Hurrying through an alley, not caring how many things had been knocked off, Fang Yu looked back as he grabbed the way. Behind him, those Bein Knights were always chasing after him, which made him can't help but curse secretly.

It is not known who the previous few arrows helped him escape from the desperate situation, because the other party has not shown up so far. At that time, after breaking out of the siege, there was no decent resistance. Smoothly through the atrium, into the outskirts, and then from the Bein Fortress to this place, the only headache at this moment is that the Beins never give up.

And this is already inside Bein City, but he doesn't know if it's an outer city or an inner city, and as for what kind of city it is, he's only heard about it in the past. The wind became a little lighter after entering the alley, but it still rattled the lid of the wooden barrel not far away, and the narrow sky between the alleys was covered with a layer of misty wind and sand. The sand and gravel above are changing, outlining the lines of the wind.

In this direction, the direction of Bein Fortress has become shadowy, but only a shadow remains.

He looked back again.

There were many things to think about that issue: it was unlikely that it was someone from the Shield of Lufo, they didn't have that level. And who else do you know in this unfamiliar place?

If it was Princess Rupert, he should have come to the door by now, but he looked around, and there was no one around except for the howling wind.

As for President Elna, she probably didn't know she was missing.

And the others, it seems, are no one else.

These thoughts flashed through Fang Yu's heart, but they were quickly forgotten again. Because more pressing than this is the question of the moment - how to get rid of the knights behind him? How to escape this place? How do I reach out to other people?

There was no one on the street in the dusty weather, and it was late at night—not to mention the starlight, and the whole city could not see even a single fire, it was so dark that you could not see your fingers.

He couldn't tell where he was, and he had never been to the city, and he didn't know how big Bein was or how to get out of it - he instinctively thought that the fortress city wouldn't be too big, and that he would always get to where the walls were.

Once out of town, at least two of the above problems can be solved.

But the question is, will the other party let him out of the city safely? Not to mention whether it is safe after leaving the city under this bad weather, even he has no bottom in his own heart.

After only running for a while, Fang Yuan felt that his lungs were filled with sand, stinging so much that he couldn't breathe, and at the same time, his heart was beating like thunder, and his eyes were full of stars. The wind and sand poured in again, pervasively, from the neckline, sleeves and under the cloak, as if filling his shirt, pants and boots, adding a few pounds of weight.

Looking back, the Bein Knight was still chasing after him, and although he could only see a shadow, the other party never gave up.

Fang Yu had to stop and rest against the wall for a while, panting like a wild dog about to die. When the other party got a little closer, he gritted his teeth and hit the road again.

There were a few times when Fang Yuan felt that he was about to lose his hand, but after struggling to get out of the alley, a shallow ridge suddenly appeared in the wind and sand ahead.

He looked in that direction, and couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart—it was the outer wall of Bein, and this place was exactly as he imagined, the outer city was only a few kilometers in size.

At that moment, Fang Yu was like a drowning man grasping the last straw, and a flame of hope burned again in his desperate situation, and he didn't know where he found a handful of strength, and he quickened his pace again, and strode in that direction. But after only a few steps, Fang Yu involuntarily slowed down his pace.

"Calm down," he suddenly calmed down and admonished himself, "there may be another battle after reaching the top of the city, and the most important thing at the moment is not to reach the bottom of the city walls, but to conserve as much strength as possible." ”

The Long March has reached the final step, and we can't let the mentality of surprise and joy let ourselves fall short at the last moment.

Fang Yu's heart settled down. If you lose your goal, it will naturally make people feel uneasy, but once you know what you want to do, even if you are surrounded by many people, there is actually nothing to worry about. R had also told him more than once that the mentality of gaining and losing was a taboo for top recruiters.

And it was at this moment, suddenly, a flame lit up in front of him.

Like a lighthouse in the dark, it suddenly lit up, and the firelight lit up above a watchtower, and in the distance you could see the flames dancing in the wind, dispelling the darkness around you.

The light reflected in Fang Yuan's dark eyes, but he didn't feel a trace of warmth—it looked like a light that led people forward, but it was more like a false splendor like a moth throwing fire—and he looked at the light, and his heart that had just settled down sank. It was as if it was not a fire, but a searchlight, shining on Fang Yuan, a prisoner who seemed to be in a desperate situation.

Although there was still a long distance from that place, and it was impossible for the guards at the head of the city to see the situation in the darkness, Fang Yu had a feeling that there was nothing to hide.

A succession of fires lit up, dotted with stars, and connected into a line, and each watchtower above the walls of Bein outlined the outline of the city. This scene even alarmed the people in the city, and many places were lit up, but Fang Yu couldn't feel any beauty from it, only a cold.

