"White Dove, I don't understand, why are we running away?" asked Kenny, turning his head. www.biquge.info They rode together at this time, galloping on the endless plain, the sky was like a blue jewel, only a few white clouds were flawed, and the forest in their vision was constantly receding.

"They are in a detachment of five hundred to search for our whereabouts!" the white dove shouted breathlessly with his arms around his waist, "This is the second time I have encountered them, which means that White has sent more than one detachment, and if we don't escape, the next detachment will soon catch up!"

"Ah, dear!" Kenny scratched his beard, "you can kill them in an instant, and if I hadn't seen them with my own eyes, I couldn't have imagined such horrible sorcery in this world!"

"I can't use it all the time!" the white dove turned his face sideways, his tone a little strange, "That sorcery has unimaginable harm to the caster!"

Kenny jerked his horse to a halt, sending a puff of dust up over the plain.

"Why stop?!" the white dove clung to the corner of his coat and cried out anxiously, turning his head to look at the forest that was already far away.

"Why not?" Kenny's voice was a little hoarse, and instead of looking back, he looked into the distance, "Tell me, how does that witchcraft do you harm?"

"Honey, now is not the time to talk about this!" the white pigeon urged anxiously, "we have only been running for a while, and those guys will soon catch up, if they catch us, we-"

"There's nothing to hide from each other, is there?" Kenny turned his head to look at her windswept silver hair.

The white dove seemed to notice her embarrassment, and she brushed her hair with her fingers, then lowered her head. It was the first time he had seen her look frustrated. "Because my witchcraft doesn't come from blood, it's learned. She whispered, "There is a saying in the wizarding world called 'anti-god wizards', and this term refers specifically to witchcraft wizards like me, because we have disobeyed the will of the Namu god and obtained power that we should not have, and if we use it, we will be punished accordingly." ”

"I'm asking you," Kenny raised his voice, "how the hell that damn sorcery will hurt you?!"

The white dove avoided the unquestioning gaze and bowed his head in silence for a few seconds. "Ice Blade, the name of that witchcraft. She corrected, and then asked him in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "If I grow old, as old as Follet, will you still love me?"

"Of course!" Kenny replied without thinking.

"Then it doesn't hurt. ”

"Does it make you age?"

"Yes. ”

Kenny gasped as his gaze swept back and forth over the white dove's face. I don't know if it was subconscious or delusion, he found that the corners of the white dove's eyes, I don't know when there were two more shallow wrinkles, she looked a little older, maybe it was the haggard brought by the overnight rush, but he was sure that the white dove in front of him was no longer the white dove he saw for the first time. Yes, her name is Mira Kelline, the former queen of Assyria. He couldn't help but think.

After a brief silence, he shook the reins with renewed distress. The horses sent by the Tielin army began to gallop across the plain again, and they used the oncoming wind and sand as an excuse to cross the Assyrian border at dawn on the fourth day.

"Look! there's a town there!" Kenny cried as he grabbed the reins and pointed to a cluster of low buildings not far away.

"You're in my way!" the white dove poked his head out from under his arm, "Oh! that's Brugg, and I often go there to sell medicinal herbs, and it's called the 'Gate of the Holy Land' by the Eridus!"

"Oh, huh?" Kenny muttered, "I hope it's a holy place!"

When the two rode into Brugger, the buildings along the street looked a little old, as if they had been built a hundred years ago. The main body of the house is mostly made of logs, and most of the road is paved with dirt except for the road when you first stepped into the town, but the road is inlaid with cobblestones, which are polished by platform boots.

They took a moment to walk around the town. The town is not large, about a hundred or so houses, around the bell tower square in a circle, a little north of a large farm, in which some cattle and sheep are raised, a thin river runs through the town from west to east, to the easternmost low city wall, the pedestrians on the road are more leisurely, the busiest is the tavern on the west street, although it is small, but it is still a vibrant place.

They dismount and walk into a inn, looking as relaxed as they can, but Kenny's empty pockets always make Kenny's heart furious, and he doesn't know if the owner of the inn will receive them. So, he tried to disguise himself as an Eridu, learn how they behaved and walked, and strode to the counter of the inn.

"Stranger?" the tavern owner opened his mouth first, and after speaking, he raised his neck and poured a large sip of wine, his sharp little eyes not leaving the stranger in front of him.

Kenny turned his head to look behind him, then turned back and smiled at his boss.

"No need to pretend, the knights of Eridu are used to hanging their swords on their right side. The tavern owner reached out and wiped his rosacea, "Turn left when you go out, turn right at the first intersection, and the seventh shop has a currency exchange business." He looked away at the white dove standing next to Kenny, then withdrew his gaze, "If you have Eridu currency, I didn't say it." ”

"Hold, sorry, if ..... We don't have any money?" Kenny said.

The tavernkeeper raised a thick eyebrow, those two eyebrows squeezing three deep lines of forehead on his forehead, and then he raised his chin and swept his gaze back and forth over the two strangers. "Are you kidding me?" he asked in an extremely deep voice.

"No, by no means!" Kenny held up a finger, "yes." My wife is an Assyrian alchemist, and we've picked up some very rare alchemical herbs deep in the forest, you see!" he gestured to the stables outside the door, then turned around, "But we're just here, and those herbs haven't been exchanged for currency yet, so—"

"That's the war horse of the Iron Forest Army. ”

"You're so well-informed!" Kenny smiled fakely, "I'll tell you the truth, I'm an Assyrian border guard, and I'm here to sell those precious alchemy herbs, and since you're so well-informed, you should know that those flowers and plants are in high demand in the wizarding world, and when we sell all the herbs in that package—"

"You'll be able to pay for my room, right?" the boss tapped on the table with some displeasure, and poured another large sip of wine.

"That's right, we can pay you double the price for three days at most!" Kenny admitted.

"Three days is too long, and I can only pay one day on credit here. The boss warned him, "You have to find a way to sell the herbs before the sun sets tomorrow, or I'll sweep you away!"

"The people of Elidu have always been so kind?" Kenny scratched his beard on his chin.

"Don't please me, turn the corner on the second floor, the room at the end belongs to you tonight, the key is here. The boss said, placing a brass key on the counter, "Also, dinner ends before seven o'clock, if you don't want to go hungry, stranger." ”

"Thank you!" Kenny picked up the key on the counter and turned to smile at the white dove.