Section 122
Annan woke up from bed, a fine bead of sweat oozing from his forehead.
"Are you having nightmares?"
An inquiry rang out in the quiet bedroom.
Annan shuddered slightly, looked up, and saw Deira leaning against the wall.
ββ¦β¦ How are you in my room? β
"Your assistant asked me to protect you." Deira replied.
"Well, a terrible nightmare...... "Desperate dreams still haunt Annan's mind, "I see the earth cracking, the snow-capped mountains collapsing, countless rat tides and demons surging, all life wailing in boundless pain......"
In the dark light, Deira pulled out her dagger and looked out the windowβa black raven landed on the windowsill.
"That's not a dream, young lord."
Sigh: "I'm sorry to take the liberty of visiting, but we're leaving." β
"You're a druid?"
"I am the leader of the druids, you can call me, prophet."
"Did something happen?" Annan lifted the sheet and put on a mage robe to hide the white shirt. "Only half of the druids are in Starmoon Bay, and some are in the old soil of the Violet Kingdom to get rid of pollution......"
"The chieftains there will tell them." Raven spreads its wings and "Goodbye......"
"Wait a minute!"
There was still an endless forest in the north that had not yet recovered, and the druid's suddenness gave him a strange smell.
Annan didn't care to put on his shoes and ran to the window, the dark ravens blended into the dark night, and the druids flew to the east like migratory birds.
At this time, Annan's whisper suddenly sounded in Dade's ears:
"Young lord, the North is no longer a safe harbor, get out of here and go to Wilhelm ......"
The haunting dreams and the druid's warnings overlapped, and Annan suddenly felt a little out of breath, as if he was being grabbed by an invisible hand in his heart.
"What's wrong with you?" Deira discovers Annan's unnatural breathing and oozing cold sweat.
Annan barely held up a smile: "It's nothing...... Do you keep vigil at night and still work during the day? β
"I can discipline the prisoner while I rest." Deella said.
Annan bowed his head slightly: "I'm not sleeping, you go and rest." β
Leaving the bedroom, the quiet but magic-lit corridor allowed Annan to relax a little. Go to the study and open the portal to Breeze.
"I had a dream......"
Anyway, Olmedo said that she liked to communicate, and Annan simply used Olmedo as a diary.
ββ¦β¦ The bodily monsters and the corrupted earth have made it impossible for me to escape the effects now, and when I woke up, a druid leader came and told me......"
After talking about the dream and experience, Annan exhaled a depressed breath: "Something must have happened in the south of the kingdom." β
"But the Knight of the Grail personally led the team......"
"The Grail Knight can take on a nezumi clan?" Annan does not have the belief that the "Holy Grail Knight" is immortal, on the contrary, Annan is the faction that believes that "the farmer killed the legendary mage with a dung fork".
Dropping all the Grail Knights into the Rat Hive may be able to deal with a Nezumi clan, but they can't face the real Rat Tide...... Even though almost all of the Grail Knights are legendary, they can swim in magma, drink poison, and the power of blood can feed a swarm of vampires.
"Of course not, but the Grail Knight wants to escape...... If they want to retreat, the nezumi can't stop them. "Olmedo told Annan that the Grail Knights have a lifespan comparable to that of half-blood elves, and that they have been battling ratmen, demons, vampires for hundreds of years, wars, plagues, famines, deaths, they have seen countless times.
"I hope you're right......," Annan sighed, "where is Wilhelm?" β
"The Old World, the birthplace of mankind, from which our ancestors migrated, has a better name...... Olmedo pronounced the sacred word: "Middle-earth." β
"I still don't know where."
But Annan was illiterate.
As the portal nears dissipating, Olmedo rushes Annan to find the map himself.
Restoring the silence of the study, Annan looked out the window at the darkness of the sky.
This time to find Mr. Victor? He wouldn't be happy even if he was asking for knowledge......
Annan intends to wait a little longer. The bedroom and study made him feel dull, and he picked a popular book from the bookshelf and went to the spacious living room, curled up on the sofa by the extinguished fireplace, and turned the pages.
The time was fast when he focused his attention, and the eastern sky was cloudy, and it wasn't long before Annan heard footsteps on the stairs.
Lela rubbed her eyes and walked downstairs, realizing that she was not the first to wake up, and after tiptoeing to approach the sofa, she suddenly stopped when she was about to pounce on it, and asked instead: "What are you sitting here?" β
"Wait for the library to open." Annan continued to read with his head down.
The sofa cushion shook, and Lela flipped over and made a soft noise: "Why are you sullen?" β
"Is there one?" Annan touched his pale cheeks, which had not rested well, "Because I am bearing the pain for you." β
"Oh, you take it slowly."
Leila stood up and went out with her fishing gear and straw hat.
"Won't you wash up before you go out?"
"No, I can't see anyone at sea!"
Leila waved her hand without looking back, closed the door, and the figure in the flower field outside the window gradually faded away.
Annan hung his head and continued to read, thinking that Leila had tanned a little these days.
The clouds shone brightly, and the first sun rose, sprinkling on Annan's cheeks. Annan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his suppressed emotions melted in the morning light.
Annan closed the book and went to the library.
Mr. Victor, who had just arrived, sat in the corner of the sun, and Sauron was sweeping away the dust that wasn't on the shelves. This moment is just as good as that moment.
"Your Lord!" Sauron's voice was louder, disturbing the old man who was napping.
"Our lord still has time to come to the library?" Mr. Victor lifted his eyelids.
"Just take a look...... "Annan didn't see Lindy, but the library won't need her since Sauron arrived." I want to see a map of the continent of Allen. β
Mr. Victor raised his cane, and Annan followed the direction to find the map of Allen's continent hanging on the wooden shelf, and took it to the table to spread out.
At the top of the map, all the provinces and city-states are hidden, except for the maps representing different countries.
From the kingdom of Rikanr to the south, from the city-state of Chaos to the kingdom of Violet, to the tail of the Duchy of Scythia, and then to the Strait of Obiris. This strait, which runs from east to west and is wide enough to easily fit the narrow Rikanr Kingdom, divides the northern and southern borders in two. In other words, humanity is divided into two sides by the Strait of Obiris.
And in the center of the Allen continent, the center of the Obiris Strait, forming a world island surrounded by land.
There is Middle-earth, the birthplace of humanity, Wilhelm.
(End of chapter)