"Do you have a clear goal?" asked Sonny as the trio's horses stepped out of the Assyrian forest. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The mystery man said that the place was south of Nippur, the southernmost point. Sula sat in the saddle and said worriedly, "Anyway, this time we have a map, and we have enough water and food, so what else do you have to worry about besides the pursuers sent by Aunt Nina?"

"You're not lying, are you?" said Sonny, pulling out a thick ancient book from his saddlebag, "There is no secret place in this world, and there are no elves who answer questions, not even I, a dark magic wizard, know it, and how can anyone else know." He opened the ancient book and took the bookmark inside, "If you want me to say, you made up eighty percent of that mysterious person to make Horn happy, right?"

"No!" Sula looked angry like her mother.

The north wind blew through Horn's wolf-patterned cloak, and a familiar smell of chestnuts wafted all around. He wasn't listening to the two friends arguing, but listening to the birds singing, feeling the horse's hooves moving forward with every step, the sky gradually dawning, he had been in the dark for so long, and now he felt that the world away from the North City was so sweet that he almost fainted.

"Horn!" Sula grumbled with a frown, though a smile suited her better than a frown. "You said something, Sonny said to me anyway, he said I lied, I didn't lie! The mysterious man just said, that is, there is a secret realm in the south, there is an elf that answers questions, that is, there is!"

"I believe in you. Horn turned to smile at her.

"Hey, man, you're smiling, I see it!" said Sonny, who almost fell off his horse in delight.

Horn's face turned back to expressionless, but in the end he didn't hold back, and the three of them laughed together. They followed the sun-drenched waters, passed through rolling hills, seemingly endless fields, looked at the flooded city in the distance, crossed the bridge across the Unun River valley, passed the villages burned by the bandits, and two strange paths lay before them. They were narrow, one of them running straight due south and disappearing at the end of the wilderness, and the other slightly to the east.

"Servant of the mysterious man, which way to go?" asked Sonny, holding the open parchment map.

"The two roads are about the same length. Horn commented.

"But the destination is not always one place, it's a little bit east here, and when it comes, it's Elidu. Sonny's riding posture is not elegant, but he has been much more stable lately, "Also, our map does not mark the North City Bridge, nor does it mark the border line, if you want me to say, let's go straight, if we get to the end, let's go further east, so that we will not miss anything." ”

"You seem to be getting smarter, but it's only a little bit. Horn smiled at his brother, "That sounds like a waste of time, and if possible, we'd better decide on a specific direction." ”

"To the south, a little to the east, that place is not part of any territory, and there are no villages or towns. "But I don't dare to take any chances, after all, there are still pursuers behind us, but those guys seem to have disappeared recently, and I haven't seen them for a long time." ”

"Oh no, they've found a new heir, and they don't need us!" Sonny said with a smile.

"Then take the east side. Horn concluded.

They walked non-stop for a long time, and then had dinner in an abandoned village, because it was an open area nearby, and when it was dark, Sulla heard the wolf howling again, so they had to continue on their horses, and when they found a place to perch, the three of them had already fallen apart on horseback. They found a small grove of cen trees and birches by the shallow stream, withered but sufficient to be their refuge.

"Man, are we going to get a whistle?" asked Sonny.

"Wolves generally don't go near fire, and if they do, the neighing of horses can wake us up, as for the pursuers..... Whatever. Horn leaned back against a birch and looked at his brother in the firelight. He could always see his father's shadow in Sonny, and he thought about it, and then took out the black steel sword he had taken with him before leaving. The sword had been passed down for a hundred years in the Dalton family, and it was still as sharp as ever, the orange fire dancing on the jet-blue blade, and he hoped to catch a glimpse of his father's penumbra.

"Sura," seeing that his brother stopped talking, Sonny turned to the other side, "If there really is a secret realm in this world, and there are really elves living in the secret realm, do you have any questions you want to ask?"

"Me?" Sula glanced at him suspiciously. Sonny nodded. "Absolutely. She lowered her head and was silent for a long time, then said in a very small voice, "I want to know who my father is, and that's why I left Sunshine City." In Fort Sun, this is a taboo, everyone knows that Lord Jefferson has long since died, and my mother has not remarried, but she is pregnant with me for no reason, and she is stunned to raise me in Fort Sun, so ..... Horn," she looked up at him, "I can relate to your feelings." ”

Sonny laughed, "So, if we find the secret realm and the elves, and when we confirm that Horn was not born to Lord Kenny, we will be three glorious bastards?"

"It's honorable. Horn laughed as if the rumor didn't matter anymore.

"Would you like some wine, a toast to the man who coined the word bastard?" Sonny laughed even more.

Sula laughed along with them. After a while, Sonny let out a slight snoring, and Horn lowered his body slightly, covering his face with his father's cloak, the familiar smell of chestnuts letting him sleep peacefully.

When I woke up, it was just dawn. The air was filled with the smell of rain and grass, the campfire beside them had become embers, breakfast was oatcakes and sweet apples, this time no longer rotten, and then they were back on their way before the sun rose.

After a long day's journey, I walked through the scorched earth, and as far as the eye could see, there were ruined farms and farms, dead fruit trees stood in the fields, bridges were burned, wet mud was overflowing, corpses were swarmed, and the bare land was uninhabited.

Finally, in the evening, they saw a few green trees, which made the three of them feel very relieved, and the villages and scorched earth burned by the bandits along the way, and the carrion did not become fertilizer, but the trees along the way became dead branches and rotten roots, and the appearance of those green trees was probably a sign that they had come out of Nippur.

After crossing a stream, the three stopped their horses on the opposite bank to rest. As always, Sonny was in charge of lighting the fire, Sulla was in charge of heating the bread, and Horn was unsaddled and let the horses graze freely.

The night was surprisingly quiet, with stars surrounding the half-moon and hanging high in the dark sky. In the distance, the plains wolf howled uncontrollably, causing a horse by the stream to kick and kick nervously. Other than that, there was no sound at all.

"You say, can we find the secret realm?" asked Horn, munching on dry bread.

"It's just a matter of time!" Sulla announced.

"Tomorrow, let's go to that village and ask. Sunnyna pointed at Horn's back.

"Village?" Horn looked back, "What village?"

"Sonny found it when he lit the fire, but it seems to be quite far away, and we won't be there tonight. Sula shrugged.

"Where?" asked Horn, putting down his bread and standing up.

"Over there, at first, when the people in the village were cooking, I thought the forest was on fire. Sonny said with a smile.

"But there's nothing there. Horn frowned suspiciously.