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Ecco was half-reclining on a velvet cushioned bench, looking sideways at the woman beside her. Rosherine was sitting on the edge of the stool with her back to him. Her waistline loomed in her long hair, and her whole person seemed to shrink in the dark red twilight, pitifully fragile. This has lost its tough coat, and the tame appearance of not antagonizing and arguing with others, makes Ikko feel indescribable. He suddenly regretted what had happened. And just as he stretched out his arm to the other party in resignation, Rosherine disappeared like smoke.

The sudden turn of events made Ekor snap and he looked around, the surroundings changing, becoming more and more like the city he had lived in as a child. Suddenly, a door painted with roses and butterflies froze his gaze, and the door slowly opened, revealing darkness that even the eyes of elves could not penetrate, and he was only stunned before being pushed into the abyss in front of him......

The sudden fall made Icco shudder, and he gasped and opened his eyes, realizing that he was cowering in the corner of a warehouse, his head against the shelves, while a few rustic-clad guys moved items from one shelf to the other, and sealed the stailed wooden crates. The slightly hectic sight and the "Southerner" sign engraved on the wooden crate made Icko suddenly realize that the previous sight of the Voddy Mansion and his childhood home was just a dream, and he was indeed in the store called the Southerner.

The reason why he came to this place is not because he is controlled by people. In fact, whenever he wanted to leave, he could take the horse and walk away, and his white horse, called "All Right Cookie", was hidden in a makeshift stable on the ground floor of the store, and he was down the stairs.

"How long have I been dozing?" said Ekko, covering her forehead, turning to face the window.

The boy named Lirizi called the root of the matter, the peasant rebellion of Tabor, because of the magic dragon and the supernatural person stirring up the situation in it, and that man's ability may not be innate, because a peasant with limited knowledge could not know the word "God's Key", let alone call himself it.

If these words are true, then things are complicated...... I can't figure out that even the Pivot Club is involved, and I secretly hide something from him. The news was enough to offset the guilt of the gang around Ririzi, including the one-eyed dragon, who had offended him and stole his horse. He's going to be here, and he's forced by circumstances -- a large number of patrols have just as he gets the news. So, he followed the one-eyed dragon, who had just met and wanted to give him some color, and hid in the "southerner—the property in the name of the dear sheriff."

Speaking of which, Rillez's health was worse than expected, and the short trip from the military hospital to the "Southerner" and a large number of explanations seemed to drain the boy's life, and he still remembered the terrifying appearance of the other man coughing and spassing, and the one-eyed dragon took the boy from his back and rushed into the office of the warehouse in a panic.

The other party "snapped" and locked the door, and he was left to hang outside. But how could he have fallen asleep defenselessly, and dreamed like that? Because he subconsciously cared about Rosaline? But the woman didn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp, and he shouldn't have paid attention. Maybe he's been lonely for too long, or maybe it's magic's fault?

"Magic for sure. Ika muttered to herself. Otherwise, he would never have remembered the house, let alone dreamed of the woman named Ludwar pushing herself into the abyss.

Outside the window, the sun was still high in the sky, not much off from when everyone first entered the warehouse. It can be seen that the previous nightmare was only a matter of minutes. This reassured Egor a little, and he turned his mind to what had happened the night before, thinking about how to negotiate with Rosalyn and figure out what had gone wrong.

Just as Ekor was hesitating whether to avoid the limelight for a while, or to change her outfit and leave, the sound of several people arguing came from the ground floor of the warehouse, and it sounded like the two had collided, which led to a quarrel. Eko looked through the escalator on the second floor to the people, but she didn't expect to see a familiar face—the veteran she met two days ago, Elliot. I remember that when I met this person in Beiyuan, he was besieged because he was wearing a tattered military uniform and eating and drinking, and at this moment, he bared his teeth at people like a lone wolf.

Suddenly, Elliot grabbed a small man by the collar, and the other party yelled at him in a hurry and scolded the horse thief. These words made Ikko frown, he had always wondered who had taken the horse he raised, and what tricks he had played, and it turned out to be him?

Downstairs, Elliot glanced in Ekko's direction, intentionally or not. He seemed to give a look at Ekko, who was standing above and watching the argument, but the fierce look in his eyes only lasted for a second before he disintegrated. Elliot stared at Eko as if he froze, and the guy he grabbed by the collar took the opportunity to push him, and he ran in the direction of the stable in despair, and Eko immediately followed. He deliberately slowed his pace, and Elliot didn't seem to notice that anyone was following, and he routinely restocked the manger, and when he looked back at Eko, he jumped up like a fried hair.

"Eliot, yes, we're really fated. Remember the last time I asked you about Sean? Before we could finish talking, you didn't have time to run, I didn't expect you to be here, and bring my horse. Eko smiled and moved closer.

"You...... Stay away from me!"

Elliot was almost close to the manger, and the trembling look made Egor sneer disdainfully. He stretched out his arms forward, and Eliot held his head back like a frightened that had tightened its feathers, only to hear a few low noises from the stable, and the white horse, who had at first bowed his head to chew bean cakes, arched his nose over Icko's palm, and looked extremely affectionate.

"You're from the south, Destain?" Ikor turned her gaze to the horses.

"No, I'm from Akagun. Eliot dismissed the speculation, and when he saw Eko turn his head at him, he hurriedly added, "Yes, I went to the South with my father when I was a child, and lived there for a while...... It's actually a long time. ”

"No wonder you've seen elves like ghosts, that place really likes to demonize people like us. ”

"No, that's true, I've met it!"