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"The human kingdom of the continent of Sapro has once again descended a dark age, and the old king who has accompanied me all my life, he is my friend or enemy, the white-haired Sitis. Eventually lost in this dark cloud. There was a moment when I wanted him to die under the sword, but now that I'm over half a hundred years old, I finally understand the meaning of the existence of rulers.

Everyone should have their own thoughts, everyone will think about their own gains and losses, so someone needs to restrain all this from happening.

Now that the chaos has been set off, everyone's memories and thoughts will be entangled at this moment. In the face of darkness, I will choose to accept it calmly. But you don't have to be like me, for young people, fate can be changed over and over again, you just need to know what you really need, you don't have to tell me, you don't have to tell others.

Remember, go with your heart and let the bloody rain write a vast epic for you, or let the broken continent play an ordinary overture for you. In short, the choice is in your hands, and fate is constantly rewritten because of you, but you must keep in mind that every choice you make will affect everyone around you, and all this will eventually become the due reward and finally return to you.

I know that one day you will find this diary, so I wrote these words to you. The moment the storm falls, may my son Izzy find the true direction......"

In a dilapidated cabin, a small bed, and a set of shabby tables and chairs make up a simple home. Outside, a biting cold wind accompanied by white snow blew violently and swept past the cabin. The great wind and snow howled, and through every crevice in the wooden house, the candle flame on the table in the room became fluttering.

An elderly man closed his diary and put it in the drawer of his desk. He had a thick cloak draped over him, but it still made him feel cold, and he stretched out his hands full of vicissitudes, gently dragging his chin and coughing. is such an old man, and there is still no complaint on his old face, as if everything around him is as calm as water.

At this moment, the door behind him suddenly opened, and a stout man walked in, his slightly frosty sideburns could be seen to be a little older, but his face was still full of the heroic spirit of a warrior. He was followed by a woman, who could still be seen as a woman, even though she was also wrapped in a thick cloak.

The moment the blizzard opened the door, it drifted in, but the man did not close the door, but silently watched the old man. The fierce cold wind extinguished the candle flame on the desk, and the old man smiled slightly, slowly got up, and turned his head.

"Bazel, my old friend, it seems that you are much older than I thought. ”

Hearing the old man's kind and hearty tone, the man slowly lowered his head, and his resolute and rough face couldn't stop the inexplicable sadness from the bottom of his heart.

"General Craft, you know why I'm here, please come back with me. ”

"Why should I go back with you?"

"The king is missing, and there are always a lot of people to investigate, but I promise that when the matter is over, I will send you back safely. ”

Hearing the man's words, the old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, while sighing softly.

"Old friend, you have been a mercenary for half your life, do you want to become a thug of the kingdom at the last moment?

"General, I vouch for the truth with my glory, and please come back with me. ”

The man bowed again, and in the face of his humility, the old man's gaze became sharp, he stretched out his hand, and pointed at the man tremblingly, "Bazel, your glory has been extinguished in the desires of your heart......"

The old man said excitedly, and before he could finish speaking, the woman standing next to him quickly took out a dagger from her waist and threw it away, and the sharp blade flashed and stabbed straight into the old man's chest.

In this way, the old man's eyes slowly closed, and his old face did not reveal the fear before death, but the corners of his chapped mouth with a slight peaceful smile slowly fell down under the surprised eyes of the two......