Xiao Yi lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

The beds in the hotel are made of wood very rough and form a large shelf, with a few planks and some hay. And there is a layer of linen cloth on this bed, a cotton cloth can be used as a quilt, and a pillow made of hay, which is already the most high-end facility in this hotel.

Of course, the feeling of sleeping on it is very different from lying on a bed covered with goose down cotton in the Duke's Palace, but Xiao Yi doesn't care about this, she has been to everything from the cold and damp cave in the deep mountains to the Feilong Desert where you can bake hard-boiled eggs. No matter what kind of place, it is much better than the Duke's Palace, which has to wear gorgeous and cumbersome costumes to deal with etiquette and entertainment.

Duke Mlak is not a hereditary title. The Duke was born into a family of local squires, who had been knighted for his exploits in the war between the Empire and the Southern States twenty years earlier, and then climbed step by step to his present position by virtue of his superior abilities and means. Xiaoyi did not grow up in glory and wealth like the children of other wealthy families, and her father's hard-working experience and his early education methods cultivated her independent character. She did not have the ambition of her father at all, and her mature personality also made her particularly tired of the empty and rotten life of the upper class aristocrats, and she preferred to use her spirit in some concrete and practical places. In order to get rid of the identity of the bored Duchess Lady, she simply went to work in the pharmacy under the Academy of Magic. She often goes around exploring adventures and discovering new things that no one has discovered before.

She was very unhappy when her father helped her get married. Under her father's strict teaching, she rarely thought about anything like falling in love, let alone getting married, and the rules of a wealthy family like the Erni family were very strict. She also hated the fiancé who only had the word 'power' in his eyes, but she didn't resist, she knew very well that it was just a common political marriage between aristocratic families, and she also knew that this marriage was very important to her father. And she has always been a very knowledgeable, sensible daughter, and she loves her father very much.

So before the wedding, she set off to travel and adventure all over the continent under the pretext of helping the apothecary collect herbs and study the medicinal properties. She wanted to live a truly free life in this last time of her own, and for this reason she even planned to venture out to the most dangerous parts of the continent. 'Forget it when you're dead,' she sometimes thinks to herself.

As a result, in the lizard swamp, she almost died. When she knew that her injuries were so serious that she could only lie on the bed and wait for death, she didn't feel sad when she looked at her father who was a little at a loss and her fiancé who was still indifferent. But when she saw that the man was very determined to find a way to save her again, she suddenly became completely weak, and felt that it was worth it even if she died like this.

When she later awoke from a long-term slumber of dying slumber, she found that she had miraculously recovered completely, and learned from her father that the man had really found a miracle medicine for her. She knew that the wedding was not far off, and that her father would no longer allow her to go out alone, but she strongly wanted to see him. It's just a very simple and strong desire. She herself crept out again, and at last found him in Bracada, and came with him in this strange city as if it were a matter of course.

She's having a great time these days, and she's never been so happy. Everything here is so new, there are endless strange scenes to see every day, and everything seems to be alive and orderly, as if you have come to a new world of freedom. What's more important is to have him by your side.

He could tell from the clues on the ground that there were wild beasts passing here half a day ago, and he could also tell what kind of weather would be when and from the smell of the wind and the clouds in the sky. He also knows how to make red smoke bark is a good condiment and can make people have diarrhea, he knows what kind of earth mushroom can make people laugh to death, he knows how to burn the dog's butt to make it delicious, and he knows that the one-eyed lizard actually has a good taste that is not commensurate with its appearance...... These novelty topics never get boring.

He was a very simple man. It was as ignorant as if he had suddenly jumped into the world from an isolated forest. He knew no literature, no poetry, and no belief in gods, and he did not understand many questions that seemed to be common sense, and sometimes he showed childlike innocence, but he could show the most sophisticated shrewdness and unhurried depth whenever needed. The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they never said anything about the things he had saved her before. After a day or two, there was no longer the slightest barrier between the two, and their words and demeanors were as natural as if they had been together for many years, and even the old thief felt that they were indeed 'lovers'.

Even though it is natural to get along with each other, you can feel the intimacy between you and each other as time goes by. It wasn't until yesterday that she was sure that she liked him and he liked her. A feeling that was more intoxicating than all the best wine in the world, sweeter than all honey, immediately surrounded her completely. She was completely intoxicated.

But today, she knew that tomorrow she would leave here and go back to the Empire.

The father, the marriage, the fiancé, the life of the royal capital, and the responsibilities that had been almost completely forgotten came over as if they had been ambushed together a long time ago, and washed her position into a mess. Before she started this journey, she was ready to go back, but then the new environment and new mood made her quickly forget about these things.

But forgetting doesn't mean these things don't exist. When you suddenly find something in these corners in the clouds of bliss, the feeling of flying down is even more unexpected.

For the first time in her life, she had the idea of abandoning her father and family responsibilities altogether. But the thought was only fleeting, but it was immediately extinguished by himself in a hurry. Her mother died early, her father gave birth to her and raised her, and even when she was busy with official duties and entertainment, he never neglected her education. She loved her father very much, and was well aware of the importance of this family business to him, and as a daughter, she had a responsibility to do so.

