The dark red sun had completely risen above the horizon, leaning lazily against the rolling hills, as if it were a sleepy man's face.

On the gray hill stood four black shadows, among which two small figures were snuggled up to each other: Rainon and Erica.

Nightmare stood behind them, a pair of purple eyes that looked at the moon for a pair and a half, "This is a nice atmosphere! yes, that's how it feels!"

"What?the atmosphere??," Gonzas asked, puzzled.

"Shhh

Erica rested her head lightly on Renon's shoulder, her white face covered with tears, her eyes red, and her beautiful eyes staring blankly ahead.

Renon reached out and put his arm around Erica's shoulder, the terrifying red light in his eyes receding, replaced by a pure black, like the night sky before dawn. Renon patted Erica on the back and said, "Get up, it's time to go." ”

"Let's go?" Erica asked Renon in a tired voice, looking up, "Where?"

"Find a home for Sister Anne. ”

"Home ......"

"Yes! ”

"Where? do we still have a home?" said Erica's voice getting heavier and faster, "In the last war, I lost my father and mother, but at least I still have my grandfather and sister Anne, and at least I have a broken home...... Now, this battle has taken Grandpa and Sister Anne, Kevin Lalier, and my broken ......."

Erica...... Rynon was about to say something, but swallowed it back.

"O creator God, if there really is an all-powerful creator God, tell me, what is this for, why do you want the wicked to take away my happy family?"

The answer is simple, because there is no God in this world, only a selfish authoritarian. Rainon's voice revealed endless hatred, and he stood up and picked up Anne's body, "At least you still have me, don't you?"

"...... Renon" Erica stared at Renon's back with wide eyes, and at this moment she found that the young man had grown taller.

"Hey, hey, hey, that kid really has a hand, and now he has a new member of his ** group...... Uh, it can also be said that it is an old member. Nightmare said with a wicked grin.

It was already full daylight, and Brell was flying north with Paul on his shoulder.

"Leave me down, what the hell do you want?" said Vivien, wriggling wildly.

Virgil said with a flat face: "Fly north? That's the territory of the Western Alliance...... Why don't you go to the Dragon King?"

"I'll go back then. Paul said with a tired look on his face, "If you can, would you please shut up your companion?" ”

"I can help you, but she doesn't listen to me. ”

"Uh, well! You're ''......"

"I say, is it okay to leave Hughes alone?" Brell asked Paul worriedly.

"It's okay, even if we don't care about it, someone will come to take care of him. ”

"Master, do you mean that the Byzantines will clean up their own people?"

"To be precise, it is the Holy See of Byzantium, the strongest power in the Continent of Middle-earth. Paul looked back at the city of Gotak and said, "Once Hughes used necromancy, it means that he is an enemy of the Holy See, and to be an enemy of the Holy See is to be an enemy of almost the entire continent of Middle-earth." ”

"Really?" said Brell thoughtfully, as he suddenly turned and flew to the east.

"Hey, Breel, what's wrong with you? It's the East, not the North. ”

"It was they who changed direction, master. ”

"Oh, that's the direction of the Andes, what are they doing there?" asked Paul, puzzled.

On the outskirts of Gotak, Sylph was running fast in her thick cloak, when she suddenly stopped and stared at the rising sun and thought, "Master, have they changed direction?" I can feel the mood of my master, and this mood is endless sadness, pain, and anger. Looks like the master wants to go there! Yes, it must be! After making up her mind, Sylph took another light step and hurried forward.

"I've been thinking about a question, why do we have to go to war? Please tell me, why do humans want to hurt each other and fight each other, why do we have to invent magic and martial arts?" Erica asked Ronon with a confused expression. (Reader J: I suddenly thought of a lyric: O blooming wildflowers! Please tell me, why do people hurt each other and fight each other? What can you see there, Flowers that bloom quietly? What do people can't forgive each other? Author: Damn! You have found out. ）

"Ahh

"Are you listening to people?" said Erica, shaking her head helplessly, "Well, it doesn't matter if you listen or not, I just want to say something." ”

"Say, I'm listening. Gonzas said angrily. At this moment, Gonzas was grabbing one by one, carrying Rainon and Erica towards the southeast of Kevin Rus.

"I say, can't you carry us on our back again?" said Ronon, grumbling dissatisfiedly.

"I said it before, only once!"

"Shhh......h It must be the nature of human beings and the cruel nature of nature!"

"Really?" Erica asked, incredulously, and after a moment of silence she continued, "I remember it was when I was five years old, on the eve of that cold winter Genesis Festival......

