The Amber Sword: Act 79 The Lost Name III

The wind seems to be blowing in the forest in the middle of the night. The sound of the wind is like the wolf pack running under Twilight in mythology, whistling through treetop, making a loud noise, causing wind and rain obscure. Peyja has long been accustomed to curling up in the shadow of a tent. Since that drastic change, she was afraid to fall asleep easily, and the nightmare of the day in each dream seemed to reappear.

She saw her brother walking in front of herself, covered with blood, followed by a shadowy --

Half-sleep and half-wake, the light of the candle suddenly extinguished -- Only noble can be extravagant enough to light expensive mutton candle -- in each tent, but after the light suddenly disappeared, the darkness seemed to be pulled Stretched out.

The walls of the tent were engulfed in rich darkness, and there seemed to be light in the distance. The hunter girl blinked a little, and her eyes were heavy, she saw herself in a shadowy forest. The forest was hazy, as if there were gray ghosts. She heard distant singing, and couldn't help raises head, seeing that the party in the forest was wearing a white robe, and the glowing Spectre was slowly passing by.

Some of the Spectres are wearing robes, some are riding warhorses, some are holding spears, and some are holding swallowtail flags, and everyone is clearly visible. Some seemed as if she knew and felt strange, and she suddenly saw a small figure walking in the line, and he lowered his head, Correct her brother Yaluta.

"Yaruta!" Peyja couldn't help screaming.

already didn't care about other things in her mind, and immediately ran towards that direction. But the forest grew denser, and the complex roots seemed to grow, tripping her. She raises head, despairing to see her brother's back going further and further.

"Yaruta!"

"Peyja." A firm voice came from outside the dream.

The hunter girl feels as if someone has seized one's own. The surrounding scenery is flying at to vanish, the warm light seeps into this darkness from all sides. She opened her eyes suddenly and found herself standing in the middle of the camp. His head was cold and sweaty, and his face was pale as paper.

Brando is standing in front of him, grabbing her arm. There was a bonfire in front of her. Peyja leaned forward slightly, as if planning to rush into the fire.

"What's wrong with you?" Brando frowned. He and Medissa saw the hunter girl rushing out of the tent in an empty look, and bumped into the bonfire without a look. If it weren't for his hand dysphoria, she would have been seriously burned at least now.

But he just found out now that he seems to be sleepwalking.

"Having a nightmare again?" The hunter girl wakes up every night. For Brando who has to stay a night every day, it is naturally clear.

Peyja looked at him blankly. It didn't seem to have responded for a moment. Her hair was scattered loosely against her completely soaked forehead, and her dark brown eyes shone with tears, as if she had not recovered from her previous nightmare.

"Riding, Ser Knight?" Peyja froze, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and lowered his head in some trembling: "Sorry, I'm sorry. (Seeing novels.)"

In the strict level system, how can the daughter of a vulgar hunter like her be able to easily touch the body of noble. noble is the descendant of the sage. It is glorious, glorious, noble, and disdain to associate with untouchables. In some places, commoner will be punished if it is close to noble without authorization, in Lob. commoner within ten feet of the noble carriage will be flogged.

In the early days, this was a way to prevent assassins. But in modern times, it gradually evolved into a unique honor.

Brando hesitated for a moment before reacting. He shook his head. "I said, if it's because of my noble status, you don't need to apologize to it. Some people value this because it has nothing but it. He is proud of the title given by the society, and I have the ideals and pursuits that I am proud of. Peyja Young Lady, I let you stay in this team, just because you are our guide, if possible, I will help You look for the whereabouts of your brother -- "

He said so much just to calm the other side. Peyja really calmed down, she took a careful look at the Lord Thane, she heard Philas, Laluna and other Knight call him `` Lord Count ''. Lord Count is like a high-profile existence. She couldn't imagine that the most big-faced person in shallow water town is just an elderly jazz.

But this Lord Count is undoubtedly a weird one. She has never seen such a sheer noble.

"Thank you, Ser Knight, I have a nightmare again."

"It was n’t like a nightmare. What did you just see?"

Peyja is a little puzzled, but I still talk about the one's own dreamland.

"White Spectre?"

"What's wrong?" Medissa stood up and asked softly. She looked a little serious on the face of Brando, and felt that something might be strange.

"Interesting --" Brando raises head, watching the sharp treetop of pine forest shaking in the wind. He began to think that it was the sea and land wind blowing from the direction of Sea of Dead Moon, but now it seems that it is not the same thing.

"Last time I talked to you about Knight, Peyja, you are from Manovale. Have you heard the legend of the missing person?"

"Anonymous?"

"Ah, um --" ​​

"The name of a lost person is a name. The name is like a code name. It is actually meaningless, but it is a mark on you. Miirna has some dark legends. If someone loses his name, It will become erratic like a lone ghost and wild ghost. In short, -- is abandoned by the civilized world "

"elves has a similar statement, because people need each other. If a person loses his due reputation, his existence value will be very weak."

"The legend of Spectre in the forest has a long history ..."

Knight, which has lost its reputation, has been abandoned by people. They are in the dark, lost themselves, and muttered to themselves all day long. In fact, they are already dead, but their memories linger in the forest and they will not be scattered all day long. If there is any confusion in their hearts, they will be tempted by them.

Hunters often see the dismayed Knight in the forest, but that's just the fear of the unknown in their hearts.

Brando looks at the surging wind over the forest, it seems that already is large enough to propel the clouds. But the clouds are still bleak, which is unreasonable because -- is not the wind, but the huge uneasiness that surrounds everyone.

This uneasiness comes from the turmoil of the whole world.

Brando saw a light blue arc of light on the horizon. He originally thought that it was a sky formed by faint light converging outside the horizon, but now it seems that there is only one reasonable explanation left.

Chapter 688 put together. Brando counted everyone. After confirming that no one had fallen, he looked back at Nemesis, who was staring at the sky with a cloudy complexion. "I seem to have seen there ..." she muttered to herself.

Brando knows she did, but those memories are already shattered into pieces. He didn't know how much memory she still had at that time. But Nemesis seemed to think something, she looked back at Brando: "Brando, do you know what ...?"

"I'll talk about this later." Brando watched as if it suddenly became a mountain swaying forest, this time Monster Wave is a historical record of Chapter 688 Happiness. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (welcoming your support is my biggest motivation.)

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