"Urfa?" Sora looked at the clearing in front of him suspiciously, the light effects of magic flickering in the sky, but when it came into his eyes, it was as if it had hit a wall and was all bounced off. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the training ground for knights who refine magic, compared to the empty that has received a certain amount of training, Urfa's physical fitness is worse, fortunately his affinity for magic, but slightly better, by the evaluation given by Sharo, who is the best at magic in the moon and night realm, so when the air ran around the major training grounds, Urfa was brought here for intensive training, which was the most suitable training mode for him.

Urfa said that his brother didn't eat, and he wouldn't eat either, so he would come to pick him up after every training, and the two of them would go together to get today's meal.

They often huddled together in a no-man's corner to fill their stomachs, and the adults gathered in groups around the fire, and the two little children seemed to be unable to squeeze in, unable to imagine the cruelty of another battle described by the adults, nor to understand the strange jokes they occasionally used for amusement. The children should have formed a circle with the children, and the knights said that the two of them were like little wild dogs in this camp who depended on each other for warmth.

But today, he couldn't find that familiar shadow in the crowd, the only different, out-of-place small body in these huge people in iron armor.

"What about Urfa?" Sora grabbed the knight on the side, not thinking about whether such an act would only provoke others and be counterproductive, but just asked vigorously.

The knight didn't get angry or blame, nor did he respond kindly to his question, as if forcibly ignoring it, and continuing with his own business, Sora pulled his arm, and he directly dragged his empty body with his arm, riveting his strength.

Sora was thrown down, and he sat on the ground, and saw that gradually someone stopped and looked at him from afar, and someone was whispering.

"He's coming......"

"It's that kid......"

"Let's find another child......"

"Sure enough, it still came......

Blank and a little timid, he somehow became so sensitive at this time, he felt that he could see at a glance all the people who peeked at him, all the people who were talking to each other because of his arrival, and observed the way their lips were open and closed. Why did everyone face me with such a strange vibe?

Sora suddenly felt that the world he was in was stretched so long, except for the image of the surrounded camp, everyone stood in the same boundless world and on the ground, but everyone could be close together, he was the only thing different.

"Have any of you seen Urfa? don't you know him, he is, just about a kid like me, he should have come here every day to train with you all this time, he may not have been so skilled in using magic as you, he ......" Sora got up, and in the anxious aisle, he said as he turned in all directions, his pleading eyes and tone.

"Did anyone of you see him?" came back to him from all directions, all of them were indifference and avoidance for some reason. Sora suddenly remembered that when he was in the ruins, he was in the same situation, and he tried his best to call out to everyone around him, but no one answered him.

"Did any of you see my brother!?" he felt that something in his heart could not be suppressed, and he shouted loudly to the surroundings.

Whispering, whispering, dodging eyes, snowing, the wind is always cold......

Anyone can just watch him from a distance.

Anyone can silently listen to his words over and over again.

Anyone can not speak.

Sora felt that this world was so big, and there were so many people in this world, but everyone was disconnected from the surroundings, as if he was the only one living in this big and big world.

"Hey, the captain warned us not to ......" someone suddenly made a cowardly sound.

"Alright. Someone made a sneering voice.

Sora saw that the man was pointing in one direction, and the person who had tried to persuade him did not say a word and took a few steps back, and on the side of the speaker, more knights who had stopped what they were doing in their hands followed closely so that Sora could see where the knight was pointing. The men were like a bunch of twisted gears, one of which began to loosen and the others swayed together.

It was a pool of blood, splashed the size of a wheel, and had been cleaned up, but now it was just a dried red spot, and snowflakes kept falling on it, and it would only take a little more time for it to be covered under the snow, as if it never existed.

"Urfa's?" the empty heart hung as he looked at the people around him.

"Your brother was seen and picked up by Granny Sara passing by, and should be in the infirmary now," another voice came out impatiently, and the man spat hard, "Fuck me warn." ”

Sora quickly got up, and before he could fully stand up, he stumbled towards the door of the cultivation ground, he ran too fast, slipped in the icy place, and his butt hurt, but he bit his lip and got up faster.

"Hey!" he heard someone call out to him.

Sora turned around and saw someone looking at him again and outstretching out his hand, "The infirmary is over there." ”

He froze in place, and saw that the knights, who had only been silently looking at him from afar, approached one by one, and formed a group, as if they were forming a group to see him off, still silently not speaking, but their eyes did not dodge.

He thought again of the people who were like the walking dead in the ruined city, and of the people who found out that they could not relieve their hunger, and did not care about his presence leaving one by one.

"Thank you, thank you......" Empty trembled, trembling and muttered, and ran away.

So in this snowy barracks, countless teams of knights each went to their destination, performing their own tasks, the whole barracks are in an orderly operation, like a precision machine, but there is an incompatible small figure sometimes shuttles through the gaps of the various queues, running on the dirt road in the barracks, the knights will invariably look back at this running figure, after a short second will be ignored, in the end, a child running in the crowd, no matter where it is placed, should be a small and negligible thing, nothing can be affected。

"Hello Chief Knight!" someone stopped in the distance, and everyone passing by greeted him.

The man simply nodded in response to the passers-by, in this barracks, he was just a knight like everyone else, and he was the same as the knights who were the same.