At the end of the old note, there was a soft sound of the door opening outside, followed by a strange sound on the old floor, which seemed to be resting something heavy on the table, and then the old floor sounded again, like a light instrumental ensemble. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The door to the hut was pushed open, and a glimmer of light glare as the gap widened.

"Looks like you're fine. The old voice was kind and kind.

Kenny looked up and saw a woman in her last years looking at her, her face as kind and gentle as her voice, and a certain maternal glow against the morning light squeezing in behind her.

"yes, I'm alive. He turned his head to look at the white dove standing by the window, and then turned his gaze to the old man. "I'm sorry, ma'am, how long have I been asleep?" he raised his voice, trying to make it sound less like a patient.

"Knight, you've been in a coma for three days. The old man said as he took a few steps forward. She stopped at the table and glanced at the clay bowl on the table.

Kenny blinked, tired. The old man in front of him looked familiar, but no matter how much he recalled, he could never remember her name or any scattered memories of her in his head.

"Who are you?" he muttered, "why am I here?"

After Kenny threw two questions in quick succession, the old man hesitated, and she picked up the bowl with her withered hands and glanced at the white dove standing nearby.

"My name is Flynn, and she's my daughter, White Dove, and maybe she's introduced herself. She came closer and sat down at the end of the bed, "Three days ago, the dam on the upper part of the Unun River was destroyed and the flood poured into Nippur, and I guess you were in the city of Nipur at the time, and the hurricane washed you downstream of the tributary, just at the edge of the forest, and I found you while collecting medicine. ”

"Thank you. He was silent and spoke, but seemed to remember something, "Why do you call me a knight?" and he frowned, "You've seen me before?"

"When you were found, you were dressed in silver armor and holding a sword of terrifying weight, something that only a noble knight deserves. She explained as she helped him cover the covers, "I don't think I had seen you before that. ”

"But I think you look familiar. He expressed the doubts in his heart, "I seem to have seen you somewhere, but ....." He covered his head and twisted his facial features together, looking very painful.

"Have you seen me?" the woman smiled, "it must have been in a dream." Dear knight, we just met three days ago, when you were unconscious and kept saying a name in your mouth, as if it were ..... Nina?" she furrowed her brow, three deep wrinkles on her forehead, "Yes! Nina, she must be very important to you, isn't she?"

Kenny struggled to raise his arm and pinch his beard. He didn't know why he was doing it, but when he heard the name, it did feel familiar, but he couldn't remember who she was.

"Perhaps. He put down his hand, "Damn, I forgot about myself....."

"What?" the white dove standing on the side narrowed his eyes, "You, amnesia?"

"I want to ..... Maybe..... I'm afraid so. Kenny covered his head and sighed, "All I remember was that it was dark in the depths of me, it seemed to be in the water, I heard someone talking to me, I forgot who she was, I forgot what we were talking about, I just wanted to swim somewhere, but a force made me turn several times, I lost my bearings, and finally I heard a voice, or some kind of chant without lyrics....."

"Oh, poor child..... "The woman's voice was full of regret, and then she realized that she had lost her words. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you that. She said in a different tone.

"No, you're about my mother's age, and you're my savior!" Kenny quickly explained, "I mean, of course you can call me that, whatever I used to be, whatever status and honor I had. ”

"Thank you for that," said the woman, smiling kindly again, "I bet you must have been a good knight in the past, a rarity in Nippur, and your modesty and grace have astonished me, for no knight would make a gray-haired, plainly dressed old woman a child." She paused, "Even if he loses his memory for a while." ”

"Thank you. Kenny smiled softly, "Could you please pour me a glass of water?"

"Of course. Flynn nodded.

The white dove sat down on a small stool and tilted his head to look at Kenny, who was swallowing water. "You, you really don't remember anything?" she muttered, "We'd better find out who you are before we can get out of bed." ”

"Don't mind, knight. The old woman took the empty cup and threw a reproachful look at the dove. "She's just worried that you're going to hurt us when you're healed. She walked over to the table, picked up the iron kettle on it, and turned her back to Kenny and muttered, "But I know you won't." I have met many people in my life, merchants, nobles, and, of course, knights with swords and armor like you. She walked back to the edge of the bed and handed the cup full of water, "There is only peace in your eyes, no killing. She smiled kindly again.

"I swear to Namu that I will never!" Kenny took the cup and raised his head sincerely, his right hand clenched into a fist to his chest.

"It looks like you're not completely amnesia. The white dove pouted, "You remember the Namu god and the act of swearing." She stroked the silver hair around her ear, "Do you remember anything else? like, your name?"

"Name?" The glass that was pressed to his lips stopped, and Kenny scratched his messy hair, looking a little confused. "Sorry, I forgot. His voice looked a little dejected.

"That's not good news!" said the white dove stood up and clasped his hands in displeasure. "I thought I could get something out of you!" she snorted, "though Nipur no longer exists!"

"You can sell that silver armor and exchange it for some gold coins to make up for all the hard work of the day. Kenny's quick offer. But after saying that, he regretted it a little, although he couldn't remember what the silver armor looked like, but it seemed to be very important to him.

"No, we'd never do such a thing!" said the old woman's tone, which suddenly became stern, as if she was blaming her daughter for her reckless gaffe. "Rest assured, knight, we don't need any compensation. She turned to look at Kenny, "I just hope you get better soon and get back your lost memories and loved ones." She slowed down, "That's enough, better than anything else." ”

"You've done this all your life!" pouted the white pigeon, "but what have you got? We still live in this little house, which leaks wind in winter and rain in spring!"

"God Namu is watching us, child. Flynn tapped the white pigeon's forehead with his index finger. "Knight. She turned to look at Kenny, "You can rest a little longer, I'll prepare some food, I can get you better sooner!"

"It must be another wild mushroom and a small sweet potato stew!" the white pigeon pinched his nose and made a look that could not be swallowed, "I bet you will soon be like me, and you will want to vomit when you see these two things!"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, it's from the mountain gods!" Flynn said, turning and walking outside.