"Don't do anything stupid, brother. He said softly. "Don't come closer. ”

Calamon hesitated.

"Stop him, Calamon!" said Robert, firmly. "He won't hurt you. ”

"Tell them, Calamon," said Rodrith hoarsely.

The mage didn't look at his brother squarely, his pupils dilated, flashing with a dangerous golden light.

"Tell Robert what I'm going to do. You'll remember. I haven't forgotten either.

Every time we see each other, we remember, dear brother, don't we?"

"What is he talking about?" Robert asked, not very focused.

If he can distract Rodlis...... Pounce on him......

The blood on Calamon's face suddenly disappeared. "The Tower of the Void Master......" he said with a gritted mouth.

"But we can't talk about it!" said Passarian—"

"It's okay," Rodrith interrupted him hoarsely. "Even Pasarian can't help me now.

As long as I get my power, even the great Pasarian will not be able to face me!

But that's none of your business. That's what it has to do with you. ”

Rodrith took a deep breath and told the secret, his strange eyes still fixed on his brother.

Robert listened absentmindedly, his heart almost beating out of his chest.

With just one punch, the emaciated mage will fall...... But Robert found himself, attracted by Rodlis's hoarse voice.

Involuntarily stopped to listen, as if he too had been bewitched by the spell of Rodlis.

"The final trial in the Tower of the Void Master, Robert, is to pit me against myself.

I failed. I killed him, Robert.

I killed my own brother," Rodlis's voice was extremely calm. "At least I think it's Karamon. The mage shrugged. "Later I found out that it was an illusion, and how jealous and resentful they were in order to let me know my heart.

They hope that by doing so, they will be able to drive away the darkness from my heart. But what I've really learned is that the power of my self-control isn't enough.

However, because this is not really part of the test, my failure is not counted in the test - only for one person. “

"I watched him kill me!" Kara cried out in a demon, "they forced me to watch so I could get to know him!"

The big man grabbed his face with both hands, and his whole body trembled. "I understand!" he said, sobbing.

"I'll understand then! I'm sorry, little brother, don't go alone—you're too weak! you need me—"

"Not anymore, Calamon," Rodrith sighed softly. "I don't need you anymore!"

Robert looked at the two men and felt a pang of sick to his stomach. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, even Rodlis shouldn't be able to do it!

"Calamon, do something to stop him!" he said rudely.

"Don't let him come near me, Robert," said Rodrith softly, as if he had heard Robert's inner voice.

"I promise you I can do it. The goal of my life is right in front of me, and I won't let anything stop me.

Robert, look at Callamon's face.

He knew! I had killed him once. I could do it again. Goodbye, brother. ”

The mage placed his hands on the dragon god's treasure and held it aloft in the light of the candle's fire.

The color inside the dragon god's secret treasure was spinning wildly with the magic power, shining with a dazzling light.

Powerful magical energy that surrounds the mage's body.

Robert struggled to resist the fear in his heart, forcing his body to rush forward, making one last desperate struggle, trying to stop the mage.

But he couldn't move at all.

He heard Rodrith start chanting strange incantations. Knowing that the light in the dragon god's secret treasure became brighter and brighter, as if it was about to shoot through his head.

He covered his eyes with his hands, but the light cut through his flesh mercilessly, tearing at his head.

The pain could not be taken any longer, and he staggered backwards, leaning against the door, and heard Calamon screaming in pain beside him.

He heard the big man fall to the ground with a thud.

Then everything calmed down, and the cabin returned to its original darkness.

Robert opened his eyes tremblingly, and for a long time, he couldn't see anything, only the red afterimage of a huge orb in front of him.

Slowly, his eyes began to get used to the darkness in front of him.

The cannon fire swayed, and the dripping hot wax formed a small pool on the floor, and Calamon lay unconscious next to it.

The warrior's eyes were wide open, and he looked at nothingness without blinking.

Rodrith is gone.

Lena Veran stood on the deck of the Pericul, looking at the sea of blood in front of her, trying very hard not to cry again.

You have to be strong, she told herself over and over again. You've learned how to fight bravely, Calamon said.

Now you have to be brave and face all this. At least, we can end up together.

Don't let him see me crying.

The past four days have been very torturous for them.

