"This horn is the one I remember. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Lance held the horn with trembling hands, and a small fire lit up in his heart. Perhaps this horn will be a stepping stone for him to regain his memory.

Veronica was a little surprised, and happily said, "Lance, do you mean it really?"

Lance nodded firmly. Lance's memory of his life experience and experience was originally blank, and he finally remembered it, and naturally remembered every detail very firmly, and he would not admit the horn in this memory.

"Interesting. Captain Bagh touched his sexy goatee and said thoughtfully, "Red-eyed boy, maybe you are a survivor of this caravan." If that's the case, I think you'd love to go with us. If you think your wounds are all right, then let's go quickly. According to known clues, the caravan attack was supposed to be in the early hours of this morning. If you go quickly, you might find more clues about you amnesiac kid. ”

"No!" Before Lance could answer, Veronica politely refused for Lance: "Lance hasn't had enough rest for more than ten hours, he has lost too much blood today, he must go back for treatment and rest first, and it's not too late to go tomorrow!

Lance looked at Veronica, who did not back down, and was actually in a bit of a dilemma. He knew Veronica was doing it for his good, and his weak, aching body, ringing in the trance, and pin-and-needle brain were fully supporting Veronica's opinion. But Lance's consciousness told him he had to go.

"Winnie, I'm fine, you let me go. ”

"No, you're my patient, and your life is mine until you're recovered! So you have to listen to me!" Veronica turned around and pouted angrily, her pretty nose exhaling with unyielding firmness.

Lance grabbed Veronica's wrist, who was still arguing with her arguments. Veronica's body shuddered, and her originally angry cheeks suddenly smeared with an embarrassed flush. Lance looked at Veronica and said with a hint of hope, "Winnie, I know you are for my good, and I really thank you. However, as the saying goes, a healer should not only heal the sick, but also heal the heart. Now, only by finding my lost memories sooner can I get rid of the confusion and emptiness in my heart sooner. That way my body can recover faster, doesn't it? Winnie, we've been walking for more than ten hours, so we don't care about a little longer. ”

"But......" Veronica bit her pink lip and stopped talking.

Although she hadn't heard of it, it did make sense. Grandpa Andre also often told himself that only by letting patients open their hearts and relax their minds can the pain be truly relieved and recovered. That's why Grandpa Andre asked Veronica to practice chatting and telling stories from an early age, and emphasized that she should bring sweets such as sugar cubes with her. It is also because these can soothe the patient's mood, distract them, and reduce their pain.

Veronica thought for a moment, let go of her bitten pink lips, disarmed and exhaled, "Okay. But I'm going to take care of you too. You'll have to listen to me along the way!"

Lance nodded and said with a smile, "That's nature, my beautiful and kind healer. ”

"That ......," Veronica said shyly, "Lance, I agree." My wrist, can you let go of ......"

When Lance heard this, he looked down and grabbed Veronica's wrist in a hurry. Now I actually forgot about it. At this time, Lance's afterglow also felt the eyes of many people staring at him, full of murderous intent and jealousy, as if a strong cold current mixed with ice arrows threatened him. Immediately, Lance couldn't help but shiver. Hurriedly let go of Veronica's wrist.

"Winnie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Just scratch and forget. Lance touched the back of his head and laughed.

Veronica also smiled awkwardly and said, "It's okay...... It's okay. ”

Seeing such ambiguous two people, many young soldiers on the side had already gritted their teeth with hatred, and their faces distorted by jealousy were already full of thoughts about wanting to beat Lance violently. Their mouths were unanimous with hatred and said, "Red-eyed stinky boy!"

And the white dragon princess Loxani on the side is gloating.

However, in front of Captain Bagh, these little soldiers also scolded in their hearts, who dared to make a mistake. After all, according to the current situation, Captain Bagh seems to like this red-eyed kid quite a lot. These soldiers can only endure it first, and when they find the right time to fix this red-eyed stinky boy.

Captain Bagh said, "We're done talking, can we go, Winnie?"

"One more thing!" Veronica hurriedly took out the silk wrapped Naherni Flower from her satchel and said, "Uncle Bag, these are the petals of the Naherni Flower used to save the villagers." With it, the villagers are no longer afraid of the plague of the undead. Can you send someone back to Menice to bring it to my grandfather?"

Bagh took the silk package and said unexpectedly, "It's actually silk." Such a precious cloth, it shouldn't be this red-eyed boy. ”

At this time, the soldiers behind them began to whisper eagerly, after all, everyone had heard of the legend of silk. Veronica nodded, and Lance smiled helplessly in response.

Captain Bag handed the silk parcel to a freckled young soldier who was only 1.6 meters each, and then said: "Little Tommy, you run fast, quickly send this life-saving herb to Andrei, and the lives of the villagers will depend on you." ”

Little Tommy took it carefully, nodded vigorously and said, "Well, no problem, please don't worry!"

Then it disappeared like a rabbit into the darkness of the road.

But the moment he turned around, the freckled little Tommy peeked at Lance. The moment their eyes met, Lance wondered why he wasn't looking at me with the hostility of the other soldiers. It was as if something was said to me. But Lance didn't think much about it.

So the mind was settled, and everyone, led by the captain Bag, lit the torches and began to walk in the direction of the Coast Mountains. However, instead of going to the Coast Mountains, I came to a fork in the road and turned left. And that road is parallel to the Coast Mountains.

The moon was already high in the sky, and the forest was now cold and damp, and two columns marched along the path through the gaps in the forest. The potholed path is littered with small water pools, and the bright moon in the sky is reflected in them. However, as they walked along, the waterhole on the ground was filled with the orange-red glow of torches, and the sound of the waterhole being trampled on from time to time could be heard.

