Bunches of clear white flowers were laid out, and Jude sat down in front of the rock, staring into the distance in distraction.

"I can't stay in Lanlens ...... any longer," the boy muttered to himself, "the town is quiet, though there are still uninvited guests...... I'll be here for a while...... Spend the winter here. ”

Jude's words seemed fragmented, he didn't seem to have carefully organized the language, he didn't say a word, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

"The view of the snow-covered mountains at dusk...... It's a shame that I didn't get to see it after all. ”

"I thought that the mage was a mythical being that could transcend reality...... At the end of the day, I couldn't stop anything...... I can't change anything......" the boy sighed, "maybe that's the reality, but I didn't know it before." ”

"You look lost. ”

As if standing in the shadow of the boy, the dark shadow appeared beside him without warning, and his tone was as sincere as ever.

"Actually, that's not the case, you know in your own heart that if you save mana reasonably, if you don't use the pocket watch in advance to save those people...... Most of the time it won't end up like this. I'm not wrong, am I?"

"You've finally shown up again. At this point, what is the point of saying these words again? Mocking your past self gives you a sense of accomplishment, doesn't it?" Jude's response seemed weak, and he didn't even turn his head to look at Itinevone.

"I just want to cheer you up. Shadow pauses for a moment, then adds, "I'm sorry for what happened to Leia, and I'm sorry for that. ”

Hearing the other party's apology, the young man sighed again: "What's the use of you apologizing now." Aren't you the future me, and if you knew all this, why didn't you remind me earlier?"

"Maybe you don't know, I forcibly went back here, and there are many inconveniences in moving. Itinavone was reluctant to speak, as if trying to explain something complicated, "and, though one of your future possibilities, I am not exactly what happened to you, and our destiny has diverged at an earlier point...... You understand, right?"

This means that we have different lives. So, where did it deviate?"

"On the go. Until we left Lambertine, our experiences were the same. As for where, you should be able to think of it. "As if it had fulfilled its promises, this time Itinavner knew almost everything.

"There were so many choices on the previous trip that I don't have the time or mood to think about them now. The boy still didn't turn his head to look back at the shadow, "You're here to talk about this today, then you can go away, don't bother me at this time." ”

"Actually, I'm here with a request," Itinavone sounded hesitant, "and I hope you'll do me a favor." You'll say yes, after all, our interests are the same, you know, helping me is helping yourself. ”

"Familiar rhetoric, but now that I've released you, you're so powerful, what else do you need my help with?"

"I do need your help, Jude. I want you to come with me to Southwind Village to meet Linda. ”

"Now to see Linda? Why? I haven't fulfilled my three-year appointment with her. ”

"Admittedly," Itinavone seemed to consider the appropriate wording, "but there is one crucial thing at the moment. ”

"I'm not in the mood to go on a journey right now. The growing headache made the boy feel irritable, and he didn't plan to say anything more to the other party, "Whatever happens, let's go back and talk about it." ”

After Jude's refusal, Idineff was silent for a while, and finally became quite helpless: "Okay. I'll come back to you when you're in a better state of mind. ”

"Anyway, there's another thing that needs to be taken care of at the moment. See you later. With that, the shadow suddenly disappeared from its place, as if it had appeared before, without warning.

Without even looking back, the boy continued to stare into the distance in distraction after letting Itinavone leave.

Sitting silently, the cold winter wind blowing by his side, Jude still felt colder and colder even though he was wrapped in his coat.

There is no way to return to Lambertine, and now there is no one in this great world to whom he can confide. An indescribable feeling of depression and powerlessness came like a tide, and the young man sighed and lay on his back on the ground.

All kinds of inexplicable boredom haunted his heart, and the headache and dizziness became more and more intense, Jude's consciousness gradually blurred, and finally fell asleep in the cold.

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Viscount Monell Luttesis was sitting at the table meditating, and as lord of Ochadant, he knew his town well.

He knew what was here, and what was around him.

The earthquake in the Sko Plains displaced countless refugees, and the bandits in the mountains to the east, calling themselves the "Red Turban Brotherhood", were already a threat to Ochedant.

And now that the little Duke Norberis has convened a meeting of the lords of various places, he obviously can't help but go.

There was a gut instinct that told Viscount Luttesis that the bandits had been planning for a long time, and it was very likely that they would make a move in the near future.

This intuition comes from his many years of experience and experience, and most of the time it is always accurate.

In addition, to make matters worse, if the news of his departure from Ochedant leaks......

Monell always felt that the robbers had infiltrated the town, and even that there were their people in the manor.

The rain is coming, although for now everything seems to be very calm.

It's mostly the calm before the storm.

He was well aware of the size of the town's garrison, and after taking some of the guards with him, the town might not be able to defend itself against the bandits.

With this in mind, Viscount Luttesis had a general idea in mind, and he spread out a roll of parchment, picked up a quill and began to dip it in ink.

It was not long before the Viscount enveloped the letter, stamped it with the wax stamp of the Lottesis family, and then rang the butler's bell on the table.

"Send this letter to Bourne for me," Monell instructed old Varov, who had heard the news, "and send it at once, with the best pigeons." ”

"As you wish, my lord. ”

The old butler took the letter and was about to leave, but Viscount Luttesis motioned for him to stay first.

"In addition, inform the sheriff that the garrison will adjust its patrol shifts in the near future to concentrate its efforts on preventing robber attacks. ”

"One more thing, issue a bounty and recruit the adventurers in the town to deal with the bandits. After a quick consideration, Monell added, "A bounty on the leader of the Red Turban Brotherhood, any individual or team that can bring back Smocard's head will be rewarded with fifteen silver coins......

Wait, the bounty was changed to twenty silver coins, and they were invited to a gala dinner at the manor. ”

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