The coal in the iron brazier was burning, and it was already very warm in the tent, but Siegel couldn't stop shivering with a fever. He lay on a thick cushion with fur piled on the quilt, wrapping him like a silkworm chrysalis.

The mage's skin was so hot that it was almost about to turn into a fire elemental. The heat around him was like a false hallucination, completely unable to transmit to his body, and the constant feeling of exhaustion made Siegel feel dizzy.

He started to have a fever after he fell into a coma, and when he woke up, he passed out again and got worse, and it had been three days.

Never in Siegel's memory had he been so sick. The shaman of the Ox Rhino tribe came to check and thought that Siegel had been drenched in cold water, which was the cause of the illness. However, when I was a seaman, I was in and out of the water all day long, and I never had a fever like this.

The shaman was ready to treat him with bloodletting, but Siegel refused. "Prepare me some herbs and warm me up, I'm fine. However, after he drank the medicine, he fell into a coma again with a fever.

If it is a normal illness, Siegel only needs to become an undead state for a period of time to suppress the symptoms, and then teleport back to Myr City, and let Priest Red cast the magic of expelling the disease. However, this fever was actually able to affect the elemental power in his body, making him extremely weak.

When he woke up again, the brazier had been extinguished, and it was dark, but there was finally warmth in his body. His skin was damp and uncomfortable with sweat stuck to the futon.

The air around was warm and smelled of incense. The senses, which had been out of use for a long time, began to come alive, and then a strange stench entered the nose. Siegel thought about it, it was the smell of his own body. Sweat flushes out toxins from the body. And the heavy quilt wrapped itself tightly. What do you expect to taste?" he turned his head in a daze. There was no one in the tent. Men are dutiful as warriors and guards, but they are careless in caring for people.

It took him a long time to crawl out of the mound made of cups, leaving a layer of grayish-black slime on the surface of his body. Fortunately, the gang lit incense and drove away all kinds of biting bugs. Otherwise, he was eaten under the quilt, and I'm afraid no one would know. Siegel found water to drink on his own, ate two elven biscuits, and then transformed into a water elemental composed of pure water to scrub his body.

It wasn't until he walked out of the tent that the others noticed that he was awake.

"If it's in times of war. I've got to put you on the gallows. Siegel reprimanded Moore mercilessly. "Have you forgotten what the camp patrol consisted of? Shouldn't every camp be checked regularly? I woke up for more than an hour, and I don't know how long it would take to put the brazier out. ”

Moore hung his head and said nothing.

"You don't say anything because you want to take all the blame on yourself?" Siegel said, "I know that many of the soldiers and knights here at the starting point outpost were just mercenaries in the past, and they were used to being free and loose. But you should know that only discipline can guarantee victory in the war. You usually have a good relationship with them, but when it comes to things like camp safety, you shouldn't be indulgent. It is not enough to be moderate without authority. ”

At this time, there was a thumping sound outside, and it seemed that a fight had started. Then I heard a female voice shouting, "More, where are you?"

Moore glanced up at Siegel, his eyes looking very nervous. This familiar voice is Nata's. And you can hear that she is emotional. If she rushes in and sees that she is being reprimanded, she may swing her fist at Siegel. That's out of order.

"That's Nata, isn't it?" Siegel patted Moore's arm, "Go ahead, remember this time, and get the army in order." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the tent door was opened, and Nata rushed in. This is a tall woman, with deep eyes and a high nose, and her silver-white eyes look very mysterious. She tucked her long, fiery red hair behind her head, swaying like a flame as she moved. When Nata saw Siegel, a wave of anger came out of nowhere, and a punch struck the mage in the chest.

The fist was not big, and it didn't bring the slightest rumor, but Siegel immediately felt the danger. He dodged backwards, swung his staff, and the power of the spell struck back. Seeing that the situation was not good, Moore suddenly hugged Nata's waist and tried to stop his wife. As a result, the two of them fell under the spell together and were teleported out of the tent by Siegel.

The two men rolled into a mess, and Moore hurriedly said to Nata, "You are crazy! That's my lord, Lord Siegel." How dare you swing your fist casually!"

"I hear he's bullying you!" Nata pouted, "and I don't like him!"

"Hurry up and go and apologize to him with me. Moore glared, and his angry expression was not fake at all: "I heard that you are going to engage in a martial arts competition, and the Earl has come all the way to help. If it weren't for him and his magical equipment, how could I have finally married you? Moreover, Lord Siegel is also my teacher, and my martial arts and knowledge are taught by him, so you have to respect him very much!"

Nata glared at Moore, seeing that her husband's expression did not soften at all, so she had to snort and nodded.

Siegel walked out, saw the newlyweds still rolling on the ground, and said with a smile, "Okay, get up." Later there will be time to do such things. ”

More pulled Nata to apologize, and Siegel said he didn't mind. But Nata was curious about how Siegel beat her.

