Dark Regions, Bryden Rock.

The old city, which had been abandoned for decades, now has a new inhabitant, and it is dinner time, when the smoke is discharged outside the city through the ventilation ducts inside the mountain.

The smell of smoke, steamed mushroom cakes and grilled lizard meat once again brings the city to life.

The surface people were not very accustomed to life in the dark region at first, but they have lost everything, including the qualification to live in the sun, and no matter how bad the environment in the dark region is, it is better than the soul falling into hell after death and being tormented by karmic fire forever.

The citizens of Askatla, who regretted and did not regret, accepted their fate, stopped complaining, and began to cheer up and work hard to live.

Mortals, that's it.

Hardships and hardships and encounters have to stumble forward.

Grief will always be soothed, and people must always face reality, no matter what the situation is, they must face it tenaciously.

That's life.

However, slowly beginning to adapt to the new life in the dark area, people found that their life was not too sad, perhaps, slightly better than the old life in the sun, of course, without the sun shining, it is indeed a defect that is difficult to overcome.

There is no oppression, there is no lord on top, only comrades.

There is no exploitation, people do their duty, and they get what they do.

There is no deception, and the red priests will patiently explain everything, whether it is the skill of the labor, or the purpose of the labor, so that everyone understands what they are doing and why they are doing it.

Even in the early days of the reconstruction of Stone City, in the most difficult moments, no one starved because of this, and no one was forced to work as coolies. People know that they build cities for their own habitation, and grow mushrooms to fill their stomachs.

The Red Priests and the Red Mages have attained extraordinary power, but they do not rely on their power to force others to do things, and they do not rely on their strength to obtain the qualification of not having to work, on the contrary, they lead the masses to labor, and they are the ones who work hardest in the labor.

Everyone is very busy, smashing stones to repair the city during the day, and dragging the tired body to listen to lectures and study at night.

The Crimson Priest told them that knowledge is power, power in the true sense of the word, which not only helps them understand the world more scientifically, transform the world, and increase productivity, but also obtains transcendent red magic and red magic because of the piety of the red faith.

In the underground wilderness near Stone City, on a large rock, Arcanis lay on it, looking up at the fluorescent moss at the top of the cavern.

The King of Assassins knew nothing more than killing people in his life, and he also firmly believed that killing requires concentrating on eliminating distractions, and he did not want to put anything in his head except how to kill.

After the end of the "Operation Jianwan", there were no more combat missions in the base area in the short term, and Arcanis had nothing to do, and he was unwilling to participate in labor, which would cause his body to adapt to the movements of labor, grow unnecessary muscles, affect his balance and killing touch, and he did not go to night school, fearing that distracting thoughts would wear down the still killing heart.

Today's Arcanis, in addition to practicing assassination skills in the wilderness to stay in shape, the only rest is to look up at the fluorescent ceiling of the cave.

"Mr. Garth."

Arcarnes' nap was interrupted by a man's voice, familiar to the King of Assassins, owned by a Darkwalker who was just as powerful, perhaps more powerful than him.

Triester-Duchaeden.

"Reynolds didn't leave the city of Askatra."

Trist said to him, "The new Lord of the Shadow Thieves may have dived into the shadows to wait for the right moment, or he may have died in Am. The Shadow Thieves who have evacuated with the fleet want you to continue to lead them. ”

Arcanis sighed, sat up, and looked at Trist steadily.

"Where's your scimitar?" He asked suddenly.

Trist's famous pair of scimitars, his inseparable ice death and flashes were not on his back.

Trist casually scooped up behind him, and two pistols appeared in the palm of his hand, one was blue, like a flashing blade, and the other was golden, like a frozen blade.

Showing the two guns to the King of Assassins, Trist explained, "This is my new weapon, which Mr. Bredrow says is called a barge gun, and it fires quickly and is very accurate if you have a good skill. ”

"A Dark Elf Ranger would lose his scimitar?"

