The rain continued for a while, and finally gradually stopped. When the sun pierced through the dark clouds and scattered the golden light on the earth again, the people around them let out joyful sounds.

The crowd was gradually returning to the streets, when the news of an injury came from the front. Hearing the bad news that the Miss Winnie beauty pageant was going to be postponed, many people sighed in disappointment.

Diarlando followed Fayer downstairs, settled the bill, and walked out of the tavern to get on the horse, but did not go in the direction of the auditorium where Zoya was.

"Fayle, I'm not going to go. From the moment on, all those who have been controlled by the flute will gradually forget the memories of having seen me, including yesterday. Diarlandor told Fayle softly, leaning on his horse.

"Their brains will automatically fill in the missing part with other memories, so in order not to cause more confusion in their memories, I will try to avoid crowds from now on. The circus folks might also be a little confused, I'll figure it out when we leave the city. ”

"Then we'll see you out of town. Fayl nodded, expecting that the power of the dragon flute would not be as simple as controlling actions.

A white object crossed a parabola and threw it over, and Fayle reached out to catch it, and it was an empty star box. I don't know when, Diarlando has already put away all the pure magic crystals inside, and the young dragon is lying on his shoulder at the moment and continues to sleep.

"Don't forget to find food for Rises~" Dearlando waved his hand, turned and rode towards the camp outside the city.

Dearlando's horse, which he named Pito, was the name of his former little guard, and had died in the rebellion more than a year earlier. Although this horse is not a famous horse, it is also the most hode wild horse he has carefully selected in the mountains and forests. He has a strong physique and can run at a speed that is not inferior to those of carefully bred breeds.

With a galloping wind, Diarlando made a great circle, entered from the other end of the woods, and returned to Fayer's carriage. He pulled out the clothes he had changed in the morning and put them on, hiding the white leather armor that looked like a second layer of his skin.

Dearlando did not want to meet people with a circus at this time, for fear of causing them a new confusion of memories, so he could only lead the horse and go deeper into the woods. In the heart of this grove there are some particularly old trees that may be the parent of other trees here.

An old redwood tree appeared in front of Deirlando, about the thickness of five or six people hugging each other. The thick rhizomes bulged up on the ground, twisted and coiled, and dug into the earth, like the king of the woods.

Looking at the sky along the straight trunk of this ancient tree, the blue sky was so fine under the dense foliage that it was cut by the dense foliage, with only a few sapphire-like fragments.

How long has this tree been here? Five hundred years, eight hundred years? On a whim, Diarlandor jumped on the trunk and stroked the rough and ancient bark with his own hands, feeling the pulsating vitality under the bark, wanting to know the answer.

(Hee-hee ~ you come to me) A soft and nice girl's laughter sounded in her ears. Diarrando immediately turned his head to look in the direction where the voice had come from.

(haha, didn't catch it~) The laughter suddenly turned, and floated to the other side. This time, Dearlando finally saw a flashing figure. It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old brown-haired girl, wearing a white shirt and a red-black checkered suspender skirt. As if playing a game of chase with someone, her translucent dexterous figure flickered among the trees around her.

Dearlando wasn't sure if it was because he was hallucinating the monster's soul or if the old redwood tree was showing images of the past. But instead of continuing to use the dragon's perception to detect the ancient tree, he quietly found a flat branch and sat down, admiring the appearance of the lovers frolicking and chasing thousands of years ago.

Before I knew it, a long time had passed, and when Diarrando came to his senses, the image of Miss Winnie and his monster lover a thousand years ago had long since disappeared, and only the folk songs they hummed seemed to echo in his ears.

Diarlando climbed up the trunk of the tree, and it wasn't long before he reached the top of the canopy. It is indeed the tallest tree in the entire forest, and you can even see the hot air balloons floating in the sky from the circus and the panoramic view of the town.

It's evening, the clouds are dyed a magnificent golden red by the setting sun, and the eastern sky is already shrouded in a basket of purple night.

A dark silhouette was flapping its wings and approaching quickly from the night. The magic of the same origin calls to each other, and without looking, Deirlandor knows who it is. The young dragon fluttered on Deirlando's shoulder, chirping from time to time.

Dearlando grabbed Ryses in the palm of his hand and told him very seriously, "You can't eat them! That's my brother and my friend are also your subordinates." And you've eaten enough today!

The young dragon looked at the rapidly approaching giant bird of prey unwillingly, and Gollum swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and dropped two drops into Deirlando's palm, and finally reluctantly nodded in agreement.

The huge golden eagle has a wingspan of more than twenty feet, brown and gold, and white feathers, all gilded with a layer of gold by the setting sun at this moment.

On the back of the eagle sat a young man of twenty-six or seventeen years of age, with a bookish face and a hairstyle of the length between a knight and a priest. The young man's brown hair fluttered in the evening breeze, and his face was full of excitement. He was dressed in light armor, but in his hand was the staff of a priest.

"Big brother, it's really you!!" the young man couldn't stand on the back of the eagle, but he still waved his arms and greeted him loudly.

(Your Highness, long time no see!/ My lord, long time no see!)

The other two voices were stacked on top of each other, coming from the Golden Eagle's body.

