It was already late at night, and the door of Dowling's room was gently opened, and two figures, one large and one small, rushed out, and instead of choosing the main entrance, they rushed towards the wall behind the room.

By the broken wall, Dowling looked around cautiously, quietly, without a sound, so he let his guard down and stepped over the wall with one foot.

At this moment, a fire suddenly lit up outside the wall, and Dowlin was startled and hurriedly pumped his legs, but it was too late, and a group of people also appeared in the direction they came.

"Young master, if you leave like this, we really can't explain it." Victor said with his head bowed and a torch in his hand.

Dowling knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so he didn't hide it, and came to Victor generously.

"What I'm going to do this time is so important that no one but me knows about it, including my grandfather, and I have to go and no one can stop me."

After Dowling finished speaking, his eyes looked at the faces around him that were red by the firelight, he smiled and said, "Knights, please forgive me, I have a hard time going, I hope you understand, I have left an image in the shadow ball, as long as you bring it back to the fortress and give it to your grandfather, he will not blame you after seeing it."

Victor wanted to say something, but was stopped by Dowling, who shook his head in no doubt.

"Thank you for your trust and companionship during this time, and I, Dorian Austin, am very grateful, and now I'm leaving." With that, Dowling walked directly past the crowd towards the west.

"Aren't you chasing?" Several knights who knew Victor well leaned over and asked in a whisper.

"You have also seen the attitude of the young master, what are you chasing?" Victor said with a frown.

He turned to face the knights and said, "The young master handed me the shadow ball before leaving, and asked me to lead everyone back, now that the battle in the fortress is tight, we still need to show our blood there, and we will leave early tomorrow morning."

The knights looked at Victor gratefully, and it was really righteous for him to stand up against everything at this time.

The gates were closed, and Dowling climbed over the walls with the help of Ash.

The moonlight sprinkled the earth, illuminating the road ahead.

Dowling took out a black scroll and spread it on the ground, and took out a map of Zhongdu to compare, his fingers followed the route to the west, but his brows furrowed little by little.

"This ...... The inheritance has already left the Middle Capital." Dowling was surprised, and at this moment, an urge to give up rose in his heart.

The east and west of the capital are long, the north and south are slightly shorter, and there are 6,000 miles from the imperial capital to the west border of the middle capital, and the mountains are high and the roads are dangerous.

The main reason why Dowling wanted to give up was not these, but that these six thousand miles were simply gone in vain and inherited in the Western Regions.

Putting away the scroll and map, Dowling looked at the magic vine sigil in his palm, and the slender roots inspired him like a life.

Sighing helplessly, he strode towards the west with Ash behind him.

At dawn, a group of people sat on the beach by the lake and ate a full meal of grilled fish, and then returned to their tents to rest, and the night of running and fighting had exhausted all their energy.

Dowling, Boa, and Archie took out their tents and distributed them among the others, their tents were different from the warriors' single tents, they were all large.

Lady Phil and Duke Lane lived in a tent, and Lord Duke was still unconscious.

Tang Wen and Jin Mian lived together, Jin Mian had already slept, and Tang Wen was looking at the top of the tent in a daze, maybe losing an arm was a big blow to him.

Dowling Baoer and Archie are crammed into one room, in fact, the tent is very spacious, more than enough for the three of them.

"Are we going to stay here for a long time?" Archie asked, rubbing his precious bow.

"I think so." Dowling lay on the futon and glanced at Bao'er and replied.

"Can't you muster an army?" Archie asked.

"Now that Uncle has occupied the main city, he still has this terrifying Holy Rank combat power by his side, and the army is of no use at all." It was Bao'er who answered him, and his expression was helpless at this time.

"Isn't it okay to notify the Imperial Capital?" Archie Succession

He continued.

"Presumably the news must be blocked now, and the outskirts of the Borado Desert may be heavily guarded." Bao'er shook her head and said.

"Hey, I can't beat it, I can't run it, so I'll stay here for the rest of my life?" Archie put away his precious bow and lay down on the futon with a sigh.

"Okay, don't be sentimental, there will definitely be a solution, wait for Bao'er's father to wake up and then discuss, the main thing now is to get a good night's sleep." Dowling whispered, and then slipped under the covers.

"That's right, I'll talk about it when I wake up." Archie patted Bao'er who was in a daze next to him, and then fell asleep under the covers.

"Oh......" let out a long sigh, and Bao'er also lay down, and he tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep.

It was dark this night, and by the time they woke up again, it was already the next morning.

"Huh? fruit!" Archie was the first to wake up, and he saw a fruit with a white red dot next to his pillow.

"It's the Pure Pulp Cleansing Fruit—" Dowling also saw the fruit on his pillow.

"It should have been sent by Corona, and speaking of which, the two of them are really good." From the bottom of his heart, Dowling was very grateful to these two partners who signed the contract.

Everyone in the camp was already up, and the Thunder Army was running around the lake under the leadership of Victor.

Jin Mian sat cross-legged at the entrance of the tent and closed his eyes to pranayama.

The Marquis of Tangwen was even more leisurely, he was fishing by the lake with a fishing rod in one hand. Although Dowling didn't know why he had a fishing rod.

"Uncle Tang Wen, Yaxing is good." Dowling walked over and said hello.

"I like to catch a fish, but now I have it, thanks to my storage ring in my right hand, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to see that the lake can't catch fish." Tang Wen said with a smile.

As he spoke, he shook his hand, and the rod was raised violently, and a fish that kept swinging was fished out of the water by him and flew towards this side.

Dowling quickly grabbed the fish in his hand, and was about to unhook it, but found that the hook fell off automatically, and when he looked closely, it was condensed by Tang Wen with fighting spirit.

"High, it's really high, uncle, your fishing level is higher than the sky." Dowling exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

"Average, the top three in the West." Tang Wen laughed.

Dowling then went to see Duke Lane, and Mrs. Phil took good care of him, but unfortunately Duke Lane still didn't wake up.

"This fruit was sent by Corona, what kind of fruit is it, it smells very good." Mrs. Phil asked, picking up the two fruits on one side.

"This is the Pure Cleansing Pulp Fruit, it is a strange fruit, eating it can strengthen the body, not only can improve the fighting spirit but also improve the mental power." Dowling said with a smile.

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