Lance saw that the grass on both sides of the path seemed to be covered with a layer of sugar, and they were all beginning to form a white frost. Everyone in the team was chilling, rubbing their numb hands from time to time, and Lance was no exception. The bitter cold stung Lance's wounds. In Lance's head, it seemed that the weather in May shouldn't be like this.

The forest gets darker and darker, and the road gets rougher. It seems that the trail has fallen into disrepair. However, judging from some of the remaining bluestone bricks on the road, this road was once a luxurious avenue paved with bluestone. It's just that for some reason the prosperity has passed.

"Red-eyed boy, are you feeling okay?" Captain Bagg's voice broke the silence in the group, which seemed to be suppressed by some kind of atmosphere. After Veronica briefly recounted a series of events that happened to save Lance. No one said a word more, only the occasional voice of Veronica's concern for Lance's inquiries and the young soldiers' unconvinced "cut" voices.

Looking at Captain Bag, who was staring at the darkness in front of him, Lance said, "Thank you Uncle Bagh for your concern, I feel that I can at least walk." ”

"I want to ask you a question. ”

You say. ”

Captain Bagg said thoughtfully, "What do you think it feels like after losing your memory?"

When Veronica heard this, she hurriedly complained: "Uncle Bag, why are you asking this, which pot is not opened, which pot is not opened, which pot is ......"

"It's fine. Lance glanced at Veronica, who was a little angry beside him, and shook his head, signaling that he was okay. So with a helpless smile, he replied, "It's like a dream, and it's like floating in the sky." Everything feels like nothingness, especially identification with oneself. It's a very paradoxical feeling, you have a lot of knowledge and common sense in your head, but you don't know where it comes from. I don't know where I came from, everything gives people a very false feeling. It's like waking up with a valuables that don't belong to you and you're upset. Seriously, if it weren't for Veronica by my side as soon as I woke up, I guess I would have gone crazy and even harmed myself shortly after I woke up. This feeling of floating emptiness is horrible. ”

Hearing this, the ranks seemed to be much quieter, and only the sound of breathing, the beating of flames, and the march and walking could be heard.

"Is that so?" said Captain Bagg, holding a torch in his left hand and caressing his goatee with his right hand. Lance seemed to be full of worry when he saw Bag's appearance.

When they turned a small corner, a fire appeared in the oppressive darkness ahead, like an island in the middle of the ocean. Looks like it should be a campfire.

"It's here. Captain Bag walked over with the team.

When they got there, Lance saw only a lone campfire and countless torches in front of them, which seemed to illuminate a scene full of wreckage, but no one. Lance looked at the newly added firewood in the campfire and knew that the owner of the campfire had just left. Just as Lance was about to ask. A young man's voice came from the forest on the side: "Stardust!"

At this time, the captain Bagh raised his voice a little impatiently and said, "Remnant light......"

Then there was a rustle of the canopies on both sides of the road, and four figures jumped from the shaking canopies on either side. Lance saw that they were all dressed in brown rough leather armor and cloaks, and a pair of leather boots covered in mud. Frozen and a little white, he held a crossbow in his hand and a short sword at his waist.

And one of the leaders came out and took off his hood. His dark brown hair was 2 centimeters above it, but he had a small braid at the back of his head, and his brown eyes exuded a resolute spirit mixed with heroism, but with a sad brow. The standard and not overly large physique sets off his temperament. At least compared to the scrawny Lance, this guy is more handsome and heroic.

"Captain Bag, you're here?"

Captain Bagh nodded, and then walked towards the campfire: "Quincy, I said that if you observe us so closely, you should be able to see what Lao Tzu and I look like." Why do you have to ask for passwords so much?

The warrior named Quincy said in a warrior's reportatory tone, "Report to Captain Bag, this is the process, and the fallen Captain Ronde taught us. Military acts only recognize orders, not people!"

"Scar-Eyed Rand is so boring, he looks like a stinky fart when he follows the Knights of the Aegis. As he spoke, Captain Bag exhaled lightly, and then crouched down by the campfire, roasting his cold hands.

And Quincy's eyes suddenly skimmed Veronica, and suddenly showed a hint of surprise: "Veronica, why are you here too?"

"I'm here to ......," Veronica was about to say when Barger began to explain.

"This girl has to come with her to take care of this red-eyed boy she picked up. Captain Bagh sat down and smashed the bonfire with a twig, and the bonfire, which had been gradually starting to weaken, burned again: "And this red-eyed boy knows the horn of the armed caravan sent by the woodcutter Brent, so I guess he may be one of the survivors, so I brought them here." ”

Quincy glanced at Lance beside Veronica, a look of displeasure flashing in her eyes. However, he was even more surprised when he saw the white dragon princess Loxani lying on Lance's right shoulder. However, he quickly regained his seriousness, and said coldly: "It would be great if this was the case, if he was a survivor, it would be of great help to us to solve the case." ”

"Nice fart!" Bagh glanced at Lance, then said, "This red-eyed kid had amnesia when he was rescued by Winnie, and now he can't even remember who he is." There were only scattered fragments of memory in his head, and there were no memories related to the attack at all. I'm a little skeptical that he's a survivor of the attack, maybe just a passerby who joined halfway and left halfway. And it is very likely that before the attack, he had left the caravan and headed for the mysterious place he said he was going to. ”

Quincy's sorrowful face was written on one of his brows, and he held his chin in his right hand and said worriedly, "This is not going to be easy. ”

Bagh looked back at Lance and said, "Red-eyed boy, what are you doing there?" Go and see what you can remember?"

"Oh!" Returning to his senses, Lance looked at the scene illuminated by torches in front of him, and walked towards the ruins of the battlefield on the other side, accompanied by Veronica. And the scene in front of him made Lance close his eyes unbearably.