It's late at night, but when it's time to put off the lights and go to sleep, the nightingale village is brightly lit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Near the entrance of the village, nearly twenty people hurried out of the village at night, and Ola and Riadlin were in the middle of the group, in fact, Riadlin, who was dressed in robes, was at the forefront of the procession.

"Move quickly, don't procrastinate like you haven't had enough to eat, we're going to dig up the elven treasure! ”

Riadlin kept urging the people who accompanied him, he looked like the leader of the whole team, but in fact, the guy who claimed to have murdered the leader of the sentry arrows twenty years ago has not been cleared of the suspicion of a felony on his back! In other words, Liadlin is being watched by the villagers behind him in search of treasure.

Looking at this mage who was extremely good at inciting others, Aura couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Riadlin could have pretended that she couldn't do anything about Sirres' plea when she came to free him. That way, he would be able to slip out of the village unobtrusively and run towards freedom. But he chose to stay and use words to pry the barriers in the minds of the people—ideas that had been built of falsehood and that had been stubbornly stuck in the minds of the people for twenty years.

Ola suddenly thought of a sentence -- "Once a person is convinced of something, any statement that shakes his opinion, even if it is true, will be strongly resisted." ”

She remembered that this sentence seemed to be transcribed in a book called "Records of the Remnant Sect", which was taken from "Heresy". At first, Ola thought that this must be alarmist, could falsehood still prevail over truth? But the events that happened around him repeatedly verified that this was true. For example, Akachi could not escape the lie of killing pregnant women and young children, for example, Hawke insisted that Flegg was a traitor, and for example, the villagers of Nightingale preferred to believe that the ills came from the undead......

Will I ever be deceived by the lies that have been indoctrinated? I hope never!" Ola thought.

Realizing that she had distanced herself from Riadlin because of her whimsical thoughts, Ora hurried forward a few steps, the torch in her hand shaking and shining on the inch of the nightingale's boundary, and soon the dead woods mentioned by Hillris appeared in Ora's field of vision.

Under the dark canopy, the trees with incomplete branches and leaves reminded Aura of the rumored sea monster that swept away the ship in the middle of the night, and when the team passed through the dead woods, Aura finally saw the poison that the villagers relied on for their livelihood - the bloodtooth mushroom, the mushroom was extremely strange, they did not have stipeles, the white cap was covered with large and small blood spots, and some trees in the forest were filled with branches with this "bloody pus".

"It's terrifying. Liadlin muttered. I don't know if it was because his words spoke to everyone's hearts, or because the road under their feet began to be muddy, the speed of the whole team began to slow down, and the entourage did not even have the sound of whispering, and only footsteps, breathing, and their own heartbeats were left in everyone's ears.

"By the way, Ora, you don't know the origin of your name, do you?" In order to ease the oppressive atmosphere, Riadlin suddenly asked Ora a question.

Ora shook her head. Her name consisted of a simple three-letter OLA, and she tried to figure out what her name meant in the dictionary, only to find an identical pronunciation but one letter missing, the word for "time" in the Sai language.

"Tell me, then, are you literate?" asked Liadlin again.

Ora nodded a little confused, remembering that she had asked a similar question when she had met with Flegg at d'Estaing, and then called out to her to write the name on a piece of paper with unknown meaning. At that time, Flegg began to laugh at the name she had written, but she still couldn't understand what was so funny about her name.

"Ah, you're much better than 'Taro', ahem, and Tharlo. He put a lot of thought into choosing this name for you. ”

I only heard Riadlin continue: "At that time, Laura had just been diagnosed with pregnancy, and a group of people were vying to name you, and no one cared about Talo, anyway, he couldn't read a few words. A few days later, he stole a dictionary from me. I didn't realize that I was missing anything, but Fleg saw him sneak out of my house with a dictionary in his hand. Word soon spread that Tharlo had 'borrowed' the dictionary among our friends, but unfortunately he himself was kept in the dark, and he didn't even notice what we were peeking at him for the dictionary. ”

Aura suddenly had a bad feeling when she heard this, and she smiled a little weakly, and this subtle change in expression was immediately captured by Riadlin. Riadlin asked with a deceitful expression, "I guess you already know how Tharlo named you, right?"

However, before Ora could nod or shake his head, Liadlin suddenly slapped his palm and continued, "That's clever! I will repeat to you what he said at that time. ”

Aura couldn't help but glance behind her, and she vaguely sensed that the villagers who had followed them in search of the treasure were also listening to Riadrin.

"Let God decide!" cried Liadlin, who tossed his hands into the air and tossed a dictionary, then stooped down to pick up a dictionary that didn't actually exist, and turned the "air dictionary" over with a nervous expression.

"Oasis...... It seems to be a little interesting, but it's also a little inexplicable. ”

Riadlin once again threw the "air dictionary" into the air.

"Lyric poetry, let my future children be poet......s? It remains to be considered. ”

For the third time, the "air dictionary" was thrown into the air.

"Of course I'm going to love my kids. ”

As Riadlin said this, she suddenly changed her expression to that of constipation. He clutched his scalp exaggeratedly and pretended to be miserable, but Ola heard a snickering behind him.

"Ora!" Liadlin screamed.

Thinking that something was wrong, Ola couldn't help but reach out and touch his quiver, but Riadlin laughed triumphantly.

"My child's name is Ola, absolutely Heaven's will!

Behind him was another burst of irrepressible laughter. At this time, Ola realized that the three letters of his name were the initials of Oasis, Lyric and Love.

"An oasis of poetry and love. Liadlin sighed suddenly.

"That's what Drogris said about your name, and he was with us at the time...... Obviously a guy who likes poetry, why did he ...... later" Liadlin shook his head sullenly, and the atmosphere of the whole team seemed to be dull.

This was followed by a march without words or laughter, a suffocating silence that was broken when the group reached a slope.

"It should be around here. Riadlin took the torch from Ora's hand and shone it around.