When the wanderer and the little girl passed by, Fang Yu subconsciously held the 'Lone King's Pride', and the two powerful angels intertwined their blades with a clang, protecting him and Attila. But the danger in his imagination

It didn't happen. Two figures, one tall and one short, passed through his and Atila's bodies just like the phantoms of Mazak and Misu before.

He subconsciously turned around, but the figures of the two people were exactly the same as in the previous scene, gradually disappearing into the darkness in that direction. This scene was slightly different from the previous phantoms of Mazak and Ms. Misu. From beginning to end, the wanderer and the

The little girl also had no communication.

Fang Plover let go of the ring of golden flames in his hand, and couldn't help but wonder: What is this? What kind of image do the wanderer and the little girl represent? Could the little girl be Eve? Who is the wanderer?

Her father?

But looking at the relationship between the two, they are not very similar.

Moreover, the long sword wrapped in rags held by the wanderer always reminded him of the Holy Sword of Moa under the Spear Castle. He couldn't help but guess the connection between the two, just from the timeline

Looking up, it doesn't quite match the number.

Long before the Dragon Witch was born, drastic changes had already occurred in the Blood Thistle Grove. If someone really had sent the 'Holy Sword of Moa' to the castle before that, then the little girl in front of her would not have done it anyway.

It's Eve.

"Ed."

Fang Plover turned around. Elves have unique night vision abilities in the dark. Attila's eyes sparkled in the dim light, like a cat's eyes. She remembered something and said: "

Those two people just now, do you still remember what happened to Tianlan not long ago?"

Fang Yu pondered for a moment and then remembered that incident. "Are you talking about the night when we camped among the ruins on the shores of Long Lake and Jin'an, and Tian Lan claimed to see ghosts in the forest?

"

"The ghosts Tianlan saw were actually a wanderer and a little girl."

"She actually couldn't confirm whether it was a boy or a girl." But after saying this, Fang Pultru also fell silent. Boy or girl is just a side detail, the point is that the two people Tianlan saw are different from the one she saw today.

The scene is strikingly similar.

In Aitaria, there are many wanderers who pretend to be mysterious. In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the descendants of Flor and the military, he himself acted like this for a while. But he appeared in the wild with a little girl.

There are not many adventurers.

Is it possible to encounter this situation twice in a short period of time?

And it is also doubtful whether what Tianlan saw was a phantom or the real thing?

Just because of this scene in front of him, Fang Yu's heart was full of doubts and unreasonableness, but he didn't say much. He just looked at the dark passage ahead and said to the elf lady behind him: "Let's move on first, Ai

Miss Tiela."

Miss Elf nodded silently.

Just after entering the dark cell, he encountered such a thing, which made Fang Yu couldn't help but be full of curiosity about what kind of truth the Dragon's Golden Eyes in his hand could bring to them. Every time he took a step forward at this moment, he felt something more...

The illusion of delving into history hundreds of years ago.

He even simply raised the ring of golden flames in his hand without saying a word, letting the light it emitted act as a lighting crystal to guide the two of them deeper.

It is probably the first time in thousands of years that the light of the fire of Venus has been used by mortals to play the role of lighting the way forward——

For this reason, those who sacrificed their lives in the confrontation with the dark dragon...

Those innocent victims.

Maybe you should also sigh slightly.

Those that originally symbolized destruction finally gained the meaning of symbolizing hope at this moment.

Perhaps that is the true meaning of this war between humans and dragons.

It was just that Fang Plover held up the ring in his hand and moved forward silently. Not long after, in the dark depths ahead, a low sob echoed faintly - the faint cry seemed to come from the deepest part of the dungeon.

In those cries, there wasn't much blame and resentment for one's own situation - only endless sadness and helplessness.

Fang Plover stopped and stood still.

Because this time he heard clearly, it was not someone else's voice, it was Eve's voice. It was the deep and delicate voice of a girl. She was crying in a low voice, as if she was the only one left in this huge underground space.

one person.

The first time Fang Yu heard that voice, it was a girl singing softly in the darkness. The voice was like a nightingale, like a ray of light at dawn, enough to penetrate the dark underground.

