"Then again, was I really dreaming?" I rubbed my aching temples and looked at the unicorn with a frown. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The unicorn looked back at me and nodded innocently.

Just now, I seemed to have had a very real, but very absurd dream, that I had actually dreamed that I had seen Medius, the Lord God of Flame worshipped by the Order, and I actually dreamed that he was hiding under that bottomless sinkhole, and the unicorn jumped with me, and then I saw him.

How could it be that Medius was just a legend from a long, long time ago, just a totem on which the Order depended, how could it really exist in the world?

But why did I think the dream was so real, as if I had actually met him, and I could even recall the hot, rough touch of his rough hand on my face.

He seemed to say something to me, but I couldn't remember anything.

Forget it, maybe it's because I'm too tired during this time, and I've suffered at the hands of Gaang, so I'm having a nightmare.

I calmed down, looked at the glittering crystal ball on the unicorn's back, and said, "Let's go, let's go to Tispordin!"

The unicorn kicked and looked back at me.

“...... "I looked to the left and right in confusion, and the sky was now starry, and by the bright light of the stars I quickly recognized the smoking ruins ahead, the scattered antlers and shards of the horses, and the small low slope in the distance, which I remembered vividly.

But what about Gaon? What about the Knights of the Holy Sword?

I carefully unleashed the night stalker and rode slowly forward on the unicorn, holding Anduriel tightly in my hand. 、

But it was true that there was no one left, and this Tespordine was as it had been when Shirley had brought me, in ruins and dead silence.

The night owl flew back, and from its memory, I could not see any sign of the presence of the army, but there were a dozen people hiding behind the grass, rocks, and low slopes nearby, but they didn't look like troops at all.

I frowned, and pulled out a trace of my soul from the crystal ball, turning into dragon power.

"Dragon's roar, the sound of the army!"

The pale cyan sound wave spread out in all directions like a tide, and in just a moment, the surrounding guys who were hiding were hit by the dragon's roar, stumbling out of the hiding place, and only after a few steps did they fall to the ground with their feet limp, their eyes glazed and gasping for air by instinct.

I walked up to one of the young men closest to me, with a trace of blood running from his nostrils and ears, and I picked him up and poured a trace of dragon power into his body, calming his scurrying blood.

"Say, who are you?" I asked as I waited until his gaze had regained some clarity a little, and then put Anduriel around his neck.

But before I could get an answer, a memory came into my mind strangely along the black smoke of Anduriel's sword.

He was a villager born in Tezburdine and was told from the moment of his birth that his life would be in the service of His Majesty the great King Harlaus, herding horses for him, and serving him!

At the age of sixteen, along with his elder brother, he was drafted into the army, replenished into the reserve as a recruit, and then was thrust to the front by the one-eyed officer in the bloody battle against Ameraburg.

It was the first time he had killed someone, and his spear had pierced into the stomach of a bleeding Sergeant Rhodok with a severed arm, and he instinctively twisted it, ending the sergeant's life once and for all. As a Swadia, he still has a talent for fighting.

Therefore, he left the reserves, and as a Swadia light infantryman, he was transferred to the main battle unit sequence of the front, while his cowardly brother, because he could not bear to kill, took up arms and relented, and remained in the reserve all the time.

He is ashamed to have such an older brother, and has always been ashamed to tell people that when they usually meet, they just raise their heads arrogantly and pass by, and they don't greet them.

The brother who has low self-esteem and is cowardly is also embarrassed to talk to him.

A few years later, he and his brother's unit moved to the front to meet the invading Rhodoks, only to be ambushed by Rhodok reinforcements in the mountains a dozen miles away from Palaubun.

One by one, his comrades-in-arms around him were harvested like straw by the strong crossbows of the Rhodoks, and he felt frightened, panicked, and hysterical, and he was still afraid of death.

When he came to his senses, Swadian reinforcements had repelled the Rhodok ambush, and he realized that his cowardly brother had snatched a meteor hammer from somewhere, guarded him and killed five Rhodok spearmen by himself.

What kind of fierce battle was it, and the only thing my brother, who didn't have much fighting talent, could do, was to smash the opponent's head with a heavy meteor hammer while the opponent's spear pierced his body. So, in the end, his brother had five broken spears stuck in his body, but his body was still standing.

It's like a mountain!

And he, that is, hid behind this mountain, holding his head and crying, paralyzed as mud.

Then, after retiring from the army, he was repatriated to Tishpordin, and in the distance, he saw his village in ruins, and a man on a strange warhorse carried a sword, slowly walking through the village......

When I opened my eyes, the young man was already in tears, and all his strength seemed to be gone, and he was paralyzed and half-sat on the ground, whimpering.

I let go of him and carried Anduriel towards another middle-aged man who was struggling on the ground......

I shook my head until I came out of the memory of the last person, they didn't know anything about the Knights of the Holy Sword.

They were either shepherds from nearby villages, or villagers who had left from Tispordin, and by the time they returned, the Knights of the Holy Sword had long since left.

