"Your mother, Saffouisha, is a beautiful man. She is like a flower blooming in the field, and she is the brightest and most beautiful of the stars. If I had to describe her beauty, I can't think of anything else in the world that could compare to her?" Shabak smiled intoxicatedly.

"She has eyes as blue as yours, her blue, clearer than sapphires, her hair darker than night, more deep than night...... Oh!" He drew his sword, spun it in half a circle in the air, and danced a beautiful sword flower, "I can't simulate how vigorous she is when she dances the sword, so beautiful, so beautiful, so that we fall in love with her." ”

"Love?" Vicos chewed on this word that was quite unfamiliar to him, in his impression since he was a child, he didn't know what love was, although he had read this word thousands of times in books, and had seen countless celebrities and philosophers explain their understanding of love, but he couldn't understand what this love was.

"That's right, it's love!" Shabak said softly in a gentle tone, "all of us, Mivre, Narood, Brenkoson, Nagmilov, and I, are hopelessly in love with her. That kind of love is like the frenzy of a hungry traveler when he sees a spring. That kind of love transcends the power of faith, that kind of love that makes the things that make us inseduce disappear, that kind of love that prevents us from thinking logically. ”

"You won't understand, that kind of love, that kind of love that is called love but is higher than faith. He smiled bitterly but happily. "Do you know? In order to participate in the ball of the local nobles, a few of us spent three days and three nights running all over the Holy City of Colesman. Nagmirov even slept on the streets for this reason. The reason is simply to be able to set off on the first moment of waking up to find the right outfit for her. When in the end, each of us held the dress that we thought was the most suitable for her, but we couldn't find her. A few of us, like a swarm of headless flies, wandered around the city, beside the battlements of the city walls, at the counters of taverns, and at the corners of the streets. When we finally find her, do you know where she is?"

Vicos opened his mouth, but did not give an answer, because he had no say in the question, after all, the story was too far away.

"The orphanage, the orphanage of the Collesman Monastery. There was a twinkle in Shabak's eyes. "We found her in a group of orphans, surrounded by orphans who had lost their parents to the war against the infidels. At that moment, we all understood. Any garment would lose its luster on her, and the elegance of her long dress would be overshadowed by her beauty, and she was the holy angel sent by God to the earth! It is enough to bring tears to the eyes of the world's hardest hearted people because of this scene. ”

"We fell in love with her and didn't need a reason. It doesn't take any language to explain this behavior, because love transcends logic, thinking, and feeling. He removed the two-handed sword that had been behind him. Rubbing the blade of the sword, he showed a gentle look.

"And then?" Vicos asked softly, apparently not wanting to disturb Shabak, who was caught up in warm memories at the moment.

"Later, it was a very common story, several of us started a competition in order to pursue her, and we even fought for it, using swords and horses to decide where she belonged. Of course, this qiē is useless, she is not a tool that can be traded, she is her, she is Sapphoisa Metolio!" Shabak said this with a proud look, but his face became depressed, "We used all our strength and skill to pursue her, and in the end, one of us won, and he is your father, a bastard, that is, Narod Ken Amtos. ”

"Are you jealous?" Vicos thought for a moment and said what he thought was the most likely emotion for Shabak.

"Yes, I am jealous, as it is written in that poem: You will find pleasure in the pain of fantasy, you will be happy to let tears flow, you will be willing to torment the imagination with the flames of vain, and you will hide the quiet sorrow in your heart. O naïve fantasist, believe me, you will not love. Oh, if you, seeker of melancholy affections, once touched by the terrible madness of love, when the whole venom of love boils in your veins, when the night of insomnia goes on for a long time, you lie in bed, suffering slowly and sorrowfully, you cry out for the quiet of deception, you close your eyes of sorrow in vain, you cry bitterly, you embrace the hot quilt, you become haggard in the madness of disillusionment,--believe me, at that time, you will no longer have naïve fantasies!! You'll burst into tears, fall to your knees at the bottom of the goblet, and you'll tremble!

