[The fire has gradually been extinguished, but the king's shadow is gone, and the ashes without fire will come one after another]

Northern of the Kingdom of Rune, County Winter.

Another full moon.

A black church with a spire of Gothic towers over a snow-capped peak, and blood-red moonlight obliquely illuminates a cold sarcophagus in the cemetery behind the church.

The sarcophagus was not sealed with soil, it was just exposed to the air.

In the center of the cemetery is a bonfire made of bones.

The blood-red full moon unscrupulously illuminated everything on the earth, and also illuminated a half-hidden sarcophagus in the cemetery.

Suddenly, the lid of the sarcophagus was slightly moved.

"Smack!"

A palm wearing a gauntlet as if it had been burned broke out of the coffin.

Through the broken notch in the gauntlet, you can see the dry palm and the crimson sparks flowing on it.

Finally, embers, dressed in a full suit of broken knight's armor, awoke from the sarcophagus, ending their long slumber.

Ember surveyed his surroundings, his eyes looking a little confused.

"It's fire season again?"

"But ......"

He looked up at the sky, the blood moon emitting a scarlet light above his head made him feel inexplicably weird, and he muttered in a low voice, "Why the red moon?" A new story? Dark Souls 4? Or Dark Souls 5? ”

"Forget it, none of that matters."

He shook his head, his gaze slowly falling on the bonfire made of bones in front of him.

Anyway, let's start a campfire first.

"Smack!"

Ember left the sarcophagus where he had been sleeping for thousands of years, leaving vivid footprints on the snow-covered earth.

Eventually, he made it to the campfire.

There are no grave keepers, no hungry hounds, and no crystal lizards.

Everything was so smooth, so smooth that Ember was a little suspicious of life, and his eyes were full of confusion.

But no matter what, he took out his spiral sword—

It was a spiral greatsword with obvious traces of spark, and it was not cooled by ice and snow in the slightest.

Subsequently.

He stuck it in the campfire.

"Wow!"

A faint flame rose from the bones, making a small crackling sound.

"Ignited?"

Ember muttered to himself, "So it's really a campfire, and this is a turkey farm?" Directly in the cemetery? What about my fireproof girl? ”

Ember thought, and was about to look around for the traces of the Fire Girl.

When he raised his head, he found that a figure appeared in front of him at some point.

The figure wore a simple linen robe with patches, and a belt twisted from tree bark was tied around his waist.

His long black hair was draped down wantonly, and his feet were covered with dust and scars.

There is no doubt that this is a lady.

"Are you my fireproof girl?"

Ember stepped forward and asked calmly.

He was waiting for the fire girl to give him guidance, waiting for her to explain her background.

Only then will he know where to look for firewood.

"It's not."

The lady seemed to anticipate his inquiry, and whispered, "My name is Arianna, servant of the secret. ”

"So, where's my firefighter girl?"

Ember frowned, looked at the NPC in front of him and asked.

The other party is not a fireproof woman, but she did not question the term fireproof woman, indicating that she should know the clues.

She is probably the discouraged brother of this generation...... Sister Discouraged?

"I don't know."

Arianna shook her head slightly, speaking at a slow pace, "I'm just in charge of giving you some guidance, Ember Lord. ”

"I know the embers, but I don't know where the firefighters are?"

Ember is a little confused, what is this?

New to Dark Souls 4?

"What guidelines?"

Ember quickly adjusted his mind and asked.

"Beckland."

Arianna tapped four clockwise strokes on her chest and whispered reverently, "There's the first payroll you're looking for." ”

"Got it."

Ember nodded knowingly, since he knew where the Salary King was, it would be easy to do anything.

"So, where's Beckland?"

"The capital of the Kingdom of Rune."

"The Kingdom of Rune?"

Ember muttered the name of the unfamiliar country a little dazedly, and hesitated, "This is Rodland?" Where's Arnoor Lund? ”

"I've never heard of this place."

Arianna thought for a moment and shook her head slightly.

"Haven't heard of it?"

Ember frowned and asked, "And where is this place?" ”

"Northern of the Kingdom of Rune, County of Winter."

Arianna lowered her eyebrows slightly.

"And how do I get to Beckland?"

Ember nodded, then asked.

He had just asked a question when he saw the lady in front of him stretch out her hand.

"Bang knock!"

Ember subconsciously stretched out his left hand and flicked away the woman's outstretched hand, and an ice-blue Irusil straight sword instantly appeared in his right hand.

But seeing that the other party didn't seem to be stiff, he didn't make the next move, but was ready to wait for the other party to attack and then bounce back again-

Until further tenacity made her completely stiff.

"I have no ill will."

Arianna, who had been flicked off her palm, didn't do anything further, just clicked four times clockwise on her chest again, and whispered, "It's just a way to teleport." ”

"Teleport?"

There was a hint of clarity in Ember's blank gaze.

Campfires contain the power of the first fire, and although the 'wildfire' is a clumsy imitation of the campfire, it is also tainted with a hint of the first fire.

So, he can use the power of the first fire to move quickly between the campfires—

The premise is that the campfire has been lit by the power of the first fire.

But right now, with only one initial campfire, he obviously can't teleport.

If you can teleport quickly to Beckland, it will undoubtedly save a lot of time.

Since the discouraged sister in front of her can talk and has no signs of being a living corpse, she should be trustworthy...... Right?

"I'm sorry."

Ember sincerely apologized to Sister Discouragement, and held out her hand to signal her to continue.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether the other party has malicious intentions or not, it doesn't matter, it's just a big deal.

But.

He is immortal.

Arianna hesitated, then grabbed Ember's arm.

Then, as if half of their figures had been erased by something, they disappeared into the shadows out of thin air.

Meanwhile.

In the shadow of the prayer hall of St. Samuel's Church in Beckland, a male figure dressed in a full set of broken knight's armor quickly sketched.

"Arianna?"

Ember looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of him and the vanished lady, and shouted hesitantly.

"Your Excellency."

An old voice rang in Ember's ears, and Ember came back to his senses to find an old man with a beardless face and deep eyes, dressed in a black and red archbishop's robe, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Dependents? I? ”

Ember looked around and found no one else, and couldn't help but point at himself blankly.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

There was a hint of respect and humility in the old man's eyes, "Lady Arianna has left, my name is Anthony Stevenson, I am the archbishop of St. Samuel's church, and I will be responsible for guiding Your Excellency." ”

"Why do you call me a dependent?"

Ember frowned slightly, seemingly slightly dissatisfied with its title.

The old man did not reply, but turned his gaze to Ember's left hand.

Ember subconsciously lowered his head and raised his left arm to spread out his palm.

In the palm of his hand lies a badge, crystal clear, as deep and brilliant as if it were made of black gemstones.

When Ember looked at it, it was indeed there.

But when he looked away, it seemed to disappear.

And in Ember's sight, he could see more.

[Night Badge.]

The coat of arms bestowed by the goddess of the night on her dependents.

The bearer is blessed with a secret blessing.

Legend has it that when the bearer displays the badge, the cultists of the night will regard him as a reximity of the goddess. 】

“……”

Ember was silent for a long time, with a hint of memory and hesitation in his eyes, "Beckland, the Kingdom of Rune, the Goddess of the Night, Arianna, St. Samuel's Church, the Way, Anthony Stevenson......"

"The Master of Mystery?"

Ember seemed to realize something, but his expression became more and more dazed, "Am I not here to spread the fire?" ”