It was already night, and Edward stared blankly at the sky, and the fire shone on his expression, which flickered brightly and dimly. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info inexplicably, I feel a taste of loneliness.

"Edward, it's late, go to sleep. ”

The dwarf whispered. Even with such a soft voice, the cowardice was clearly discerning.

"Go to sleep. ”

Edward's expression was tired. He looked at the faint light of the fire, and somehow had a bad feeling in his heart.

"But the king...... Edward, you're not in good health. ”

The goblin suddenly raised his voice, but then the next second he changed to that cowardly look. If it weren't for the order, it would be the rules for these guys to open and close their mouths, as well as His Royal Highness the Prince. Goblin cowardice and loyalty, sneer, God, how much do you like to look at our jokes?

"Alright, you go to sleep. ”

Waving his hand, Edward said irritably. "Just take it as an order. ”

The goblins watched their prince eventually leave. The cowardice and loyalty in their bones make it impossible for them to refute orders, everything that comes from the higher.

Edward looked around in distress, his injured leg in annoyance. Even the medicine brought by a friend could not make the wound caused by the anchovy scorpion heal. It's been three days. Alas!

With some unknown irritability, Edward also fell into a deep sleep. Consciousness was groggy and didn't seem to be asleep.

"How's it going?"

"I'm already asleep. Do it. ”

Humans who had previously taken the antidote to the cordata took up weapons belonging to the dwarves and began a silent slaughter. Even if you feel pain, you won't wake up, you won't notice anything that happens, and even if you're conscious, you won't be able to resist your body. Of course, this medicine is only effective for people under the Martial Saint who are under the spiritual power. But even that is worth a lot. Such a valuable medicine, of course, is not for these guys, but for the archbishop of the church. For this operation, to kill the elves. Wealth, glory, status, and ...... Eternal life. What a seductive word, you just need to nod your head to have it, who would say no? No one would say no.

"If you take the medicine given by the Bishop, you will be temporarily dormant, and after twelve hours you will wake up and take out the Hidden Bee and follow it to join the Archbishop. The three of us will be there waiting for you. ”

A man resembling a leader said to the others. He is the one who the archbishop intersperses. The aim is to better command and control these people. The archbishops did not promise what they called eternal life. But the wealth promised alone was enough for them to squander it for the rest of their lives. Because it was an oath to the god of light, Kiyadika, no one doubted it. And the archbishop did not intend to break the oath. Those riches are not worth much to the church. It's just that people who don't have enough strength can really keep their wealth that doesn't belong to them?

Everything is ready and waiting for the arrival of the elf Gergil. Their bodies were also covered with wounds, large and small, caused by them slashing each other with sharp weapons, although they looked very serious, but they were not fatal. Such a wound can be cured with just a bottle of cheap potions. Everything, everything is just for the future life. No more living in the slums, no more discrimination by people, no more giving your life to Lady Luck, as long as today is over, everything will be fine. What are the elves? What is compassion? This kind of thing has nothing to do with those of them who are dying in the slums. Kindness? It would be nice if that kind of thing could be eaten as a meal. Slums, where people eat when they are so hungry. And we, come out of there. Where, life is too fragile.

They were waiting for the elves to arrive, Edward had the forbidden things left by the elves, and the elves who felt his low vitality should be desperately rushing here now. The corpses of the dwarves were transported several. They dragged Edward towards a cave that was still remote. It's not in a hurry, it's not in a hurry, it's just the elves who are in a hurry now.

Indeed, as they thought, Guggill's face suddenly changed as he was about to fall asleep, and he fluttered his wings and flew quickly in one direction through the barrier. Completely forgot about the recent order of the Elven King to prohibit entry and exit. I don't know why, but there seems to be some signs of a crack in the barrier. It seems that the powder placed on the elves has played a role. These elves don't notice it at all, but they can break the barrier. It's all here.