Alan stood in the cold morning light, watching Sersi slaughter an elk cub, the red-haired wizard Steven crouched under the tree, his arms clenched and shivering, and two hot breaths constantly exhaling from under his nose. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sersi disembowels the fawn with a horned dagger, and steam immediately emerges from the corpse. He used both hands, extremely fast, and did not waste a single sword, a skill he had already mastered before he was picked up by Patton into the Horn Army, and the advantage of this was that it was not easy to attract other bloody beasts in the forest.

"God Namu forbid, Captain Selsi is unintentional," Steven squatted under the tree and muttered to himself, "People have to eat, otherwise they will be hungry, and they will die of hunger for a long time, and the slaughter at this moment is due to self-preservation, not greed....."

"Shut up!" Alan stepped over the campfire, rushed under the tree, and kicked Steven to the ground.

"Damn, you put out the fire!" Sersi looked back at the campfire, "Quick!

"It's gone!" Alan cried out patting the soot off his boots, "Blame the damn red hair!"

"My lord, we're out of velvet!" Steven scrambled to get up from the ground. The days of running and turning made him as thin as bones, red hair and black eyes, and a short beard on his chin at the age of sixteen.

"Then you will give me the kind of savage that you will drill wood for fire!" Ellen snarled as he sat down by the tree, "Anyway, make me a fire at once!"

"We're really out of velvet anymore. Steven said pitifully. He sprinkled a handful of dry grass over the embers and tried to blow it twice, but the campfire could not be brought back to life.

"I hate raw meat. Sersi cut off a thin slice of bloody flesh from the young deer's leg and held it up in front of his eyes to take a closer look, "Well, it's better than being hungry." With that, he swallowed his saliva, shoved the piece of raw meat into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it into his stomach with a painful face.

"Is it delicious?" Steven got up from the ground and winked at Sersi.

"It doesn't get any worse than that!" said Sersi, spitting out a strand of meat stuck between his teeth and cutting a thin slice of meat from a deer's leg, "Would you like a bite?"

"Am I going to be poisoned?" Steven stood still, not reaching for the piece of meat. They had not entered for three days, and had fled here for days, and now they thought about it, how happy and happy they were in those days when they rode horses and sang and rested at sunset, and there were no pursuers.

"Little ghost, I just know that if I don't eat it, I will die. Sersi tossed the piece of meat to Steven and plunged the dagger into the carcass of the young deer.

Alan sat under the tree and said nothing. Although it was spring, the chill of the forest in the early morning was still to the bone, and after three days of running, his legs were already so sore that he could not stand upright. He missed the sumptuous dinner offered by Dark, or a piece of roast sheep's trotters from Nippur, but now he could only take a nap on the hard, cold moss before he was on his way again, and so on and so forth, and so on and on and on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and

"it," he patted the pole he leaned on, "I would have stayed in prison if I had known!"

What happened before is still painful to look back on. On that day, Mike spotted the fire in the canyon first, and without saying a word, he galloped away, and he shook off the two lame riders and chased after him, but when he caught up with Mike and came to the heart of the canyon, it was the Flame Legion that awaited them.

He had only heard about it before, but had not seen it with his own eyes, and when he saw the soldiers holding ember weapons, the terrifying fear was still vivid, and in the blink of an eye, the men surrounded him.

"Knight," asked one of the middle-aged men with the ember sword, "since you two can find this place, you must have an unusual connection with Kenny Dalton." He kicked the horse in the belly under his crotch, and the dark red sword gradually approached Allen's chest, "Where's Linde?"

Eren wanted to drive his horse away, but he clearly felt that there was a gun or sword in the back of his head, exuding a terrifying warmth. Originally, in addition to thousands of Alliance troops in the valley, there were also tens of thousands of Nipur citizens, but now there were only ashes and messes all around, not to mention Linde, he didn't even see the corpse of a guard. "I'll have to ask you, Flame Knight of your. He pretended to be calm while calming the restless horses under his crotch, "Lord Mofenam is seriously ill, so anxious to come out to seek the Flame Heir?"

"You know too much, stranger!" shouted the middle-aged man, speaking in a lingua franca with a your accent, "guys, go back on errands!" and take them both away!"

"Captain!" a younger knight rode up. "Two more were caught outside, and they look like they're together!"

"Take it all!" the middle-aged man put his sword into its scabbard and smiled coldly at Allen.

If the third level of the prison of Nipur is considered dark, then the prison of your city is a black hole with no fingers in sight. Even though the four of them had been in the prison for an unknown amount of time, and their eyes had enough time to adjust, they couldn't see anything except the moment when the prison guards delivered the food.

Alan stretched out his fingers and shook them in front of him, he could feel the air moving, but he couldn't find anything, he experienced what it was like to be blind for the first time in his life. When he was bored, he suddenly thought that he needed to keep track of the time, so he closed his eyes and steadied his breath for one, two, three, but Sersi's snoring made it all come to naught.

After that, he stretched out his hands and began to grope around, trying to find out how big the cell was.

On his left, his fingers ran over the rough unfinished stone surface, and he tried to stand up and walk along the edge of the wall, his hand wandering over the stone face, taking small steps forward and slowly cutting through the darkness. He felt that the road was long, and when the wall came to an end, Selcy's snoring became far away, and then he turned in the other direction until he hit the wall, then turned back, and then stepped on Selcie.

"Damn, can you stop for a moment?" Sersi's voice roamed between the closed walls, "You're stepping on me." ”

"Man, sit down. In the darkness, Mike's voice came.

Alan felt the wall and sat down, and he could feel Steven's body trembling beside him. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to see how big this place is and if there are any other unlucky guys. He said aloud, afraid that he would be too far away from them.

"Who the hell is little Linde?" Mike's voice came again, as if it were right in his ears.

"A little ghost that Kenny saved in the tavern. Allen said.

"You know that's not what I'm asking," Mike snorted, "I've seen that kind of weapon on the First Continent, just when our army was besieging Robin City, those people—"

"Shhhhhhhhh

In the silence, a voice came from far away. The sound of boots grinding on the ground, and the sound of the wind coming from the false door, and then the gate closed, and the wind stopped whistling, but the footsteps came nearer and clearer.