Fearing to be discovered by the dragonmen on the streets of Forro, they hid in the dirty inn all day.

Robert's mysterious disappearance overwhelmed everyone even more, and they didn't dare to do anything, not even to inquire about his whereabouts.

So for a long time, they were forced to stay in the room, and Lena was forced to stay with Calamon.

Their strong attraction to each other, the kind of attraction they can't put into words, is nothing short of torture.

She wanted to put her arms around him, feeling his solid arms around her, feeling his strong, strong body clinging to her.

She was sure that Calamon wanted to do the same. He would look at her at some times, with an incomparable tenderness in his eyes, which made her want to hide in his arms and share the boundless love in his heart with him.

As long as Rodlis is like a fragile shadow, wrapped around Calamon, this will never be possible.

She kept repeating to herself what Calamon had said to her before she arrived in Forosam.

"I can only take care of my brother wholeheartedly now. In the Tower of the Void Master, they told me that his power could save the world.

I am His strength, His outer strength. He needs me.

I have to put him first in everything I do, and I can't be wholehearted in other people until that changes.

You should find someone who can put you first. You don't have to worry about me, just go find someone who can love you like that. ”

But I don't want anyone else, Lena thought sadly.

Her tears began to fall. She turned around abruptly, trying to keep the river breeze and the scarlet moon from seeing the tears on her face.

They will be mistaken and will think that she is crying out of fear.

No, she had long since overcome her fear of death.

Her biggest fear is to die alone, and security is what she wants most.

What are they doing? she wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, thinking wildly.

The ship was being carried closer and closer to the dark eye of the whirlpool, what about Calamon?

I had to find him, with or without Robert.

Then she saw Robert slowly climbing the stairs, half-dragging and half-supporting Calamon.

With just one glance at the warrior's pale face, Lena almost stopped her heartbeat.

She tried to scream, but she couldn't make a sound.

In the midst of her muffled screams, both Scarlet Moon and River Wind turned away from the terrifying sight they had been staring at.

River Wind saw that Robert was barely supporting the big man, and he immediately ran forward to help.

Karamon looked like a drunken drunkard, his eyes glazed. As Robert fell to his knees, the river wind held Calamon.

"I'm fine. Robert replied softly to the river breeze's concerned eyes.

"Scarlet Moon, Calamon needs your help. ”

"What the hell, Robert?" Lena's fear finally gave her the strength to speak.

"What happened? What about Rodrith? Is he—" She snapped shut up.

For she had noticed the grey eyes of the half-elf, full of horrible memories of what he had seen and heard below.

"Rodrith is gone. Robert said briefly.

"Going, where?" Lena frantically looked around, as if expecting his corpse to appear in the murky sea of blood outside the ship.

"He lied to us. Robert replied, helping River Wind to place Calamon on a pile of soft ropes. The stout warrior said nothing.

He didn't seem to see them, as if everything had disappeared before his eyes, he just stared at the red sea of blood fixedly.

"Remember when he insisted that we must go to Paranthas and learn how to use the dragon god's treasure?

Now he's gone, go to Paranzas, maybe.

I guess it doesn't matter anymore. He looked at Calamon, shook his head sadly, and walked to the side of the ship.

Scarlet Moon gently placed her hand on the big man and read his name feedingly, and the others could barely hear her voice in the wind and rain.

At her touch, Calamon trembled, and then her whole body began to shake violently.

Lena knelt beside him and held his hand with both hands.

Calamon stared blankly ahead, and began to sob silently, tears streaming down his godless eyes.

Scarlet Moon's eyes glistened with tears, but she continued to stroke his forehead, calling him like a mother calling her child.

River Wind looked gloomy and walked towards Robert angrily.

"What happened?" asked the plainman with a solemn expression.

"What about Rodrith and Calamon? Where have they gone, they were still here. Before he could understand the current situation, he looked at the two of them with an inquiring gaze and questioned the whereabouts of the two brothers.

"They're gone, and maybe they'll never come back. Robert muttered, still not recovering from his shock.

"Rodrith said he's—I can't say it. Not now!" Robert shook his head with trembling hands.

Leaning against the side of the boat, he looked at the murky waters below.

Robert cursed in a low voice in an elven language he hadn't used in a long time, holding his head in his hands. [.]