The scorching sun relentlessly sows its light, scorching the earth while nourishing countless plants. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info endless stretch of green grass forward, but there is a black-haired linen alien among them. The scorching midday sun baked silently, and the intense thirst finally made the skinny teenager squirm like a bug, and finally swayed and crawled up.

Aaron looked at the outline of the black-bread-sized city wall in the distance, feeling hot and dizzy, and couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly. His lips were cracked by the gratuitous movement, and the pain caused him to stop smiling strangely. He leaned down, grabbed a handful of grass, and twisted his hands, only to realize that the power he had lost had now returned to his body. Wiping his lips with the green grass liquid, he slowly walked towards the "black bread". At first, he walked staggeringly, but after a while, he was no different from ordinary people.

In fact, Aaron had been walking on this road for about nineteen kilometers for many years, and he had to run through it unless he was hungry with his chest on his back. It's not that the boy has the heart to temper his body, but the shopkeepers will never tolerate the sun crawling in the middle, but the helpers who are not yet standing at their posts. As a child, his journey to work and "home" was an ordeal, but after a few years, he was already a good runner.

However, at this time, the weakness of the body limits everything. He couldn't move faster.

He kept reviewing his impulsiveness and mistake in his mind, but he always remembered the beautiful scene of countless fireflies flying towards the giant moon last night, and then there was a burst of sadness, as if this impulse also had value, but this mistake was another correct decision. He forced himself to forget the unrealistic, but he always remembered Soyth Bright's face over and over again, and it was hard to let go.

In the midst of this entanglement, the last few kilometers did not attract much attention to him.

It wasn't until the shadow of the giant city suddenly enveloped him that he woke up from his thoughts. The young man with mixed emotions raised his head and looked up at the "Southern Boundary Fort" written in gold powder at the head of the city—those elegant and beautiful characters, which for a time caused him to have endless memories.

Are the treacherous, rough and kind uncles, the "companions" who fight for a bite to eat, the big men with endless nobility and pride?

Aaron squinted his eyes in the warmth and prayed to the moon god in his heart. He didn't notice that it was already afternoon, but the city in front of him was not the slightest noise or sound. He slowly finished reciting the mutilated prayer, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a large black hole in the city gate, hidden in the darkness.

It was like being poured a basin of ice water on his head, and his sorrow and parting, all kinds of entanglements, were frozen in the bottom of his heart. The silence around him was like some terrible monster, staring at him without saying a word, so oppressive that his breathing became disordered. The brain, recovering from the chaos, finally realizes what the fall of a paladin means in the peaceful Southern Frontier. The three relics that he already felt were very heavy were about to bend his back at this time.

Resisting the fear in his heart, he walked over to the two huge doors and tried to push them. Without warning, the gates of the Southern Frontier Fort, made of sturdy sweet mahogany with shafts and chains made of the finest stainless steel, collapsed with a bang. Before Aaron could get used to the loud noise, his mind was blank and loud when he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

It occurred to him that it was a dream, and that perhaps in the next moment, he would wake up from the grass again, the tip of his nose filled with the clear smell of the grass. Even if the scorching sun makes him lose a layer of skin, it is definitely acceptable.

But when he woke up, he saw a dead city.

The once large and small shops, narrow streets and alleys, and the hard and towering boundary towers were all reduced to a black-and-white sketch, and then swept away by the flames. The once neat ground of the Boundary Fort is now covered with a thick layer of black ash, and this black ash is all there is to the city. The intelligent creatures of the past, those whom he hated or envied, liked or despised, had become unattainable, dreams of the past.

A breeze blew, and a few wisps of ash fluttered up, spreading their teeth and claws in midair.

Aaron knelt heavily on the sweet mahogany, tears welling up in his eyes.

When he lost it, he realized that this cold giant city had long been an incomparable hometown in his heart. However, everything he knew disappeared in an instant, and he thought that he had been favored by the moon god and could finally become a righteous citizen of the Realm, but fate immediately took everything he had fought for.

Dreams, yesterday it was so far away, but today it has become a bad joke.

With tears streaming down his face, Aaron slumped limply on the door panel and hugged his knees tightly.

The darkness of sleep came as promised.

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"Torrev, tell me what to do this time, if this shipment is shipped back like this, I'm afraid the two of us will never have to run this business again. ”

"You can't say that, Uber, although it is said that there is no hope of dumping in the Boundary Fort, but when you cross the Vasi River, you can find a small town and dispose of the goods..."

"Shut up, that kid is awake!"

