Chapter 3
The scorching sensation still keeps coming from the back of the head, making the simple action of opening the eyes extremely difficult. The dark world in front of me was like Heaven and Earth turning around, so dizzy that I couldn't help but want to vomit.
Even so, Loren, who was suffering from nausea and pain, still desperately got rid of the nightmare, and what he saw was still a cold to cruel reality-surrounded by pitch-black jungle, his wrists and ankles were covered. The twine was tightly tied, and there was a burning bonfire in front of him.
In the middle of the bonfire, that knight long sword full of cracks seemed to remind Loren again and again what had happened not long ago.
Looking at the faintly visible reflection of himself on the blade that gradually became red, Loren couldn't help but snorted lightly with self-deprecating.
This is a savage world, a completely different world from the one I lived in before. Wild beast monster can be seen everywhere, robbers and bandits can unscrupulously looting villages, even Old Knight Leonardo, who is self-righteous, will kill people for money and food and shelter... and follow someone who lives by murder. Knight, who has been wandering for two or three years, actually expects to be able to live peacefully and calmly? !
In other words, I knew it, I just deceived myself-I just hid behind Old Knight, enjoying the peaceful days he had earned by fighting for life without any scruples, treating him as someone who only knew about alcoholism. Old Drunkard
And the naked reality in front of me is the best punishment for my selfish thoughts. His own mistakes and misjudgments are almost equivalent to killing Leonardo with his own hands. Loren's complexion darkened, and his dark eyes stared at the burning long sword without blinking.
"Are you... okay?"
A voice with a little uncertainty made Loren tilt his head slightly. Only then did he realize that there was someone else beside him, and light blue's eyes looked at himself a little nervously: "I only asked when you woke up, but your complexion doesn't seem very good, is it hurt?"
"It's nothing, but I still have a headache." Loren shook his head pretentiously. The little man with blond hair and blue eyes in front of him, his pale skin was simply outrageous, as thin as a little white mouse. The beautiful face and messy hair make it difficult to distinguish between a man and a woman.
But what really attracted Loren’s attention was the large black robe. Although it looked a bit dirty, there were silver laces on the collar and cuffs, and the texture was also better than the linen gown on his body. Much stronger.
In this savage world, clothing is almost a status symbol. Even the silver picture is enough to prove that the identity of the person in front of you is absolutely ordinary.
Wait, Loren vaguely remembered. At the moment before he fainted, he vaguely heard Martin say that he wanted to lock himself with whom...
"Are you a wizard?!"
"Uh...yes, yes." The little wizard was taken aback by Loren, a little stiff and nodded: "But I'm just a Apprentice, did you see it from the robe on my body?"
"Yes!" Loren didn't plan to correct the opponent anymore. This sudden surprise made him stop thinking about other things. Thing—Although I’ve never seen it in the past, I have heard a lot of rumors about wizards during the wandering two or three years, especially those magical incantions, and magical things: "Then you can Can't change a trick, let us escape from this ghost place?!"
"Change a trick?" The little wizard was silly for a second, some didn't know whether to cry or laugh Looking at Loren who was over-excited, he didn't know how to explain it completely: "I'm sorry, although I do understand a little bit, but...I am afraid I will disappoint you."
"No, Don't worry, I should apologize." Loren waved his hand pretendingly-if the other party really had that ability, wouldn't he have escaped long ago, would he wait until he comes?
I really wanted to catch it when I saw the straw...The little attendant couldn't help laughing at himself.
"Then again, why are you here?" Loren, a little embarrassed, couldn't help but change the subject; "I mean, why did you come to a place like Wild Dog Village?"
"My mentor got the news that there is a very Ancient Vestige under the church in Wild Dog Village, which may be worth researching." The little wizard explained: "This is also for me. Trial, after all, this kind of opportunity is really rare."
"Relics, what relics?"
"A heretic temple—the church here is probably demolished. After the temple, it was covered with the remaining materials, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why the church here is so exquisite."
Loren agrees with this. The entire Wild Dog Village is dilapidated and shattered like a garbage dump, and even the village chief’s house is piled up with haystacks. Only the church is a brick-wood structure, which is abrupt and out of place.
"I originally came with two soldiers, but they were all killed." The little wizard lowered his head and asked with difficulty: "Then you, why were they caught by them? Grab it?"
"My Master Knight and I passed by here, and the mayor of Wild Dog Village asked to eliminate the robbers here. The result..."
"That guy !" The little wizard screamed, stared wide-eyed of gnashing teeth: "It was he who recruited these bandits!"
"Why?"
"Treasure, he thought that there was a treasure hidden in that temple, so he deliberately recruited the robbers, wanting them to find the treasure for the dead ghost!" The wizard gritted his teeth fiercely at every word: "It turned out that the other party didn't I was fooled, so I regret it again!"
So? Loren thought about it carefully, and everything before it made sense-the village chief wanted to monopolize the treasure, and the bandit leader named Martin was obviously not a fool, and both sides were using each other for the purpose of using each other.
Although he can maintain a rational analysis, it does not mean that Loren does not feel anger-but the more angry, the less he should stop thinking, but should seize every opportunity and every opportunity Slaughter this group of choppy opportunities.
"So, what about the villagers, do they know these things?" Loren asked calmly, "Are they also complicit in the village chief?"
"I , I don’t know.” Although Loren had tried to hide it as much as possible, the little wizard could still tell that the little attendant in front of him was very angry and replied in fear: “But, even if they don’t all know...”
...... There is absolutely no escape. Loren certainly understood what the other party meant. Because of this, he felt even more angry. The villagers knew what would happen when they saw him and Old Knight following Martin up the mountain, but they didn’t say a word from start to finish, looking at the past. The people who saved them go to death!
"Martin, the reason why the bandit leader has not killed us is because he thinks we are still useful to him." Loren, with his head down, suddenly opened the mouth and said, calmly analyzing "They actually didn’t dare to break into the heretic temple, so they planned to let us come to find the way for the dead ghosts."
The little wizard was nodded, curled up, It's completely resigned.
"So, when the time comes, our chance comes - no matter if there is something scary or nothing below, this is the last chance." Loren 'S voice is becoming more and more certain, and more and more confident: "With good luck, we might be able to escape, and even make them pay!"
This guy... is he brains? Burnt out, or did the bandits beat him stupid? When he reached this point, he didn't forget his revenge. What was he thinking? !
But... what if there is a chance? The little wizard can’t help thinking about it this way-no one really wants to die. If you really can escape from here and get revenge at the same time, shouldn’t you give it a try? It’s this step anyway, the worst How could the result be worse than it is now? !
While the wizard was still thinking about it, he found that Loren's tied hands had been stretched out in front of him, and those dark eyes were looking at him very sincerely.
The other party is still suspicious, Loren can see the expression of the little wizard in front of him. At this time, you need to pass a little more confidence and motivation to let the other party become your ally with all your heart.
"I know this is abrupt. After all, we just met each other-but we are already on the same boat." Loren sincerely opened the mouth and said: "Only when we are in the same boat can we all live. Go down!"
The little wizard blushed awkwardly, or shook it up: "Ain Rand, Wizard Wimpal apprentice, future alchemist, how about you?"
" Loren." The little attendant said, after hesitating for a moment, he changed to a stronger tone:
"Loren Torino, is a wandering Knight."