The weather suddenly turns cold, and the beech trees in the forest seem to change into colorful clothes in an instant, and when the wind blows through the branches, a few leaves sway and fall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info This kind of scenery reminds Dileido of a walk in the woods as a child, when he held his parents in his hands, looked at the leaves fluttering like butterflies, and heard the sound of "rustling, rustling" in his ears...... And now?

Diredo turned his head behind him, and saw that two of Sylris's men were supporting each other and moving forward, their movements looking unusually clumsy, and there was only a dull, numb look on their faces. Diredo looked at Silreth who was walking in front of her, her body shivering in the cold wind, her shoulders as if they were about to be crushed by the five bows on her body.

Poor Silreth was carrying not five bows, but one bow and four lives. Even Wall said that if he stood in this woman's position, he might be directly pressed down, but fortunately, there were only a few more injured people on the night owl's side, and the injuries were not too serious, and they could handle it themselves.

Speaking of which, what do you look like now?

Diredo guessed that his face must be good, and as long as Wall arrived a few moments late, he would probably have to draw a knife with Gretel. The end result is that his own life will be lost, and his bow and arrows may be taken back to the night owl village by Wall, and thrown on the weedy ruins. In a way, this is a family reunion, right? Hell reunion! He would rather everyone be safe.

At this moment, Hawke, who was lying on Dildedo's back, slid down a few points, and Dildedo lifted Hawke towards his body while shouting, "Don't fall asleep, boy!"

The shout brought Sirreth back to her head, and she walked briskly to Dilledo's side, then reached for Hawke's forehead. But before the hand could touch Hawke, Hawke raised his head to avoid it. Siris pressed her palm over again, and Hawk snorted and chirped.

"I ...... Still...... Can't die. ”

Hearing this dry and mute voice, Di Ledo couldn't help but sigh. He'd never seen such an unlucky guy as Hawke, maybe they were destined to fight each other, anyway, if he saw this kid once, he would be half dead. I remember that not long after I first met Hawke, Hawke was tormented by Paradise Red's drug addiction and rolled on the ground, and finally bit Ola's arm hard, and this time, he was stabbed by a village girl with a knife from the last arrow wound.

What does it feel like to be injured twice in the same position? Diledo thought he had better not get too curious about it. He thought about Hawke's brotherhood with Syrreth again. Listening to Wall, Hawke begged everyone to save his sister beforehand, but judging by the attitude he had just spoken to Syrris, the relationship between the two was not harmonious. Is it because of different opinions?

Thinking of this, Diredo couldn't help but glance at Silreth with an inquiring look, and the woman was visibly irritated by Hawke's words.

"Of course you'll be fine!" Silris's tone rose several degrees at once, but soon fell back down.

"We're almost home. She straightened the hair on Hawke's forehead and continued, "There is a wizard in the village who knows how to heal, and he will make you well." ”

With that, she walked back to the front of the line.

Diredo didn't know what Sylreth had found out of Hawke's forehead, but he noticed that Sirreth tilted her head slightly and took two deep breaths, and then the woman straightened her spine and strotted with her head held high, as if to build confidence to everyone behind her.

"She doesn't look like a woman at all, and she's on par with Ola. ”

While making this assessment, Diledo recalled another incident that had happened before.

After everyone repelled the group of people who were impersonating Nightingale, Wall tried to convince Hilreth to leave Hawke on the Nightstalk's side first, not only did he take the name of Rillace, but he also vowed to return Nightingale to a lively Hawke in three days, but Silreth refused Wall's offer, and she replied that there was also a wizard on Nightingale's side who was good at healing. The question is, how can their "remnants of the defeated army" be able to move a half-grown man who can't move back to the village? Finally, Wall couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that you are willing to drag yourself down, and by the way, drag that badly injured kid to death?"

Diredo pouted suddenly. At that time, he actually shouted in a moment of brain fever, "I'm an outsider, and I made the mistake, so let me help you carry Hawk!"

"Why didn't Wall stop me at the time, he seemed to care too much about this man's wife. Diledo thought.

"Oh my God, he's not going to suddenly become interested in Silris, is he? If that's the case, this guy won't have a lot of resistance, but he's so slick that he shouldn't be as ...... as my family."

The group followed in this way, either mechanically, or continued the journey with a strong pretence. When the watchtower belonging to the Nightingale appeared in front of everyone's eyes, one of the attendants who had been walking at the end of the line suddenly broke down.

Diredo heard a low sobbing voice behind him, but before his companion could persuade him to put away his tears, several of the nightingale villagers ran towards them. It seems that these villagers have been waiting for Silres' return, but unfortunately, they have not simply come to greet Silres.

When these villagers saw the tragic situation of Silreth and the others, they seemed to be taken aback, and what they told also made Silreth stunned. These guys cried and told a lot of things, but the core of it can be summed up in one sentence, that is, the wizard left the crowd, and now, there is no doctor in Nightingale's village to treat people.

"Why is this happening? Did the wizard leave anything behind?" asked Siris to a few of the villagers.

"The wizard said that as long as this side agrees to the peregrine falcon's request, what else can the family not discuss?"

"Family?" said Sireth, looking back at Hawke.

"Cyrese, what exactly is that?"

"Can't you tell us yet?"

"We're all already like this, what else can't we promise them?"

The gossip of questioning was like one burden after another slammed into Syrris's shoulders, and Syrres's strong will seemed to be crushed. She shook her back and forth twice, and then fainted to the ground.