Stone looked her in the eye and saw that no matter what he said, nothing would change.

He quietly hugged her, his other hand around Hubble's shoulder.

Susokhov suddenly burst into tears, stood up and threw himself at them, sobbing incessantly.

The guys, not knowing what was going on, looked at him in amazement.

"Wade, what's going on?" asked Lolana alarmedly.

"It's all my fault, I've broken one! Am I not destined to break all this stuff in the world......" Wade cried upside down.

"Calm down," Shippen said, his voice a little stern. He shook the Kanders.

"What are you talking about?"

"I've found another one," Wade said, sobbing. "Underneath, inside a hall. ”

"The other what? you idiot!" Hubble said unbearably.

"Another dragon god's secret treasure. Wade tore open his throat and cried.

The night was like another, thicker layer of fog that covered the entire tower. The knights lit their torches, and the faint light of the fire only made the darkness look ghostly.

The knights looked silently from the fortifications, afraid to see anything......

Then, as it was nearly midnight, they were astonished to hear not the victory horns of the knights on the march, but the clanging of the saddles and the panting of the horses.

The knights rushed to the edge of the fortifications and lit torches against the fog. They heard the sound of horses' hooves and slowly stopped.

Stone stood at the gate. "Who rode to the Tower of the King?" he shouted.

A torch was lit underneath. As she looked into the fog, she suddenly felt her legs go limp, and she was forced to hold on to the stone wall to stabilize herself. The knights let out a cry of fear.

Carrying the torch was an officer in the uniform of the Shining Dragon Legion. He was a blonde, handsome lad with a murderous expression.

He led another horse with two bodies, one without a head. Both bodies were mutilated and bloody.

"I've brought your commander back," the man said, his voice hoarse and defiant.

"As you can see, one is dead, and the other, I believe, may still be alive.

At least we had a breath of air when we walked over.

I hope he's alive so he can tell you what's going on on the battlefield today, if you still think it's a war. “

Bathed in the light of his torches, the officer climbed off his horse. He began to loosen the rope that bound the two bodies with one hand. Then he looked up.

"Yes, you can kill me. Even in the fog, I'm still a good target.

But you won't. You're the knights of Solania," the sarcasm in his words was obvious. "Your honor is your life.

You will not shoot a man who returns the corpse of your commander empty-handed. He pulled hard, and the headless body fell to the ground.

The officer dropped the other body from his horse.

He threw the torch on the ground, and it hissed, then went out, and darkness engulfed him.

"There's a show of your over-honoring achievements on the battlefield over there," he shouted.

The knights could hear him moving in leather armor as he climbed onto his horse.

"I'll give you until tomorrow morning time to consider surrendering. When the sun rises, lower the flag. The Dragoon will forgive you—"

Suddenly, there was the sound of the bowstring tightening and relaxing, the muffled grunt of the arrow inserting into the muscle, and a loud curse came from below.

The knights turned their heads and saw a lone figure standing on the wall, bow in hand.

"I'm not a knight," Rolana shouted as she lowered her bow. "I am Lolana Serasa, Princess of Wellington.

We elves have our own code of honor, and I'm sure you know that I can see you very clearly in the dark. I could kill you right now.

As for now, your hand may not be usable for a long time. In fact, you may not be able to hold a sword for the rest of your life. “

"Take this as an answer to your dragoon," Stone said hoarsely. "We'd rather die than lower our flag!"

"You can't escape death!" said the officer, gritting his teeth. The sound of horses' hooves quickly faded into the darkness.

"Bring the corpse here. Shi Lai ordered.

The knights cautiously opened the door, and some immediately rushed out to take cover.

Others cautiously carried the bodies in. Then the covering knight retreated, and the gate was immediately closed.

Stone knelt in the snow and looked at the headless knight. He lifted the man's hand and took a ring from his stiff hand.

Stone threw his stiff, cold hand back into the snow and lowered his head slightly. "Sir Alfred," he said.

"Sir," said one of the young knights, "the other is Sir Derek. The damn officer was right, he's still alive. ‘”

Stone stood up and walked over to where Drake was lying.

Jazz's face was snow-white, his eyes were round, and he exuded an air of fanaticism. Blood covered his lips and his skin was cold.

A young knight helped him and brought a glass of water to his lips, but Drake couldn't drink it.

