The first carriage sank into the snow a few miles out of the city, and the contents had to be distributed to the knights who accompanied the escort.

And Lolana and her friends, and a second carriage to carry it.

Finally the wagon got bogged down in the snow, and they kept digging it out of the snow until it was finally cleared up by the snow.

After loading the food and spears on the horses, the knight and Lolana, Hubble and Wade moved on their feet for the rest of the journey.

It was the last aid to arrive from Palanzas. After the night's blizzard, Lolana and everyone knew that there would be no more supplies.

The road leading to the city of Palanzas is now completely closed.

Even with the strictest rations, the knights and foot soldiers had enough food to last a few more days. The Dragonlegion's stockpiles seem to last all winter.

The dragon slayer spears were unloaded from the tired horses and piled up in the square, following Derek's orders.

A handful of knights watched them curiously, and then left them alone. The spear looked clumsy and unsuitable.

When Lorana kindly offered to train the knights in the use of long grids, Derek scoffed at him.

Sir Alfred turned his head to look out the window, the campfires dotting the horizon.

Lorana turned to Stone to see if her worst fears had come true.

"Lorana," he gently squeezed her cold hand, "I don't think the Dragoons will go to great lengths to send out dragons.

If we can't open the supply lines, the tower will be lost because all the defenders inside will starve to death. ”

As a result, those dragon-slaying spears were placed in the square, forgotten by all, their shining silver tips obscured by the snow.

On the night after Stone was knighted, Hubble and Stone walked through the fortifications, discussing what had happened to them.

"A well filled with sterling silver is like a shining jewel, hidden in the depths of the Dragon Mountains," Ferlyn will describe in amazement. "Telos used the metal to forge the dragon slayer. ”

"I really want to—more than anything else—to see the Shuma Mausoleum,"

Stone said quietly. He looked at the firelight on the horizon and stopped, leaning against the ancient stone wall.

The glow of a fire from a nearby window shone faintly on his thin face.

"You will," said the dwarf. "When that's all over, we'll go back.

Wade drew a map—though not very useful—"

While muttering about Wade, Hubble carefully observed his old friend.

The knight's face was very ugly, mixed with melancholy, which was not uncommon for Stone.

But there was something different on his face, a calm look, not the calm that was calm, but the one with despair.

"We'll go together," he continued, trying to forget the hunger in his belly.

"You and Robert, and me. And the Kande, I think Calamon and Rodlis can also be added.

I never thought I'd miss that skinny mage, but now a mage might come in handy.

It's good that Calamon isn't here now, can you imagine the complaints we'll hear after he eats a few fewer meals?"

Stone smiled absentmindedly, his thoughts drifting far away.

When he spoke, it was clear that he had not heard a word of what the dwarf had said.

"Hubble," he began, "we just need a good day of weather to get the supply lines open."

When that day comes, promise me to take Lolana and Wade away. ”

"If you ask my opinion, we should all leave!"

"Bring the knight back to Paranthas, I bet the city can withstand the dragon's attack.

Its materials are made of fine stone, unlike this place! The dwarves looked critically at the towers built by humans. 'It's a lot easier for Paranthas to defend. ”

Span shook his head. "People won't allow it. They only think about their beautiful city. As long as they think there is a chance that they don't need to use force, they will never draw their swords.

No, we'll have to stay here. “

"You don't stand a chance," Hubble argued.

"No, we do," Stone replied. "If we can hold up until the supply lines are stabilized.

The defenders have enough manpower, which is why the dragon legion does not dare to act rashly-"

"There's another way," a voice said.

Stone and Hubble turned. The light of the torches shone on his weather-beaten face, and Stone's expression became serious.

"What's the solution, Sir Drake?" asked Stone in a suppressed tone of politeness.

"You and Swart both believe you've beaten me," Drake said completely ignoring Stone's question. His voice, as he looked at Shi, was filled with intense hatred.

"It's a pity you haven't! A single heroic deed will bring the Order back into my grasp. Drake held up his hand in chain mail, armor glowing in the firelight.

"You and Swart are finished!" he slowly clenched his fists.

"I thought we were fighting the dragonmen out there," Stone said.

