The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the flying hexagonal edges make everything hazy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Sersi held the reins, and all around him could be heard except for the snort of horses, and the creaking of stomping snow.

A little snow slipped into Sercy's neck over his shoulder, and he shivered, and the cold, biting sensation immediately made him shrink his neck.

"Hey!" cried Barton, sitting on his horse, "what's the matter, old man, you look a little cold." ”

Sersi looked back at the tired Barton, "It's just that the snow is falling into his neck, but it's a little cold." ”

"I've never heard you say that. Barton frowned suspiciously, "It's just that I haven't seen you for a few days, and I always think you're a little strange, but I can't say what's strange, in short, you're not the same as before." ”

Barton's words hung Sercy's newly put down heart in the air again, and he had tried hard to suppress his trembling emotions, but he could not escape the deepest cry in his heart, as if a voice kept coming out of his head.

'You're a traitor!'

Indeed, he was a traitor to Patton, through and through, as the Namu god and the dead horned soldiers could testify.

Those words were lingering in Sercy's head, and he needed to give Barton a reason immediately, but he couldn't think of a perfect answer, the hand holding the reins was already trembling a little, and he could feel a pair of chilling eyes staring at him behind him, and he cursed that guy in his heart again, but he desperately longed for a head like Alan's.

Suddenly, Sersi slipped and fell heavily into the snow, and unfortunately, he hit his injured shoulder, and the answer he had just come up with was immediately wiped out by the pain, and his head went blank again.

Patton's horse was bent by the reins, and Selsey tried to get up by the reins, reaching out with both hands.

"What the hell is wrong with you today?" Barton struggled to pull Sersi up, "Oh, damn it!

Sersi stood up, clutching his injured shoulder, his brows tightly knit.

Barton took two steps back, looking Selsey up and down. "Are you Sercy?" he muttered, "my Horned Infantry Commander is not your, you got your head scratched by that brown bear in the Colosseum?"

Sersi lowered her eyes. "No, no, it's just that I've been a little tired lately. He explained far-fetchedly.

"Well, your face is so ugly, I think you should probably get a doctor, don't get some strange disease, like me. Barton coughed, and the soldiers behind him helped him back onto his horse.

A small group of horsemen marched towards Nipur again, and Sersi followed Patton, trampling deep and shallow in the snow.

"Remember that heavy snowfall three years ago?" asked Barton softly as he sat down on his horse.

"I'm sorry, Lord," Sersi turned to look at Barton, "..... you mean"

"Of course it was that night....." Barton coughed, then cleared his throat, "..... The snow was almost as heavy as it was the night Sam was gone, and I still remember that you helped me block an arrow, and then, without hesitation, you pulled out the cold arrow that almost shot you in the heart, and poked it into the eye of an enemy....."

"You remember, I almost forgot. Sersi scratched her head, "That night was really dangerous, I thought I was going to die!"

"But you survived and became the commander of the Horn Infantry Regiment. Barton said with a smile.

"Thank you for that!" Sersi recalls his time with Patton, and the countless times he thought he was going to die, but he was lucky to survive.

"Don't blame me, old man. Barton put away his smile and regained his earnestness.

The sudden words startled Selcy's heart, and he immediately dodged behind Patton and looked vigilantly at the group of cavalry behind him.

"Damn! what are you doing running to the back!" Barton yelled back.

"It's nothing, just the sound of weapons behind me, and I'm worried it's the group of pursuers attacking you. Sersi caught up and said.

There was a glimmer of doubt in Barton's mind, but only for a moment. He felt that he knew Sersi too well.

"I have something to say to you. Barton muttered with his head down.

"What's wrong, Lord?" Sercy looked up at Barton, "You look worse than I do right now. ”

"It doesn't matter," Barton lowered his voice, "maybe you've heard about it. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about it, old man, actually..... I had a strange disease, and the old doctor in Morwinburg said that I might not see the birds of spring. ”

"What?" said Sercy, feigning astonishment.

"Don't make a sound!" Barton winked at Sersi, "Not many people know about this, don't talk about it until I go to see Namu, it's not good for Nippur, it's not good for you, you know?"

"In addition to Nippur, there are many famous doctors on the mainland, you ....."

"Listen to me," interrupted Barton, "I went out of town for this strange disease, but it turned out to be .....," he sighed, "Forget it, none of this matters. There's one thing I'd like to ask you, Selsi, no matter what, you're going to get it done!"

Sersi looked at his old lord, and his heart seemed to be pinched hard by a pair of strong hands.

You say. Sersi rolled his eyes, not daring to make eye contact with Barton.

"I know that the Horns are now in the hands of Taylor and Fello, and that old fellow Gilmer, who has almost secretly taken control of Nippel, and you might think that I have been alienating you since I took office..... Actually, no, old man, believe me, in Nippur, I really believe in you alone, not because you saved me, but only you still maintain that original heart, I will always believe that in this world, anyone can betray me, but you will never. ”

Sersi looked at the East City Gate in front of him, and his heart was mixed.

"Old man, I thought it would be harder or even impossible to overthrow Sam's regime than to take off the moon in the sky, but we did it. But when I succeeded as lord, I realized that it was far more difficult to keep Nipur at peace than that. You need to appease the people, you need to get the support of the nobles, you need to maintain the relationship between the city-states, you need to do too many unexpected things. Maybe I shouldn't have told you this, but I'm afraid I won't have the chance to talk to you in the future. Barton said, bowing his head.

"No," Sersi patted the horse under Patton's crotch, "You're just like it, just a little tired, have a good rest tonight, and tomorrow, everything will be fine." ”

"Hey, old man, when are you going to be comforting, it's not like you!" Barton said with a smile.

"Lord, what did you just want to ask me for?" Sercy stopped at the gate of the East City, took the reins of his horse, and looked up at Barton. (To be continued.) )