The next day, at dawn, I found Jamila, who was having morning tea with Andy, with a bite of jam bread in front of her, with tiny tooth marks.

I said, "I've figured it out, now that Peter and Roar are both injured, and I'm going to have to get a doctor for the dryer, I'm going to have to go myself." ”

Jamila whispered, "You're going alone, you're crazy, and the Nest is about to go to war, and Andy won't let you go." ”

I said, "It doesn't matter if the car fights, it's easy for me to get in alone." As for whether Andy will let me go or not, won't I have to kill him?"

I spoke loudly, and Andy could clearly hear it. His eyebrows furrowed, and the look in his eyes staring at me unconsciously revealed majesty. I said, "Stare at me, stare at me and gouge out your eyeballs." ”

It could be seen that Andy was very angry, but he still said as gentlemanly as possible: "Miss Jamila, although I can tolerate your servant being so disrespectful in front of my eyes, I think you had better discipline him, otherwise he will develop a habit and treat other nobles like this, and he will be easily killed." ”

I pulled out my father's giant sword with my backhand: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, I'll kill you here." Jami stretched out his hand to pull me, but he couldn't. Andy's pupils immediately narrowed, and he gracefully pulled out the handguard sword at his waist and said coldly, "Miss Jamila, I will take care of your servant for you today." As he said this, a green glow rose from his body.

When I left the Wikivanguard's camp, Andy was strapped to a chair with my stinky socks in his mouth. My heart is very happy. At first, I was a little nervous, but as the old tree root did last night, Andy was easily tripped and fell to the ground by me, and I retaliated with a sword on his ass, and the feeling was indescribable. As I left the camp, Jamila said to me secretly, "Go with confidence, I am here to say that you have disobeyed my orders for the sake of brotherly righteousness." We're not going to leave until you take the doctor out of the car and bring him here. I nodded.

So in the evening, I walked to a small village less than ten miles away from the nest, and I don't know if it was because of the war or because there was a dark ** regiment, which had been burned to the ground.

I lay in the middle of a ruin, with my head resting on the charcoal-burned beam, and I had a strange dream, in which there was always a woman running in front of me, and I chased after me, but I couldn't catch up, and I seemed to see carefully who the woman in front of me was. The shadow was constantly changing, one moment it was Jamila, the next it was Elia, the next it was Melva, and I tried to look closely, but I found that the shadow was gone. I subconsciously knew that she was going very far ahead, so I flew faster, and when I was too late to catch up, she turned around, and I suddenly saw her face, it was Shirley!

In an instant, all the scenery around me suddenly changed, from the previous green mountains and green waters to a chaotic color, as if I had suddenly fallen into hell.

I woke up in a cold sweat.

Why do you have such dreams? I haven't had such dreams in five years!

The horizon was already faintly white, and the dew on the tips of the grass was crystal clear. I think back to five years ago, when my thoughts were rushing wildly.

At this moment, I faintly heard the distant sound of horses' hooves wafting from the night when it was as quiet as water. At first the voice was ethereal, hallucinating, but soon it became solid and quickly clear.

I immediately came to my senses, took my father's greatsword and hid deep into the ruins.

Soon, a few dim figures appeared from the faint light of the sky, a total of seven people, and walked into the village that was burned to the white ground.

A young man's voice suddenly said: "Commander, you said that the nest car will soon have a heavy treasure born, we are traveling day and night, and we are about to feel it, and you refuse to tell us what kind of heavy treasure it is?"

Another middle-aged man with a hoarse voice took over the conversation: "Dragon, if the regiment commander doesn't say it, there is naturally a reason, you obediently obey the order!"

The young man said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I won't ask the general line...... It's really boring, I thought I could have some interesting teammates on a different team, but it turned out to be a lot of rules. Harry, you're an old man, you're the best under the regimental commander, right?"

The middle-aged man was obviously a little annoyed and snorted.

Suddenly a strange voice sounded, it was a man's voice that I couldn't tell whether it was leisurely or nervous, thick or sharp, young or old, distant or close, and it was the first time I had heard such a strange voice, and it seemed that such a voice should not exist in the world at all.

He said, "You two, shut up. When the time comes, I will tell you! Now, let me sleep first!" As soon as he finished speaking, all the voices disappeared, as if all of them had such a realization, and made a quiet environment for him to rest.

