249 Dream 1
A doubt that had never risen before rose from the bottom of his heart.
It's as if I've been living in chaos for decades, and suddenly I woke up and questioned myself that I would live like this.
This is the first time Garon has felt this way, he has always been on a passive path, constantly knocking down the enemies in front of him until he climbs to the top of the strongest.
And now, suddenly changed to Shijie, surrounded by beings who are much stronger than themselves. I couldn't catch up for a while, and there was no way to move forward for the time being.
It was only during this trip, in such a gap, that Garon suddenly had such a feeling for the first time.
But this feeling only existed for a moment before disappearing.
Garon shook his head, amused by his sudden emotion.
"I haven't even solved my own danger, so what qualifications do I have to think about this now?"
With a smirk, he returned to pondering the details of the codex. Combined with the pictures he had seen before, he began to gradually become familiar with some details and information of the silver lantern masters.
The entire planet, the East and West Continents, is the mainstream, and the rest of the planet is surrounded by large oceans and glaciers. All the countries on both continents are under the control of the Silver Lantern Master, and the contradictions between the Black Sky Society and the Royal Alliance are now becoming more and more acute.
And taking advantage of this opportunity, the Dihua Society, which lacks the vast number of shili, took the opportunity to rise. From a simple silver lantern master organization to a huge Shili group comparable to the Black Sky Society.
That's the big picture. In addition to the three-way battle, in fact, the largest number is still the ordinary silver lantern master.
These huge numbers of silver lantern masters are the pillars of the entire silver lantern master shijie. It's just that two different ideas divide them into two sides, and it's a struggle of ideas. It's not just a fight.
Garon thoroughly sorted out all the images he saw,
Begin to carefully collect all the images that may happen to you that are related to you. Form a time chain arrangement. Useful when you need to consult it at any time.
Every once in a while, the convoy stops to remove the supplies it was carrying and replace them with new arrivals. Then continue on your way.
Walking up the Red River, we passed through several small towns one after another. Garon has been looking for an opportunity to leave alone.
Teacher Ein's address is in the Red River Valley, but it is not in the same direction as the convoy. But the master of the convoy who protected him, Ulen, and the other two taciturn knights, would never let him go alone. That's where the timing comes in.
More than ten days later. During a sneak attack on a convoy by horse thieves, several masters had to take action. Garon took advantage of the chaos and left the convoy.
Leave a message and walk along the Red River alone. Follow the map left by the teacher and go along the river.
At the end of the Red River, the small town of Vienke.
The town is located on the edge of a rolling hillside, and the red flowers all over the mountains are like a sea of flowers, enveloping the whole town. Beautiful. Naturally fragrant.
In the afternoon. Garon stood a little dirty on the slope, looking at the town in the distance, the shape of the whole town was like two crosses side by side. The number of people is very small, at most a few hundred.
It's much smaller than other towns along the coast.
The houses are all dilapidated brown wood houses mixed with a lot of yellow-brown mud bricks.
The town is surrounded by a ring of stone walls, and in some places there are even many gaps, as if something has knocked them out.
Garon looked at the town quietly. The right foot slammed down.
Burst!
A large bright red centipede suddenly emerged from the dirt under his feet and rolled in the grass a few times. He curled up in a ball and stopped moving.
"It's dangerous," Garon muttered, walking along the Red River lanes as he walked along the way. And luckily I didn't encounter thieves and bandits. But these poisonous insects alone have been encountered no less than dozens of times in succession. And that's not counting some roaming wolves, wild dogs. These brutes come in a big herd.
Especially the wild dogs, there are hundreds of them every time they come, that is, Galleons, and they can use their courage to deter them, which can completely deter the wild dogs from coming forward. If it were someone else, even if you weren't afraid, you would have to be greatly entangled.
In such a harsh environment, ordinary people should not think of going far without special training. After walking for a long time, you will be injured or poisoned by various insects or animals, or you will be delayed, and you will have no choice but to find a place to live in humans. Otherwise, after the rations are eaten, there is really no way to do it in the wilderness.
"After two days of walking, I've finally found this hellish place!" Garon pulled out the map from his bosom and checked it. There was a sure look on his face.
Putting away the map, he took out a small whistle and was about to put it in his mouth and blow it.
Suddenly, an unfamiliar throbbing came from far on the left.
Garon reflexively crouched, took a few steps back, and used the slope downhill to hide himself.
On the only path in the town that was open to the outside world, two black horses galloped towards the place from afar, and at once two men in black cloaks, richly dressed and sturdy, both carrying crossed silver battle axes on their backs.
From afar, Garon could feel the powerful aura hidden in Qi's body. In his aura sense, the spirit of the two of them was like a torch in the night, clear and dazzling. It's hard not to pay attention.
