I could get something out of my mind without much effort. Magill walked in front, grumbling.

Ulf still dragged the mage on the ground. "Those Tempe's spies are really a lot worse than him, and as a soldier, they are not as good as a mage. ”

Stan hurriedly catches up. "How's that, ask for something?"

Magill nodded, sat down on the ground, picked up a lamb chop and nibbled on it. "It took me a lot of effort to interrogate this guy, and I was hungry again. ”

Ulf tossed the mage aside and shoved the rag into his mouth again, and the mage was nearly broken down and allowed Ulf to throw it around, only to see that the rag was a thick sock. "They're already aware of our presence, and it's going to be hard for us to keep track of them. ”

Stan pulls out a loaf of bread from the package and puts it in front of the mage, only to be snatched by Ulf. "Don't worry, he can't die for a day and a night when he is hungry, so he should be made to suffer a little. ”

Magill finished nibbling on the lamb chops and raised the water bladder and took a few large sips before relieving himself. According to him, he and his companions, as well as the Twilight Cult, are lurking in the ruins. Although the two groups were incompatible, they had to temporarily restrain themselves there, waiting for the opportunity to come. ”

"What chance, why are they staying in that ruin?" Stan glanced sympathetically at the mage.

"We only asked about the Holy Seal, and it seems that the Holy Seal alone is not enough, the so-called opportunity should mean other things, when other needed items are brought here, they will really work hard, now it is just an appetizer. Magill picked up another sausage and bit off half of it.

"Is it a Hallow?" Stan mused. When the Twilight Cult captured Ness, they had Fern come to Threndra with the Hallows to find them. ”

"It's possible, I guess it's when the holy seals and the holy artifacts are all gathered together, that they can achieve some kind of purpose. Magill holds half a sausage in his hand and orders it at Stan. "Of course, I mean the Twilight Cult, and he won't say why these Mage Tower guys brought the Holy Seal here. ”

Stan raises his glass and drinks slowly. "They wouldn't have been sent for the Twilight Cult, so there would be no fighting, they must have ulterior motives. ”

"Maybe they and the Twilight Cult are the same thing, the two factions have the same purpose, so there is a conflict. Ulf nibbled on bread in one hand and a sausage in the other.

"How could they have the same purpose as the Twilight Cult, isn't that self-defeating?" Stan shook his head, not believing the speculation.

"Who knows? I would say that the mages are not credible, their ambitions are beyond our comprehension. Magill tossed the remaining half of the sausage into his mouth and looked carefully at Nerfi lying down.

Stan follows Magill's gaze and glances at the girl. "In other words, we still can't speculate why these mages brought the Holy Seal here and brought this ruin. ”

Magill looked up and took a big sip of wine, his face agitated. "Yes, we still don't know anything about this most critical issue. ”

Ulf kicked the mage next to him. "Hungry him for a day, and tomorrow night to continue the interrogation, I think it's almost over. ”

Stan tries to stop them, but Magill nods his head first. "So it was decided, it would be enough to feed him a little water during the day tomorrow, and when I thought that we would still be trapped here at dawn and could not do anything, I wanted to slaughter him. ”

Several people stopped talking, the branches in the fire crackled, sleep came to Stan, Magill and Ulf had returned, and he could sleep peacefully, but the worry about the next few days made him feel troubled. Although they still have few clues, Stan has a very ominous premonition that hits him and makes him feel a sense of despair.