You will cry out to God, "O Lord Almighty, please give me back my deceived reason!" "Please drive this damned image away from me!I love enough, please give me peace!Please give me peace!But that bitter love and unforgettable ...... Unforgettable image of you...... You'll never ...... I can't get rid of it...... "After singing Prossy's "To the Dreamer", the corners of Shabak's eyes slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly crossed a trace of tears, and then, turned into a howling cry.!! This cry releases the resentment that has accumulated for many years, and the pressure that has accumulated for many years.

Vicos was shocked by what was happening in front of him, and he couldn't believe it, in his memory, this knight in his forties was a man as strong as a piece of steel, no, he was harder and stronger than the steel tower. He couldn't imagine how powerful love, the legendary poison, could be enough to make a piece of steel cry.

The forest echoed the middle-aged knight's unleashed cry, and the leaves of the trees sounded to accompany the cry.

"No...... Vicos, I'm not...... Not to shed tears for this. Shabak clarified, clarifying for this qiē, "I'm grieving for Sapphoisha." Mourn for her. Later, when we all accepted this fact. We didn't even think about it when we all went to their wedding with a smile on our faces. What happened later!" Today's chapter may be a little dizzy for many people to read, but this qiē will be slowly revealed later.

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Beyond the dividing line bounded by the forest is the hell on earth called the battlefield, where the groans of the wounded are filled, and the god of death is swimming in the air, preparing to harvest the souls of the dead with a scythe, of course, provided that there is still the god of death in this world.

What about in the forest?

"When we went to their wedding. Even if everyone still has a mustard in their hearts, after they took the oath, they temporarily let go of the dissatisfaction in their hearts and blessed them wholeheartedly. Shabak raised his eyes and looked at the sky, "At that time, I decided to stay by her side and be an ordinary little nobleman under your father's command. Even if you can't be with you, being able to look at it from afar is a kind of happiness that can comfort your soul. That's right. I have always forgotten that your father, Narod Ken Amtos, was a nobleman and a marquis. With your knowledge, you can see from the "Ken" in the middle of his name that he is a noble nobleman with the right to inherit the emperor, well. In some sense, you are also a prince, Your Royal Highness. Although now you are just a squire of a country knight. But maybe one day you will become the King of kings, the Lord of the Empire!"

"This qiē is based on the ......fact that nothing happened," Shabak's face slowly darkened. "You must be curious to know what the hell is going on right now, right?"

Vicos was the only one who answered his words, but he showed a silent expression that wanted to know the truth.

"It was an ordinary day, three years after they were married, and in the morning, as was customary, I got on horseback and went out to patrol the territory, as I had done as I had done before. I can still remember the day, the sky was so blue, blue like Sapphoissa's beautiful eyes, but the clouds were sparse and there were not many, only a few lonely clouds drifting in the distance dotted the sky as silent as usual. At noon I rode slowly back to the territory on Pisafras, ready to eat the lunch prepared for me by the servant, but what awaited me was the news from the herald that would tear my soul apart, Spho Isa, who had been found drowned by the river......"

After a moment of silence, Vicos suddenly jumped up and looked at Shabak with incredible eyes, looking at Shabak's lips as he told the story, he couldn't accept this sudden transformation, this kind of fairy tale story, which was originally a happy fairy tale, in the end, suddenly turned into a tragedy, one of the saddest tragedies in the world.

"Yes, I know you can't believe it, and I couldn't believe it at the time, and I was so mad that I wanted to refuse to accept this fact, and I pointed my sword at the herald's chest, and told him to tell me that it was just a joke, but his tongue still uttered the words that made me despair, Your Excellency the Viscount, the maids found the body of Lady Sapphoisa by the river. A look of horror climbed up to Shabak's vicissitudes of life, "At that time, it was as if I had been robbed of my mind by Satan in an instant, I held my head, looked up to the sky and roared, and kept saying on my lips, no, no, no!!, no

"So I ran out of the door, and rode Pizzafles all the way to the palace of Narod, to question him, to question him what was the matter!" Shabak struck the ground with his right hand, "but I only saw him holding you in the temple and crying, and at that moment I seemed to understand that this had nothing to do with him, he was the second person in the world who loved her, and Narold would never hurt her." ”

The flying dust cut Shabak's cheek, "Yes, I believed it so easily at that time, and believed his words as he cried bitterly. Shabak bit his lip tightly with his teeth, letting the blood slowly slide down the tip of his mouth, "But no one expected that after a few weeks, another woman would appear next to him, another woman who was said to have had an adulterous affair with him a long time ago!"

