A light rain began to fall at dawn and continued to fall until dark. Lance looked up at the sky, the dry season was finally over, and Ashhearth was about to have a wonderful harvest season.

The rain fell on the grass and soon disappeared, and the red blood stains gradually faded. After dawn, the evil spellcaster and his minions are gone. However, no one proposed to open the door to the Ashhearth.

Drogba led a few brave teenagers down the rope to the grass, picked up the bones of several undead, and crawled back as fast as he could.

"I didn't expect that the Iron Hammer Mercenary Group in Xia Suo Town actually hid a three-ring spellcaster. "Beneath the dim candlelight, the white bones glow a faint blue light.

Drogba's face turned pale, and the night's killing left a shadow of death in the teenager's heart. He was one of the few lucky ones who didn't get hurt that night. The title of God of War Warrior gave him great prestige among teenagers.

Rommel was wounded, he was badly wounded, and his paralyzed lower body left him confined to bed.

Lance was also unable to move freely, and he called his son to his side: "You are a warrior personally selected by His Highness, and you must not live up to His Highness's vision at this moment." Discrediting the knights. ”

"Hasn't Your Highness woken up yet?"

Lance shook his head, the toxin of the Thorn of Death was not so easy to remove. Old Bill has left Ashfurnace Castle, and now the Saints of Hippo City are their only hope, but the whereabouts of the Saints are uncertain, and Old Bill may not be able to see people when he arrives in Hippo City.

Every family died in the square outside the Ashhearth, the rooms on the second floor of the Ashhearth were half empty, five knights died on the battlefield, and the families who had lost their hearts were forced to move down the second floor.

"Only knights can live on the second floor, this is the rule set by His Highness. Drogba is a staunch enforcer of this provision, "The families of the deceased will receive generous pensions." "Actually, there aren't many white breads left in Ashoven by this time.

Drogba couldn't wait to move out of his father's house, because he broke through, and after that great battle, the boy became the Bronze Horseman, and he was already qualified to live on the second floor of Ashfurnace.

After the Wine Festival, the landscape of Ashoven changed completely. It turned out that almost half of the population of Ashfurnace had lost that night, and many of the slaves Merlin had brought back from Hibo City had not been enthusiastic about feasting, and many of them had chosen to return to Ashfurnace after eating.

The slaves were soon divided into women led by Yelena and craftsmen led by Monroe. The other wave was the Fork-led Fishermen who had come to Ashfurnace from Hippo.

A week later, Old Bill hadn't returned. However, he brought back a letter from Hippo, and with the letter arrived in the Valley of the Ashhearth was Sister Vivien of the Abbey of Michel. She accepted the construction of the monastery of Ashhearth.

After visiting Reims, she returned to the convent site, and since then almost no one has ever visited the Ashhearth, and of course only the fishermen have felt the small changes, for the cooks no longer come to the Ashhearth market to buy fish.

The Ashhearth Castle that had lost Merlin was like losing its soul, and the grieving people were busy with their own work with their heads bowed, without laughter, and the rain washed over the quiet castle. Lance finally got up from his bed, and he climbed up to the third floor on crutches.

"Your Highness still hasn't woken up?"

Sula shook her head, and Merlin, who was lying on the bed, seemed to be asleep, breathing steadily.

On the first floor of the Ashfurnace, Leah carefully helped Rommel to his feet. He gradually gained sensation in his lower limbs, and was now barely able to stand up, but not for too long a day. If it's a little longer, I feel an inexplicable soreness.

Drogba is now the Bronze Horseman of Ashhearth and has his own room. Rommel couldn't be idle at the thought of this. I want to exercise when I have time.

"Don't worry, you're going to be a knight?" Leah's maternal glow shrouded the depressed boy, "When Parker was your age, he didn't have the strength you have now." ”

"Your Highness still hasn't woken up?"

"No, I just went to see it yesterday, and it's still the same, like falling asleep. The worry on Leah's face grew as a knock sounded outside the door.

Leah helped Rommel to sit down before opening the door and welcoming Drogba outside.

"My friend, I wish you were getting better soon. Drogba hugged his friend, "I'm so busy right now, I wish someone could help me?"

Drogba put the fresh fish in his hand into Leah's hands, "The slaves that His Highness brought back from Hibo City are getting more and more excessive, even if they don't work, they still dislike the food in Ashhearth is too poor." ”

"It's much better now than before, they haven't suffered. Rommel chimed in.

"Who's to say it isn't, I'm going to teach these people a lesson. These moths who don't work will be honest after a few hungry meals. Drogba said with a gloomy face.

"Ashhearth can't really be food short, right?" asked Leah.

"No, how can it?" said Drogba, "besides, no one's bread will be missing yours." ”

Drogba went to Rommel's house more and more often, and fresh fish, fruits and vegetables were always sent in. Even the most stupid person in Rommel sensed that something was unusual, and in the past, Drogba was not so kind. The food in the Ashfurnace Fort is not enough, and he still sends courtesy here, which must have a plan.

On this day, after dinner, Leah lit a candle at Rommel's table as usual, and Merlin's guards were accustomed to studying every day. "What did he tell you?"

"Nothing?" Leah's hand shook, and the candle that had just been lit went out again, and Leah's face was flushed with shame, and no one could see it in the darkness.

"I heard that guy gets a dancer from the Desert Nation to dance in his room every night?"

"Yes, his room is separated from Mistress Reims' room in a long hallway, so Mistress Reims can't hear anything at night. However, the people who lived downstairs from him could hear it clearly, and they had to make noise until late every night. ”

"This guy, when His Highness wakes up, he will definitely skin him. ”

"Aren't all nobles like that?"

"His Highness Merlin is different, he never does such a thing!"

"Is it because Merlin doesn't do such a thing that he is exiled, and does anyone want him dead?"

Rommel didn't know how to answer this question, and he thought that when His Highness woke up, he would have to ask him carefully.