Aaron woke up from a daze and only felt that he had just come full circle from hell, but he had been abandoned by the demon again. He slowly opened his eyes, and only then did he realize that the crackling sound in his ears just now was coming from a campfire not far away. And right next to the campfire, two men were looking at him curiously. He hurriedly touched his old linen clothes, and the uneven texture of his hands made him feel a little calm.

At this time, Torrev and Uber had already walked over, dressed in steel plate armor, quite tall, with a messy beard, Uber shouted at Aaron: "Boy, remember, my name is Uber, this is the boss of Torreve, you can pick up a small life, you have to thank him." ”

Torrev smiled kindly at him.

Alun's diffuse gaze finally focused on the two middle-aged men in front of him, and he got up from the roll of the bed on the ground, and knelt down on one knee in front of Torev, intending to make intimate contact with the earth with his forehead. Uber on the side seemed quite satisfied, but Torrev helped him up, and said with a smile that he should not listen to Uber's nonsense.

Uber was about to reprimand him with a straight face, when he heard a churning sound from the thin boy's abdomen—a sound that was simply imposing, and the expression on his face suddenly became strange. In Aaron's embarrassment, Torreve pulled Uber away and headed for the other end of the camp.

When the two returned, Aaron realized that they had gone to prepare food.

Brown bread and vegetable soup warm empty stomachs, and bonfires bake the body's remnants of tiredness. For a moment, Aaron seemed to go back to the days when he was a child many years ago, holding everything he could eat tightly in his hands. His eating was really embarrassing, but the two middle-aged men didn't care much.

Uber kept nagging, but Torrev fell silent. His round face, which was always smiling, was inexplicably serious at this time, and a pair of small eyes stared at the ever-changing bonfire, stunned.

"Thank you. I'm Aaron. ”

Such a simple sentence immediately broke the originally strange situation.

Hearing his voice, Yuber's fragmented thoughts came to an abrupt halt, and his sharp gaze fixed on Aaron's pale blue eyes, "What's wrong with the Southern Boundary Fort?", his voice was extremely hurried.

"I don't know. The expression of the owner of the words did not change in the slightest.

The sword in Uber's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he muttered, "Picked up a fool...", but the voice was not as small as he thought, so that all three of them could hear it.

Aaron was unconscious, and continued: "I was fine when I was working in the city the day before yesterday, but I was sick yesterday and couldn't hold on, so I stayed in my nest, who knew that it would be like this today. ”

Torrev glanced at Yuber and asked, "So Aaron, where are you going to go after that?"

"Boss Torrev, I really have nowhere to go. ”

"The caravan is going back to Xilin, do you want to come along?"

"Is it really possible, Uncle Torreve?"

"Unless you kid has some strength to work. Uber scoffed.

"I don't have a lot of strength. The boy looked honest.

Uber jumped up from the ground, his armor clanging between the clashes. He lifted his sword and looked down at Aaron, as if to say something, but eventually walked off into the distance.

"Uber is a nasty mouth, but he's actually a very good guy. As he spoke, Torrev looked reminiscing. Aaron felt a little inexplicable, and replied vaguely, "You are all my benefactors, and I, Aaron, will definitely remember it." ”

His words pulled Torrev back from the chaos. The round-faced merchant looked at him and asked, "Kid, don't you really know what's going on at Fort South?"

"I really don't know, uncle, I can only be sure that it happened yesterday. ”

"Speaking of which, you live outside the city, and there aren't many residents of the Southern Boundary Fort, so why would you go so far, Aaron?"

Torev's question cast a blanket on the face of the cute boy in front of the campfire. Aaron looked at the rising giant moon, and his tone became low, "I am an orphan, an orphan with nothing. But not everyone like me is happy to be a beggar who secretly lives in an empty house. ”

Torrev looked at the deep sadness on Aaron's thin cheeks, and the memories couldn't stop playing out again. For a moment he also lost interest in talking, stood up, patted his cotton pants, smiled at the young man who looked like a stubborn stone statue, and said, "Then child, good night." As soon as the words fell, he turned and walked away slowly.

A few sleepy-eyed, sword-wielding men walked towards the campfire. Expressionless, Aaron quickly stood up and slipped back into his sleeping bag. He covered his body tightly, but his sparkling eyes were still staring at the silver moon in the sky, and he couldn't sleep peacefully.

Sirin was west of the Southern Boundary Fortress, and Moon was to the south, but it was not easy to get through the bitter marsh. What should I do, Soyth?

In a daze, the boy closed his eyes, but he didn't know that two lines of tears crossed his cheeks, leaving a silvery white mark in the moonlight.