Moretto has been stationed in the village of Povor for several days.

This is the junction of the Ice and Snow Empire and the Wild Sand Empire, but due to years of war, this village has long been abandoned.

The former farmland has been turned into the Gobi, the wells have dried up and the houses have collapsed. Once the soldiers had settled here, they did not advance. Everyone was speculating about Childe's intentions, but he sat in the camp all day, facing the Ice Wolf Castle to the west, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Just sitting, looking, waiting.

Moretto himself didn't know how long he had waited or how long he had been thinking.

The last time he received a secret report, his teacher Dawson, was suddenly "seriously ill and dying." Only then did he realize that the so-called crusade against the Red Pavilion was just a lie, a lie to protect him.

Ice Wolf Castle has long been full of murderous opportunities, whether it is the old minister Dalson or his mother Queen Feather Spirit, they are just crumbling branches in the blizzard. Only escaping from Ice Wolf Castle in the name of crusading against the Red Pavilion is the only way to survive.

But where else could he go?

The Wild Sand Empire would not take care of the son of a vassal king like him at all, and the demon army in the south would probably only want to kill him just like Hei Ningxue.

If he fled back to Xuedu to find his mother's family, or went north to Tiandu to join his brother, he would not be able to bypass the choke point of Ice Wolf Castle, which had already fallen into the hands of the dreaded "god-aided shrine maiden" Hei Ningxue.

Food may not last more than a month, and fresh water can only be transported from the borders of the Ice and Snow Empire by cavalry every two days. What's next?

Moretto sighed deeply and buried his head in his palms, feeling the confusion of his future fate.

"Why do you do this to me." Moretto's eyes welled up with tears, "What should I do......"

Sou!

The sound of bowstrings.

A crossbow bolt was shot right in front of his toes, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling!

The guards beside him were shocked and hurriedly raised their shields in front of Moretto. But there was not even the sound of birds chirping and insects chirping, as if it was calm before death came.

"Relax, don't be so nervous." The middle-aged man's deep voice came from behind.

The soldiers turned to see an officer in the cloak of the Ice and Snow Empire, smiling and leaning against a dirt wall that hadn't collapsed yet. That's exactly one of Moretto's lieutenants: Harold.

"This arrow is four points into the ground, and its strength and accuracy are top-notch. If you really want to assassinate Childe, you shouldn't deliberately shoot on the ground. He squinted at the arrow, already understanding the other party's intention, "Look at what is on the shaft of the arrow, is it a love letter written by a girl?" ”

Although he always looks like a prodigal, both Moretto and the soldiers admire Harold fiercely. There have been many crises before, and this drunkard has managed to settle them.

The soldier took a closer look and saw that the arrow was indeed tied with parchment, and hurriedly presented it to Moretto for inspection.

Moretto had already sat down on the ground in fright, and before he could come to his senses, he tore it upside down for a long time before opening the scroll. When I opened it, there was only one sentence in it: The letter is with me, and three days later, I will leave the camp and walk five hundred steps east to get it.

"Three days? Three more days? "Moretto Moreto was already in a mess, there was no teacher Daulson, no mother, Mrs. Yuling, at this moment he grabbed the officer as if he was about to drown, "Harold, think of a way, I can't wait for three days!" I'm going crazy! ”

Harold was so dizzy by his shaking that he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the little boy.

In desperation, he glanced at Moretto, then at the arrow, and said: "Generally, a crossbow arrow has a range of three hundred paces, and only the tail of the arrow is exposed when shot on such a solid ground, and the strength is more than four points. Roughly converted, this person should be around one hundred and twenty steps. Since this warrior is not too far away from us, Childe might as well shout a few times and try to see if he can hear something. ”

If this kind of sloppy idea had met other lords or generals, Harold's head would have been split into sixteen pieces like a watermelon. But I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, the current lord will be the incompetent and cowardly Moretto.

As soon as he heard that there was a way to obtain the secret letter of Ice Wolf Castle as soon as possible, he immediately shouted into the air in all directions in a panic, "Warrior! Good Warriors! This letter is about my mother's life and death! Please give it to me as soon as possible? ”

The soldiers on either side endured a look of disdain, and Harold smiled playfully behind his back.

But Moretto was about to cry in a hurry, he had long forgotten that he was the commander of the army, the son of Ice Wolf Castle, and the future lord of the party. He just wants to be a good son in his mother's arms, a good baby.

Looking at his humble pleading, Harold didn't know whether to criticize him for being weak and incompetent or loving his mother. At that moment, he really hoped that the mysterious figure would be impressed by Moretto, and shoot another crossbow arrow, so that the poor stupid son would know about his mother sooner.

Soul power surges!

A cold voice suddenly came from behind Harold, "Since it's so important, let's give it to you." ”

Moretto turned back in surprise to see a man in a black cloak with a crow staff standing there with a blank face, holding a blue package in his left hand.

With a cloak wrapped in such a hot weather, who else but not laugh?

As soon as the soldiers saw that someone suddenly appeared, they immediately drew their swords and surrounded them.