The feeling that the hope that had just been ignited and completely extinguished in an instant was enough to crush the most tenacious will, but Fang Yu still endured it without saying a word. He thought of the battle at Dawnstar, and what was it compared to the despair of the time? In such a desperate situation, he can also find a glimmer of life, and of course he can now.

After Fang Yu clenched his fist, his thoughts started again. He took a step back, and before the knights could catch up, he immediately moved in a different direction.

The previous plan was abandoned by him without hesitation.

Generally speaking, in this type of military fortress type of city, there will be special military camps stationed in different sections of the wall, and when he arrives, the other party must have already laid a net on the city wall. Even if he breaks through for a while, the other party can follow him and catch up with him.

Although I haven't thought of a better way at the moment, it is obviously not wrong to get rid of the pursuers behind first.

On the system panel, the physical strength has dropped below the warning line, and the system pops up a red warning light page, reflected on his face. But in fact, he didn't need to be prompted, he could detect that his physical condition had dropped badly from his own feelings.

But he deliberately didn't think about these things, trying to distract himself from making himself feel better. And when he thought of the battle with Dawnstar, he couldn't help but think of his feat that night, escaping from the attack of the giant structure, and in retrospect, he didn't even know how he did it.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too embarrassed later, and he died at the hands of Miss Miya because of a misunderstanding, his performance that night could almost be said to be perfect.

Although he later experienced events such as Doriphin and Fenris Island, it was the battle of the Dawn Star that he remembered the most—perhaps not only the performance itself, but also Miss Scarpet, Mr. Quelod and everyone, and the silver-haired wolf-eared girl.

As soon as his mind turned, another face appeared in his mind, the sea-blue eyes of Miss Shipmaster, blue like a vast and boundless empty sea, or a secluded lake, with endless secrets lurking. The two have gone from strangers who don't know each other to the relationship they promise to each other today, and sometimes Fang Yu thinks about it himself, and it is like a dream.

I actually found an aboriginal girlfriend.

Fortunately, my aunt seemed to know about this and didn't look too disagreeable.

There may be some trouble in the future, but after all, it is a matter of the future, Fang Yu has always had a somewhat passable mentality, otherwise he would not have found someone to smuggle here in the first place.

Normal people know that such a thing cannot be hidden for a lifetime, and there will always be a day when it will come out. And once the smuggling is discovered, he is not unclear, but all in all, let's talk about it first. And in the end, the solution was quite satisfactory, isn't it, the military does not pursue this matter, and others actually have nothing to say.

He only needs to pay attention to the Super Athletic League's side, but the league's constraints on a free picker like him are limited.

These chaotic thoughts flashed through Fang Yuan's heart, as if he really relieved him of a lot of the current pressure, and when he counted the people he knew around him one by one, and thought of Miss Atila, his heart suddenly moved slightly.

He remembered that not long ago, he had experienced a divine descent from the goddess Ameya, and in that descent, the other party seemed to give him a revelation without beginning or end. The image of a somewhat simple emblem flashed in his mind at this moment—it was the gray wolf and the long sword.

The head of the majestic gray wolf, inscribed on the Morning Light Holy Sword.

That's the emblem of Marlan.

Ameya told him that the person holding the emblem was the one he was looking for. Among the Seven Seas Brigade, only the big cat man is a believer in Marlan, a knight who seeks freedom, but unfortunately the big cat man is obviously not the so-called 'person he is looking for' in the mouth of the goddess. Similarly, Sir Dickett, who had left Tansnil not long ago, was apparently not.

The ghost made the god stumble, and Fang Yu suddenly slowed down his pace, and then gradually stopped.

He leaned on the wall with one hand, gasping for breath for a moment before looking up.

In front of the empty street, there was a fog, but it was only an illusion, an illusion caused by wind and sand. Clouds of sand surged through the streets, and from time to time something flew through the dust, a palm leaf, or a whole broken tree. They rolled and flew across.

On the other side of the street was a tall, majestic church that stood silently in the wind, with a simple coat of arms carved on the gray walls.

It is self-evident that in such a military fortress, the sanctuary of which deity would be the most prominent.

Fang Yuan looked in that direction in a daze, across the street from the temple, and he didn't even know why he stopped when there were chasing soldiers behind him.

But he felt as if he was enchanted, and he always felt that there was a possible voice in his heart that told him that it could be done. But as for what worked, even he couldn't tell, and he tried several times, but he couldn't take a step. And the flash of inspiration in his heart, he suddenly realized something, sank down, and strode through the street, ignoring the knights who had caught up behind him.

