22 Hostages

"Psychics?" Lorne wondered.

"The so-called spiritual power...... To put it simply, as long as you don't go hungry and have enough rest, you have plenty of mental power, and you can also restore mental power by using magical drugs. "Frequent use of magic can increase your maximum mental power and allow you to use more powerful magic. ”

Lorne nodded.

"Volcan, the Grand Magician of neighboring Westeld, is the most powerful fire mage known to the world of Kane. When I was promoted to a high-level fire mage, he also came to visit me. Yugohia was a little nostalgic, "But that's all the past. ”

She lowered her head again and stroked the silver ring on her hand, and seemed to be a little sad, and stopped talking. Lorne was silent for a moment, then called in a low voice, "Your Highness." ”

"People still think of me as a princess. Yugosia smiled faintly, and the sadness in her eyes flashed.

"You are. It was, and it is. "You are the hope of all." ”

"Hopefully. Yugosia repeated softly. She paused, then slowly raised her head: "Lorne, you know what, actually I ...... is a cowardly person. ”

"I don't understand. Lorne shook his head.

Yughya exhaled softly, "After coming here, I volunteered to be a hunter and fight side by side with people. I said, "Don't think of me as a princess, I'm just like you." But people still like to call me His Highness Yugshia. ”

"Isn't that great? The world has become like this, and you are the spiritual pillar of the people. Your place in our hearts cannot be replaced. Lorne said.

Yugshia was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "So I'm a coward. I'm afraid I won't be able to lead the people here to get rid of the monsters, return to the royal capital, and reclaim Nokmar. I'm scared...... Fail them. ”

"I remember when you told Sheena not to give up in the blood pantry. "So please have hope." ”

Yugshia looked at him, and suddenly felt that the boy's simple words seemed to cheer him up a lot. Even though this land is rampant with monsters, if you give up even the hope in your heart, it is just empty shouts to talk about retaking Nokmal.

"You're right. She nodded, "I'm not just a hunter, I'm ...... Yugshia, the royal family of Reinhard. I will lead the people back to the royal capital. ”

Lorne smiled. Yugshia squinted and smiled, stroking the ring in her hand, looking at the carved "sword, axe, shield and lion" motif, nostalgic for the glory of Nokmar.

That is the glory that belongs to mankind, and even if you try hard, you must take it back!

"This is the family coat of arms of Reinhard. Swords and axes staggered over the shield, and the lion opened its jaw in the middle. Yugshia stretched out her fist.

"I remember you saying that Bawen was a Tuk warrior who represented the sword and axe of Reinhard. Lorne said.

Yughya nodded: "Actually, there were three famous clans in this country at the earliest. The battle clan Tuk in the north, the Knights of Taal in the west, and the noble Reinhard in the east. ”

"A lot of things happened and my family broke through the obstacles and started to take power. Among them, the Tukh and the Knights of Tal played an important role, so when Reinhard I formulated the family coat of arms, he added a sword, axe and shield on the basis of the lion to symbolize Tuk and Thal. ”

Lorne nodded: "So there is such a reason. ”

"These should have been told in the history of Nokmar, don't you know?"

"When I woke up, I didn't remember anything. Erin said, maybe I'm not from this world. Lorne replied.

Yugosia was silent for a moment, nodded, and leaned back on the bed. Lorne asked again, "What kind of existence are you talking about as the Knight of the Guardian?"

"They are knightly nobles stationed in the West. Relations between Nokmaar and other neighboring countries have been ...... Somewhat nervous, except for the old ally Weselde. So there are the Knights of the Realm, each with their own unique skills, which is a strong shield to protect Nokmar. ”

Yugxia's voice suddenly sank: "But unfortunately, they no longer exist. It's not because of the pollution of the black fog this time. ”

Lorne's eyes widened.

"The reasons for this are complex, and I am not in a position to say. If you have the opportunity in the future, maybe you will learn. "Let's talk about something else." ”

Lorne didn't ask deeply, pursed his lips, but didn't know what to say. He looked out the window, and felt that it seemed to be a little noisy from the beginning, and he could hear it through the window.

He was a little bored, so he opened the window and looked downstairs into the courtyard, only to see that in front of the street at the entrance of the hospital, there were all black-clad figures carrying steam lamps, forming a circle on the street. In the circle, a man stood with his back against the wall, very nervous, and there was ...... in front of him Holding another person hostage.

Lorne frowned, looking closely, but his eyes widened. He only felt that his blood was clotting all over his body, and he couldn't say a word.

Yughya noticed his strange appearance, endured the pain and got out of bed, kicked his slippers and walked to the window: "Have you caught a traitor?"

Lorne didn't answer, but turned around abruptly and broke out of the door like crazy. Yugothya was wondering until she saw what was going on in the street, and her eyes widened in shock.

Lorne's mind went blank and he ran all the way down the stairs, out of the hospital and out into the street.

Because it was a girl in a white coat with long ivory white hair who was being held hostage.

Hearing the roar from the courtyard, the black-clad hunters with steam lamps all turned their heads, and when they saw the identity of the comer, someone immediately shouted, "Lorne!

"Erin, Irene!" Lorne was terrified and angry, and tried to break free with all his brute strength, but his muscles flared up, but he was held back by several hunters with extremely strong hands.

The tall, lanky young man with his back against the stone wall was pale, his blond hair shining in the lamplight, beads of sweat rolling down his face, and a strange smile of twisted and fear. He strangled Erin's neck from behind with his left hand, and held a short dagger against her white neck with his right hand.

"Lorne......" Erin's eyes lit up, and she bit her lip to keep herself from crying.

"Lorne Greene. The corners of the besieged young man's mouth widened, and his eyes widened as if they were about to squeeze out their eyeballs, "Come here, come one more step......

Lorne shuddered, his eyes bloodshot. But when the man's face was seen clearly, the unprecedented blow replaced the horror, as if the heart was torn apart.

"Why...... Is that you?" Lorne couldn't believe what he was seeing. He even suspected that he was just having nightmares.

"Why can't it be me?" the young man's lips trembled, and he forced a wild laugh, completely different from the previous image of Sven Shaoyan, and now finally tore through the hypocritical face, like a fanatical believer.

The centurion came to Lorne's side and whispered, "Don't provoke him. ”

But Lorne didn't listen, and roared.

"Why! Luther!"