The distant song gradually distorted in the ears of the blood lion, and the calm tune suddenly turned into a shout of killing, a distant shout of killing. Followed by a fiery wind and a pungent smell of blood, a change that caught Leon off guard, but felt faintly familiar. He knew what he would see if he opened his eyes at this time, he had been here too many times in all his dreams.

No, don't open your eyes, that's going to happen right away. Sure enough, a voice with a slightly stiff tone, apparently unfamiliar with the use of this language, rang in the knight's ears.

"Soldier, are you still alive?" and what a nostalgic voice, and when he heard this, Leon suddenly forgot all the instructions of the Green Son to tell him not to open his eyes. He naturally opened his eyes and saw the long blond hair and the mesmerizing face of a goddess under the long hair.

"Alive. Time seemed to have gone back to the past, and the knight replied as a matter of course, not realizing that his voice was unusually weak.

After receiving an affirmative answer, the blonde woman turned to the distance and shouted, she spoke in a language from elves, and even Leon could only understand a few words now. Soon, however, several elves in leather armor carried the blood lion under a tree on the side of the road, and found Leon's one, tearing off the already tattered armor on the blood lion and cleaning the wounds on the latter's body.

"Soldier, what unit do you belong to?" asked a male elf with a ponytail in fluent human language. His expression was a little nervous, and he was still looking around as he spoke, and it was no wonder that anyone would not be too calm when they saw a troll lying to the ground and a shattered corpse on the ground.

Leon opened his mouth to answer, but found that his memory seemed to be a little blurry, and he shook his head vigorously before remembering what he was about to say, "Northern Alliance, Greylion Squadron, Trainee Knight Leon." ”

The elven male had no suspicion of the knight's unusual appearance, which he saw as a sign of the human's weakness. Considering the horrific wound on his stomach that almost completely cut open his abdomen, this is a very reasonable explanation. "Northern Alliance, why are you here?"

The elf's ointment worked quickly, and just a simple application had already relieved the pain in Leon's abdomen a lot, which also made his answer a little louder, "Report, we are responsible for transporting siege equipment to the front line." But on the way, they were attacked by trolls, and the siege equipment was destroyed. ”

"This troll is the one that attacked you?" Although he couldn't see the direction of the other man's finger due to the angle, the knight nodded. After receiving the affirmation, the elf male nodded approvingly, "Good job." With the strength of a squadron, not only did you not break and escape, but you can also get this result, you are worthy of respect. I'll tell the staff about siege equipment, and the credit for killing the trolls is far greater than your losses, so don't worry. ”

At that moment, the third elf came running and whispered something in the ear of the male elf, whose muscles had just relaxed a little on his face immediately became gloomy. He spoke in Elven to the woman who was dealing with Leon's wound, and closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds after receiving an answer. The Blood Lion watched the other party's series of movements, he knew what the elf was hesitating about, and he also knew what he would say next. Even after so many years, he could repeat this passage word for word.

"You said your name was Leon, right? Then you're no longer a trainee knight now, because we haven't found any other survivors, and if your squadron is properly organized, judging by the corpses on the scene, you'll be promoted to captain of the Greylion squadron. After the battle, go and report to your Northern Alliance. Now, it's time for us to go. ”

With that, the elf turned away from Leon's face, he had seen too much despair in this war. The female elf had also briefly treated the wound at this time, and she stood up and looked at the human with concern, trying to say something, but in the end she still did not speak. The elf who reported the news before took out a cowhide bag from his bosom and put it at the feet of the blood lion, he knew what was inside, every human warrior would receive a badge with the name of the unit he belonged to before going to battle, which was used to quickly identify and ... Leave it to your comrades to take back to their hometowns.

"Wait a minute!" the knight's words made the elves pause, and they turned their heads to see Leon standing up with a pale face clutching his belly, "I can still fight, please take me with you." ”

This part deviates from the Blood Lion's original memory, and according to Leon's experience, he was unable to move at all after being injured, and should have been lying there until the end of the battle before being rescued by the search party who came to recover the supplies. But this time, he stood up on his own volition. After so many years, the death of the Cyglion companions has long been relieved, and they are all warriors who are not afraid of strong enemies. And what he couldn't let go of was the elven team that saved him, and according to the information Leon later received, all of them died in the ensuing battle. Even if it was just a dream, he wanted these people to live, at least, to let the blonde woman live.

Unexpectedly, after listening to his words, the woman among the three elves actually walked back. Just when Leon thought things were going to turn around, the most beautiful person of the opposite sex the blood lion had ever seen held the knight's cheeks with both hands, looked into his eyes and said slowly, "No." Your battlefield is not here. With that, she slipped down her hands and pressed the knight's shoulders and gave her a hard push!

"Whew!" Leon, who was leaning against the trunk of the tree, woke up suddenly, his eyes wide open, and it took him a moment to come back to his senses. The moon, hidden in the night sky, with only a few scattered stars radiating a pitiful light. But Rao is so, and it's much brighter than the lightless underground.

"Are you awake?" asked Buckham, who had noticed the knight's movements, as he walked over and asked with concern.

Leon looked down and pressed his fingers his temples, trying to sort through his memories. Eventually, his consciousness was fixed on the scene where he handed his hand to Bakham, who was controlled by the Children of Green.

"They're gone?" the Blood Lion exhaled a puff of white smoke, the valley still cold at night.

After making sure that the knight was okay, the elf tilted his head, and his ugly scratched face showed a somewhat lonely look. "Gone, they don't like me in the first place. This time it should have been Atwood who had done something to me. "Being disgusted by the Children of Green is one of the worst things it can be like to be an elf.

Leon didn't know how to comfort him, he wasn't an elf and didn't understand what that meant. So the knight chose to ignore it, he stood up, and briefly confirmed the direction of the two of them at this time, it should be not far outside the valley city.

"Let's go, let's go and meet the wizard. Counting the time, it's time for them to get around. ”