In the afterglow of the setting sun, the white figure crosses the jungle and crosses the creek. When everyone thought they wouldn't come, the galloping horses' hooves and long golden hair burned beautifully in the red fiery clouds.

"They're back!" it wasn't who let out the first exclamation, but Winnie and Arthur finally arrived at the deadline.

Looking at the figure on horseback, even Claude's old face was full of smiles: he is worthy of being a disciple of Brother Aiwen, and his charm is not low. When they got bigger and bigger, and finally entered the camp, Winnie's first reaction was to throw Arthur off his back, and Arthur was prepared and landed lightly.

The next test was canceled, and this time the loss was a bit big. After a night's rest at the camp here, they were back at Bloodthorn the next day, this time without having to traverse the damn forest, of course. A few larks took them back. Arthur sat on the broad back of the lark, looking at the distant sky, but he couldn't help but feel melancholy in his heart.

In the Bloodthorn Camp, these elites will receive different trainings and will arrive in different positions in the future. No organization can be just combatants, Arthur received training in intelligence management and analysis, which is also the subject that Claude instructor chose for Arthur considering Hitler's current situation. Originally, he wanted Arthur to become an assassin like Aven, which should be easy for Arthur, who had been trained by Aven for more than ten years.

In the camp, Hitler gradually recovered from his injuries, but his body became weaker and weaker, and every day he waited for Arthur to return at the door of the camp. Then eat something together. The depletion of life force is no longer the help of any external force, except for its own breakthrough, there is nothing anyone else can do. That's why powerful and wealthy mages have to choose to become lichs to fight death.

When Arthur returned to the camp one day, Hitler was not there. Arthur immediately transformed into a wolf and searched all the way to the breath, and finally found Hitler on a high hill in Bloodthorn, when the sun had completely set, the sky was a crescent moon, and Hitler stood on the hill and stared silently.

Arthur stepped forward gently, caressing its back as he had done countless times before. Hitler glanced back at him Arthur, then continued his gaze. Arthur sat down, took his big head in his arms, and gazed with it at the northern sky. Arthur wanted to shed tears, countless pasts flashed, and he wanted to tell but was speechless. As the stars filled the sky, Arthur felt the breath in his arms dissipate. Arthur took out a wooden flute from his arms, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, a brave heart involuntarily slipped out of the flute, gently echoing under the entire starry sky, all the sadness, regret, and past seemed to be able to melt in this melody, turning into a new hope for tomorrow.

Under the deep blue canopy, the sad child, with the life that has passed......

Not far away, Winnie watched this scene quietly, and she burst into tears at some point.

Arthur lay his body deep on the ground, the starry sky was high but seemed to be very close, the dark blue night sank, poured into his chest, and his mood was as vast as the starry sky, he felt that he was sinking, pressed to the earth by the endless empty starry sky. The warm earth wrapped itself, as if to calm all his sorrows, Arthur also put down all his anxiety and defense and buried himself deep in the embrace of the earth, unknown changes were produced in Arthur's body, and the lake of souls in his heart rippled layer by layer. But at this moment, Arthur didn't care about this, just integrated deeper into the whole world.

Andrew stood at the window, his eyes closed, as if listening, from such a distance. When the music ends, it seems that it is still immersed in the melody. A figure next to him suddenly sighed: "If you had such a hand, maybe Novia would like you." Andrew stood in the dark without saying a word, and the figure couldn't help but sigh more heavily, took out a box and said, "When the time is right, give it to him as my compensation." With that, he cast a spell and flew out.

"Mel, you owe no one. Andrew shouted at the mage who flew away. The figure in the air faded away, and when I heard his words, I seemed to smile back, and then gradually disappeared into the sky.

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Arthur finished the day's work, put on his coat, and walked out of the tree in the Bloodthorn Headquarters, where the snow was falling heavily on his hair and then melting. It was the end of the year, and the streets were lit up, and children in thick winter coats were playing in the streets, while Arthur, who looked about the same age, walked home along the side of the road.

Passing by a candy store on the side of the street, many children crowded there and making noise. Arthur watched quietly for a moment, and was about to walk over, when an aunt enthusiastically put a handful of candy in his pocket. Arthur hurriedly thanked him, and couldn't help but smile when he looked at the candy in his palm.

After a short walk, I finally arrived at home. It was an ordinary two-story building, assigned to Arthur when he officially joined the Ministry of Intelligence. There, he and many of his colleagues compiled and analyzed information from around the world, came to conclusions, and presented them to Arthur's father, President Andrew. For example, the gold mines found in the northern dwarven hills and the diplomatic attitude of the Oran Kingdom. The rise in the price of fur in the imperial capital and the possibility of war, etc., one of Arthur's jobs is a bit like the original white-collar life, but it is undoubtedly much more interesting.

But as Arthur gradually understands Quincy's soul whispers, especially the comprehension of the heart of the earth, Arthur has now reached the seventh level, and he feels that it is time to go out and have a look, and has submitted an application for transfer to Andrew, but the result is afraid that he will not be able to come down until next year. He made up his mind that he would leave Bloodthorn even if Andrew was against him.

As soon as I walked into the house, I took off my coat and hung it on the wall. Suddenly, there was a sound of a hurried knock on the door outside: "Brother Arthur, come out and play!" "Yes, yes!" "Don't push me, let me scream." ”

Arthur smiled and walked out in his shirt. "Endurance Environment" is the ability to survive comfortably in very hot or cold environments. In other druids, it is a magic that needs to be cast, but in him it is almost an instinct, like a magic constancy technique, although it is not as effective as the one that can be cast, but it is better than not requiring any burden. Although the path of Gude is difficult to walk, there is a special scenery at every step.

As soon as Arthur opened the door, more than a dozen snowballs flew over together, Arthur couldn't dodge and hit one, several children laughed and scattered, Arthur's "angry" pursuit, and they got into a mess after a while, just when they were in full swing, a voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Arthur, my mother wants you to come to my house for dinner." ”

"It's Anthony, you guys get me up, I'll go back and get dressed, you wait. Soldiers, attack this man for me. Arthur replied to Anthony as he ordered the children. Several children turned the spearhead and began to use the "snowball technique" to attack Anthony.

When Arthur put on his coat and walked out of the door with the prepared New Year's gifts, and unsurprisingly a dozen snowballs, Anthony laughed and said, "General, your soldiers have been rebelled by me. "Now Anthony has completely grown into a tall and handsome young man, and the way he laughs is quite Andrew's style, and he has a kind of leadership temperament.

"I've heard that Field is having a good time in the South!" said Arthur as he walked down the road and chatted casually with Anthony.

"Are you a nightingale or am I a nightingale?" said Anthony with a smile.

"Besides, you crows don't know any less than we do!" said Arthur dismissively.

"I'm so happy, it's warm in there right now!"

Just chatting casually about some topics, I slowly arrived at President Andrew's house, which was not much different from the surrounding houses, although this place was a residential area for several high-rise buildings in Bloodthorn.

Note 1 Nightingale: Bloodthorn's intelligence unit, which organizes intelligence collection and analysis.

Note 2 Raven: Bloodthorn's operational department, which mainly carries out assassination and revenge, and is the main creator of Bloodthorn's reputation. Evan was once part of this section and was known as the "Blood Raven".

Dream Teller: I don't know how you feel after listening to Braveheart's classic ForTheLoveOfAPrence after writing these words, but to be honest, these things did move me. I don't want to write a dry god and demon fighting in the other world, so there will be these feelings revealed, this is my imagination of this world. There are hopes, dreams, beautiful feelings, and brutal struggles.