"Erica, come on, you see the snow has stopped, and the scenery outside is so beautiful!" shouted Deborah Constantine, dressed in a red robe and carrying a long staff, standing in the courtyard.

"Hey, come on, it's cold!" said little Erica, wrapped in a thick cotton jacket, and staggered out the door. Before she arrived in the courtyard, a cold wind hit her, making her shiver.

"Come on, my darling, sit here. Deborah sat on the steps of the doorway and reached out to dust off the snow around her, motioning for Erica to come and sit down.

"Uh-huh!" Erica nodded, and sat down beside Deborah, her head resting on her mother's arms, her red face rubbing Deborah's long blond hair affectionately, like a spoiled kitten.

Deborah gently stroked her daughter's little head, and a happy and kind look flowed from her face. After a while, the cold night breeze hit, and countless white "butterflies" danced under the black sky.

"It's snowing again......" Deborah said softly. After a while, the wind blew more and more fiercely, the snow became denser and denser, and the snowflakes became bigger and bigger, as if weaving a large white net, confusing people's vision. Deborah raised her head and stared at the snow, the look of happiness on her face was gone, was it because it was cold? No, as a magician, she had already set up an enchantment to protect herself from the cold wind of the blizzard.

"Mom...... The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier. Little Erica looked up.

"yes!"

"Will it stop tomorrow? Will Daddy come back?"

"It's going to stop. Deborah showed a stiff smile, looked at the white expanse in front of her, and said, "Mom and Grandpa are going out tonight to pick up your dad." Erica, you must be obedient at home at night!

"Well, that's it, Erica will definitely be a good baby!" Erica nodded vigorously, "Tomorrow's Creation Day, you must take me to ......"

"Whew!" the night wind grew stronger, like a cold knife, knocking down icicles under the eaves, cutting off dead wood branches, leaving deep marks in the snow, and drowning out Erica's innocent and lovely words.

"And then?" said Rainon and Nightmare, both staring curiously at Erica.

"......" Erica didn't say a word, and was silent for a long time.

"Hey...... I can understand your feelings, don't force yourself if you don't want to say it...... Some things are still ......," Renon said with a sigh.

"Didn't come......," said Erica suddenly, with her head down, turned her back to the morning sun, and buried her face in the shadows.

"Didn't come?" asked Ruinon, puzzled.

"Mom and Dad didn't make good on their promises...... Erica said, as she stabilized her mood.

The blizzard intensified, and the snowflakes hit the barrier with a series of rapid "pop" sounds.

Deborah patted Erica's little head and said, "Well, that's it!" The red figure disappeared into the white snowstorm.

Erica sat alone on the steps in front of the door, constantly breathing hot air at a pair of stiff little hands, her eyes staring at the direction of her mother's departure, as if she wanted to engrave that scene in her mind forever, although there was nothing ahead, just a white expanse.

A sparkling bead slipped from the corner of Erica's eye, "The snow that night was so beautiful......"

After listening to Erica's words, Renon sweated profusely and said, "This is obviously a blizzard, how can it be described as beautiful?"

"I say, can you not say something that spoils the atmosphere?" said Nightmare, huffing, "what a moodless person. ”

"I don't understand, what's so nice about snow?" Suddenly Gonzas spoke.

"You two ......," Nightmare turned her head angrily and thought to herself: "That snow is Erica's mother's back!"

"Uh...... Sister Erica, with all due respect, what did your father do then?" asked Rinon wry.

Erica shook her head and said, "It's okay, if you don't know, just say hello." I don't know if you've heard of it, that year, the Western Alliance, led by the Mecampos Empire, attacked Kevin Las......"

"What? My son accepted the Western Alliance's treaty of surrender...... Arroyo Constantine leaned on the table with his head in his hands, "it can't be! Burris, he's not that kind of person, he wouldn't do such a thing!Brother Gerald, you must be joking...... I know you're kidding me, aren't you?"

Gerald said with a calm face: "Now that the enemy is present, how can I still have the heart to joke with you? This is true, the other party's chip is a bottle of dragon's blood......"

"What's in a bottle?"

"Dragon's blood!" said Gerald, taking a deep breath, "they know what your son is. He is a martial idiot and a demon idiot, a person who will do anything to pursue strength and become the strongest person on the Continent of Central Continent...... The precious dragon's blood is really lethal to such people. Not to mention the dosage of that bottle......"

"No!" Konstantin slammed his fist on the table, "I don't believe it! I must be hallucinating......"

"I'm not lying to you, we'll find out if it's really tomorrow. ”

"Tomorrow...... Tomorrow is the Feast of Creation. Konstantin looked up, his cloudy eyes staring at the gray ceiling, muttering something indistinctly.