As time passed, night fell, and the light gradually dimmed in the low hut next to the Silent Street Pavilion.

There was a "snort", and the old man lit the flint.

Stretched out his hand and lit the only oil lamp in the room, the dim light faintly illuminated everyone's face, even with such supernatural power, the old man's life looked no different from ordinary people, it was all the same simple and ordinary.

"Divine Messenger, Miss Aethra~"

At this moment, on the street outside the house, the sound of elven hunters shouting could be faintly heard.

Obviously, after finishing what they were doing, the elves finally noticed the situation here, and contacted the fact that the envoy and the young lady were not in the rest of the town, so they hurried over!

"Squeak", the low door was gently opened, and Wendina walked out of the room quietly.

Although she also wanted to listen to the old man's story, she knew better what she had to do as a moon guard before she became a listener.

The opponents who attacked them were humans, and even the knights of the Ace Academy, and if no one person properly conveyed such a message to those huntresses, then it was very likely to turn into a huge dispute between humans and elves.

After all, as the targets of the attack, in addition to the daughter of one patriarch, there was also an oracle representing the majesty of the entire race. The slightest negligence would have made it difficult for Anthola to survive the night peacefully.

"And what happened then, what was the fate of the knight?" asked Saber, sitting in the most polite and dignified manner, to the old man in a heavy tone.

As a knight king, the girl seems to be born with the trait of sympathy for other knights, and as a knight king who is not understood, she seems to be more able to understand the pain of the knight in the old man's mouth.

"He's dead!" the old man shook his hand when he heard the girl's words, but then he said in a calm tone.

But if someone keeps paying attention to his expression, they will find that the face under the dim light is really calm and frightening.

"Dead?" Yi Fan grew his mouth in surprise, knowing that in his guess, the old man in front of him was very likely to be the knight.

"That's right, it's dead!" the old man blew out the flame on the bamboo stick in his hand, and continued with his head bowed and his expression unchanged, "The entire Holy Flame Knights, including him, are all dead, and their corpses are buried under those cyan stones outside. ”

"All dead?" If Yi Fan was only surprised a second ago, then now he felt real fear, and that fear drove him, making him continue to ask: "How is it possible, they are not the strongest knights in the continent, aren't they even able to defeat the dragon?"

Hearing Yi Fan's question, the old man clapped his hands, and a trace of struggle appeared on his calm face, as if he was considering whether to tell Yi Fan the whole story.

"No, that knight named Roslet is not dead, you are lying!" At this moment, Saber, who was sitting next to Yi Fan, stood up suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the old man, and he said in an unquestioning tone.

"A knight like him can't be easily killed, and even if he is, he can't sleep in this unknown land in silence!" Saber's tone was a little excited, but Yi Fan knew that it was because she was really angry.

Hearing Saber's words, the look on the old man's face changed suddenly, he raised his head and looked directly at Saber, and said in a tone full of anger: "I said that he was dead, he was already dead!

Speaking of the back, the old man was already like crazy, stood up and stared at the staff in Yi Fan's hand, his eyes kept changing, as if there was some irrepressible emotion about to gush out.

The old man's hands were already clenched, and Yi Fan could clearly hear the sound of the bone joints ringing, but the next moment, the old man seemed to have lost all his strength, and he collapsed softly on the seat.

"Conspiracy, all conspiracy, everyone, everything, is a conspiracy......" The old man's eyes became cloudy, and his mouth began to repeat repeatedly.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Yi Fan couldn't help but feel a burst of inexplicable feelings in his heart, he couldn't understand what a tragic thing he had experienced that would make such a powerful old man reveal his current appearance just by talking about the history that had passed fifty years.

"Let's go, Yi Fan, now he can't tell us anything!" Saber turned to look at Yi Fan sideways, and said in a tone that couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, maybe for her, as a knight, what she could feel was far heavier than Yi Fan.

"En......" Yi Fan nodded, although he still didn't figure out the reason why the old man "helped" him, but he also vaguely learned some information, whether it was about the so-called demon seed, or the forgotten love he was holding in his hand.

With that, Yi Fan took Asela's hand and motioned for the latter to leave with them. It may be more difficult for a girl who has hardly been out of the tribe to understand the story told by the old man, but she is the only one who really feels the sadness and pain in the old man's heart from the level of her heart.

......

Hurriedly meeting with the huntress who rushed over after hearing the news, Yi Fan and they didn't stay anymore, and began to rush back to the territory of the Night Tribe overnight, after all, Othello and they are still very likely to have not left in the town, so it would be good to leave a little earlier to avoid them.

At the time of convergence, the hunters did not ask any superfluous questions, but just looked at Yi Fan's eyes, and there was a faint trace of respect and admiration.

Probably because the knight's unfinished ending was still hovering in everyone's hearts, so along the way, several people in the carriage did not speak, and when they came, the way back seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Because of the climate, the autumn nights in this world are very cold, and even sitting in the carriage, Yi Fan felt a chill for a while. He was like that, and the hunters who were still guarding outside were obviously even more uncomfortable.

Yi Fan originally planned to give up his position to Wendina, but thinking of the Nightblade Leopard who had never given him a good face so far, he could only dispel this idea and began to squint and doze.

He was so tired, even though there seemed to be countless things waiting for him to think about and sort out in his mind, but after a battle like today's, he couldn't help but fall asleep not long after squinting his eyes.

In the dream, he seemed to return to the world he once was, saw the familiar electric light and television, and even vaguely watched the anime that he had discarded! But this dream did not last long, just when he returned to the examination room of the college entrance examination again, the scene in his dream suddenly changed dramatically.

Darkness, boundless darkness! Yi Fan in the dream seemed to be in such a space, different from the feeling when he first entered the sea of knowledge, in this space, he did not feel like his feet on the ground, but kept wandering in the air as if he was floating.

But then, he saw a scene that he will never forget!

Countless knights with black flames spewing from their bodies, like hunting dogs fighting for food, rushed forward and rushed towards the figure in the center of them, and the spears and shields, swords and spears that the knights forcibly levied were casually discarded by them, and replaced them with their bodies as weapons, launching a fierce battle that was not afraid of death.

It was only at this moment that Yi Fan noticed that the knights' faces and bodies had been covered with black magic veins, and their eyes were as muddy as if their bodies had lost their souls, and everything they were doing now was more like relying on instinct to act.

And in the center of those knights, the only man who seemed to be sane was holding a silver-white knight's spear, repelling every knight who rushed forward, but Yi Fan watched his movements, but he could clearly feel how painful and struggling he was in his heart.

No, no, it's not just one person, at this time, Yi Fan suddenly discovered that right behind the man, a petite woman was holding a magic staff in her hand, trying her best to cover the attack from behind for the man.

And the staff held by the woman in her hand, except for the magic core shining at the top, was exactly the same as the forgotten love in Yi Fan's hand!