"Stop that!" Drake growled. "Breitbrad, enjoy your knighthood. You've given enough.

What do you get in exchange for that elven woman's lies, to marry her, to make her respectable?"

"I can't duel you according to the knightly rules—but I don't need to listen to your casual insults, a brave and kind woman. Stone turned to leave.

"You dare to walk away from me!" Derek shouted and rushed forward, grabbing Stone by the shoulder.

Stone turned around angrily, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword. Drake also reached for his sword, and it seemed that both men had forgotten the knightly rules.

But Flynn stopped his friend with one hand. Stone took a deep breath and took his hand off the hilt of his sword.

"Say what you want, Drake!" Stone's voice trembled slightly.

"You're finished, BrightBraid. Tomorrow I will lead the knights into battle.

No more need to hide in this damn stone prison. Tomorrow night, my name will become an eternal legend!"

Hubble looked at Stone alertly, and the knight's face was bloodless. "Derek,"

Stone whispered, "You're crazy! There are thousands of enemies out there! they're going to cut you to pieces!"

"That's right, that's what you want to see, isn't it?" said Derek dismissively.

"You'll know tomorrow at dawn, Brightbrad. ”

That night, Wade was hungry and bored, and decided that the best way to pass the time was to look around.

There are plenty of places to hide things, Wade thought. It's one of the strangest buildings I've ever seen.

The Tower of the King of France is located to the west of the West Gate Pass, the only valley that passes through the Habakuk Mausoleum line that separates the eastern Solania and the Paranzas mountains.

Dragoons also knew that anyone wishing to circumvent this path would have to walk hundreds of miles, skirting mountains, deserts, or seas.

Ships that enter Palatine's Gate can easily become targets for pygmy flaming catapults.

The Tower of the Dharma King was built in the age of power. Hubble knew a lot about the buildings of this era;

The dwarves designed and built almost all the buildings during this era, but they did not design or build the tower.

In fact, Hubble was still wondering who had built the building, because he thought the guy was either drunk or insane.

The octagonal façade formed the external defense of the tower.

Each corner of the octagon has a turret above it. Fortifications were built between the two corners of the wall.

An octagonal interior wall forms the foundation of a series of towers, while also supporting the many arches that connect the main towers.

These designs are normal, but what puzzles the dwarves is that the building lacks an internal defense system.

Three large steel doors were set on the façade instead of one, the latter being a more reasonable design because the three doors required a lot of manpower to defend.

Each door connected to a long walkway that led to an iron gate, which led to a large hallway. These three final walkways all end up in the middle of the tower!

"It's nice to invite the enemy in for tea!" muttered the dwarf. "It's the dumbest way I've ever seen to build a fort. ”

No one walked into the tower. For the knights, it was inviolable.

The only person who could enter the tower was the King himself, and since there was no King now, none of the knights could walk through it, although they swore to defend it to the death.

Originally, the tower was only meant to guard the passage, not to block it. Later Paranzas built fortifications on the perimeter to block the passes.

The knights and foot soldiers lived in the camp that was built later. They didn't even think to go into the tower.

Except for Wade.

Driven by incomparable curiosity and hunger in their bellies, the Kanders made their way to the top of the outer wall.

The knight of the guard looked at his wallet vigilantly as he passed.

After he walked over, he became more slack. So Wade was able to slip down the stairs and run to the central square.

There are only all sorts of shadows underneath this. There were no lighted torches, no knights on the night watch.

A wide staircase leads to a massive iron gate. Wade walked up the stairs and looked curiously at the hallway behind the iron gates.

What's hidden in this building?

The Tower of the King is by no means as fragile as it seems, and it is a castle that has existed since ancient times.

The person responsible for building it was Shiloh Fisdal, a world-famous magician at the time.

Merlin had worked with him, and Rodrith had studied in his chancellor's mansion a thousand years earlier, and Shiloh was one of the most influential magicians of his time.

As his close disciple, Rodlis has obtained his true magic inheritance, and after thousands of years of washing, he has become more and more sophisticated and mature.

The legend of the pentagram and the six-pointed star will continue to be passed down with the passage of history.