The wind and sand rose, and a flame erupted again, and there was no feeling of heat, only the illusion of the fire was clearly visible, and Nikolai walked out of the flames.

Roger smiled: "Nikolai, do you want to pretend to be a ghost again?",

Leo behind him looked innocent, but his eyes were fixed on Nikolai.

"Roger, a friendly reminder, the front is not the place for you to go", says Nikolai: "Fear in the dark will swallow everything",

Roger pointed to the puppet mask on his face and sneered, "Darkness, fear, can these scare me?",

"You were right when we first met, my heart was full of darkness, I was full of disgust with the Holy See at that time, Nikolai, you can read minds, now look at my heart, what can you see?",

"Light, death, life",

After seeing through his heart, Nikolai also wondered, why did he change so much in just two months, and why did his heart have both death and survival.

Seeing the puzzlement in his eyes, Roger smiled, pulled his fingers, and the black box behind him opened, and the centipede's hideous head poked out.

"It seems that mind reading can't help you see through my heart, let me tell you, I only want to live, not to die, the reason why they coexist can be summed up in one sentence, put death and then live",

The centipede's wooden mouth opened suddenly, and the internal mechanism spread out in circles, and with a "poof" sound, three hundred silver needles shot like a storm, and the illusion in the flames in a silver light was already full of holes. The centipede's mouth closed, its head shrunk, and the black box closed again. Roger laughed and said, "Leave me alive to help you deal with the Holy See? Nikolai".

The illusion in the flames slowly vanished, leaving an evil smile in the void.

"Naive Roger, if you are unfortunately buried in the darkness, I will pull you back to the world, and ask the god of fire to grant you eternal life and become my most precious prisoner of flames",

The voice grew quieter, and the flames and illusions vanished completely.

"You're doomed to disappointment",

Roger looked at the village in front of him. There was a deathly silence, and the wooden stakes at the entrance of the village were upside down, row after row, and there were fifty in each row, each of which was poked with corpses from top to bottom, and the smell of burnt black corpses came to the nose from afar.

Behind the stake was a field, and a few villagers rolled up their sleeves and worked the farm, only glancing at his arrival and ignoring it.

The people on the stakes were burned alive, and Roger broke open the mouths of several corpses. It was pitch black inside, and only those who were burned alive struggled to breathe in more smoke and make their mouths pitch black. The pointed top of the stake was not a little black from the flames, and he poked out the golden knife in his sleeve.

"Hey, are you here for an adventure?",

At the entrance of the village, a woman in white armor and a helmet leans against the fence, the mask on the helmet obscures her face, and she is giving her beloved foal clear hair, and the foal is very docile with her head down.

She had seen Roger's movements just now, and she admired his courage, she thought she was a valiant knight, but she was very afraid of these corpses.

Roger said, "Yes",

Roger said in a deep ventriloquism.

"Oh, uncle, you still come out to take risks at such an old age, and you are very motivated, but uncle, you seem to have chosen the wrong place, this place is not suitable for adventures",

The knight said to himself: "Uncle, why did you choose this place to take risks? there are neither treasures nor beauties here, the villagers are selfish and indifferent, the land is dry and barren, and even dogs don't want to live here, if it weren't for the family mission, I wouldn't have come to this place and suffered so many crimes."

She feels sorry for herself as she rubs the foal.

Roger couldn't think of a family member who would delegate such a task, and he didn't ask much.

"Uncle, what do you call you?

"Satan", the golden knife in his hand turned and looked at the stake hard, "click", the golden knife did not cut off the stake, but embedded it shallowly, the hardness of the stake is beyond imagination.

The knight touched his head and whispered: "It turns out that it's not powerful at all, it's still the first adventurer to look powerful."

"The first adventurer?", Roger asked.

"Ah yes, the first adventurer", the knight laughed embarrassedly, "I already had an adventurer here before I came, just like me because of the family mission",

"Which family do you belong to?", Roger asked.

The knight waved his hand and said: "I'm sorry uncle, I can't say this, I can't tell you my name, if you don't call me well, call me Silver Knight",

Who asked your name? Roger gave her a blank look, isn't this guy looking for death when he comes here to do a mission?

He pulled out his golden knife and looked at the stake carefully, it was indeed wood, but the hardness was rare. This golden knife was made by Grubel of the Blacksmiths' Guild, and I dare not say that it is like clay to cut iron, but it is still easy to cut a piece of wood, but this stake is so hard.

If he could, he could make a puppet for the main defense out of this wood, he thought so, but then gave up on this idea, and came here to solve the problem of his identity as a puppeteer, he could no longer be a puppeteer.

Roger put away the golden knife and walked into the village, and as soon as he entered the village, he saw tanks of water, and almost every house had two large water tanks in front of their doors;

The villagers were very indifferent to his arrival, and the man who came back from the field silently went home and closed the doors and windows, and the man patrolling with a knife and fork in his hand just looked at him coldly and walked past him, and the place was full of traces of flames.

"Uncle, let's have an adventure together",

After washing the horse, the silver knight led the white foal and said, "My riding skills are very good, maybe I can help my uncle",

"Really?",

Glancing at her beautiful but thin-looking foal, Roger was skeptical, not to mention how good her riding was, but the skinny horses alone were reassuring.

The silver knight patted his chest and said, "Of course, uncle, I am a brave earth knight", she leaned closer and said: "But uncle, I have to warn oh, this place is terrible, there have been children missing here before I came, and those who have disappeared have not been found until now, and those villagers with knives and forks were organized because of this incident",

Roger immediately remembered the disappearance of the prisoners in Candein.

"Uncle, the night here is terrible",

She looked up at the sky, and the sun had set, and the infinite darkness was like a curtain. (To be continued......)