Stone couldn't help but feel a little sick to his stomach when he saw Drake's hand pressing on his abdomen, blood gushing out, but there was no way to end his torture quickly.

Drake grinned eerily and grabbed Stone with his blood-stained hand.

"Victory!" he said hoarsely. "They kept running in front of us, and we chased desperately!

Glory, glory, I—I'm going to become a knight of heaven!" he coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood, and lay back into the arms of the young knight, who looked hopefully at Stone Knight's eyes.

"Do you think he's right, sir?

Maybe that—" He saw Stone's serious eyes and looked back at Drake sympathetically. He's crazy, isn't he, sir?"

"He was dying—like a real knight dying heroically," Stone said.

"Victory!" Drake whispered, then tilted his head, stared at the fog, and let out his last breath.

"No, you can't break it," Lolana said.

"But Evan said—"

"I know what he said," Lolana said impatiently. "It's not good, it's not evil, it's nothing, but it can be everything.

This kind of thing," she whispered, "is so much like Aven!"

She and Wade stood in front of the Dragon God's Treasure.

The dragon god's secret treasure was placed on a pedestal in the center of the room, and the rest was still covered in dust except where Wade wiped it clean.

The room was dark, and eerily quiet, in fact, Lorana and Wade didn't even dare to speak in a low voice.

Lolana stared at the dragon god's secret treasure, frowning and thinking. Wade looked at Lorana sullenly, afraid to know what she was thinking.

"These dragon god treasures must have their purpose, Wade!" finally said Lolana.

"These are the creations of great magicians!

People like Rodlis don't tolerate failure. As long as we knew—"

"I know how to use it," Wade said in fits and starts.

"What?" asked Lorana, "you know! Why don't—"

"I don't know—so to speak," Wade stammered.

"I just thought about it. Chekov - the dwarf - told me that he noticed some words floating in the fog inside.

He couldn't read it, he said. Because that's some kind of strange language, "Spell of Magic." “

"That's right, that's what I told him—"

"But what's the use of knowing?! Neither of us can read the spell. Unless Rodrith—"

"We don't need Rodlis," Wade interjected. "I can't recite mantras, but I can read them. Don't you know that too?

I have these glasses, I know the glasses, that's what Rodlis calls them.

They can make me read all kinds of languages – even magic spells.

I know this because he warned me that if I dared to peek at his spell book, he would turn me into a cricket and eat it. ”

"Do you think you can read what is written in the Dragon God's Secret Treasure?"

"I can try," Wade judged, "but, Lorana, Stone said, there might not be a dragon at all." Why should we risk using the Dragon God's Secret Treasure?

Evan says that only the most powerful magicians can control it. ”

"Listen to me, Tylokosy Bervolt," Rolana whispered, kneeling beside the Kander, looking him straight in the eye. "As long as they send a dragon, we're dead.

That's why he deliberately wanted to give us time to surrender, and they wanted to use this time to recall the dragons. We've got to take this opportunity!"

A dark path, a bright path.

Wade remembered Aven's words and couldn't help but bow his head.

Your loved ones will be sacrificed, but you have the courage.

Wade slowly reached into his packet full of things, pulled out his glasses, and put them on.

The fog cleared early in the morning.

The sky was clear and clear, so clear that Stone could see the snow-covered grasslands near Mingaburg;

That is, the place where he was born, but now it is completely under the control of the dragon army.

The first ray of dawn shone on the knight's banner: under the crown there was a kingfisher, clutching a sword decorated with roses. The golden emblem rises in the morning light.

Then Stone heard the rude, boastful sound of the trumpet.

At dawn, the Dragon Legion began to attack the Tower of the King of Law.

This is a war of glory and courage, and after fighting the darkness of evil, the knights of Sorenia have joined forces with their adventure party to await the arrival of the Red Dragon Legion at the Tower of the French King.

Rodrith and Robert's purpose is to protect the Dragon God's Treasure, and once it falls into the hands of the outlaws, the world will never be at peace.

And the dragoons, on their part, just want to conquer everything they want to possess, whether it is good or evil, they don't care.

The Dragon God's Secret Treasure contains unimaginable power, and activating it will turn things around.

But more importantly, every knight in the Tower of the King of Law can move forward on the battlefield of iron and fire.