Shaman from Afar

A dark dungeon, a complex sigh came from behind the wall.

"Really ... I don't know where to start." The young man behind the wall took a sip of shochu, and his tongue was so hot that he breathed:

Loren was silent, and the barbecue and bread beside him were gradually cold.

"By the way, from the day we set off-the Rangers who went to patrol the north still did not return after a month of the scheduled period, so His Highness Connold sent a search team to investigate the situation."

"This kind of thing is not very common in Jiejie Mountain, but it is not unprecedented; now I should feel something wrong when I think back."

The voice of the young man behind the wall was very calm, like telling another person ’s story: "To ensure foolproof, the entire search team has nearly a hundred rangers, all composed of veterans of the legion, and I am the captain. adjutant."

"We traveled north for a full ten days, during which we accidentally bumped into two snowstorms, and no trace of the ranger was found until we crossed the Valley of Blood, so our captain, a church knight from the south, began to hesitate Now. "

"Crossing the Valley of Blood Skeleton is equivalent to crossing the natural boundary between the empire and the north, and will also be far from the protection of the mountains and fortresses of the broken boundary-in the words of the church, we are half a foot into the gate of hell!

"So, I chose a compromise solution-the search team ’s main force was stationed on the hillside near the Valley of Blood, and then sent out cavalry to search around in batches, while asking the nearest outpost for help. Find."

Loren nodded slightly, this is indeed a very wise judgment. It is very dangerous to step into an area that you do not understand, and a small number of elite troops should always be vigilant and ready to seek the enemy. He used the same tactics when he was expedition to Yongye Forest in the ancient wood forest.

"We searched nearby for seven days, and the materials we had carried were more than half consumed, but even the trace of the Ranger was not found-to be honest, if it was not the captain of the church knight, we insisted, we have already given up, ready Report the missing for him! "

Speaking of this, the young man suddenly paused and took a sip of hot shochu:

"Then ... the eighth day."

Loren tightened his nerves slowly, concentrating.

"On the eighth day, a veteran named Mandalay Grantham from Lotel suddenly told me that he found some very old traces-not like a few days, but a long time What was left before is a very old gut path, I do n’t know where it leads. "

Mandalay Grantham, when Loren heard the name, he immediately noticed what-the father who was executed as a "destroyer", Isaac.

"If it was usual, I would have ignored this information at all. There are too many secrets that are not known in the north, but this time it is different." The young man said softly, "It's just on that narrow path, we are really real Found traces left by the fortress rangers. "

"The most important thing is that those traces and signs ... are just like being left deliberately."

"So, the captain of the church knight immediately decided that this was the will of the Holy Cross. The ranger must have found something very important before he went back, and deliberately left a clue to let us go to him-listen It looks like that, right? "

"The most interesting thing is that he did n’t notice a lot of wrong details from beginning to end, such as the traces are too old, too remote roads-and most importantly, the nearest outpost of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain is on the day. Beyond the distance, why did the Ranger have to go alone? "

"So ... that clue is not Rangers?" Loren asked.

"No, we later found a broken sword on that road, which was indeed a Ranger's thing." The young man's voice ridiculed somewhat:

"It's just that the broken sword has a history of at least a hundred years-our fools, just like this was left by the mark of a senior who hit the Universiade more than 100 years ago. No way back! "

The dark-haired wizard suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"Wait! You just said that a hundred years ago, it was impossible ..."

"You guessed it, Lord Loren Turin." The voice behind the wall chuckled lightly: "If the expectation is good, the Ranger should be the ancestor of your ancestor, the Black Duke Roland Turin."

"And it was Roland Turin himself who found this way!"

"Probably ... this matter has nothing to do with his later rebellion? Of course I just guessed, please don't mind."

"Of course ... it doesn't matter." Loren murmured staring staringly at the torches outside the cell.

"In short, the captain of the church knight finally decided that he would lead the main force back to the nearest outpost to seek help from the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain; and I led a team to search along the gut path to find more clues.

The young man behind the wall snorted coldly:

"You should be able to guess what happened later."

Although the other party could not see, the dark-haired wizard nodded subconsciously.

The search team retreating to the outpost immediately encountered a sudden army of monsters, and nearly a hundred rangers with the entire outpost disappeared; and the squad led by the young man was spared by leaving halfway.

And the reinforcements who came later naturally found this situation, and then it came to a natural conclusion-because the entire search team has not survived, naturally no one can confirm the order. The reinforcements see only the main attack. They left with supplies.

However, any officer with normal intelligence can immediately "brain fill" the young people to find a large number of monster troops, and instead of returning to the report, they run away with their own people, causing the search team to destroy the "plot"!

But there are still some loopholes in the other party's words ...

"You just said that you found the way to Niederhogg-if you tell Connold the information you found, won't you prove that you are not a deserter?"

"evidence?"

The voice suddenly chuckled, then spoke lightly:

"Sir Loren Turin, although I do n’t know what you are, why did you appear in the Fortress of Forbidden Mountains-but please tell me the truth about the Dragon City ... how much do you know?"

"The capital of the dragon kingdom, hundreds of years ago when the empire had not yet risen, it was they and the dragon that first blocked the invading evil spirit." Loren replied silently.

"Very well ... you know that you have surpassed a lot of idiots. The vast majority of imperial nobles only regarded Niederhogg as a deceptive legend, and it is even more unclear what the name means."

The young man sighed with complaint: "So you should be clear that I can't come up with any decisive evidence except to bring them to that place again! Not to mention I want to reach Niederhogg It is definitely not as easy as you think, we are almost nine dead, only to witness its existence with our own eyes! "

"Nidhog, the Dragon King City, the ancient dragon kingdom destroyed by evil spirits ... these are real ones!"

The dungeon returned to death.

"... So, have you really been there, standing outside Niederhog's door?"

"No, I mean I really saw it with my own eyes-but our location at that time was still far away from Niederhogg, and it was not so easy to get there."

The young man sighed quietly to ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ and drank the last bite from the flask: "It's a city lonely on the cliff, like a towering mountain-think of it unless you can Fly over. "

"Fly over ..." The dark-haired wizard slowly raised his mouth: "It's not impossible!"

"What do you mean?"

"Meaning, if I could find a way to set you free, are you sure you can find that place again?" Loren said with a soft smile, still a little tempted.

"Can you convince His Royal Highness Connold not to hang me?"

The young man's voice was even more surprised than before, and Loren could even hear him trembling: "Loren Turin, you ... who are you?"

"Well, keep it secret for the time being." Loren's smile grew stronger and stronger, as if to lure children:

"But first ... you have to tell me your name first."

He now feels that his decision to "prison" is simply correct! 89