"Times have changed, and people have to change with them, which is the principle of 'advancing with the times'." Trist laughed, "I didn't lose the old guys either, these two guns were reforged with ice and flash, and they are very easy to use." Maybe you should get one of these guns too. ”

Arcanis sighed and touched Max's dagger hanging from his waist, an old friend who had been with him for many years.

"Three years ago, if someone had told me that the Shadow Thief would be destroyed, I would have killed him on the spot." The Shadow Thief Patronus whispered, "But now...... I should also ask Yao En to help me build a 'Barge Gun' and practice this new weapon. ”

Trist nodded, and said, "I hope you can reorganize the Shadow Thieves, their morale is very low, they don't want to participate in labor, and they don't want to go to night school. ”

"They just haven't gotten used to it yet, you know, Aylan is dead, and so is Reynold...... I'll take care of it. ”

Arcanis agreed neatly, much to Trist's surprise.

Trist wasn't too familiar with Mr. Bredrow's legendary personal bodyguard, though the three of them often acted together.

As the three masters of the strongest underground party in Faeron and with stealth and night vision abilities, the three of them joined forces and could almost walk sideways in the dark area.

Arcanis was a taciturn man, and the rumors about his relationship with Bredero made Trist unsure of how to deal with him, and neither of them had a few conversations of more than three sentences.

"Very good, thank you very much, helped me solve the big problem."

Trist turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, Comrade Du Chayden." Arcanis suddenly stopped him: "Bredrow mentioned to you that he will leave after you take the city of Morsoblay, right?" ”

Trist turned around and nodded, "That's right, he mentioned it." ”

"I've been thinking about it lately." Arcanis sat up straight, facing Trist, looked directly at him, and said seriously, "Bredero will never leave with me, what will I do when he is gone." ”

"Won't Mr. Braderow take you away? The Assassin Guards of the Legendary Realm are good bodyguards for astral travelers. Trist frowned, "Did he mention it to you?" ”

Arcanis laughed, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "No, he didn't mention it, but I knew it by my instincts alone. ”

"So, how are you thinking about it?" Trist asked, "Bredrow is a plane traveler, he will leave the continent of Ferron, what about you?" Will you lead the Shadow Thieves back to the surface? ”

Arcanis looked the handsome Dark Elf Ranger up and down and said, "No, I want to stay. Trist, do you need a 'guard'? ”

Trist's face darkened, unsure of how to answer the King of Assassins' question.

"Just kidding." Arcanis didn't let his embarrassment last long: "I mean being your guard is kidding, I do want to stay, huh...... Take part in the revolution. ”

Trist secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Great, welcome!" ”

"Actually...... You should have heard from rumors that I fell in love with Bredero by the arrow of Eros. Arcanis smiled wryly, "The permanent allure effect of the Arrow of Eros is only for one person, and it does not reverse my sexual orientation. ”

"Sorry......" Trist began to embarrass again.

"Also, since the execution of the 'Sword Bay Operation', the gods of the surface seem to have taken action against Bredrow, and all the treasures and blessings he has received from the gods have been taken back by the gods."

Arcanis continued: "The enchanting effect in me has also been lifted, and I suspect that this is probably due to the fact that the gods wanted to borrow my hand and kill Bredero, and it was a shame for him to be manipulated by the snow and fall in love with him as a man. ”

Trist was stunned for a moment, and his hand unconsciously pressed on the gun magazine.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not going to follow the gods' wishes and take revenge on Bredrow."

Arcanis waved his hand at Trist, and the King of Assassins' eyes were clear: "I woke up from my state of charm two months ago, and Bredrow doesn't know it now, if I wanted to kill him, he would have died long ago." ”

"Two months ago? Not long after Operation Sword Bay ended? Trist counted the days in his mind and whispered, "Since you plan to kill him, why don't you tell him?" ”

Arcanis pouted: "He made me fall in love with him for more than two years, and in retaliation, told him to wear iron pants for a few more days, is it too much?" Also, don't you think it's funny that he walks like a normal person in iron pants? ”

"Poof......

Rao is such a serious and somewhat cold person as Trist, and he can't help but laugh.