This time, he also heard the sound, but it was more like a bird with broken wings. After experiencing a violent storm, it just stayed there quietly, using up its last strength to make a sound.

Elegy.

There is such a big difference between the meanings, and what kind of changes have gone through to create a completely different appearance of the same person?

He hadn't stepped forward yet, but Attila had already taken two steps forward after listening to the voice.

A scene unfolded in front of the two people.

Like a curtain slowly opening, light appeared out of thin air in the darkness ahead.

A chubby man stood outside the prison door. The light in the darkness came from the candle in his hand. He was holding the candle, standing in the corridor, looking inside the iron gate - wearing a

A soft felt hat with a few silver balls stuck on it.

It seems that they are either officials in the city hall or local nobles.

The man spoke:

"Don't cry. I've asked for you. That guy, Ye Xiude, won't be back in a short time. I heard that the pilgrim went to the north, or maybe to Grande. You expect him to receive the news and come back to save you."

You?"

"Little girl, don't be too naive. Men just like sweet words. Don't believe too much in their lies. I suggest you find someone more reliable to help you. Don't you have an adoptive father? I heard that he has been there these days.

Running around the city for you."

He took a step back and said, "I feel pity for you, that's why I say this for you. Little girl, people outside call you the 'Dragon Witch', but I don't think so. I think you are just a pitiful little girl, and

My daughter is about the same age."

He said as he spoke.

But they didn't 'notice', Fang Pultru and Atila were standing not far away, watching this scene quietly. The two heard a rustling sound coming from the dark cell, and a pair of pale hands

Caught the railing.

The girl's voice was pitiful as she confided: "Well-meaning official, I, I didn't kill anyone. I didn't kill the person."

She started crying again as she spoke: "But my adoptive father is just an ordinary wandering adventurer. He is unknown, has neither power nor power. I know that he has been working hard for me. But how can this be possible?"

What’s the use?”

"If Yossiude cannot testify for me, the Archon will not believe me..."

"Ah, the pilgrim has this influence, but how can you prove that you really have such a relationship with him, so that he will do anything for you?" The official also sighed: "Far water can't quench your thirst, little girl."

He shook his head, took a look inside, and then walked out.

In front of the official were Fang Plover and Sylvide, but the other party completely turned a deaf ear to them. They just passed through the two of them like a transparent ghost and then disappeared into nothingness. After he left, there was another moment of silence in the darkness.

, the girl knelt down weakly.

He cried pitifully again.

Fang Yu couldn't help but recall the pure-hearted, free and unrestrained Miss Eve he had seen in the underground world. Regardless of whether she was the Dragon Witch or not, he couldn't bear it, so he subconsciously took a step forward and opened the door first.

Let’s talk about the prison door.

But Aitila grabbed him from behind and shook her head gently at him.

Miss Elf looked back.

Fang Plover noticed that her pointed ears were trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but look in that direction. There was a rustling sound in the darkness. After a while, he saw a figure slowly coming out.

That figure is none other than——

It was the wanderer the two of them had seen before.

It's just that in this scene, the other person is much older, more like a decrepit old man. He is still carrying the long package, his head is covered with white frost, and he has become lame at some point.

He walked slowly over.

The other party walked silently through the space between Fang Plover and Attila, until he walked to the cell door and looked at his adopted daughter inside the prison.

"Mr. Alt..."

"Wait a minute, Eve," the wanderer said: "I will take you out. Their misunderstandings, rumors and abuses about you will eventually be destroyed. I will also help you notify the appointment.

Xiude, please believe in him and the promise between you two——"

This was the first time Fang Yu heard a voice. It was hoarse and low, neither slow nor slow, as if it was stating an established fact.

"Believe in yourself, Eve, he will definitely come back."

"Before the Day of Judgment."

These words allowed the girl to regain a little bit of the confidence that had been almost completely destroyed by the official.

She wiped her tears and replied: "Yes, I understand, Mr. Alt... Yoshid will definitely come back, he promised me."

The wanderer said nothing, only silently listening to his adopted daughter's narration. She was talking endlessly, and she was talking about nothing more than those things that Fang Plover had heard before - those beautiful memories between her and Yue Xiude.
To be continued...