Diredo is in a nightmare. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In the dream, he sees Hawke brutally killed during the hostage exchange, and Syris holds the boy's corpse and looks at everyone with hatred. A terrible conflict ensues between the nightingale and the night owl village, and Ola is rebuked as a sinner leaning toward the enemy. Angry villagers locked him and Ora into a wooden house. Then they threw a kettle into the house......

Suddenly, Diredo felt his body fall, and a painful sensation drove away all the flames that had eaten away at him. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and opened his eyes, only to see that the bright sun had already illuminated the whole room, and it seemed like it was almost lunchtime.

"Oh my God!" Diledo struck himself from the ground.

"Why do I sleep like a dead pig? It's the day of the hostage exchange! What time did I tell Wall?"

Diredo scratched his head and thought hard. He vaguely remembered that on his way back to the village, he met Wall, who was waiting on the border line, and said to Wall, "There is a promise to exchange hostages at noon." Oh, wait a minute, they changed their words a little earlier. ”

At that time, it seemed that all that was left in his head was the repeated phrase "I'll be there early tomorrow". In addition, he felt that he was tired enough, and some of the things he wanted to say and ask were all forgotten, and he just wanted to find a place to lie down and sleep, and if he hadn't been awakened by a nightmare, he didn't know how long he would have slept until then.

The thought of the nightmare he had made him feel a cold sweat break out on his back. What happened to him and Ola in his dream was a replica of his parents, and even the wooden house was exactly the same as in his memory. Considering that his hometown has long been in ruins, it seems that the possibility of a nightmare coming true is relatively slim. What about Hawke, though?

Diredo found himself unwittingly in the room where Hawk was being held, and when he knocked on the door, there was no answer.

"What about Ola, what about Hawke, what about Implens?"

A sense of foreboding began to grow in his mind. He hurried to the outside of Wall's house, but Wall was not there.

"Holy, what about these guys?" Diredo cursed.

At this moment, Derek happened to pass in front of him, and Dildedo rushed over and grabbed Hooknose's arm, which grabbed Derek by the sudden pull.

"Why are you so excited!" Derek grumbled, rubbing his arm.

"What about them?"

"You can't forget what day it is, have you? He just went to the border line with Impurence and the imps. Any questions?"

"I just don't feel at ease. By the way, is Ola with them too?" asked Diredo again. I don't know why, he thinks that if Ola follows that group of people, he will feel more or less at ease.

"Ora, I didn't see them with her. Hey, where are you going?"

Diledo didn't bother with Derrick's back questions. He didn't know what caused his anxious feeling, and if he had time to think about it, he might have been able to find some clues, but now how could he have time to rub it off?

He sped through the village square and ran into a path. After a while, he saw the fence set up around the village.

The "walls" of logs, thorns, and rattan looked impassable, but Dildedo found a dog's hole in the fence that was shaded by weeds. He couldn't climb outside as easily as he did when he was a child, and it took a lot of trouble to get out, but it was the only shortcut he knew. Then he galloped through the woods again.

When Diledo finally reached the border line and saw Wall's group, he felt like he was about to collapse.

"Where's Hawke?"

Diredo propped his knees and gasped for air as he searched for Hawke in the crowd. He looked back and forth three or four times before he found the boy sitting on the ground. I saw that Hawke's hands were tied behind his back, and judging from the way he twisted his shoulders from time to time, it must have felt quite bad to be tied, but at least he was alive and well.

After exhaling deeply, Diredo turned his gaze to the others. Implens was pacing back and forth impatiently, and Wall was standing a little farther away with his back to him. Interestingly, these two people are followed by a few supporters each, and the fans and supporters also seem to look down on each other a little. Diredo thought to himself that if he drew a straight line with Hawke as the point, Wall and Implens's stance would really be a bit incompatible.

"Why don't you go up and say hello to them and lighten the mood?"

At this moment, the person on the other end appeared, and Di Ledo subconsciously lowered his posture.

There were as many people as the night owls, but there was only one woman in the group, and it was clear that this woman was the girl who had been taken captive.

Compared with Hawke, the girl's treatment was not bad, she looked intact, and no one tied her hands with hemp rope, but her expression was a little sluggish, and her face was as pale as paper.

The man on the other side of the night owl quickly reacted to the girl, calling out the girl's name and telling her not to be afraid. The girl's face had regained a little blood as if in response to the call, and the corners of her drooping mouth had been raised into a shallow smile, but Dilredo felt that the woman's smile was a little fake.

At the same time, Hawke realizes that something is wrong. His eyes swept over everyone who had come to his rescue, but there was not a single familiar face among them.

Even if Cyreth didn't want to see herself like this, she wouldn't even send out an acquaintance, would she? they were brothers and sisters!

Hawke suddenly remembered that someone had secretly handed him a strip of cloth with a puzzled drawing on it before leaving. It seems that the painting should be a person's sleeve, but a dagger is faintly revealed in the sleeve. What does this picture mean, is it telling him to pay attention to everyone's sleeves? Does it have to do with what's going to happen?

Before Hawke could figure out what the picture meant, the hostage exchange began. He was dragged from the ground by Implens, and just as he was standing firmly, he was pushed forward by Implens.

Hawke glared at Implens in exasperation, and the fellow who had failed to touch him smugly danced his bow and arrow. Hawke glanced at Implens's cuff again, intentionally or not, but he soon realized that the bastard wasn't going to have a dagger in his sleeve. In fact, the two groups of people who appeared in this place had no need to hide their weapons at all, and in order to warn each other not to play any tricks when exchanging hostages, they showed their teeth at each other!

Hawke walked slowly across the way, and the captive girl smiled in his direction. As the two of them were about to cross each other, it occurred to Hawke that he had just missed a point, what if the dagger was hidden in the hostage's body? Of course, he didn't have a knife in his sleeve, but could there be something else in the woman's sleeve? If so, what would happen?