Garon squinted, noticing the emblem on the cloaks of the two, which was a red wyvern with a long neck, which was the emblem of the royal family of Covitan.
"It's them again," Garon's brow furrowed, "along the way, these elite masters of the Royal Alliance have cast their nets everywhere, and every small place has been taken care of by them. What the hell do you want to do?"
It wasn't the first time he'd seen such people along the way, and he could occasionally see them in several places, fortresses, towns, and even villages.
These people seem to be searching for something to investigate.
Squatting behind the dirt slope, the two of them left the town in a short time, mounted their horses and quickly disappeared into the path.
One of them seemed to spot Garon from a distance, but he didn't look at it more. Just urging his companions to speed up.
Garon stood up and watched as the two black horses vanished completely. Only then did he pick up the silver whistle in his hand and blow it vigorously.
There was no sound. Only a hissing stream of air rushed out from the other side of the whistle. It's like a broken whistle.
But Gareon didn't pause in the slightest, and still blows hard.
Soon, another 'knight' came out of the town. This is a beautiful girl dressed in white. Underneath rides a white goat with no beard.
Baa~~~
The white goat straightened up and ran towards Garon.
The girl in white on her back also shouted excitedly.
"Drive!!"
Garon lowered his whistle and watched as the girl ran in front of him and rolled over the goat.
"Is that your whistle?" she asked, pointing to Garon's whistle.
"Yes. β
"Grandpa Eyring, let me take you there. Let's go. She led the goat and said aloud.
"Good. β
Garon didn't hesitate at all, the little girl in front of her didn't have the slightest abnormality, and her physical fitness felt only average. Garon glanced at her hands. Ten fingers are rough and covered with thick calluses.
"It's not a silver lantern apprentice. It should just be ordinary people. β
He followed the girls into the town, which was mostly full of women and children. Occasionally, a few men appeared, also stretching their waists, as if they had just gotten up. Smoke was rising above some of the houses.
Dogs and chickens can be heard barking in the distance.
The little girl took Garon to a small wooden building on the edge of the town.
"This is it, you're a student of Grandpa Einen, right?
"yes. Garon smiled and nodded. "My name is Garon. Don't you introduce yourself?"
"My name is Koning, and I live next to the neighborhood, and I usually come over occasionally to help my grandfather clean up and learn Braille. The girl said generously, "Come in quickly, Grandpa Ening is waiting for you." β
βhaodeγ Garon pulled out a small copper coin from his belt bag, "This is your reward for leading the way." He handed the cloth over and placed it in the little girl's hand.
"You're so generous. Konin's eyes lit up. Almost with a grab, he snatched the small wheel cloth copper coin from Garon's hand with one claw. Put it under your nose and sniff vigorously. "Sure enough, it's the smell of money!"
"Alright. I went in first. Garon smiled, left the little girl alone, pushed open the fence in front of him, and walked into the confines of the small wooden building.
After a few steps, the door of the small building was slowly opened from the inside, and an old man with snow-white hair and beard was standing quietly at the gate. He was dressed in a wide white robe, and his face was crisscrossed with wrinkles. Only that familiar, with a hint of scrutiny, is Garon's most familiar characteristic.
"Teacher Ein?!!" Garon stopped hesitantly and looked at the white-haired old man at the door, "How could you ?!!" He recognized from the other party's spirit that the other party was indeed Ein. used to be just a silver lamp master with the appearance of a middle-aged man.
Einen smiled, very peaceful.
"Come in first, speak slowly. He turned and walked into the somewhat shady house.
Garon strode into the house and closed the door with his backhand.
The house was dark and damp, with a faint stench of burnt leather.
A beam of light fell obliquely from the skylight, becoming the only light in the room.
Einen sat on the sofa on the edge of the light, holding a cup of hot water in her hand, taking a sip from time to time. Seeing Garon enter the door, he reached out and pointed to the couch in front of him.
Garon walked over and sat down, sitting upright, his gaze resting on Enin's white hair and beard.
"Drink water and pour it yourself. Enin pointed to a dirty bottle of warm water in the corner.
"Got it. Garon nodded, "Teacher, I'm going to do it this time."
"If it's still this, if you have to do it, then we don't owe each other. You have to understand that. Ainen said lightly.
"The Blackguards?" Garon was stunned, "What Blackguards?"
"Huh?" Ening was stunned, "Aren't you here for the Blackguards?"
"Of course. Garon was a little puzzled, and suddenly he remembered the two black cloaks he had just seen.
"You're not here for the Blackguards, so what are you going to do when you find me at this time?" Einen frowned slightly.
"I'm here to learn from you. Garon said bluntly. (To be continued......)