Countless clansman’s wish, **** night, so that every king of Leonin can’t wait to return to that moment, even if it is to die immediately, but also to change the fate of Torquine.
But people have no choice but to choose history.
Confusion, inferiority, self-doubt, this is the mentality of many Torquine people, the tragedy seems to have been cast from the beginning, a history without heroes, for a nation, bleak as long as the eternal night.
Because they are all descendants of the traitor.
But the Leonin teenager finally clenched his fist.
“What do you want?” It asked faintly that the self-respect and honor of a nation did not depend on charity. The first people did the wrong thing, and the descendants had to make up.
The girl looked up at such a monarch of Leonin, who was only a teenager, but she already had the power of the king.
“This winter is very cold, many people will die on the grassland,” she looked at towards the heavy snow outside the tent. “The winter next year may be colder, the food on the prairie can’t live. Many people, only abandon the old man, kill A weak baby, perhaps only one of the ten newborns can grow up in hunger, and how many young people have Torquine lost in this year, how long will it take to recover?”
She turned back, lightly smiled, and smiled warmly: “His Highness Naer, we only have one request to escort us to leave this grassland.”
After that, she bowed to the crowd and then turned to leave.
There is some quiet in the tent –
Only gu lu gu lu waters the sound of the water.
“His Royal Highness…” The Boss of the Leonin clan whispered.
They exchanged their eyes, and the green voice was full of anxiety and anxiety, but there were some other things.
“and many more.”
Naer finally got the courage to stop each other.
“You are going to Anzeluta?”
“Are you allied with the Hazell people?”
The girl stopped and looked down on her back.
The Leonin boy seems to have made up his mind. It turned back and said to one’s own man: “Take those things out.”
There was silence in the tent.
The next one took a scorpion and carefully placed the contents of the scorpion on the dwarf and connected it with the broken parchment – that was the piece of Leonin that was found in these hundreds of years. That tearing covenant that year.
These fragments seem to symbolize the obsession of the Torquine people, and they carefully collect it, as if one day they can recover their long-lost glory from these fragments.
But at this moment, it seems that everything seems to be worth mentioning.
A short, crumpled piece of parchment appeared on the dwarf. It was about a quarter to a fifth of the original, and the broken dark red paw prints were twisted and twisted. Above the debris.
Naer looked at the girl.
He stepped forward and used his claws to draw a hole in one’s own palm, and then let his blood drip on the black, dry paw print. The red blood of the rose is dripping down. Under the bright fire, the old and new blood seems to gradually merge together at this moment.
“Torquine Leonin, re-fulfilling one’s own promise.”
“We haven’t done it before the millennium. Today we will make up for it!”
“We are with you -“
“To complete this war.”
As described on the Dark Blue Poem.
……
“What is that place?”
“Ayrell.”
Bretton stared at the stars in the sky, and the black smoke columns on the plains rose from the sky. Even though the stars were looming, the sky was getting closer to the night and still clearly visible.
Ayre is the town of Corcova, second only to the second largest city of royal capital, where the little bit of fire proves that Corcova is still fighting, and White Lion Legion has not completely fallen.
The three stood on the mountain road, and there was a little glow in the eyes, watching this scene silently.
The accompanying Knights also silently said that although everyone was hurt, the sight in front of them had already forgotten the pain.
The kingdom is in the flames, this is their shame.
Everyone secretly clenched his teeth.
“Is there your city?” asked a somewhat ambiguous voice.
It was an old dwarf. He sat on the back of a rock sheep wearing a heavy armor, holding a hammer and holding a pair of small eyes pointing in that direction.
Bretton turned his back and looked at each other strangely – how many years haven’t seen the dwarves move on the surface. Although it is said that across the northern part of the mountain range of the foggy mountain, there is indeed a little-known trail leading to the ground.
This ancient road runs through the high mountain, through deep valleys and ancient forests, through the rock and weathered Colossus, and finally to the entrance of an ancient passage. Many years ago, alpine dwarves used to control the entrance to the underground passage and guarded the gate to Underground World.
They built halls deep in the mountains. These underground halls were tangled and complicated, forming a dwarf city. When Dwarf King was the most prosperous, they even built a huge empire.
But with the decline of the Silver family, after the Rune Dwarf disappeared with the Silver Plain, the dwarves were no longer in sight, and the Empire fell apart, leaving only countless ruins in the depths of the underground darkness.
In the War of the Holy Saints, the dwarves of the high mountain family betrayed the human and elf coalition, and since then, people have rarely seen their presence on the ground World. There are few dwarf adventurers in human society, but they are not the inhabitants of the Dwarf King country, but the ethnic minority of the Human Society.
But these dwarves are obviously different.
The dwarf sits on the saddle pad of his goat, and the saddle is as tall as a hill. Aouine does not have such a saddle.
Moreover, the other dress is gorgeous, wearing gold and silver, the necklace on the chest is studded with agate and red sapphires, and the thick dwarf armor is as fine as a piece of art. Although Bretton didn’t know much about precious metals, he also saw that the material of this armor was never simple.
Manrique was also stunned. He looked back at Young Countess behind him. Delfhyr was pale and holding a long braid, and the mouth told the two people: “Mithril -“
This dwarf is obviously not simple.
Bretton nodded silently about the other party’s question.
The dwarf touched the beard on his chest, and the large brown-red beard was woven with a brass collar, like a few flames. The collar is also engraved with a staggered pattern, which is the family of the dwarf’s noble unique emblem. Each dwarf clan is different, and their compatriots living on the ground have long forgotten these traditions.
His huge nose was revealed with obvious disdain: “Not too big.”
Manrique endured the reluctance to rebut, partly because the dwarves saved their lives, and on the other hand, because of the well-equipped 40 dwarf heavy cavalry around the old dwarf.
In fact, since the Swallowburg drastic change that day, they chose to abandon the Air Ship team in Swallowburg, leaving the County with a Holy Sword – mainly to avoid the rebels’ blockade of Yanilas and Burleigh. Air Ship is also unable to return to Southern Territory without going through the Kingsport’s situation.
The secondary reason is that the goal of the Air Ship is too large to be noticed by the Sasaarland people.
But even so, they still hit the wall in Swallowburg – obviously, Baron Dahl did not intend to give up the Holy Sword Misor easily. After the continuous breakthrough of the rebel blockade, the finals had to reroute northward, through a foggy mountain to Corcova at the suggestion of a White Lion Knight from Colos.
Although the entire Aouine north is now unsettled, it is easy to meet with the resident White Lion Legion in Balta as long as Corcova is out. Both Manrique and Bretton believe that since the battle of Ampere Searl, the White Lion Legion, re-established by Her Highness the Princess, will never change again.