I suddenly got nervous and blinked.

In the hazy night, an incomparably bright light suddenly burst out, and the ruins where I was hiding were destroyed in an instant by a fierce aura, and flew apart, and a light full of infinite tragic aura appeared in front of my eyes. I subconsciously used a move to sweep through the thousands of armies, and there was no room for a moment, and this ray of light was deflected.

Although I was out of the way, I was still so shocked by the power contained in this light that I could barely hold my sword. This light is a sword light, from a young man's hand of the long knife, this long knife style is very strange, not the standard of any country on the continent of Calradia, but a bit of oriental flavor, narrow and slender but straight blade, to the tip of the knife in a slight arc upward. There is a cloud carved in the guard.

Suddenly, the strange voice sounded again: "Dragon, stop!"

The young man named Long immediately stopped obediently and slowly withdrew his long knife into its sheath.

A strange voice asked, "You're not from the Dark Order?"

I quickly shook my head.

A strange voice said: "I can also see that your kung fu has the flavor of the East, and the Dark Order has always had a gap with the Easterners. ”

I don't know how to interface.

A strange voice said, "Since you are not a member of the Dark Order, then you are friends and enemies with us, today is a misunderstanding, nothing." ”

When the man named Long heard this, he jumped up: "Misunderstanding? A misunderstanding is over? He was able to catch my sword just now, how can he do it if he doesn't pick one alone?" As he spoke, the dragon turned to me: "Draw your sword, uncle, since you have taken my sword, then our duel today must have a result!"

I still didn't know, but I understood a little, and I said, "Who's going to fight you early in the morning, are you bored? I'm going to have to go in the morning......

The dragon's face immediately flushed, and his hand pressed against the hilt of the knife again.

A strange voice suddenly sounded: "Dragon, stop for a while, let me have a good rest!"

The dragon slanted at me viciously. Not to be outdone, I glared back. The dragon suddenly said, "Since you won't draw your sword, how about we have a fingertip duel?"

I said, "What a fingertip duel, you're so bored!"

The dragon stretched out his hand and said, "This is the duel...... He stretched out his left hand and made a gesture of cutting things, but his right hand clenched into a fist and slammed his left hand. "In this way, the hammer in the right hand wins, because the hammer gram scissors. But the scissors are cloth, and the cloth can be used to control the hammer, so the cycle is unpredictable...... Hey, did you listen to me......"

I didn't bother to pay attention to this man, and fell asleep with my father's giant sword on my pillow. But I was not fully asleep, and I was still a little awake and wary of the passenger, and I could feel the strange voice watching out of me, until I was completely asleep, and a mysterious aura withdrew from me.

By daybreak, the group had vanished, as if they had never appeared, not even a trace of which had been left. It was all like a dream.

But I knew it wasn't a dream, because the dragon's sudden murderous sword last night still gave me goosebumps when I think about it now.

I took a few breaths of fresh morning air, did a set of radio gymnastics, and started my day.

Today I'm going to drive another ten miles, and then find a way to get into the nest car. In normal times, the gates would be opened at nine o'clock in the morning, but now that the two countries are at war, the gates may not be so easy to open. I was planning a way to get into the city, and suddenly I found something, and at this moment I was immediately sure that last night must not have been a dream!

Because my horse was tethered to a broken beam was gone.

It wasn't the horse that broke free on its own, for I saw that the reins of the horse were still properly tied to the beam. It was a knife that cut the reins of my horse and stole it.

I suddenly had a feeling of rage, this wasn't the first horse I had lost!

When I was fourteen years old, I had my first foal, which Master himself tamed for me, and I was so excited that I rode it to the village on the first day to show off, only to turn around and disappear when I went home to drink water.

At the age of eighteen, I bought a second horse with the bounty I earned from hunting down fugitives, and it was my first horse that was truly mine, and I was triumphant. But three months later, I had a drink in a bar on the streets of Zhivadin, came out and disappeared.

When I was twenty years old, I had my third horse, and it was at that time that I had to get a riding license to ride in Calradia. So I went to sign up for the test, and when I came out, I couldn't find my horse.

Since then, I have never bought myself a horse, I joined the army of Swadia, and later I was discharged as a mercenary, and my horses were stolen or rented. Since then, I haven't lost a horse.

But today, my horse was lost again.

Damn, those guys from yesterday, I thought they were some kind of mysterious knights, but they turned out to be horse thieves.