"Hi ~ Ruidan, you are still so crying, you are such a big person! Hello Martin, hello Eagle Winged Knight. Dearrando also waved in greeting, not forgetting to make fun of his emotional brother's red eyes.

The giant eagle flapped its wings at the canopy, hovering at a certain height, and Ruidan jumped down from it, caught by Deirlando. Then the figure of the eagle was enveloped in mist in the air for a moment, and after a moment, it transformed into a young man of medium stature, and landed deftly on the top of the tree.

"Why are you here? Didn't I send a letter saying don't come to me?" Diarlando let Ruidan grasp the trunk of the tree, then let go of his hand, took a half step back, and began to ask the other man for the purpose of coming.

"One of the priests of Kuanglu City reported that he had seen a huge white flying dragon on the way to his hometown. After I got the news, I immediately teleported to Kuanglu City with Martin, and then flew over to look for you, but I didn't expect to really let me find you! Father misses you very much, and the country needs you. Ruidan pleaded, his hazel-green eyes full of sincerity.

Dearlando looked at his brother's warm puppy-like eyes, and if he had asked for anything else, he would have agreed a long time ago. But this time, I really can't help myself.

The two brothers were not born to the same mother, and they did not look alike, only the color of their eyes was the same, but the relationship between the brothers was very good for other reasons. After the return of Dillando, Ruidan was only a priest, so he sincerely hoped that the throne would be inherited by the more pure-blooded Dillando.

At this moment, although Bran's Demon Dragon King was sealed in the pillar of the border (Note 1), Bran's domestic refugees mixed with spies attacked the border between the two countries in large numbers, and Bran's Demon Cavalry Legion and Parasitic Legion also harassed the border from time to time, and the battle situation was not optimistic.

"To be honest, I can't go back now because it keeps me here. Dearlando gestured to the young dragon lying on his shoulder. At this moment, Ryses tilted his head, looking back and forth at Ruidan and Martin with heterochromatic eyes.

"Reeth's growth and trials, it's crucial, otherwise we're in a year...... No, eleven months later, when the Dragon King broke the pillar, he couldn't resist at all.

A hint of fear appeared on Martin's round face, he had seen the methods of the Demon Dragon King twice, and it was indeed not something that ordinary people could fight. Even if he is a totem knight with a magic totem beast contract, in front of him, he is as fragile and powerless as an ant.

"Go home with me, you can mobilize resources from all over the country to help you prepare dragon fodder, investigate the challenge ritual for you, and have as many people and materials as you need. weishenme wants to wander around like this?" Ruidan still didn't give up.

"There are no clues now, I only know that there are four trials, but I don't know what the trials are or where they are! Dearlando sighed and explained that from the day Ryses was reborn, he had tried to guess the young dragon's destination, and even found a map for it to show it the way.

But Ryses didn't buy it at all, knowing how to eat and sleep every day. Dearlando once wanted to leave directly, but once he was more than two hundred miles away from the circus, the young dragon would behave very manic, and it would not be relieved until he returned. Later, Diarlando thought about it for a long time, speculating that it was probably related to other contractors.

"Riceth's three contractors except for me are here. It seems to want to stay with them. And there are two contractors who are commitment contracts, and once the commitment is completed, our contract will be invalid. Quantitatively, I suspect that every contractor will be associated with a trial, and now that time is running out, I don't have a chance to find a new contractor with the right conditions. Dearlando shook his head apologetically.

"Achille and Luna, the orphans?" Ruidan frowned, recalling the names mentioned in the last Dearlando letter. "What the hell are you committing?"

"Ahem......" Diarlando coughed awkwardly, but if he didn't explain it clearly, this younger brother would definitely still be entangled here, so he had to tell the truth.

"You should remember when my body was hidden by traitors in the holy spring under the Black Rock Fort......" Seeing that Ruidan and Martin both showed sad expressions, Diarrando had to change his words: "Okay, my body!"

"My body is bound, but my consciousness can make limited movements after the energy has accumulated to a certain extent. At that time, the Starlight Dragon had already entered the rebirth phase, so every once in a while, a dragon egg would be dropped into a certain place with a random release of energy. ”

"My consciousness guards the dragon eggs, looking for those who are pure in heart or destined to see the dragon eggs. But those eggs were either not seen by anyone, or the people who saw them took me for a ghost and fled in fear. Zuihou's eggs lost their vitality and turned to dust. ”

The young dragon let out a soft grief and shoved its head into Deerlando's collar, as if mourning the lost brothers. Dearlando had no choice but to touch its back soothingly.

"After seventeen failures, he finally met Luna and Achille. They picked up Reses's eggs and successfully helped him through the hatching period. During this period, because of the black iron sealing box, I almost lost contact with my proprioceptive consciousness and forgot who I was. That's when Achille and Luna promised to help me get home, and I was going to keep their siblings safe on the way home. ”

"So...... You can't go home, even if you know where your home is......" Ruidan and Martin said in unison.

"Yes. So I can't go back on my own, or with the contractors. ”

Note 1: Base pillar - a black, rock-like substance that can be used to divide and reshape space. Originally, it was a tool to separate Bran from this shijie. After Bran's spatial lock was opened, it was recycled by Deirlando and designed as a trap to temporarily trap the Dragon King. For details, please refer to "Legend of the Knight: Dragonheart Knight"