"That's the power of magic, I can teach you if you want to learn it. Siegel said.

Moore shook his head vigorously. He also learned magic for a while while following Siegel, but the difficulty of getting started stopped him. Magical words, basic principles, and elemental affinity constitutions were all obstacles to him. More knew that Nata didn't like to read, so it was hard to imagine her learning magic.

Nata waved her hand at Moore's suggestion and said, "No, I'll just find a way to defeat you myself!" She blinked and asked in her as polite tone as she could, "You don't have anything to do with Moore, right?"

As soon as Siegel nodded, he saw Nata grab Moore's arm and quickly drag him away. With the addition of full-body armor, Mohr has more than 200 pounds. But there doesn't seem to be much weight in Nata's hands.

Siegel shook his head. I can't imagine what life will be like for this couple in the future. I can only wish them happiness, and I want to bless Mordo a little more.

Hearing that the lord had finally recovered his health, Evan came to visit him with Fezak in his arms. The one-eyed father looked concerned and checked Siegel from beginning to end, so that he was relieved.

"My lord, what's wrong with you all of a sudden?"

"I've been a little tired lately, but I'll be fine after taking a break. Siegel comforted him and said, "I'm very strong, and I'm sick once." Well, it's fine. ”

Evan leaned against the edge of the tent and tilted his head to look at Siegel, "I don't think so. After you fainted, I thought the Assassin of the God of Murder had poisoned or cursed you, so I went to your room to check it out. Hmph, I've found something amazing. ”

The manuscripts for the study of metal plates were all in the room, and they were not cleaned up at all. Most of it has already been deciphered, and a careful look at it can connect the writer's story.

"You're really idle, and a mouthful of blood spurts out. Evan preempted Siegel and said, "What is your name? Could it be that when you see a tragedy in the history books, you will have to take a mouthful of blood? It turns out that killing the mage is so simple, just keep showing him the tragedy and tragedy." ”

"Evan. It's not what you think, I'm not that naïve. Siegel helped Fezak to sit down. Then he motioned for Evan to come over as well. "I just have something to talk to you about. ”

The three of them were in the middle of the foggy camp, surrounded by a campfire. The fire was lit with sheep dung, and with some poor coal, the fire was not strong but very resistant to burning. Siegel used a mage's hand spell to hold up three large potatoes out of thin air and grill them over the fire. The potatoes rotate and heat evenly on each side. He could already be distracted by three uses under the same spell, and if he talked to two other people, it would be four thoughts.

"The wall of storms envelops our world, an insurmountable and passable obstacle, and so far, no one has returned alive from the other side, hasn't it?" Siegel added. ”

Evan nodded, "You're right. The Wall of Storms is arguably the adventure of the strongest in this world. ”

"So how tall is the wall of storms?

Fezak opened his cloudy one-eye, and put his hand to the fire to roast. He didn't speak, but apparently his head was thinking.

Evan replied quickly: "You can't fly near the wall of storms, how can you know how high it is?"

"Then you look up and see the stars in the sky or the wall of storms?" Siegel immediately said: "The wall of storms is basically a circle around two continents and on the sea, and its range cannot reach the starry sky, right? If I keep rising, will I be able to climb over the wall of storms?"

"That's a great idea!" Evan clapped his hands, "Maybe we'll be able to get past this and learn the secrets behind the Wall of Storms!"

Seeing that he didn't understand yet, Siegel asked him the next question: "Is it inside or outside the wall of storms every day when the sun sets?"

"The outside, of course. Evan said without hesitation, "No one has ever seen the sun go down into the sea." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't express what was wrong. Evan scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry, as if something important had been forgotten, and his heart felt very depressed.

"Many mages have traveled to other worlds, and in the records they have left for the Mage Federation, the concepts of stars, planets, and the universe have been left behind. The Wall of Storms is by far the only one that no other world has. Siegel moved the roasted potatoes to himself and said to Fezak and Evan, "The normal world is like this grassland, and our world is only as big as potatoes." This layer of potato skins is the Wall of Storms. ”

"The world is so small?" Evan shook his head, "I don't believe it." In my opinion, the Kingdom of Stars, the Old World and the New World are vast enough to live hundreds of millions of people, and you still say small?"

"It's big enough for the average man, but what about in the eyes of the gods?" said Siegel, "don't you want to think about why everyone sees the starry sky every day, and everyone knows about the Wall of Storms, but in such a long history, no one has thought of what I just talked about?"

"Ordinary people may not think about it, the priests may be busy praying, but those mages who have been able to leave this world and see the scenery outside have never doubted it since they returned, why is that?"

Siegel took the potato, snorted, and said, "The only thing I can think of that can have such an effect is the spell of the Knox Commons." But such a spell could not be cast by an ordinary person, and no one had such a powerful mana. Evan, don't you like freedom? Tell me, do you still feel free?" )

PS: Don't leave the ticket or anything in your hand, throw it to me, hehe.