It has been less than half a day since Kenny and Alan met, and a life-and-death battle has sublimated their relationship to a fateful friendship, at this time the two are clasping hands to celebrate the joy of escaping death, and before the two can speak, the prophet not far away let out a "woo". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sudden sound made Eren stand up immediately, he pulled out the black steel sword beside him and rushed towards the prophet who collapsed to the ground, the giant tree that had just fallen seemed to have broken its hind limbs, and its huge body writhed several times in the dark, trying to stand but not getting up.

"Don't move, let's make a deal. The Prophet fell to the ground and looked at Allen, who had come with his sword.

The blade of the sword in Allen's hand was against the prophet's heart, and a bit of blue blood flowed down the prophet's chest, if it weren't for the sudden speech of this behemoth, as long as it was a little later, the blade in his hand would have pierced its heart.

"Tell me about it. Alan moved the blade of his sword from the Prophet's chest to his throat and watched playfully as his men on the ground were defeated.

"You lean your ears over, and it's better not to let anyone behind you hear something, isn't it?" the Prophet's voice was very small, and it looked down at the blade at its throat, and slowly reached out to flick the blade aside.

Alan listened to the Prophet's words and felt as if the fellow knew something, and he looked back at Kenny behind him, who was still lying on the ground panting, completely ignoring whether the Prophet had gotten up from the ground.

Alan pondered, then put away his sword and put his ear to the prophet's mouth.

"My name is Mar, and I am the son of Negar. ”

As soon as the prophet opened his mouth, a chill swept through Allen's body from behind, and he looked at the prophet in front of him with a shocked expression.

"Don't show a look of surprise so that Kenny doesn't see that I know who you are, where you're from, and what you're here for, trust me, we have a common goal. The Prophet whispered into Alan's ear.

"Go on. Alan listened to the prophet's words and put away the surprised expression he had just had.

"I know what will happen in the future, I will help you, and I will help Kenny, you need the help of the Prophets. ”

"Then why did you attack us just now?"

"Don't you know? The Prophets don't have good eyesight after nightfall, if they hadn't seen your sword..."

"That's enough, what do we do now?"

"Turn around and tell Kenny that the conflict just now was just an accident, and in order to apologize for the attack on you, I will take you to Tribulus terrestris, and then kindly remind you to be careful of Lawrence tomorrow night. The Prophet reached out and touched his severed limb.

"Hey, Alan, what are you doing?!You're crazy!You're so close to that murderer!" Kenny got up from the snow, and in the darkness he could barely see Alan crouching beside the Prophet whispering.

Alan was startled by the shouting behind him and got up and walked over to Kenny's side.

"I don't know how to explain Kenny to you, anyway, it was just a misunderstanding. Kenny's sudden shout interrupted Allen's train of thought, and he didn't know how to explain it to Kenny, prevaricating incoherently.

"That's right, the prophet who just attacked us is called Mar, the leader of the prophetic clan east of the pine cone, their clan and my clan, of course, yours, were allies, and then my clan was defeated, and he came back here with the rest of the clan, you know, the prophet has always had poor eyesight after nightfall, until I pointed the black steel sword at him, he saw the wolf's head on the hilt of my sword, he will take us to find tribulus terrestris, and promised me that if we encounter any difficulties in the future, he will bring the clan to help us, and that's about it。 Alan's explanation sounded a little pale.

Kenny stood in the dark and watched Alan come over, he was still panting, white mist coming out of his mouth in bursts, Alan's words sounded a little strange, but they seemed to be able to say the past, those words kept lingering in Kenny's mind.

"Stand there and don't move. Kenny suddenly raised the black steel sword in his hand, his voice flat but hostile.

Alan listened to Kenny's words, and a small bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he saw Kenny raise the sword in his hand and point it at himself.

"Your response is quick, Alan, but you missed a point, why do you know that I know that the Prophets have bad eyesight after nightfall, and we have only known each other for less than a day. ”

Alan stood still, his brain quickly digesting what Kenny had just said, and his own inadvertent mistake missed the key words, allowing Kenny to grasp the handle.

"Don't get excited, Kenny, I know you know Negar, he used the blue fire to help you fight off the halflings, I have been to the First Continent, when my father was defeated, a minister told me that the family has very strong helpers in the First Continent, until I went to the First Continent, I didn't know that my family is also quite famous in the First Continent, but when I knew all this, I have been following your footsteps, and then I met Negar in the treehouse, and he told me everything, everything about our family. ”

"I went to the city of Karta to look for you, but you have already gone on an expedition, no one believed me, I was banished from the city like a fool, and then I received the news of your defeat, and followed you back to the Sumerian continent, until I met you this afternoon in the village of Nanna. Kenny, if I had the slightest malice, I wouldn't have chosen to fight alongside you, I found a familiar feeling in you, a feeling that I had only felt in my own brother when I was a child. ”

"The explanation sounds good, if it weren't for the black steel sword and wolf head coat of arms on you, I wouldn't have believed you. Kenny listened to Allen's words and slowly lowered the black steel sword in his hand.

Alan walks over to Kenny and puts his hand on Kenny's shoulder.

A torch illuminates the dark pine cone forest, and the wounded Mal lies on the ground, the Prophet is so large that Kenny and Alan try several times but fail to pull it up from the ground.

"Sorry for the attack on you. Seeing beads of sweat on the heads of the two, Marr said apologetically.

"It's all because the damn woods are so dark. Kenny tries to push away the giant tree that is crushing Mal's hind limbs, but fails several attempts.

"Okay, don't try again, you can't move me, if you don't go back so late, the clan will definitely send someone to look for me, don't worry, oh, by the way, the vine wrapped around my feet is tribulus terrestris, you pick some and give them to old Maude." ”

"Do you know old Maude?"

"Of course, why would we be called prophets, haha. Mal looked at Kenny and smiled heartily.

By the light of the torches, Kenny and Alan pluck some tribulus terrestris from the vines and head out of the forest.

The laughter that had just ripped at his broken hind limb made Mal clutched to the ground, clutching his wound and watching as the two of them disappeared into the end of the forest.