All living beings in this world, whether human beings or other races, birds and animals, and even inconspicuous insects, have an instinctive pursuit of light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Light represents life, hope, and everything.

People crave it, but to a certain extent, they also think that it is something they cannot afford and are not qualified to have.

Classical polytheistic beliefs in the southern region described a man who "flew to the sun with wings made of wax and was burned off by light and heat, and fell from it", as well as a similar expression in the Lamanite proverb that "a moth fights a fire and kills itself."

This side shows people's pursuit of it and the psychology that they should maintain awe.

The White Church often describes demons and the undead as "evil products hated by God": "They must not live under the light of God, whether it is the light of the stars, the moon or the sun, and will surely destroy this unclean." Such a description.

Although it is almost common knowledge that high-level demons live in a hell full of fire, Henry and his party have witnessed the walking corpse and even ghouls moving freely under the moonlight and bright sun. But like many other errors that cannot be justified, the canons of the White Church are not so much unequivocal facts as they are statements that preachers want people to believe.

The dead and demons, even if they are not harmed by the light, will certainly not seek the light.

Because it is something that only the living can feel, pure light, warmth, bringing life and hope.

"Mira?" Margaret froze, and even Henry frowned.

The white-haired Luoan girl didn't even have the armed belt she put aside, she straightened up as if she had been manipulated by someone, and walked towards the depths of the ancient capital of the dense forest without taking a torch.

"Hey!look," "What's going on!", "Stop her!"

The sudden change left the mercenaries and merchants scrambling for a while, and in the blink of an eye, Mira had disappeared into the darkness. Filippo, Margaret, Mikhail, and Constantine all grabbed torches one after another, but before they could do so, Henry and Horno chased them out in the dark night.

"Whew-" The huge vine man with thick wrists was obviously also the result of the influence of magic, and the four of them, who reacted quickly, caught up with Henry and Orno in just one minute, and the moment the firelight illuminated their faces, everyone also felt a strange touch like a breeze.

"Is this ......?" It's an indescribable sensation, like a breeze blowing on your face, but it doesn't get obscured by your skin, but goes straight through your entire body.

"Mana Wave. Horno replied in short words, and Henry, who was on one knee, examined the footprints left on the grass on the ground: "This way." When Mira disappeared forward, he looked very calm, which may have something to do with the meaning of the magic wave, even Constantine and Margaret, who were not familiar with magic, could feel peace and kindness from the breeze just now.

"Don't be fooled. But Orno reminded them in a serious tone, "Don't forget the witch!" she said, like a basin of cold water poured over your head.

"Stay on guard!" Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Konstantin gave a loud order in the direction of the camp that could still be seen behind him. Immediately afterwards, he looked at Mikhail.

It was not a good thing that both of the leaders of the group had left, and the knight lieutenant realized his responsibility, nodded, and returned to the camp.

Henry in front of him had already chased him out, not to mention that there was still some moonlight, and even in a darker night, he could still walk on the ground.

Horno stayed with the others, making their way through the dense green vegetation at a slightly slower pace.

"I didn't expect there to be a surviving magical beast, but this magic fluctuates-" Miss Elf muttered to herself, and as the road progressed, everyone began to feel more and more the various emotions contained in the breeze that penetrated their bodies and minds.

Soft and warm, but at the same time with a hint of it.

"Fear?" Konstantin said with a frown. Margaret, next to her, shuddered at the feeling of empathy for the hostility that seemed to surround her—she retreated, but Mira was her only friend. So in the end, he mustered up the courage to restrain himself, and Filippo, who sensed this, protected Margaret's side.

"What the hell!" may be influenced by the emotions contained in the magic wave, or simply hate things that he doesn't understand. Orno's pretty little face furrowed her brows, and she responded with words full of magic, and the magic wave emitted from it caused discomfort to the other three around her before it touched her opponent.

It's hard to explain magic in plain language, but everyone has a unique "personal realm". When other individuals with strong magical power deliberately manifest their will, if this will is extremely aggressive, it will inevitably cause discomfort to others.

This feeling can be described as a change in air pressure, and most people will feel difficult to breathe and even nausea and retching due to the pressure.

"Hey—" Filippo coughed, and Margaret turned pale, and Constantine yelled at Orno.

"Hide in the dark, show your true self!" But Miss Elf didn't care about the three of them, and she continued to shout in Elven language as she stretched out her palms toward the sky.

"Huh-" A faint blue light spread.

"Uh-" The words that had been intimidating before, this time it was like a shock, and the three people standing around without magical protection felt a splitting headache and couldn't speak. But then the soft magic wave that was the same as the one just now came, which made them feel much better, but they also realized that the fear contained in it became more and more profound.

Obviously, what Orno did frightened that target.

Mo said that it was it, and even the other three people standing beside her were a little dissatisfied. But considering that she didn't know anything about the world, and had lived with people of the same kind who were equally powerful in magic, this kind of behavior was probably normal for Orno, but she didn't expect that humans were so weak that they couldn't even protect themselves.

