There are more than three hundred knights in the team, all of them are wearing metal armor and are strictly disciplined. They are definitely not the decorative vases that Green saw in aristocratic circles, or the so-called knights roaming around in low-grade taverns. [
If I had to describe it, these knights were like an army.
According to Green's impression, not only the entire East Coral Island, but also most of the outer areas of the academy in the Seven Rings Holy Tower are geographically divided by the castle aristocracy of descendants of wizards.
It is simply unimaginable for such pleasure-seeking nobles to form a well-disciplined army.
After all, no matter how powerful the knight legion is, it is no different from paper in front of wizards. In the eyes of these wizard descendants, it is completely unpromising behavior.
Yokeliana's turbid eyes flickered, and she quietly looked at the uneasy Green beside her, hoping to see some emotions from Green's eyes looking towards the ground under the face of truth.
"These... were all done by Lafite?" Yokliana asked.
Green looked at the jubilant civilians on the street, shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe."
Maybe…
These superficial prosperity and happiness are just covering up some real sinful nature.
After all, the desperation of collecting human beings means that even the most skilled dark wizard will inevitably suffer a huge loss of experimental materials.
Under the continuous love and pampering of Yokeliana, Bago had jumped from Green's shoulder to the old witch's shoulder. At this time, Bago smiled and said: "Gah, Master, you see, why don't I go check it out first?" Sample?"
Green's eyes slowly turned from the rejoicing people to the prisoners bound by iron chains by the knights, and gradually disappeared into the gate of the most magnificent castle in Bissel City.
The closer he got to the truth, the more Green's heart gradually calmed down.
Green ignored Starling, turned around and looked in a direction outside the city, recalling the warm home that once belonged to him in his vague memory.
"Whether the city lord here is Lafite or not, we don't want to disturb the peaceful life of the residents of this city. Let's go and investigate again at night. Now..."
Yokeriana said in surprise: "Your relatives are all dead anyway. Why do you care what these ordinary humans think?"
Green did not answer Yoklianna, but just flew towards the place in his memory in the distance.
After a while.
Green and Yoklianna fell on the muddy path, which was the road that the villagers outside the city had trampled for a long time on their way to Bissel City.
There were no pedestrians on the path, so Green landed on the ground without a care and let the mud stain his shoes. Green seemed to be enjoying it, and even rubbed the soft soil with his toes, recalling the cordial and happy scene in his childhood when he followed Old Ham driving the carriage.
Yokeliana floated slightly off the ground, seemingly disgusted with the dirty muddy ground beneath her feet.
"If you don't mind, you might as well come down."
After Green said something calmly, he casually opened the dimensional gap. He actually pulled out two pieces of civilian clothes from a large pile of clothes and threw one of them to Yokliana.
These clothes were props that Green had prepared to disguise himself when he might use the alienation technique in the future.
Yokeliana sighed and stepped on the muddy ground. She took the clothes handed over by Green and quickly changed them without saying anything else.
"Gah? Master..."
After Green changed his clothes, he threw the starling directly into the gap between dimensions, and led Yokeriana forward along the muddy path.
More than two hundred years have been enough to change the shape of the village that I once remembered.
Green vaguely remembered that time. There are only about thirty or forty households in the village where I and Old Ham live, and they are scattered over a large area on both sides of Kanergou. They rarely neighbor each other.
Now, there is a village with hundreds of households closely adjacent to each other. It has completely replaced the empty ditch in my memory.
Perhaps it was because few strangers entered the village. The old people at the head of the village who were mending and shelling beans under the setting sun looked at Green and Yokliana.
Green and Yokeriana ignored them and passed by two old farmers who had returned from plowing the fields. What they saw in front of them was the scene in front of them. Green was stunned.
Still there
And, protected
Green stood there blankly, looking at the dilapidated stone house in front of him. At this moment, I felt extremely sore at the tip of my nose.
This stone house and the old horse were all that Old Ham cherished most.