The eastern sky was already bright, and it was almost dawn.

I sat back on the unicorn's back, intending to return to Tosdel, the station of the Guard. Suddenly, the night owl let out a long whistle and flapped its wings.

Almost at the same time, a falcon swooped down from the sky like lightning, and when it was three or four meters above my head, it suddenly flapped its wings and came to a slow but steady stop on my shoulder. On its legs, a letterhead was strapped to it, and a line of logos was engraved in Arabic letters, and I guessed it, although I didn't know what it was.

The Eagle of Allah!

The Eagle of Allah led by Fatima, they contacted me through the Falcon!

I removed the letter from the falcon's leg, but the parchment note inside was written in Calradian I could read, to the effect that there had been a change in the political situation in the Swadian Empire, that Prince James had besieged the Knights of the Holy Sword with fifteen thousand palace guards, that Gaon had been recalled to Uxhall, and that all the nobles and ministers in Uxhall had taken the opportunity to execute him for unauthorized trooping.

At the end of the letter, it was written that they were very saddened to learn of Fatima's death, and that they would send a new person in charge to contact me shortly.

I slowly lit a fire and burned the note to ashes. It is impossible for Gaon to be executed, although the Holy Sword Knights have now decided to fight half of Calradia, but they are not completely controlled, at least we have not been dealt with yet, so there is still the possibility of recurrence of the battle, and on the Uxhall side, no one can control the battle except for Gaon. Harlaus also saw this clearly, so he would never be stupid enough to kill Gaon, which would only turn the situation that had already turned around, and maybe cause a mutiny.

As for Prince James and the fifteen thousand palace guards, they are not in Tispordine now, but must have found another place to station. From this you can see the gap between him and Gaang. No matter how much Tespartine is burned to the ground, his status as an important supply depot between Uxhall and Parabun will not change - it will be burned and rebuilt - now that Biglen has been recovered by Michod and Tuyas, Tishpordin will be able to rely on Tishpartine if it is also in the hands of the Swadians. The Biglen line was just the right distance to establish a line of defense to protect the Uxhall area, and it could attack Paravon if it advanced, and it could defend Uxhall if it retreated, and it could also unconsciously deter my Fourth Army by the way, but now Prince James's change to Gaon has destroyed this good situation at once. Whether it is stationed in Ilindaha, which is adjacent to Uxhall, or attacking Tosdel, due to the problem of supply lines, it will not be able to form an echo and gain a foothold with Biglen, and it can only be defeated in the end.

I suppose the prince must have been trying to show that he was different from Gaon, but alas, all he showed was his ignorance.

As for the head of the new Allah Eagle...... I wish I was someone who knew about Fatima's past, so that they could talk to me about her. It was only seven or eight o'clock in the morning when I returned to Tosdel, and before I could return, Tydamir had already sent three more troops to attack the three outposts in the vicinity. Seeing me return, Tedamir bowed respectfully.

"General, you're back!" he said.

I immediately felt a little uncomfortable, I frowned, and said, "Why are you so serious? This is not our Fourth Legion's style at all." ”

Tedamir scratched his head embarrassedly: "That, I don't know what's going on, as soon as I see the general today, you have a feeling that you want to bow to the ground, hehe." ”

I chuckled, waved my hand hurriedly, and approached my own tent.

I didn't sleep all night yesterday, and now I'm really sleepy, and, as Tedamir said just now, the feeling of wanting to worship on the ground......

"Emmons!" suddenly opened the curtain of the tent door, and in came Tello, who was carrying a wooden saucer with a spoon on it, and walked in in a hurry.

But as soon as he saw me, he was suddenly stunned, and there was a confused look in his eyes: "You...... Are you Emmons?"

I immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and I don't know why. I got out of my sleeping bag and scurried over to the wooden bowl of water to take a closer look.

The me in the reflection is still familiar to me, but there seems to be some slight changes, as if the nose is higher and the eyes are bigger, but it is not real, it seems to be an illusion.

"What's wrong with me?" I said, looking back at Tello.

Tello looked at me very seriously for a long time, and finally shook his head and said, "I don't know, from the outside, you still seem to be you, but I feel that your aura seems to have changed a lot, and I can't say what the specific changes are." ”

I suddenly felt furious, and looked outside the tent, there were about 200 brothers left behind, all of them my immediate personal guards, who were practicing on the grass in front of me at the moment, and they didn't look over. I closed the curtain and looked at Tello very seriously: "I have something to tell you, yesterday, I had a very strange dream...... So and so ......"

"You said you dreamed of Medius?!" Tello exclaimed, "You still think it's possessing you?"

I nodded seriously: "That's right, the dream yesterday was too real, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was not a dream, although there was nothing abnormal about my body, but I still felt obedient." This morning Tedamir said that when he saw me, he felt the urge to bow to the ground, and you said that I seemed to be a completely different person, and I felt even more wrong. ”

Tello stared at me with wide eyes, and then, suddenly, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Ah, hey, I'm serious!" I was a little annoyed.