Orno's brow furrowed and loosened, which was already an extremely rich expression of emotion for an elf.

The mana wave spread again, and suddenly it was a little abrupt, and the empathetic sense of fear waned a lot.

It is like a traveler walking through the cold wind to find a mountain hut with a bonfire.

It's like finally returning to a warm home despite a downpour.

"There is no change, that is to say, it is passively emanated, and it is not too young to .......control it freely," Orno whispered to himself in Elven language, and turned back to the three of them in Lamani: "It should be, there is no malice." ”

And Konstantin and the other three also understood at this time that what she was doing was some form of detection spell. Miss Elf's vigilance is not at fault, after all, not everyone is Henry, and after encountering the witch's mind-manipulation magic that surpasses human cognition, it is better to be cautious when encountering similar scenes.

Konstantin stared at Orno carefully for a long time, as a nobleman, he had seen and heard a lot, but the magic used by the elves was really eye-opening.

-- These are almost the same thing as "magic" in the conventional way of human beings.

It is true that the various elemental spells used by human magicians are worthy of their names in the eyes of ordinary people. But compared to the profundity and mystery of the magic principles of the elves, it is completely insignificant.

If ordinary people are lucky enough to see it once, it will inevitably become a superior talking point, so it is an eye-opener. But Konstantin was no ordinary man, and the first thought that came to his mind after meeting Orno's magic was-

"-How can this be used by me?"

"Let's catch up. But Margaret interrupted the knight's thoughts with a sudden voice, and he returned his attention to the present moment. Although Mira's sudden disappearance is also very concerning, what Konstantin really cares about is actually Henry and what he did.

"Whether a blind man touches an elephant, let me see what you can do. Reciting the allusions of the classical Lamanite era, Konstantin whispered, catching up with the three who were ahead of him.

――――

'Weeping. ’

Somebody is crying. ’

I've got to help. ’

The body moved involuntarily, as if she was in the middle of it, but like a bystander watching her move.

What is that?

Who is it, trembling.

It's like your old self.

Alone in the cold darkness, there was no one around who would really lend a hand. Yes, good deeds, some people will try to do good deeds, but no one's actions are really unrelated to profit and purely well-intentioned. I could tell it from the depths of the pupils of those eyes on their smiling faces. No matter how well they hide, they can always see through their purpose.

They always act in order to get some reward.

"It's self-satisfied, half-hearted kindness. A very tall man said this, and even though his back had grown in height now, he still felt very reliable, as if he could block all the disasters in this world.

"What is the difference between what you have done and those who have caused all this?" The warmth that came from those big rough hands was unmistakable, pure, and mellow.

Then he turned back and looked down at himself.

That's an amazing pair of eyes.

For the first time in her short but by no means ordinary life, she met such a pair of eyes.

It has nothing to do with profits, and it is not for the sake of being able to gain something.

Complex, with no connection to words like simplicity or naivety. But I don't know why, somewhere in the depths, somewhere in the deepest places, she saw a trace of purity.

You are the light that shines into my life.

You may be blamed by the whole world one day, but even then, I think I will stand firmly behind you.

What exactly do I want to do?

She thinks about this question all the time.

Do you just follow him?

No.

Yes.

It's because I was looking forward to that back, so I decided at the beginning. In the future, I think I will meet people who are in the same situation as myself.

Then when that time comes, you must be like him.

Be the light that guides the man.

――――

"Oh my God—"

The torch in Margaret's hand almost fell to the ground.

Filippo's eyes widened, and even Konstantin looked unusually surprised.

"Shhh Due to the presence of the towering castle lord's mansion, not too many trees grew here, so the moonlight could be sprinkled.

And on the ground, illuminated by the moonlight, Mira sat with a little white foal.

But that alone is not enough to surprise everyone.

As we mentioned earlier, the horses that live here have been affected by magic over the course of 2,000 years, and they have become quite different from ordinary horses.

So if you think about it, it's not impossible.

But even so, when the group saw the short spiral horns on the head of the foal that rested its head on Mira's lap and slept peacefully, they felt a shock that no words could describe.

There are few legendary phantom beasts in this world, and even many people think that they do not exist in reality.

But even so, there are only a lot more legends about it.

I don't know how many local myths correspond to the evil dragon, which is different from the black evil dragon that summons destruction and summons death, this pure white horse is a pure symbol of hope that brings light in the face of adversity.

And at this moment, it was so peaceful, kneeling on all fours, placing its chin on the lap of the white-haired girl, and happily falling asleep.

"Maybe our luck wasn't too bad. "Just like the legend of the witch and the dragon, the image of the unicorn in the hearts of the Lamanites is extremely deep.

At a time when the whole team has suffered a great blow and morale is low, being able to meet the legendary symbol of hope, even if it is only a false self-deception, will eventually give people the motivation to move forward.

"......" Konstantin looked at Henry, and the sage did not look back, but looked straight at Mira and the foal, who were snuggling up to each other and falling into a deep sleep.