Once upon a time, Old Ham, who had worked hard to save two gold coins, had already made up his mind to find a wife for Green after renovating the house in the spring, so that he could realize his wish and have a grandson, but as a result...
Just a little worse!
In the end, Old Ham failed to realize his wish. After working hard all his life in poverty, he was still unable to hold his grandson in his old age and enjoy the warm joy of life before his death.
Very quickly, Green rubbed his eyes as if carelessly, covering up the vulnerability in his heart at the moment.
"Is this where you used to live?" Yokliana asked.
Although this stone house is extremely dilapidated, it is protected by neat wooden supports. It looks so weird.
Squeak.
The wooden door opened, and all the simplest furniture in the room was there. Green walked to the bed where he used to sleep every day, and the bedding had disappeared.
Green wiped his fingers lightly on the bed board, and there was only a thin layer of dust, as if someone came to clean it frequently.
suck…
Green's sentimentality gradually faded away, and he took a deep breath of the air in the room, with a hint of relief at the corner of his mouth. Green seemed to smell the accumulated years of Old Ham and himself, as well as that pleasant and pleasant atmosphere.
call…
After exhaling, Green turned to Yokliana and smiled: "It seems that Lafite is indeed back."
…
Late at night, the dark and quiet sky was dotted with stars, and a crescent moon showed a mysterious arc.
She has long black hair, vertical and smooth, flying freely, as if blending with the night. Her white and tender skin is like pure white snow, unstained by dust. Her tall and graceful figure is like a gift from nature, and her bright red lips are like The temptation of the devil.
It seems that this is a devastated picture of a young girl blooming in her best time, which makes people feel heart-thumping and happy.
But…
"Ah... you old monster, evil dark wizard, I will never let you go!"
The flickering firelight stretched the projection of the blood-soaked shackles to lengthen and shorten, the shrill wails were like devil chants, the cold and damp stone walls were dripping with dew, and the prisoners in prison uniforms looked in front of them with fear and despair on their faces. Eyes as black as the abyss.
"Huh? Do you need to deepen the degree of despair?"
After the slender white fingers slowly pulled out the steel needle from the prisoner's body, a silver light flashed and one of the prisoner's fingers fell off.
"ah… "
Amidst the shrill screams, the imprisoned prisoner looked at his fallen fingers.
Finger, dropped? From now on I will be a disabled person...
A trace of despair appeared, and the prisoner who was in great physical and mental pain shed tears.
"Well, that's it."
The girl said calmly, a malignant tumor hidden by the hair on the back of her head jumped slightly, and then the girl started to bandage the prisoner to stop the bleeding.
The dark wizard's collection of despair is by no means like the crude collection of killing by the demon hunting wizard who fights in another world.
In the eyes of the dark wizard, ordinary humans who have gained human despair are a kind of renewable and precious consumable energy. Until one day, the collector is dismantled by the dark wizard and the desperate collection reaches the limit. Allow death.
The Dark Wizard's Laboratory is a truly hopeless hell.
After bandaging the prisoner's wounds, the girl's indifferent and calm eyes turned to the other cages. Each of the disabled prisoners began to cry in despair, waiting for the messenger from hell to arrive.
These men, in their thirties and forties, cried as timidly as babies.
Squeak!
Suddenly, the steel door of this underground secret room was slowly pushed open, and the magic restriction attached to it flashed slightly, and then burst like a bubble. The two figures looked in, and their bodies were shocked as if they were electrocuted.
One of them, who looked like the most vicious old witch in fairy tales, looked at the beautiful woman holding a bloody tray and knife, and trembled: "You..."
The other person, wearing a gray-white spiral pattern mask, with long blond hair scattered, is extremely mysterious.
At this moment, the man's eyes under the mask were blurred and moist.
"Lafite... you are really back. It's great..."
Ding dong!
The bloody knife in the girl's hand fell, and she covered her face in shame and helplessness with her hands. She looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in the underground secret room like a child who was caught stealing candy.
Tears can't stop flowing... (To be continued...)
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