"Don't hurt him......" Harold just wanted to reach out to stop him, but saw the man in black and cloak raise his hand to seal it, and two shadow energies roared through. There was a sound of metal cracking, and the dozen or so soldiers surrounding Harold had only a sword hilt left in their hands.

Their blades were smashed into pieces by that man's soul technique in an instant!

The soldiers were stunned and didn't know what to do, and even the well-informed Harold was secretly surprised, "Who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Bu smiled and threw the blue package to Moretto, "You need it urgently, take it." ”

Moretto came to his senses and hurriedly untied the edge of the package. But at that moment, he laughed miserably. He looked up slightly and didn't smile, his eyes were already red, "She's dead." ”

Inside the package was her mother's dagger, a symbol of the Magister's identity.

Soul Sorcerers are highly hierarchical:

The first level is called "Soul Sorcerer", and no matter how long the apprentice has been practicing, he can not advance until he has mastered a series of basic spells;

The second order is called "Magister", which requires more than three years of study under the Magister and passes the trial before he can possess magic weapons and become a mystical mage;

The third tier, called the "Grand Magus", requires the completion of a five-year challenge in the capitals of the major empires in order to be eligible to don the mage's robes.

The fourth order is called "Transcendent Magister", and you need to go to the realm of soul magicians in the north: the Arcane Empire, to be tested by the Psychic Tower. It is said that less than one in ten people can get out of the psychic tower alive and obtain the "transcendent blade" made by the magic capital.

As for the fifth-order "Super God Magister" and the sixth-order "Legendary Magister", they live in the mouth of the bard, and ordinary people have no chance to see them at all. So in the eyes of ordinary people, the "Transcendent Magister" is already the pinnacle of soul magicians.

And the "Transcendent Blade" was bought by the Magus in exchange for their lives, and the Transcendent Blade is even more precious to the Magus than their lives.

When the "Transcendent Blade" leaves the Magister, it means that Lady Feather Spirit is dead.

In the silence of the desert, Moretto's mournful roar resounded through the sky.

He wept bitterly.

He roared wildly.

He swung his sword and slashed at the attendants around him.

He cut down the battle flag and smashed the war drum.

He drove away the people around him and even shouted to disband the entire army

Finally, he shouted his mother's name, and suddenly a sword stabbed him in the stomach.

He committed suicide.

Buxiao watched indifferently as Moretto's blood and intestines gushed out, the pain distorting his expression and his voice trembling, he pleaded and reached out to Buxiao, but Buxiao just watched silently as he rolled on the ground, wailing, and finally motionless.

He sighed regretfully. I thought that the second son of Ice Wolf Castle, who was deeply persecuted by the demons, could share the same hatred with the Red Pavilion, and even join the Red Pavilion to fight against the demons, but I didn't expect it to be such an ending.

Finks was startled and quickly jumped out of the shadows, "Oh my God, he's dead?" ”

Don't laugh and say, "He doesn't deserve to be saved." ”

Finks glared at him: "It seems that someone said: Heroes must fight for the weak, whether they deserve to be saved or not?" ”

Don't laugh and say, "I'm not a hero. ”

Finks knew that he couldn't talk to him, so he could only intervene angrily, "That'...... Then he died too painfully......"

"A painful death may be the last lesson the world has taught this baby." Said without smiling disgustingly.

Finks looked at the corpse of the adult man in fine clothes on the ground, "You call this a baby?" ”

Smack, smack, smack.

Applause.

Harold, who had been watching coldly, clapped his hands and laughed, "Baby, this word is so subtle!" ”

There was a clear sense of relief in his tone, "His family has worked hard to pave a way for him to escape from Ice Wolf Castle. As a result, this kid didn't appreciate it at all, and even went crazy and committed suicide. The glimmer of life that blood and life have been exchanged for is wasted in this way. What's the difference between this and a baby who can't find a pacifier and just cry? ”

Finks and Bu smiled at the officer in front of him, he didn't seem to be hostile, and he didn't care about Moretto's life or death. Or more accurately, Moretto died, and he still had a little joy.

"You're a private soldier?" Don't ask with a smile.

"Mercenaries." Harold changed to a slightly less humble title, "My name is Harold, and I have fought in the Ice Fortress and the Demon Clan for a few years. Now do some interesting business with your partners. ”

"Ice Fortress?" As soon as Finks said this word, he immediately thought of the sacrifice of the demons, the various battles in the Ice Wolf Castle, and Lydia.

Oh my God, why think of her!

As soon as the name Lydia came to mind, Finks stamped his feet in jealousy. Obviously she is an evil traverser, but she is welcomed by so many people, and when I heard that she didn't laugh, she even gave her a special weapon as a gift!

Human feelings are always swirling in a whirlpool, and then getting stronger and stronger. To put it simply, the more you think about it, the more angry you get.

Finks glared angrily without smiling, secretly complaining that he had not received any gifts for so many years without smiling, and there was a nameless fire in his heart. Just wanted to question whether to laugh, but Harold accidentally inserted a topic.

"It is rumored that a few months ago, someone made a big fuss in the territory of Ice Wolf Castle. I saw that the two men were very bold, and I took the liberty to ask. Harold smiled, "Are you from the Red Pavilion?" ”