Cheers and prayers abounded all around, and the people of the fort chanted the name of Mother Mar in praise of her love and strength. Then they hugged each other and celebrated the victory that had exceeded expectations.

Despite the considerable damage and the casualties, the fortress survived - from a group of dragons.

There seemed to be footsteps approaching him, and a little anxious inquiry. The young knight closed his eyes. His mother's love enveloped him and kept him from being cold.

……

A beam of light pierced through the closed eyelids and into Cole's pupils. He moved his eyelids slightly, trying to raise his hand to cover it, but found that it had no effect.

So he turned his face sideways and tried to open his eyes.

The surrounding area is no longer the cold city wall, but a green hut. Everything in the house, even the walls and roof, is made of planks and vines, uncut and planed, and there is not a trace of artificiality. They are esoteric and shiny, full of nature, as if they were still alive.

Cole propped himself up with his other hand, his palm sinking into the fluffy, soft mattress, feeling more comfortable than the best hotel he had ever stayed in. He slowly inhaled a breath of fresh air, remembered the 'nightmare' before waking up, and turned his head to look at the position of his right arm.

There was nothing but a mass of melted flesh and the half-blackened remains of arm bones. But the weakness and pain were gone, and Cole tried to clench his left fist, feeling that his body was as strong as ever, even better than before.

"Sure enough, it's dead." He tilted his head and chuckled self-deprecatingly, "It's nice to be with my mother, but it's a pity to be disabled—and I can't drink with you, Rogers." ”

The door of the hut opened inward, and two men entered side by side, walking briskly in front of him.

"That's wrong." One of the women said that her skin was sun-brown and her sturdy arms were exposed, making her look like a warrior. Cole's gaze swept over her open lips and landed on the canine ears above her head, "It was Fermir who saved you." Don't you want to say that he is your mother? ”

Of course not. His mother's figure is still etched in his mind, and he will never forget it in this life. But the woman's words touched a vague memory, and Cole struggled to rummage through his mind until the other spoke in a low voice.

"I know your mother." The hoarse voice made the young knight turn his attention to the black-robed figure, "Tiana Vis Marr, the current Lord of the Earth, is also the god of the Black Crow. ”

Beneath the black hood was a thin, withered face, and a pupil dancing with green flames. Cole lowered his gaze and stared at the other man's firewood-like fingers, suddenly realizing where his familiarity came from.

"Your name is ...... Fermier. He muttered, "Legendary...... The one who enlisted the dragons and destroyed the White Tower family. He turned his gaze to the woman, "And you...... It's ......"

"September." The woman replied to him dryly, as expected, "If you want to say that the white wolf that the Imperial Army saw, the white wolf with the dragon, is it?" ”

In other words, it was probably the two men in front of them who instructed the dragons to attack New Sunset Keep - which explains why they were there. But in this way, another problem is even more obvious.

“…… Why, save me? ”

"Because I need your knowledge." The black-robed wizard said calmly, "Rumors, doctrines, scriptures, and magic...... Everything about The Crows and your mother, Tiana. ”

Cole's movements froze for a second, then shook his head vigorously.

"No kidding!" He glared at the pair of dancing green flames, feeling courage gushing through his heart, "You demons who bring destruction, don't want anything from me!" If you have bad intentions for Black Crow, your mother will destroy you with her own hands, just like the dragon! ”

The black-robed wizard looked at him without saying a word. The young knight stretched his hand to his waist, where there was no longer a dagger. He clenched his fists, trying to hammer at the thin face, but suddenly it changed to September's face.

"You'd better not mess around." The female warrior stared at him coldly, pressing the knuckles of her left fist, "If you want to kill you, or make your life worse than death, Femir - there are at least a few hundred ways?" ”

"It doesn't have to be like this, September." The black-robed wizard stroked the woman's shoulder and stood back in front of Cole, "I may not be an enemy, young Raven Knight. He raised his hand and pointed to his chest, "You should have seen that Tiana Vis Marr is seriously injured. On her own, it may be difficult to avoid the fate of falling. ”

A voice told him that what the black-robed man said was a lie, and he couldn't believe a word. But his eyes instinctively flashed before his mother's figure—a long black dress as quiet as night, a pale, loving countenance, and a blue shard piercing his chest.

As a follower of Maar, Cole could perceive that it was indeed not a power that belonged to his mother.

"I probably know why." Femmer recounted, as if recounting a distant legend, "More than a hundred years ago, Alex Anderson Edda had a fight with your mother. As a finale, Alex falls, and Ada's magic becomes history. Some of his power was embedded in Tiana, eating away at her body, vowing to bring her to her destruction. ”

There weren't many flaws in the passage, or even if there were, the young knight couldn't tell the difference. He opened his mouth, and the courage in his heart turned into worry, "That'...... What can you do? ”

The black-robed wizard looked at him calmly, his expression a little solemn.

"Edda's position is still vacant. If I become the Lord of Heaven, I will be able to reclaim the power that belongs to Edda. Your mother will be saved from falling. "For this, I need to be knowledgeable and prepared." If you want to save Tiana, we have the same goal. ”

Cole felt like a mess in his head, and his chest was full of anxiety. All kinds of information, rumors, and things that we have seen are intertwined, and it is difficult to distinguish between hypocrisy and truth.

"My desire has never been to bring destruction, but to make the world a true paradise." Fermir bowed his head and pressed his hands to his chest, like a devout disciple, "Each oracle can only inherit the power of one god. Don't worry about me hurting her. ”

The black-robed wizard turned around and walked towards the door with the female swordsman, "You can make the right choice, I'll wait." ”

The door closed slightly, and Cole stared at the gray-green wooden door and the bunch of curly green vines hanging from the side, and did not move for a long time. Then he lay back on the bed. The voice in his heart was still undecided, and he wanted to wait a little longer, at least until he woke up again.

Because only at this moment, he can still believe that he is innocent, and he can sleep peacefully.