Just as Wall was about to touch the two guys who were in the way, one of them held his breath as soon as the words were transferred. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info only heard the man ask, "Did they really take the woman of the Nightingale?"

"It's true. The other replied.

"How's the woman?"

"I heard that it looks average, it's a fierce horse, but what's the use?"

After a flirtatious chuckle, Wall heard the laughing guy sigh.

"A woman is a woman, and maybe some troubled guy will leave her a knife. ”

This sentence stung him hard.

Leave a knife behind...... Would Drogres' men be kind enough to leave a weapon for Siris to escape? Don't be stupid, the knife meant to kill herself!

The thought corroded Wall's heart like a poison, and his proud self-control crumbled in an instant, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he was about to twist a man's neck.

Beside Wall, Hawke, who had placed another person, was looking at him with a complicated expression, while the other companions who followed him were speechless.

For a moment, the air seemed to be filled with the dead air that made time stand still, and only a lantern that had been dumped on the ground still shone brightly, as if to remind everyone that time was still passing.

Wall opened his mouth slightly, easing himself. He leaned over to pick up the lamp that had fallen to the ground, and then said in a slightly trembling tone, "We must find Cyrith as soon as possible, we must find her!"

On the ensuing journey, the crowd almost trotted through the long, narrow, dark tunnels. In order to catch up with the somewhat desperate Wall, Diredo carried Gretel again, and he ran out of breath, but God set a spiral ladder in front of him as if he were joking.

"Hell yes. Looking up at the dozens of stairs that spiraled upwards and led out of the tunnel, Di Ledo involuntarily stopped.

"Diredo, it's okay!" said Wall's voice, as he leaned out of the escalator with most of his body, the lantern he carried illuminated half of Diredo's face, and the others looked at him.

"It's okay, I can keep up. Diredo responded. He adjusted his breathing, then began to climb upwards.

Now, Wall was doing things with a reckless spirit, and they were fortunate not to be noticed by Drogris, and although they didn't know how long this good fortune would last, they couldn't let their little trouble get out of their anger at this time!

He climbed twenty or so steps, only to feel that his legs were as heavy as lead, and the crowd above him became smaller and frustrating. At this time, Gretel, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly whispered in his ear: "You are really hardworking." ”

Diredo was panting and didn't want to pay any attention to this cool remark. However, Gretel seemed intent on teasing him, only to hear him ask, "Why did Miss Orana get involved in this, and no one had ever talked to him about what Drogris's territory was like?"

"I said it!" Diledo retorted, somewhat agitated. He gasped for a few breaths, and then, somewhat resignedly, lifted Gretel on his back.

"But she told me that she and Hirres were cousins...... What a joke!"

"Oh, so you have times when you have questions. Gretel teased, "I remember a silly boy who came running up to me and told me, 'The cows of Mufa City can fly in the sky'!"

Gretel's words choked Dildedo with a violent cough, and his feet fluttered, nearly knocking Gretel to the ground. Ora, who was walking in front of him, heard the movement behind him and hurriedly stopped and looked at him.

"It's fine, just choked on saliva. ”

Dildeau smiled awkwardly and signaled that he was okay. When the girl turned back, Gretel whispered in his ear, "Dillado, at the moment, you are the only one of you who has nothing to do with Sirris, and why are you wading into this troubled water?"

Diredo was stunned, and when he heard Grett say this, he realized that he was indeed a little strange in this line. Of the four of them, Hawke was the younger brother of Sirrise, Wall and Sirreth had never known each other, but after exchanging tokens, they were considered fiancés, and as for Orah, she told herself that she was Sirris's cousin, although in his opinion their relationship was established in a hurry, but it should be true. So, what does it mean that he is caught in these people?

Diledo exhaled deeply.

"I, I want to...... You asked me if I hated Drogris earlier...... he said.

"Well, I didn't ask. Gretel teased, "I just reminded you that you should hate Drogris. ”

Ignoring Gretel's denial, Diredo said as if he were talking to himself, "I've always wanted the Sentry Arrow to come back to the whole, and I know what Zogris has brought to the table, but I still chose to believe him." Because he said he would bring back a brand new, complete whistle arrow......"

Diledo took some difficult steps upward. He had trusted Drogris, and he had high hopes for this man, but the 'heaven' he saw was a man's arrogant imagination.

"I was intimidated, I didn't expect that Drogris was going to bring back such a whistle arrow. So, I went to Flegg again......"

"You...... Whoever can get the sentry back to normal, will you choose to help?" Gretel was amazed.

Dildedo nodded mechanically. Flegg saved him from the nightmare that Drogris had concocted, but Flegg seemed to have no intention of returning to Sentry Arrow, and during the few years he stayed with Fleg, he was almost insulated from Sentry Arrow...... Until the moment Ola appeared.

"The wizard prophesied the return of the Nightingale's Cry, and he also predicted that the split of the Sentinel Arrow would not last long. I think maybe...... It's time to play for real this time, right?"

After saying this, Diredo was out of breath, and he almost walked the last few steps by will. As he left the tunnel, a gust of wind brought him the cold morning air, and Ola borrowed a shoulder at the right time to help him support most of Gretel's body.

Dilledo thanked him gratefully, and he walked over to Wall, and looked out the window with them, and Droglis's ideal country appeared before his eyes—this place was very different from the nightingale and the night owl, it was neat and orderly, and it was isolated from the jungle, like a small city that was beginning to take shape, but I don't know why?

Another gust of wind blew on his face, and Dildedo shuddered.