Hawke endured the discomfort in his chest, and suddenly pulled his legs and rushed into the village. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He didn't dare to look at the corpses and stumps scattered at the entrance of the village, for fear of identifying his most cherished relatives.

"Why isn't there a glimmer of light?" he wanted to shout.

"Where have you gone?" he begged for an answer.

In the dim moonlight, Hawke vaguely saw that several wooden houses near the entrance of the village had also been smashed through by stone bullets. The ground was littered with broken branches, and several trees over 100 years old had fallen to obscure the view and block the path to the square.

This is his home? His home has become like this!

There was a rush of footsteps behind him, and it was Wall who followed.

"Oh my God, you're such a mess!" Wall's brow furrowed.

"Could it be that something is wrong with them......" Hawke's voice trembled slightly, he was an underage child after all, and the sight in front of him almost made him unable to think.

"No, the peregrine falcon guy will never sleep in the woods if he has already done it. Well, it seems that it will be a bit difficult to recoup the cost of Sirris's dowry. Wall patted Hawke on the shoulder.

"But don't worry, I'll marry your sister no matter what. ”

"you!" Hawk grinned a smile as he settled down and led Wall towards the village, but to their surprise, the fallen trees had completely divided the village into two parts. It seemed that they had no way but to climb to the opposite side by stepping on the trunk of the tree.

"I'm beginning to suspect that this is a deliberate barricade set up by your own people. ”

Wall smiled and spat into his palm, grabbing the branch in front of him and climbing up with his strength.

"These trees are very old, and it's not easy to cut them down. Hawke followed.

"You mean it's not that easy to cut them down, but I think there's an elf running around with you. As far as I know, the people of the Golden Grove have a knack for trees. ”

Hawke was slightly stunned, and then realized that the elf that Wall was talking about was the Broken Star Arrow that often followed Rillez. He made such a small mistake that his right foot, which was facing upwards, slipped on the mossy trunk of the tree.

After a loud sound of branches swaying, Wall grabbed his arm and dragged him up.

"Thank you. Hawke said gratefully.

"You're welcome, sooner or later we'll become a family. Wall quipped again.

Finding that his words twitched the corners of Hawke's mouth, Wal suddenly laughed and jumped forward.

The two of them slipped to the ground one after another with the help of a branch, and before they could see the situation around them, they were held to the neck by a sharp knife.

"Who is it?" asked a woman in the darkness behind Hawke. There was a terrible smell of rotten earth and rust coming from her, but her voice was familiar.

"Syrith?" Hawke replied, somewhat uncertainly.

The blade around the necks of the two men was immediately removed, and Hawke turned around and gave Hirres a hug.

"Hey, I'm dirty. Hilles raised her hand and knocked him on the head, and her frightened brother let go of his hands with a smile.

"Is this a night owl?" asked Hirris, turning her head again.

"Girl, we've met. Remember the hostage swap, right? My name is Wall. ”

"Oh, it's you!" said to Silris.

"How many of you came?" she asked.

Hawke, who was temporarily hanging on the sidelines, saw the urgency on Sirris's face, and couldn't help but wonder embarrassedly if Wall would take the opportunity to ask to marry her. After all, now is a good opportunity to take advantage of the danger.

"There were only fifty or so people who couldn't see enough, and they were all lying in ambush in the woods. Wall chuckled wryly.

"Seriously, I can't believe you're really standing with us, after all, the relationship between the two sides was ......."

"We also have our own considerations. Hey, let's not talk about that. Hawke and I came over to see what was going on here, so we could decide how to arrange the staff. Seriously, the appearance at the entrance of the village is very frightening, there is not even a light here, and we thought it was too late. ”

Wall rubbed the top of Hawk's head, intentionally or unconsciously, and continued, "This kid is also scared, and it looks like he's worried about you. ”

A sigh came from Silris's mouth.

"Drogris has brought in ballistas against us, and you have seen the things smashed at the gate, and if the lights are lit as usual, you will die. ”

Hilres raised her hand to straighten Hawke's messy hair on his forehead, and said to Wall, "Let's go, let's go to a place where there is light and talk about it." ”

At the same time, the underground prison of Nightingale Village was lit by fire as if it were daylight, and the originally very cold prison was as warm as late spring because it was crowded with people, and the luxurious cell that had been dormant for nearly twenty years was divided into two areas by a curtain. Outside it is Nightingale's "makeshift combat station", and inside is a sometimes sober and sometimes fainting wizard - Lirizi.

Right now, Lirezzi was lying flat on a bed against the wall, his dirt had been thoroughly wiped off by Cross, and the things he was wearing and covering were Riadlin's old things, while Cross was sitting on the edge of the bed with his forehead propped up and looking at him.

In the light of the fire, Rillez's face was haggard and distressing—his lips were white, and his cheeks were bloodless. Cross saw his frowning brow in his sleep, and couldn't help but sigh for him.

"What the hell are you worried about? You've shed so much blood, and it's not a sin to rest for a while, what ruthless guy is asking for trouble like you?"

Cross suddenly reached out and stroked Rierrizi's forehead, rubbing the folds again and again, trying to wipe away the damn worry once and for all. After realizing that nothing could be changed in what he had done, he leaned over and whispered into Rierzi's ear, "You know that you can only control the big picture if you live, don't you?

If it weren't for the fact that there were other people on the other side of the curtain, Cross thought he might have picked up Rirex's ear and screamed.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from the other end of the prison. Cross faintly heard the people outside greet him, and he couldn't help but raise his head.

"Help me up......" Lirizzi, who had once again struggled to wake up from his coma, grabbed Cross by the sleeve.

Cross looked at his heaving chest and held a hand under his armpit with some numbness. And almost as soon as Lirezzie sat up on Cross's shoulder, the curtain in front of him was lifted.

"The night owl's men are here!" said Liadlin, with an excited expression.