But the desire to continue to live so carefree and sweet spread in her heart, and she could not make the slightest concession with a strong sense of responsibility and heavy fatherly love, and finally she could not make her own choice. So she made a decision that seemed completely ridiculous: tell him what was going on and let him decide. If he doesn't want to go back by himself, then he will really forget everything and travel with him all over the continent.

But when he heard that she was going back to get married, he just sighed, and closed his eyes in the hay as usual. She was so sad that she quietly shed tears after blowing out the lights.

Lying in bed, she couldn't sleep anyway, and from his breath she knew he wasn't asleep either. Her heart almost jumped out of her throat when she heard the sound of hay and hear him stand up and creep over.

But he just passed by the bedside and quietly walked out the door, and then the sound faded away, as if out of the hotel.

She didn't even have the strength to be curious, so she slowly sat up from the bed and sat down in front of the window to watch the starry sky outside.

The beauty of the starry sky on the plateau is something that no one who has ever seen it can never imagine. When we know that no matter how vicissitudes of the world change, that kind of beauty will last forever, the viewer can realize the insignificance of human beings, so all the sorrow gives people a reason to endure.

I don't know how long I watched it, but suddenly with a loud bang, a huge spark exploded in the sky in the distance, and the splendor emitted lit up the entire Oufu City. At that moment, even the starry sky was tarnished.

She is not a sentimental person. But when she saw this huge and beautiful flame, she suddenly felt that it was a human life.

Compared to the eternal starry sky, this is nothing more than a blink of an eye. But in the blink of an eye, it's the most beautiful thing.

It's beautiful because it's short. I don't know if it's the beauty created by the short term or the beauty is destined to be short-lived. She remembered this short period of life, and unconsciously shed tears again.

This kind of beautiful and complaining language is what my sister usually likes to hang on her lips, and she often teaches her that these people who are just nervous and have nothing to do moaning and self-pity are just fun. But I didn't expect to feel these things at this time.

The loud bang woke up the entire city of Oufu. The orcs all walked out of the house and looked at the place where the noise was coming from. However, it didn't take long for the orcs to start lighting torches to tell the orcs that it was just a magic experiment of the city lord, and that it was no big deal, and everyone could go back to sleep.

While the commotion in the city gradually subsided, the hotel's orc owner brought another orc and a werewolf to the thieves' room for questioning, and then quickly found her.

"The lord of the castle has something important to ask you to visit. The orc said respectfully.

The werewolf carried her on his shoulders and ran towards the place where the flames had just been. The wind was blowing so hard that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

She didn't like the smell of werewolves, it reminded her of the lizard swamp, the smell of death and fear, and she felt a vague sense of foreboding.

Arriving at the place where the explosion occurred, a number of orcs were in front of a stone house, which was completely illuminated by torches, and an old human with a silver beard was waiting for her.

"Mr. Sedlos, why are you here?" she knew the old man, who had come to live with her for a while when she was a child. He was a good friend of his father, a remarkable scholar and adventurer, and she learned her magic under his tutelage.

Cedros's face grew heavier with surprise when he saw her, and he nodded without saying a word, and led her to the stone house. She only now realized that the roof of the house was completely gone, and only four walls remained.

Approaching the door of the stone house, she smelled a strong smell of blood, and she immediately stood still. The smell coincided with the ominousness in her heart, and she subconsciously began to retreat.

It's not like she's never seen corpses and bloody young lady, but for some reason, her stomach is already contracting. She wanted to throw up.

"Miss Mrak, come here. Cedros beckoned.

She took a deep breath to calm down, but the smell of blood grew stronger in her nose, as if it had penetrated deeper into her body.

Standing still for a moment, finally calming down a little, she walked into the roofless stone house.

The blood on the ground had coagulated and took up a large part of the ground. There was a bed in the corner, and on the bed lay a man covered in blood, whose head and face were completely covered in blood, but she still recognized the person who had crept past her bed just now, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Her feet went limp, as if the tendons inside had suddenly been pulled out.

Cedros hurriedly reached out and helped her. He didn't need to ask anymore, he knew what was going on when he saw her reaction.

But she immediately used all her strength to regain her footing, and in a few steps she threw herself in front of the bed and reached out to the person on the bed and used her recovery magic. She couldn't cut off her hands so that her mana could be released without hindrance.

A piece of his forehead was sunken, making his face look a little deformed. A hand was almost pinned to his own chest, the palm of his hand and the clothes there were sunk into the muscles, and the blood oozing had congealed the bones, muscles and clothes.

She tried to feel his pulse, but found that his other hand was already pinched like a roasted sweet potato. The fine bones had spread to the skin, the blood had clotted, and in some places the skin and muscles had become completely indistinguishable from each other.

Her hands were already stained with his blood, tears were falling down in large drops, her body was shaking violently, and her hands were shaking even more, she didn't know where to cast her meager healing mana. She gritted her teeth so hard that she wouldn't cry herself.

At last she mustered all her courage to feel his pulse. Thankfully, although it was faint, there were still signs of survival.

"I've already used healing spells, but he's really hurt too badly, and the damage caused by Dou Qi doesn't make the spells work much. He is completely supported by his own life force. Cedros said from the side.

"How so...," she finally burst into tears.

Cedros was silent for a moment, and then replied in a very heavy tone that seemed perfunctory: "It's just a misunderstanding." ”