—some time ago.
Stopping on the left side of the busy intersection, the silver-haired girl looked around in confusion, her delicate eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and her green firefly-like eyes flickered, as if she was trying to identify the direction.
The old snow on the road has been cleared away. Although there is still some snow dust falling in the air, it does not hinder movement.
Probably because the designer was born in the military, all the buildings in the fortress where the girl is located have roughly the same appearance, with a preference for simple geometric forms—square houses with curved roofs. And the chimneys and windows are all the same...
In addition, the roof is covered with white snow, which makes it even more difficult to distinguish.
"Where am I… "
She murmured in a confused low voice, and Hotaru blinked in confusion. Beside her, serious-looking armored soldiers and hurried passers-by were constantly passing by. A few hours after Kuroshio stopped invading, these people did not Relax and celebrate the victory, but devote your greatest energy to repairing the city wall and making preparations.
Although everyone knows that when there is a strong golden man in the city, it is impossible for the beasts that have lost the leader of the same level to gather together again to attack the city. They will even kill each other in the black forest due to hunger or other reasons. .
But reality is one thing, attitude is another.
Probably because of her height, Hotaru is not conspicuous in the crowd. Although people passing by will take a curious look at this petite and delicate girl with long, slightly curly silver hair, they will not stop because of this, and lack common sense. Miss Shenji had no idea that there was something called asking for directions in this world, so as time passed, the situation did not improve at all.
This embarrassing scene lasted until a warrior wearing a hooded helmet and an old mage wearing a white robe appeared on the same side of the intersection.
After sending their seriously injured comrades to a dedicated medical room, the two fortress officers also treated their wounds a little. However, compared with the white-haired mage's mental backlash that only needed a period of meditation to recover, half of them The visceral injuries of the elf warriors were a real problem.
"Kili, if you feel your body can't support it, there's no need to force it."
Although Feng is a mage, he also works part-time as a berserker. With his age and combat experience, this mentor of the mage group with Northland characteristics is not much worse than a half-elf warrior. Of course, he can see the actions of his comrades in front of him. It was already a little sluggish, and the physical discomfort was obviously getting worse again.
"It's okay. The injury is getting better. It's just a little itchy because it heals too quickly..."
Kili didn't lie. As a unique profession of half-elves [Blood Hunter], he can obtain some of the abilities of Warcraft by drawing animal blood tattoos on his body. As a peak silver warrior, his body It can withstand three magic patterns, and its abilities are [Thunder Blood], [High-speed Self-Healing] and [Eagle Eye], which have been used on the battlefield before.
In order to divert attention and ignore the feeling of numbness and itching in his internal organs, Keely uncharacteristically took the initiative to start the conversation: "Do you feel that Master Joshua looks a little different from before?"
"indeed."
Feng nodded in agreement, and Feng seemed to feel the same way: "The young master used to be a gentle and cheerful person. Even after so many years in the army, his temperament has not sharpened. The last time he returned to the main city, I Just in time to report to the master..."
Joshua!
Standing alone on the side of the road, the silver-haired girl almost gave up on trying to figure out where to go. When she heard her master's name, a light suddenly flashed in her eyes. She immediately turned her head and looked in the direction from which the voice came.
An old mage and a masked warrior... seem to be stronger than themselves, and their aura is also very different. The soldiers around them will salute slightly after meeting them. It seems that they should be big shots like the fortress commander.
"Calling the master Young Master... Well, it seems like they are going to report to the master."
Following the other party from a distance, Yingying whispered to herself: "This should be able to find the way. After getting a little closer, I can sense the specific location of the master!"
There is some kind of inexplicable sensing ability between the divine machine and the contractor, but this sensing ability can only be most effective when the levels of both parties are equal. Since Joshua advanced to the gold level, unless he takes the initiative to contact him, otherwise If Yingying wants to sense the location of her master, she can't be too far away. Now, at most, she can sense that Joshua is in this city, and that's it.
The conversation between Keely and Feng continued.
"The current young master is more fearful than majestic."
The voice of the half-elf warrior came through the helmet, a bit dull: "I have been on the battlefield for so many years, how can I not smell the smell of blood that has killed countless people? Has a sharp temperament? Hahaha, it's more than just a sharp edge. Rui, the original shepherd dog has completely grown into a flesh-eating wolf."
The white-haired mage also shook his head slightly, and his expression could not tell whether he was pleased or worried: "Before the master passed away, I was always worried that the young master's personality was too gentle. I didn't expect that after his death, the young master would become like this. Human destiny, indeed unpredictable."
Huh? The owner was originally gentle and cheerful
Yingying, who had been following behind and eavesdropping, was suddenly stunned, and the memory core deep in her body began to rotate rapidly. However, no matter how she recalled and thought about it, Miss Shenji could not imagine her master showing a gentle smile... No, this description It completely conflicts with the inherent impression in my memory!
However, before starting the battle, Yingying could occasionally see the corner of the black-haired warrior's mouth raised a little, and there was an excited look in his red eyes. Maybe he didn't notice it himself, but the silver-haired girl had been following Qiao. Xiuya's side was clearly visible from beginning to end.
How could this kind of person, who naturally feels happy because of fighting, bloodshed and killing, be a 'cheerful and gentle' person? No kidding, Yingying shook her head, thinking that the white-haired mage was probably too old and confused.
As they walked along and passed several streets, the silver-haired girl found that her feelings for Joshua were getting stronger and stronger. It seemed that the direction was indeed correct.
Soon after, she saw the central tower rising near the Black Forest walls.
In front of the entrance to the central tower, two tall knights stood here. They were wearing gray silver metallic armor, holding spears and diamond shields. On them were painted patterns like wolf beasts opening their mouths to reveal fangs, and their faces were covered by full-covered helmets. Covered, the expressions behind them cannot be seen, and on their sides, with a black background and gold rim, the flag of the sword-holding hand representing the Radcliffe family is fluttering in the wind.
"It seems like this is it."
Yingying finally breathed a sigh of relief. She subconsciously wiped her snow-white forehead where there was no sweat, feeling relieved.
"That silver-haired lady at the back, why are you following us?"
Suddenly, a dull voice sounded, and the half-elf warrior turned his head, and his eyes behind the helmet looked directly at the relaxed girl: "Although you don't mean any harm, please explain the reason... Also, I seem to have never seen you in the fortress. You, where did you come from?”
(End of chapter)