Walked towards the front.

……

Ye Hua looked at the firelights lit up in the darkness in the distance, and gently lowered the longbow in his hand - those firelights looked extremely distant from the fortress, like a string of looming starlight, gradually outlining the shape of the outer wall. From a distance, it is quite spectacular.

"Do you think he'll be able to get out?" Beside the Ranger King, a middle-aged man who was clearly dressed as an alchemist asked. But despite saying this, the alchemist did not look at the latter on one side, and his short silver-gray hair was like withered grass in the wind.

"You've got a deal with Deran?"

The middle-aged man did not answer directly, but said: "He has never given up." ”

Ye Hua's eyes flashed slightly: "So he is in this place to make peace with ......"

But the middle-aged man interrupted him and said, "This has nothing to do with you, so you might as well answer my question first." ”

Ye Hua shook his head.

"The man you rescued," said the former with some interest, "looks like you know him, but since you think he can't escape, why don't you bring him up." ”

Ye Hua was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "There is a little misunderstanding between me and him. ”

A look of curiosity flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Do you remember when I met an interesting young man in Idus?"

The middle-aged man nodded.

"I recommended that young man to the Elffindor Council, you know, that was once part of the Southern Alliance," Ye Hua replied, "I just didn't expect that this recommendation would cause so much trouble, because I didn't know what would happen to Doriffin at the time—but it wasn't a prevarication, and I caused the incident after all." So in this matter, I owe him an explanation. ”

"It's a nuisance," replied the middle-aged man, "so I see, you don't want to involve him?" ”

Ye Hua nodded.

He then laughed again: "I shook my head before, but it wasn't that he couldn't escape, but that I didn't know either. ”

"You don't know?"

"Yes," Ye Hua remembered the things he knew, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of amusement: "For that little guy, there really is nothing impossible, you never know what step he can take, so you can never speculate." ”

The middle-aged man turned his head for the first time and looked at him with a puzzled expression, probably because he didn't expect that a stranger he met by accident would have such a high evaluation of the other party. "I've never heard you talk about it before."

"No, of course I did."

"How?"

"Just half a month ago, I mentioned the incident to you."

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and his face showed a sudden look: "It turned out to be him." ”

He pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "So my clockwork goblin was also knocked out by him?" ”

Ye Hua also smiled bitterly. "I didn't expect it to be the same person." As the wind tore at his cloak, he took one last look at the dark night, turned and walked back, and said, "I can bring him to you if I have the chance." ”

"No need."

The middle-aged man said. "I've seen him."

Ye Hua paused for a moment and turned around a little unexpectedly.

……

The doors of the temple were not locked.

In fact, the temple in Marland was rarely locked—for there was no such thing as a thief with no eyes, who would dare to steal into such a place.

This is the Lady of Justice and Courage, the Guider of War, the Inquisitor, and her Paladin is naturally the enemy of all evil and injustice, and unless any thief wants to 'change his mind' from now on, he will definitely consider staying as far away as possible from this Lady's holy place.

When the plover pushed the door in, the door creaked and dust fell from it.

Fang Yu suddenly sneezed, shook his head a little speechlessly, and secretly regretted that he shouldn't have taken off the hood so early, and the dust fell on his head.

He shook his head, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right, because it seemed that a gaze was falling on him. He was slightly stunned before he remembered that he had come uninvited, and when he looked up, he found an elderly knight in a linen robe with no age on his face, looking at him in amazement.

The other party has a pair of gray eyes that are rare in this area, about the blood of some djinn descendants, and the figure is indeed tall, but it is not as good as the pure djinn Miss Elna.

The knight guarding the temple obviously heard a noise outside, so he came out to investigate, but he didn't want to collide with Fang Yu just right.

"Your Excellency?"

The knight probably saw his identity and knew that he was not a local, so he thought for a moment, and when he opened his mouth, he spoke pure Kaulin.

And Fang Yu couldn't help but look at the other party with his mouth wide open for a while, he couldn't tell the other party that he was actually chasing after the cup, and he didn't come here for any reason, just because he was inexplicably inexplicably inexplicably inspired, right? While such a thing as being inspired abounds among the believers of Aitalia, the problem is that it is still very rare among the elect.

Moreover, he still did not know what kind of inspiration he had received, and it was not clear whether that inspiration came from Ameya or Marlan.

Although the two ladies have always been staunch allies, their believers are still distinct.

And just when he didn't know how to speak, there was a commotion behind the two of them.

The Bein Knight from behind caught up.

……