"When I broke into the palace again and questioned him, I was simply driven out of the palace by his magician attendants with a spell that knocked him away. It was as if I had seen Narod's cold face mocking my reckless behavior in front of me, and I could not understand why he had given up on Saffhoisha, the beautiful angel. "Blood slowly slid down Shabak's jaw," at the time. Determined to find out the real cause of Saffhoish's death with a few other people, we asked the maid who was waiting for Saffhoisa that day. Asked the civilians who often walked by the river, when we finally found the answer to the mystery. But it is also the day we lose our lives. ”

"We find out that your mother was murdered by the woman your father later married, and the next is the most common occurrence in knightly novels. Shabak gritted his teeth, "When we were about to confront Narod with the evidence we had found, it was when we were about to die, but luckily, we escaped. He touched his eyeballs, and it seemed that something bad had happened to his eyes, "My eyes." On the evening of that day, it was taken away. ”

"What do you mean?" Vicos couldn't understand the meaning of the sentence as he listened to the somewhat incomprehensible words.

"It's taken away, the eyes that have been with me for more than 20 years have been taken away, and now my eyes are just patched up later, maybe this qiē sounds a little incredible to you. Shabak smiled self-deprecatingly, "Do you believe that there are gods in this world?"

"Believe, but don't believe. Vicos was a little puzzled by the sudden conversation.

"Yes, I was like you. Even if they receive the Church's daily teachings that they should correctly believe in the only god in this world, that is, God, they will not teach their faith to God. But on that night. One qiē is transformed. Shabak stroked his eyes in horror, "That's me before I went to sleep, stroking the big sword." But a pair of hands covered my eyes from behind, and when I grabbed that hand and tried to shake it off. Suddenly, I realized that the hand I was holding on to was a wrinkled, thin, shriveled hand. Do you want to die? If you don't want to, do as I say. I didn't know what was going on with my spirit, but I did what it said, and stole you from the palace overnight, and then another nightmare began. My eyes were gouged out by him alive and replaced with another eye, which is my current eyes. You may be a little confused by this, but I think you will understand eventually, because it left a message before it left, and when the child grows up and takes him to the Holy City, he will understand what to do. And then, my spirit was imprisoned by the god-like being that I had never met from beginning to end, and was divided into different pieces, so you can often see me often behaving differently from ordinary people in the past, but now that all of them are normal, this is almost a qiē experience. Shabak paused, "So now I'm going to take you to Colesman, and explore the puzzles that belong to you." "Old Jock, do you know how big this forest is?" asked the old hunter beside him, stroking his hunting bow.

Old Jock looked at the singing birds on the branches, "Soon, if I'm not mistaken, we'll go on like this in this forest, and we'll get home, but well, we should be ready to pack up and run away when we get home." ”

"Is it really because of the habit of Gao Jimo? Liechtendon frowned.

"That's right, this guy isn't a man of a good character, maybe he'll use the heads of our two deserters to scare the others. Old Jock shook the wine bag in his hand.

The two deserters were already cautiously moving through the woods, where only the sound of the rubbing between the leaves and their soft footsteps could be heard.

Suddenly, behind them came the sound of horses trampling the ground, and the sound made the cold hairs on Lechden's body explode.

"Who!" Leechtendon reacted quickly, placing his arrow on his bow and aiming in the direction from which the voice came.

This qiē shows that Leechdeng's excellent experience as a hunter is able to pinpoint the place where the crisis arises in the first place and judge the best behavior.

Old Jock, the experienced old hunter, tilted his head slightly, listened attentively, and then continued to shake his wine bag, although there was not much wine in it.

Looking at the nervous Liechden, Old Jock slowly put down his wine bag and patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Don't be so nervous children, they are not enemies." ”

"How do you know?" Leechden squinted at Old Jock, but the strength of his hunting bow did not relax in the slightest.

