The young man with the arrow in the arm became even more bewildered by the mother's questioning, and his answer was intermittent and incoherent. O only faintly heard the young man mention words like "Nagon" and "crossing the line" www.biquge.info O O turned her head to Diredo with an inquiring look.

Diredo shook his head and said, "I can't say these things in a sentence or two, if you want to know, I'll tell you later." ”

Almost at the same time as Dileido's words fell, there was another movement at the entrance of the village, and the villagers who had run out with bows before had gone and returned, only this time, they carried two people back with their hands and feet. One of them was bloodied by an arrow in the abdomen, while the other was shot through his collarbone and leg with two arrows. Seeing this tragic scene, some people fainted directly, and the feelings of panic and resentment spread rapidly throughout the village like ink dripping into water.

Rillez, Shattered Star Arrow, and Cross, who had been dragged by them, arrived at the scene at this time. When he saw the two dying wounded and a young man holding his injured arm and crying, Cross was stunned for a moment, he subconsciously touched the half of his face covered by the headcloth and the empty eye socket that had lost his eyeballs, and suddenly trembled uncontrollably. The wizard and elf didn't stop at Cross's reaction, they bypassed the young man who still had the strength to cry and walked straight to the two seriously injured men.

The Shattered Star Arrow cleared the villagers who had no way to inflict on their fellow citizens' injuries, but were inadvertently getting in the way, and Rireth followed the elves into the gap in the crowd to the wounded. It was only at this time that some of the villagers remembered that the wizard had been living in the doctor's house, and the elder might have made this arrangement because the wizard also knew how to heal!

Seeing Liruiqi leaning over to look at the injured person who was placed on the ground, the surrounding villagers, especially the family members of the injured, couldn't help but say worriedly: "Please save him!"

Instead of answering the villagers' pleas, he placed his hand on the patient with the arrow in the abdomen, as he had done the previous time, and the faint light flowed from the wizard's fingertips into the wounded's body, and then the pain on the wounded's face faded.

"Is this all right?"

"But the arrow is still on his body?"

Seeing that Lireqi left this man and came to the side of the other injured man, the villagers who had just received some comfort looked at each other again. Ola saw several men crouching beside the wounded man and trying to ask him how he was feeling, but no matter how they called out and slapped the wounded man's face, the man fell asleep unconsciously.

"I'm afraid this guy is out of the picture......" Diredo muttered.

Hearing this, Aura pursed her lips imperceptibly, she had the same hunch, and just as the two expected, the one-eyed Cross, who was a little broken at first, finally followed up and told the villagers the truth after adjusting his emotions.

"He's hurt so badly. ”

Cross looked at the young man who was only injured in the arm, but was covered in blood, and said, "I'm afraid I still ran hard after the arrow......

The young man on the side choked again.

"The wizard could only make it easier for him. ”

The explanation caused several people to completely collapse, and the mother who had lost her daughter shook the youth even more hysterically. Lericzy, who was investigating the other wounded, frowned at the noisy, chaotic environment, and glanced back at the Shattered Star Arrow, and the elf nodded before whispering a few words to the people around him. In a few moments, the wounded man, who still had hope of being saved, was carried to the doctor's house by several men, and Rireth and Shattered Star Arrow hurried away. Then everyone's eyes returned to the young man, and he saw Cross patting the young man's mother, hoping that she would put things aside first.

"Go away, what do you monster know?!" the woman shoved Cross out.

As if suddenly stimulated, Cross tore off the headcloth. He pointed his frightening empty eyes at the woman, and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, "You mean I don't know how to lose a loved one, do you? You think I've got a crush on this kid again, right?!" His voice suddenly turned to rage.

"Cross, that's enough!" Wall's voice appeared at the scene of the imminent outbreak of the dispute. Aura turned his head at the sound and saw Wall walking towards the crowd step by step with the elder in his arms.

"Cross. The elder closed his eyes. "Take this child to the wizard for healing. ”

The old man's soothing, gentle tone seemed to have a magical power to soothe Cross's anger erupting from him, and he covered half of his face with a bun cloth again, and then without saying a word helped the young man who was sitting on the ground. This time, the woman who had been mad because she had lost her daughter finally let go of her hands, but the next moment, she covered her face and cried. For a moment, there was only a mournful cry around.

Seeing Wall holding the elder and starting to reassure the villagers one by one, Diredo couldn't help but sigh, he gently touched Ola with his elbow and said, "Come with me, I have something to tell you." ”

With that, Diredo buried his head and walked towards the village. Aura followed his footsteps through the trails until he came to a clearing overgrown with weeds. Through the weeds, which were almost as tall as a person, Aura faintly saw some charred wooden supports standing grotesquely on the ground. It seems that there was once a wooden house built on this vacant lot, but a fire that was unknown whether it was accidental or intentional engulfed the house, and in the end, all that was left of the world was the black wreckage.

"Ola, do you have an image of your mother?" asked Dildedo, looking back.

Ora shook her head. Mother has only one word and a gloomy face in her memory, and she was almost brought up by her uncle.

"It's a pity. However, it might be easier to remember less. Diredo said, looking at the wreckage. In his mind, the original appearance of the house was still very vivid, and he remembered that there was a three-step staircase at the front door of the house, and a small slope was created next to it. I was only three or four years old at the time, and I especially liked to slide down this slope. When his mother saw him do this, she would blame him for ruining his shoes, and if he was in a bad mood, she would whip him everywhere with a rattan stick. Now, it's all a thing of the past.

"My father is related to the Drogris faction, and my mother is from here. Diredo exhaled.

"As for this place, it was originally my home. ”