Alan felt his head feel as heavy as lead, his mouth was dry, a feeling of nausea coming over his stomach, and he struggled to suppress the vomiting, quickly remembering if he had drunk too much. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He wondered where he was, and at the same time moved his eyes and looked around at his surroundings. But there was nothing around, dark as ink, no stars and dark clouds that obscured the moonlight, and there was a deathly silence, and he began to wonder if he had fallen into the abyss. Then, he reached out and tried to see his palmprints, only to find that his vision was blurry.

"Uhhh

A sudden scream stung Allen's eardrums, and he jerked his head up to see a figure holding a dagger into his father's back. The light was so dim that the man was hidden in his hood, his face could not be seen clearly, blood kept pouring from the corners of his father's mouth, and then his body fell to the ground like a soulless body, staring blankly into the distance.

"No, no—"

Alan roared hysterically, his eyes bulging out of his sockets, crisscrossing his eyes with bloodshots, his arms were bruised, and he instinctively touched his waist, but found that the familiar saber was not at his waist, and he roared madly and rushed towards his father.....

In a two-story wooden house in the slums of Nippur, Alan lies quietly on the floor. Suddenly, he sat up from the floor suddenly, his whole body almost wet as if he had just been drenched in a pouring rain, his throat was filled with a hoarse chapped feeling, and his heart was pounding. He had never been so nervous, not even when an enemy's sword reached his neck.

Alan reached out and wiped the water from his face, thinking back to what he had just seen in his dream. It wasn't a dream, his father was dead, and a wave of loss and despair swept through his heart, as if to deprive it of its right to beat.

Sersi held the tub and looked at Alan who was half-sitting on the floor. "What's wrong with you?" he asked, blankly.

Alan Muna looked up, only to find Sersi standing beside him, holding a wooden basin in his hand, and he was the one who started the heavy rain.

He didn't answer right away, but looked back out of the house. At this time, the sun was embedded in the west, and there were already a few stars in the sky, and the night of hard work last night had made him sleep all day.

"I'm asking you!Damn, you've been sucked by a demon?!"

Alan turned his head and let out a deep breath of exhaust air. "I'm sorry. He said, "I dreamed of my dead father.....

Sersi set the tub aside and sat down on the floor. "May the god Namu bless him. Then, he pulled out a vial of brown potion from the pocket of his bearskin jacket.

Alan wiped the water on his head with his cloak and asked curiously, "What is it?"

"Alchemical potion. Selcie looked mysterious, and repeated, "The alchemical potion of the dark magic wizard." ”

Alan glanced at Sercy with disdain, "Why didn't you tell me, 'This thing isn't wine!'"

"Damn! I'm tired of the tone you say. Selcey's face was full of displeasure.

Alan shook his hair, as if he was intent on splashing water on Sersi, "Say something useful!"

Sersi dusted off the water he had sprinkled and muttered, "If it weren't for the slaves of Nipur, I wouldn't be angry with you!"

"Well, I apologize. Alan finished and looked at the bottle of potion.

"I found this potion from the Colosseum. After Selsey finished speaking, he handed the brown potion to Allen, "I sent someone to cordon off the entire Colosseum after that day, and now it is closed for business. I went there today and found some potions in the background, and I had the soldiers test on those animals, and guess what happened?"

Alan uncorked the bottle and sniffed at the mouth of the bottle, a rotten sour smell burrowing into his nose. "How did it turn out?" he asked, frowning, corked the bottle.

"Those beasts are like crazy, a dying leopard was potioned, and it broke free from the wooden prison! God Namu forbid, do you know how strong the wooden prison is, even I can't open that cage with my bare hands!" Sersi kept raising his eyebrows, his voice almost roaring, "Later, I experimented with several potions, some of which could make the beast fake death, and I even kicked a tiger in the ass, and it didn't even respond." And ....."

"To get to the point, tell me what this bottle of potion does....." Alan gestured to the bottle in his hand.

"Well, it seems that you don't dare to be interested in those. Sersi's voice fell, "If you're right, this potion should save your friend, it's been experimented, it's just ..... I'm afraid we don't have an excuse to approach him for the time being. ”

Alan shrugged his shoulders and put the brown potion in his jacket pocket, he tied his long wet hair back with a straw rope, got up and walked outside, leaving a disgruntled Selsey in the cabin.....

As night fell on the city of Nippur, a black carriage stopped in front of the gate of a post house, the brass bells around the necks of the two tall stallions fell silent, and the groom took a copper coin as he rewarded and watched the knight in silver armor leave with a smile.

The greeting of the servant came from the door of the post house, and Allen, who had been guarding the hall of the post house for a long time, heard the sound and immediately tilted his head to the side.

Kenny's silver boots rattle against the wooden floor, the sound from far to near and from near to far. Alan sat on the high chair at the bar and peeked back to see Kenny sitting around the corner of the hall, reaching out to call for the servant who was serving the food.

Eren drank the wine from his glass and touched his jacket pocket, only to find it empty, and he remembered that he had left all the gold coins in Sersi's house last night in the clay pot on the window eaves for ease of movement, and now he was a complete pauper.

'Damn dreams!'

Alan secretly broke a sentence in his heart, if it wasn't for that inexplicable dream, he would never be so reckless with his careful thinking. Empty wine glasses swirled around the bar in the hall, and Alan thought for a moment, staring at the back kitchen of the post house hall with a casual gaze, and then he left the high chair at the bar.

A maid walked into the hall with an iron plate, the cherry pie in the iron plate was full of aroma and steaming. She turned a corner, and suddenly a black shadow appeared in front of her, and she was caught off guard and couldn't dodge, and collided with the black shadow.

With a 'bang', the pie on the iron plate fell to the ground, and she fell to the ground like the poor pie. The maid clutched her waist in pain, and let out a coquettish cry from her mouth.

"Oh my God, what did I do, Namu!" Alan asked softly, standing around the corner apologetically, "dear girl, I didn't break you, did I?"

The girl looked up slightly, and saw a handsome knight in bearskin armor and a gray cloak. He had long chestnut hair, uninhibited in a ponytail, and a gorgeous sword at his waist, and the girl looked at the handsome face in amazement, and bowed her head shyly. She bit her lower lip, then pursed her mouth in a straight line, trying not to make her smile look too obvious.

"Damn! I must have broken you!" Alan held out his hand to the girl, pretending to frown anxiously, "Hurry up, you're crushing my thing!

The girl immediately got up by Allen's hand, and she looked back at the place where she had fallen, but found nothing.

She turned her head, and suddenly felt a warm burst of her lips, and a pair of delicate and deep eyes appeared in front of her.....