Hearing what Diredo said, Aura couldn't help but glance at the rapier at the elf's side. She had heard www.biquge.info Mithril Knights of the Golden Grove and knew that there were only seven of them, and all seven of them had the same equipment - the "Secret Keeper". If the elf in front of him is really the Mithril Knight, the thin sword hanging diagonally from his waist must be the "Secret Keeper", which is said to be a weapon specially used to kill the leaker.

Ora exhaled softly, and she walked slowly forward, and when she reached the "dividing line", the elf suddenly nodded to her. She paused, and looked at the wizard whom the elves called Lirizi, only to see the wizard look up at herself. For a moment, Ola felt as if she had fallen into a dream, she felt that Rirexzi was looking through herself, and she saw that his purple eyes reflected one person after another, but she couldn't tell who they were.

Suddenly, the strange feeling that had caused Aura to feel a little uncomfortable disappeared, and the wizard turned to look at the elf, who nodded knowingly, and continued, "Please go downstairs and wait for a moment." ”

The wizard named Lirizzi hadn't spoken to them the whole time, and the elf hadn't introduced himself.

Downstairs, Diredo couldn't hold back his doubts any longer.

"Fleg, the wizard just looked at us. Also, next to him is the Mithril Knight?"

Flegg smiled. "What did that Mithril Knight say?"

"Let's wait downstairs. Diredo frowned.

Just then, the elf came down from the upper floor. He saluted the three men, then whispered in Dildedo's ear, then turned to Ola, but this time he said something in a voice that all three could hear.

"The Hider must protect the Unveiler, and you are the Hider. ”

In the blink of an eye, noon had become dusk. At this time, Ola was sitting in the front seat of a carriage. Beside her, the reins in his hand seemed to be thinking about him, and the coughing of the wizard Lerizzi could be heard from time to time in the carriage behind them.

A few hours earlier, Flegg had held the Nightingale's cry to Ola, who had not reached for it. Flegg then asked Aura to escort the wizard to the town on the banks of the Prancing Horse, and the Aura nodded in agreement. Now, the carriage of the group is driving in the wooded area outside the city of Destin, and through the trees reflected by the setting sun, you seem to be able to see the sparkling waters of the Prancing Horse River, like the affectionate and seductive gaze of the beauty. It's a pity that no one recites this poetic picture, only the sound of intermittent coughing.

"The wizard seems to have a bit of a heavy cough, I wonder if it's a prophecy?"

Remembering that Eko had looked distressed by overusing the Revealed's abilities, Ora couldn't help but make the guess. Then she thought of the prophecy that Ririzi had told her through the elves—"The Hider must protect the Revelator, and you are the Hider." ”

Aura didn't understand what the Hider meant, didn't understand why she was the Hider, but she knew exactly who the Unveiler was, and if Rierez's prophecy came true, she would eventually meet Ekor again?

Ola sighed inwardly as she recalled the moment when she held out her hand to Akachi on the high wall of the Governor's residence. In a few seconds, Akachi's expression changed and changed, and at first, his eyes widened in confusion, as if he were standing on a piece of ice that was about to crack. Then, the light of hope in his eyes was obscured by the half-drooping eyelids, and the remaining trace of loneliness was finally replaced by a tired countenance......

Ora shook her head. She hated herself a little, she guessed that Akachi must not like to be touched by outsiders, but she was attracted to his scars, both the superficial part and the other part that she had not shown but was perceived.

"How can one be fascinated by the misfortunes of others?"

While spending time with Akachi, Ola repeatedly warned himself to "be careful, don't touch his wounds." Be vigilant, don't provoke him again, give him a space to breathe!", but in the end, her vigilance was dispelled by Akachi's ingenious farewell words. At that moment, she smiled, and the smile came from the bottom of her heart but for unknown reasons. Ora shook her head again, for some reason, after surmising that Akachi had passed away, she felt very sorry, it was like you listening to a beautiful song, and then being told that it was just a fragment of a song, and it had a more beautiful chapter, but the most beautiful part of it had fallen into the darkest part of history......

Lirezi began to cough again, this time with an unpleasant pour-out sound mixed with the sound of coughing and breathing. Ora turned back with some concern, and she saw through the window that the wizard was coughing and curling up, and the elf in the carriage with him was patting him on the back to help him get his way. Realizing that Rirez's cough seemed to intensify as the night wore on, the elf took out a crystal bottle from the bag around his waist, and dropped a drop of the glowing liquid from the bottle into Rirez's water glass, then put away the medicine bottle and handed it to Rirez.

Looking at the glass of water, Lirizzi was skeptical at first. I only heard the elf say, "Your cough hurts too much, it's just a drop...... Not excessive. Then he brought the glass to his lips.

Seeing that the wizard's condition had calmed down with a glass of water, Ora breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but speculate. She hadn't expected the Mithril Knight of the Golden Grove to take such care of a human, and it seemed that this wizard of the Sentry Arrow Clan was either extremely special or his predictions were chillingly accurate. Also, what exactly did the elves drip into the cup just now? Could it be the legendary "Fountain of Youth"?

Suddenly, a feeling of unease interrupted Ola's thoughts. She looked up into the distance and saw a black dot approaching them through the trees. The black dot traveled in a strange way, making it seem like some wild beast was rushing towards it. Ora tugged at Dilledo's sleeve and pointed at him at the location of the black dot. Almost without thinking about it, Diredo threw the reins to Ora, and he took the bow from his back, but before he could hold it, an arrow came and landed straight into the wall of the carriage. Surprisingly, there was a small bell tied to the arrow, which made a very slight sound as the carriage swayed.

"Who's riding like that?" muttered Dildeau. He pulled the feathered arrow with the bell tied to it sideways, and then looked ahead.