It was late at night, and Magill was still sitting in the corner drinking alone, and the guests at the other table were driven back by John, and even the maids were resting, and now there was no one else in the tavern but him and Stan, who was snoring. The dawn was getting closer and closer, and John was nowhere to be seen, but Magill was not worried, and he was very relieved about this old friend.

Slow footsteps came from the old wooden staircase, and Nellfi walked slowly down the handrail, standing on the stairs in surprise when she saw Magill, the only one in the tavern with his head up.

Magill was not at all restrained, and greeted her with a big grin. "We meet again, Miss Mage. ”

"Horse ...... Magill, why are you here? and...... Where is this?" Nerfi just stood on the stairs, staring blankly at the Captain Knight.

"Come and sit down, I know you don't think well of me, but that doesn't stop you from getting something to eat, I know you must be hungry. Magill held up his hand and held out his palm to the chair next to Stan.

Nerfi then walked down the stairs and sat down wriggling. "You know Magir I'm not targeting you, I'm just ...... Not very used to the way you speak. ”

"Haha, I know, I understand, of course you pampered eldest ladies can't stand a rough person like me. Magir was still the same, ignoring Nerfi's furrowed brows.

Nerfi looked worriedly at Stan, who was lying on the table, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Magill preempted him. "I think Stan is so tired enough, do you know some damn magic to get him back a little?"

Nerfi glanced at Magill, didn't bother to pay attention to him, and simply went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

There was not a single cloud in the blue sky, only the tender green grassland as far as the eye could see, Stan leisurely wandering along a path between the grasslands, the breeze blowing, with the fragrance of blades of grass, he had not been so relaxed in a long time.

He didn't know where he was or where he was going, as if all his troubles were gone with the wind, he just walked along the path, letting it take him far away.

Suddenly, the sky was cloudy, the sky darkened, and the surrounding green withered for a moment, and then the withered yellow grass sank into the dirt and turned into a part of the dirt. Stan looks at everything around him in shock, but he can't do anything about it, and the trail disappears in front of him, and he has no way back, surrounded by sparse mud.

A black hollow appeared in the air, and swirls rolled in it, as if ready to swallow everything in this world, and an unfamiliar male voice came from it. "Knight, do you still think you can save Cumberland, look at the fate of Thune, and the Dorne you pinned your hopes on, do you still have faith in your heart?"

Stan stares at the vortex alertly, and his left hand subconsciously touches his waist, but it doesn't touch the obsidian sword. Hell, it must have been lost in the plane of light.

The voice sounded again, this time with a hint of disdain. "How does it feel to be in the plane of light, I didn't expect you to be able to escape, my power has extended there, and the light in this world is about to be controlled by me. ”

"Impossible, the light will defeat the darkness, who are you?" Stan has no weapon in his hand, but still doesn't flinch.

"Can't you guess who I am? Who else in this world can touch the plane of light? Who else will enter people's dreams?" said smugness.

"Why are you here?" Stan was no longer as calm as he used to be. "Is this my dream? You're in my dream!"

"That's right, just like Ness, her dreams are already in ruins. ”

"You monster, stay away from Ness!" Stan picks up a piece of dirt from the ground and throws it at the black vortex, which silently swallows up the vortex as if it never existed.

"You'd better keep an eye on yourself first, are you going to Gaiman?do you think the lord of Gaiman will listen to your advice?, don't you think that Clerro will do the same thing as Tannell?" said in a voice that remained unhurried.

Stan has run out of patience. "No, Tanner was just blinded by you, he will wake up, the lord of Cumberland will not be deceived by you!"

"Really? Then we'll see. The sound faded away, and the black swirls slowly became smaller. "No one can resist my strength, and if I promise a small favor, they will obey me, and so will you, knight, and sooner or later you will be in my pocket. ”

"Shut up, you Lord of Darkness, don't try to shake my resolve!" Stan ran towards the black maelstrom, raising his hard fist and slamming it into the maelstrom, only to pounce on it. "Stop!

The surroundings abruptly changed again, and the sky quickly plunged into darkness, and the mud under his feet crept up Stan's feet, covering his chest, neck, and then entire head in a matter of seconds. Stan is plunged into darkness, darker than ink, he feels like he can't breathe, all his pores are clogged, and the mud burrows into his eyes and nose, and he almost suffocates.

"No!" Stan screamed as he straightened up from the table, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his chest heaving violently as he breathed heavily.

"What's wrong Stan? What's wrong with you?" Nerfi's voice seemed to come from far away, becoming clearer.

Stan steadied his breath and wiped his sweat-soaked eyes. The yellow light caught his eye, the smell of bread and ale poured into his nose, and in addition to the fragrance of the girl, Nerfi's concerned face appeared before him. "I had a nightmare, Nerfi, and he appeared in my dream. ”

"Who, is it ......" Nerfi had already guessed the answer, but was reluctant to say it.

"That's right, it's him. Stan lifts his hand and uses his sleeve to wipe the beads of sweat off his forehead.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but it looks like we're about to go, so you'd better prepare. Magir looked at the two of them suspiciously, and then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Could it be that Stan dreamed of a rival? Nerfi, you can't do that, Stan is so loyal to you. ”

Nerfi glared at the Knights, and Stan was confident that if they weren't still in Dorne, Nalfi would have blown the tavern to the ground. "You're alright, Nerfi, you've fainted in the Light Plane. ”

"I'm fine, but as I said, the Gate of Light is extremely draining, and with the accident in the Light Plane, I'm running out of mental power now, and I'm afraid I won't be able to cast any more magic until we leave Dorne. Nerfi shook her head helplessly.

"It's okay, as long as you're okay. Stan finally relents. "Leave it to me, we'll be able to leave Dorne safely. ”

"Well, I trust you, Stan. Nerfi looks at Stan earnestly, and the two eyes meet, and Stan almost melts into the girl's attentive gaze.

"Ahem, you seem to have forgotten that there's another person. Magill raised his glass again. "You can't get out of here without me, oh, yes, and John, you don't want to leave Dorne without the two of us, and you can't even get close to the gates. ”

Seemingly dissatisfied with the moment when Magil broke himself and Stan to make eye contact, Nerfi turned around and walked briskly to the second floor. Stan smiled helplessly and sat back in his chair, raising his glass and drinking it down.