I immediately wanted to catch up and snatch the horse back. I even think these guys did all the horses I lost before.

In the morning light, I vaguely saw a line of words engraved on the half-collapsed beam with a sharp long knife: "Uncle who drew my sword, if you want to return your horse, come to the nest and fight me, on the tip of the knife or on the tip of your fingers!"

Without horses, even if it was only ten miles, I walked for nearly two hours, and at about nine o'clock in the morning, I saw the gate of the Woche Ze.

The last time I came, the gate of Wocheze was still magnificent and solemn, showing the majesty of a bustling city near the sea. But when I came this time, I only saw the chaotic refugees helping the old and the young, surrounded by the city gate, full of waste paper, fruit peels, and excrement, at first glance I thought that the siege of Vikia had begun.

But the gates were still shut.

I casually pulled an old man by the hand and asked, "Why is this car closed, don't they claim that the sky falls and the door does not close?"

The old man looked me up and down: "Who said the door is closed, you take a closer look." ”

When I looked closely, I saw a young woman with a good look walking up to the doorman and whispering a few words, and the doorman opened the small door and led her in.

I said, "Is this the legendary back door?"

The old man nodded and said regretfully: "It's a pity that the price of opening the back door is too high, I don't have any money, and I don't have a daughter at home, otherwise I can go in." ”

I became depressed, I had no money, and the last time I left Djanda, I had only a thousand dinars left on me, and I still haven't left much. If Melva had been here, maybe they would have been able to find a way to get in, but now that Melva and the others had gone to Riva Chaze.

I was at a loss for a while.

Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure appear at the head of the city, and I was about to blurt out a name that was so familiar that I was about to blurt it out. I hurriedly took a few steps closer to see better. The guards under the city gate immediately raised their shields nervously.

When I finally saw the man clearly, I waved my hand in joy, and shouted, "Sakya, Sakya, you boy, let them let me in!"

Yes, that guy is none other than the Saga of the Vivia Grasse, the guy I rescued from the bandits last time.

The Sakya at the head of the city heard my cry, and he leaned against the wall and looked at me carefully, and suddenly realized. He waved at the doorman, and I was let in.

This kid seems to have been mixing well lately, and several officers in the city have been polite to him, and when I came up, he took my hand first.

"This is my benefactor, and my brother, the famous old G, if it wasn't for him last time, I would have been killed a long time ago!" Sakya shook hands as he introduced me to several officers around him.

One of the officers at the head immediately said: "The benefactor of the Sakya prince is the benefactor of our woche rule, without this son's righteous help at that time, our woche would not have developed so rapidly!"

Immediately, a few people next to him catered to me: "Old Master G has made outstanding contributions to the development of my nest car!"

"The nest car can have today's old G, and the big man is indispensable!"

"Old G, like Sakya Prince, is the eternal Buddha of our woche rule!"

"The nest car can be said to have been built by Sakya and Old G with hard work, brick by brick!"

"Sakya Prince, Old G-sama, we love you!"

Sakya waved his hand, and the officers immediately fell silent.

I said, "Dude, I remember you weren't from the Glasco family in Vecchia, and now that Vekia and Nord are at war, why don't you seem to be in the womb and not affected in any way?"

Sakya said with a smile: "Our Glasco family is not only limited to the country of Vekia, our family's power is much greater than that of Vekia, even Nord has the children of our Glasco family, it is not hindered." What's more, the business of our Glasco family is not only in Calradia, but also in the distant provinces of Skyrim and Chenfeng, and this little war is far from making an impact. ”

I nodded admiringly.

Sakya asked: "Brother, you have made such a name for yourself recently, and when you come to the nest, you won't talk to my brother first, and you will be picked up and dusted!"

I said, "We're brothers, so let's not talk nonsense." Washing dust or something is free, and I came to the nest car to find someone. One of my men was seriously injured and is now unconscious, and I have come to your recluse doctor in Wocheze for help, and the doctor is called ...... Uh, what's it called?" I suddenly remembered that Jamila hadn't told me the doctor's name.

Sakya barely thought about it, and said, "I see, you must be looking for Dr. James, who is the most famous surgeon in Wocheze." ”

I said, "yes, yes, maybe this is this James." ”

Sakya said, "But it's a misfortune that you're here, James isn't here now. ”