Nina strolled to the door of the temple, which stood on the east side of Fort Horn, built with the support of the Assyrians, and the ancient wood became its natural barrier, and it was difficult for others to find a temple without an abrupt spire. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When she entered, it was already packed, and it seemed that Nina was not the only one eager to pray. Today, she wore a simple coarse coat, and she didn't wear half a piece of jewelry, and she looked at the mountains like a country woman.

She knelt in front of the gold-painted statue of Lord Namu and lit a candle of incense for it. Please bless the Confederates on their southern march and help them achieve victory, she prayed, and brought peace to the souls of the slain, so that those who lay in the ground could finally rest in peace.

When she got up, she lit another incense candle and knelt down. God, please guide me and show me the direction of my son, she prayed, he was blinded by the conspiracy and turned away from me, I hope you will enlighten and persuade him in his dreams, so that he will return to the north city and return to me as soon as possible.

While praying, the priest of the temple came with an incense burner and holy oil, so she stayed a little longer to participate in the ceremony. She didn't recognize the servant, he seemed very pious, about Selsey's age, and she didn't know where Eugene had gone. He blessed Namu with a cheerful voice, and the job was done properly, but Nina found herself nostalgic for Eugene's voice that trembled with old age. Although the old priest has not passed away, but now he can no longer undertake such a job, maybe he is reading books in the library on the lower floor of the seminary, he is always like this, since his husband ordered him to translate an ancient book, the old man has been obsessed with this job, so far, he has translated nearly a hundred ancient books, perhaps the god Namu felt that he still had more use in staying in the world, so he did not rush to take him to Shenyuan.

When she got up, Nina's knees were stiff, but she didn't get a revelation.

Out of the abyss, she walked alone on the street, and a ballad with a peculiar style came with the autumn wind. A lean man with a mole in the corner of his eye sat on a barrel in a brewery, surrounded by a circle of listeners. His deep voice was tactful and dull, and he sang "Lord Kenny in the Northcity Plains": with the black steel sword in his hand, he stood proudly, and no one could stop him.....

Nina also stopped to listen for a while, and she stood at the outskirts of the crowd, a group of ragged children running around, screaming and fighting each other with sticks and branches, most of them boys, only one girl. Why do men like war games so much? Nina suspects that the game was started by the singer. The song was drawing to a close, and the dull tune was loud: Banner of the Crusaders, fluttering in the wind! Come, come, great warrior shouting! That is our Lord of the North!

"You shouldn't come out alone. A voice came from behind him.

Nina turned, smiling away. "You're finally here!"

Lawrence gave her a brother-sister hug. "Go, go back to Fort Horn, the letter is not clear, tell me everything you know. ”

Although there was only one more person, this time the restaurant no longer seemed empty. "Man, you're really not skinny at all. Nina and Winnie felt the same way, but only Sersi said it.

This made Lawrence's hand stop while he was dipping bread in butter. "Let's change the subject. He eventually filled the loaf of bread with hot butter and stuffed it into his mouth. "How many days has that kid been gone?"

"A week. Nina replied.

"Hmm. Lawrence nodded earnestly, his jaws fluttering. "The butter is less dipped and the crust is not crispy enough. He commented, "No wonder Horn would go, if it were me, I would go too, it was too unpalatable." ”

Winnie stared at the fat duke with those pretty eyes. "My lord, this is not the time to joke. ”

"Oh, okay. Lawrence reached out and patted his cheek, "To tell you the truth, I've always thought that kid was quite smart, how could he listen to slander and run away from home?

Nina's smile was pale and weak. "But if he did, what could we? If the man dared to write to him, there was every certainty that the rumor would be true, or at least that Horn would think it was true, and that he was only seventeen years old, and how could he tell which face was black and which was white? Moreover, there were ten thousand ideas that made him believe: an old servant who could tell a story, a bard from the city of Karta, or an old slave who claimed to have served Kenny. These don't cost much. ”

"Now that you know, you shouldn't let him go alone. Lawrence picked up another loaf of bread.

"For three weeks since he took over as Lord of the North City, I have been by his side for three weeks, but that day there was a revolt among the people of the city, and I was wounded, but I received the letter when I was not there that night. Sersi scratched his head in annoyance, "I know that the man may be in Hornburg, but I don't have the slightest clue." ”

"Don't waste time on this, finding Horn is the right thing to do. Lawrence said as he rubbed butter on the bread with a spoon, "Also, I just heard that the Confederates defeated the Peace Army at the Battle of Shotoku, is it true?"

"You didn't receive the letter?" Nina frowned.

"I'm in the North City, and the crows won't fly over my head. Lawrence slipped the butter-dripping bread into his mouth and said indistinctly, "Let the news be spread at once, as soon as possible, and let all the people of the North know that our army has won the battle in the south, and that they will soon be able to return to the First Continent, to Karta and to the heath." ”

"No problem, our crows love to on the heads of the townspeople. Sersi said cheerfully.

"What are you going to do about Horn?" the news never made her face look pleasant. "We sent out all the people who could be sent, and they searched through the northern city, and there was no news at all, and no one even saw the gate from which he came out of the city. ”

"He's definitely out of Northtown. Lawrence asserted, "By my inference, he went either to the City of Sunshine or to Assyria, but the chances of it being to the City of Sunshine are better, for the girl must have been more attractive than his friend at his age." He took his glass and swallowed, "Tsk, but not necessarily, because you rejected Shelley's marriage last time, Horn might be ashamed to see Sulla, and run to talk to Sonny's boy." He swallowed the remnants of the wine in his cup, "I can't say, I can't say ......"

"Lawrence, I want to ask you something. Nina opened her mouth hesitantly.

"Let me go get Horn back. Lawrence picked up another loaf of bread. Nina nodded. "No problem, but only if you find me a good horse to carry me, and enough bread and butter for Assyria. ”

"Deal. Sercitini Nina said.