After listening to Diredo's explanation, Aura suddenly understood why everyone's expressions were so surprised - if Hillres and Wall were engaged by wishful thinking, then the news that Papaya had brought back would be refuted. Why did he spread such rumors www.biquge.info The answer is obvious, some people don't want to see the nightingale and the night owl marry. The problem is, Leok claims that the people who attacked them were not peregrine falcons, but night owls......

"You've known about me and Cyrese, so what else do you want me to say?" asked Wall.

Aura looked at Hawke from his own angle, and saw that the light in the room only shone on half of his body, and the other half of his body seemed to blend into the shadows, making it difficult to distinguish. Why did the boy, who had only just come of age, know that Hirres was interested in marrying Wall, and let the rumors develop? Did he want to paralyze the enemy? Or did he have something else in mind?

"Papaya has been locked up by me, and he alone can't do what Leok said. Hawke replied.

This seemingly unrelated answer made Wall and Leok's mouths open slightly. Suddenly, Wall jumped into bed, and before the others could react, he choked Leok by the neck.

"Did the night stalkers attack you that day? yes or no!" Volwe threatened.

"Yes...... Yes!" Leok was so frightened that his answer popped out of his mouth without thinking, unchanged from what he had said before.

Wall let go of the imp, who was almost paralyzed with fright, and continued, "I don't think this kid is lying, it looks like the peregrine falcon has nails buried on both sides of us." ”

"Who?" asked Diledo.

Ora frowned as she looked at the people in front of her, her gaze eventually falling on Leok's like the others. The little imp sitting on the bed was almost crushed by the shadows of the crowd, his neck hunched and his arms clenched, and his back trembled with only a coat, and he didn't know whether he was cold or frightened. Ora also noticed that Leok's fingers were scratching at his elbows, as if to relax him a little. He was so afraid of death, which was very different from the elves she cared for.

There was silence in the room for a few moments, except for the sound of Leok's upper and lower teeth clattering.

"I just remember...... He...... He had a hooked nose...... "The imp finally spoke, but he gave only a vague description.

After a moment, Wall sighed. "I know who it is. ”

"Draby or his son Derek?" asked Dildedo again.

Wall rubbed his forehead and let out a self-deprecating laugh, and he continued, "It's their family, and I'm afraid I won't be able to touch this family with a word from this little ghost." Draby's authority in the village is comparable to mine, and his son heard that I was going to marry a wife, and he 'kindly' sponsored me, isn't he very good at acting?"

Hearing this, Ora couldn't help but think back to the day she first arrived in the Night Stalker Village, and the one who accompanied the Elder to see Rireth was a hooked nose. She remembered that Wall had come up to him and told him how to do it for the elder, and the elder patted the back of Wall's hand and said to the hooked nose, "Oh, Draby! ”

"That's right!" Wall turned to look at Hawke, a soft call that interrupted Ora's memories, only to hear Wall ask, "Didn't you papaya tell me where Hillres was?"

"I can't pry his mouth open, I guess he doesn't know where Syris is. ”

"I ...... Can I meet him?" Leok struggled to turn his neck towards Hawke.

"I'm afraid that's not appropriate, after all, you're a 'dead man' now. Hawke replied.

"Well, a living person can't pry his mouth open, maybe a 'dead man' is different. Diredo said suddenly.

The room fell silent for a moment, and the unbelievable idea seemed to summon an invisible ghost, which appeared from one end of the wall, and then passed through everyone's bodies and sank into the wall at the other end, causing only an inexplicable cold shiver to everyone.

Hawke and Riadlin stared at him as if they had reacquainted Dildedo, without saying a word. Completely unaware of the madness of his idea, he scratched his scalp and said with some understanding: "This idea does seem to be a bit rancid, so forget it." ”

"Dildedo, you should be a quiet idiot, and look at you to surprise them. ”

Wall chuckled, and he looked at the crowd again, "Try it according to my brother's words, I think the same way, but not as fast as he is." ”

Soon after, the group moved to an underground prison with only a shack on the upper floor. Hawke suddenly stopped when he lifted the trapdoor that was stamped at the top of the staircase. He turned his head to look at Ola and asked in a consultative tone, "Ola, will you stay on it?"

Ora looked into Hawke's eyes in some bewilderment, and the clarity of his gaze made Hawke's gaze dodge. He bit his lower lip and couldn't stop saying a word, and Riadlin couldn't help but glance at Diredo, who sighed gloomily. He tapped Ola on the shoulder, freeing Hawke from Ora's gaze.

"Don't go. Diredo said, "You don't want to see Hawke back then, do you?"

Ola was stunned, she still remembered Hawke's tragic situation at the beginning, and Flegg seemed to have shown mercy to his subordinates at that time, after all, she was still alive and well. But in order to know the whereabouts, life and death of Siris as soon as possible, what will these people in front of them do with papaya?

Hawke, Wall, Riadlin, and Diredo descended the stairs in front of her, and the trapdoor was lowered again, followed by the sound of bolts, and Ola was shut out.

She looked at the scorched wooden door in the light of the lantern, and suddenly began to resent herself for standing there and doing nothing. But if she followed, what was she going to do? Stop the group like she had done to protect Hawke? And where would she leave Syris and her?

"You can't get information by inflicting one's finger on another. You can't get information by applying it to others with a finger......"

Over and over again in her mind, Aura recited the third commandment of the homonym, the supreme commandment that would break her from the White Sparrow from now on. She stood in the cold wind for a long time, until her legs were a little wooden, and she waited for some new movement.

I heard the sound of the trapdoor at my feet being bolted open, and then the wooden door was pushed open by the people below, and Riyadrin climbed up with a torch.

The mage turned to shine behind him with his torch, and Hawk, Wall, and then Diredo returned to the ground in turn, and Aura suddenly noticed that Diledo was carrying a man on his back.