Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Are you all right?" The networm walking down the deck found Losa holding his knee and burying his head in the dim candlelight. She controlled her tone, so that there was no unnecessary sympathy and compassion to prevent stinging the knight's self-esteem. Of course, this is her worry. Now Losa has no spare time to be angry. He is like a helpless child, just like when he learned that his parents were killed. But now it is not the year when the Earl of Montenegro was not taken care of by the faithful servant on the Cursed Lady, nor was the kind king who rescued him from the king all day and night.

The terrible scene from the dream evoked the tragic memories of Lothar's dust. He seemed to see his parents on the beach made of white bones. They stared at the count with empty eyes, as if calling him to join them. , Become part of the bones. And beside Lothar in reality, the tomahawk, who had rescued the owner from the environment and fear several times, lay quietly on the deck, and the dark gray skin plated to cover the conspicuous gold appearance seemed to become Its real shell, and the eyes of the male lion blocked by the sea monster-shaped statues also did not have the gleam of light. This witch-hunting knife can't play any role, because the thing that makes its owner collapse is already beyond the scope of wizards and magic.

Seeing that Lothar did not respond to herself, the female mercenary approached the latter after being silent for a moment. She could see Lothar's slightly trembling arm, he was really scared. But why, is there anything that makes this man feel scared? The networm came to the count and knelt on the deck on one knee, placing his palm on Lothar's hand. "Tell me, what are you afraid of? May I help you?" She could feel the man's arm trembling even more after she said this sentence. But in the end, the tremor calmed down.

Lothar looked up, his face pale and scary. "I'm okay, I just had a nightmare." Anyone can see that the knight is just holding on, and the nightmare in his mouth is obviously not ordinary.

"When I was young, my mother told me to speak out the nightmare." Networm held the earl's hand in one hand, and patted his back gently with the other hand. She was trying to remember her mother's comfort. Own situation. And that's not easy, because in the memory of the maid, the mother's existence is so far away that she can't tell whether it really exists. She often doubts that all her memories of her mother may just be a warm dream. The desire for a normal family. But even so, if this false and most likely self-made memory can help the man in front of him, Net Worms will not hesitate at all.

Lothar sniffed his nose, and there were blurry tears in his eyes. I'm afraid no one could imagine that the Earl of Montenegro, famous for the war madman Cangshi, would show such an expression someday. The earl opened his mouth and wanted to say something but was unsuccessful because the muscles in his throat were too tight. He was frustrated by this frustration, but he looked at the gentle sight of the woman in front of him, and he desperately suppressed the raging in his heart. monster. Just as when he was gazed on the school ground by the eyes of the king of blue lions. "Me, I saw ..."

The Earl's narrative is very lacking in logic, and his words are full of fragmented information. These lingering words make people unable to really understand what he saw. But even so, the horrifying content revealed in the scattered words made people shudder. The Networm gently held Lothar into his arms and whispered words of comfort in his ear, because she did not know why the count had such a dream, nor how to deal with it. But what the mercenary does not know is not necessarily for others.

"Home." Qi Li's voice echoed in the cabin. The witch followed her sometime. She sat on the wooden beam, shaking her legs, and looked at the knights and mercenaries who were hugged together. "The place you dream of is called home."

The two people's eyes and attention were quickly attracted. Qili pushed hard with both hands, and the whole person fell from the wooden beam. Both feet touched the ground at the same time, and stood firmly. She approached the two and continued what she had just said, "This is the legend of the Sailors of the Frustrated Bay. It is said that everyone will go there after death to crush the situation. The flesh and blood rot in the coffin, the bones are cracked in the erosion, and then It flows into the sea with a river or groundwater, and eventually flows to the destination, that is, the white bone beach you said, becomes a part of it. This is the part I know, as for what you say in the sea, I do n’t know. . Maybe it ’s the existence of some kind of guardian fate. "

"But he had never heard this legend before, how could he dream of what you said?" Networm couldn't care about the unpleasantness on the deck just now and Qi Li, asked.

"This, I can't be sure." The witch put her hands behind her waist and walked around the two step by step, with a shallow smile on her face. "But I think it should be related to the flow of dead people. It is said that death The crowd is just a direct bus to go to the destination, maybe our Lord Earl got some kind of revelation in the crowd of dead people? This situation is also possible, you know, there are always a few crazy people on the ship that have seen the crowd of dead people Sailor, he said something that no one could understand. "

"I'm not crazy!" Lothar stood up with some excitement. He was obviously very annoyed by Qi Li's disapproval. But whether it is a witch or a mercenary, it can be seen that the earl's eyes are completely lacking in the past when he speaks ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Instead, he seems to be a drunkard bragging in the pub Looks like.

Qi Li seemed to be disgusted with Lothar's reaction, the smile on her face disappeared, and then looked at the count with a look of contempt and disgust for a few seconds, shrugging, "Maybe." Finished, her body The shape disappeared into the darkness where the candle was not illuminated. But Lothar did not calm down. He turned and shouted loudly to the networm, "I'm not crazy!" He said that he also punched on the nearby wooden post, and the cracked wood chips penetrated deeply into his On the hand, the blood has a new direction.

The pain made the Earl's anger find a pour point, and he began to punch the wooden pillar with his fists, and the pillars used to support the deck burst out after the knight's full swing. Tears also shed tears in the female maid ’s eyes, and she began to believe the witch ’s words. The man who professed Lothar might be crazy. So she approached the count from behind and punched him in the neck! The man whose trachea was hit hard fell to the ground, watching the networm kneeling on his chest in disbelief, his hands choked his throat, and strangled him.

The hatch leading to the deck opened. Qi Li greeted the arrival of the maid with a smile as if she had been waiting there long ago. The latter rashly rushed up at an extremely fast speed. As soon as his arm was raised, the spider's fang-shaped dagger had reached the witch's neck. "Tell me how to get him back to his original state."