"I'd like to know, hunter, what do you think. A deep voice rang out. "We are not here to kill deserters. “

"Oh, my lord. Old Jock looked at the two men who appeared on horseback in the woods. He bent down slightly, and gestured slightly to Shabak. Place your right hand on your chest as a sign of respect.

The atmosphere in the forest was still eerie, two men of some age greeting each other, while two young men were looking at each other hostilely, one holding a hunting bow and the other clenching a handguard sword.

"No, now we are all deserters, all of God's people. Shabak looked condescendingly at the poor hunter in front of him.

Old Jock still maintained a humble appearance, expressing his respect for the knight.

"Hunter, sue me. Why aren't we the ones who hunt down deserters. Shabak stroked Pisavres' mane.

"Because of the sound of your horses' hooves, my lord. An incomprehensible sentence spat out old Jock's shriveled mouth.

"Oh, can you tell me what's going on?" Schabac was interested, he was now very interested in this keen hunter, not only Schaback, but also Vicos and Liechndengdon, who had been with old Jock for many years, were full of interest in this answer.

"It's simple, sir. Old Jock paused, and seemed pleased that his words had so successfully attracted everyone's attention, "I judge that you are not the one who pursues the deserters. First, Mieuzier's forces should have been routed by now. He didn't have time to hunt me down. The second point is that Gao Jimo should also be preparing men to occupy Mieuzier's territory now. And, my lord. The sound of your horse's hooves is not very fast, which means that you are not the one to chase deserters. Because the person who pursues the deserter is more important than anything else. ”

"And. My lord. After seeing you appear, I want to leave here with you. Old Jock smiled. It seemed that he was really ready to leave the place where he had lived for decades.

"Why do you say that?" the particular hunter gave Shabak a feeling of incomprehension, "I'm not going to leave here. ”

"Your Excellency. Your actions have betrayed you. Old Jock was still open-mouthed.

"Hmm...... Can you tell me what it is?"

"It's still the sound of your horses' hooves. The sound of your horse's hooves is not in a hurry. And you don't have to panic either. Then you must have prepared a way out for yourself, and this escape will not make you like those fugitive knights, because the reason for running away is not accepted by the world, and you can only become a knight robber. Old Jock pinned the sac back to his waist again, "It follows that, my lord, you definitely have a plan in place, and I, an experienced hunter, would like to be able to join you." ”

"Oh!" Shabak looked at the old hunter in front of him with a look of amazement, glancing at him as if he had found some secret, "You are a clever hunter, but you must also know that people tend to dislike smart people, because smart people are the most difficult to control. ”

"No, my lord, in your presence, the trick of my little deserter is only to increase the laughter. Old Jock slapped him skilfully on the back.

"You're a very interesting hunter, hunter, tell me your name. Vicos stared at the hunter for a long time.

"Bifkis?Jock, you can also call me Old Jock. ”

"If you're only coming with us for the sake of a good meal, I advise you to extinguish this thought, for we're going to Colesman, to the Holy City. Shabak took the reins of Pisavles' horse so that he could sit more comfortably in the saddle.

"Oh, my honorable knight, I had the idea of going on a pilgrimage a long time ago, but I never had the chance, but now, if there is an upright knight willing to go with old Jock and me, then it is a different matter. Old Jock replied to Shabak in a flowery language that did not belong to an honest hunter.

The cicadas in the summer forest are still chirping, adding a little lively business to this somewhat silent forest.

In a clearing between the trees in the forest, four men and two horses were standing staring at each other, without a word but the chirping of cicadas and birds.

Shabak stared into old Jock's eyes, trying to see what was really going on in the cunning hunter's eyes, but all he answered was Old Jock's somewhat cloudy eyes.

"All right, hunter, then follow me on the pilgrimage to the heavenly city. Shabak drew his sword and pointed to the west, where the Holy City was located.

Vikos on the side looked at Shabak with strange eyes, he was a little stunned that Shabak had agreed to two people who didn't know the details to go with them, and he decided to find an opportunity to ask Shabak what kind of calculations he had in mind. (To be continued......)