Chapter 3483 (1/2)

It was the sixth day of working with periner. Brinchov was lying in bed early. Today, they arrived outside windhelm city from Rift Valley City, and finally stayed in the hotel outside Gina's son outside the city.

He was so tired that he soon fell asleep. Beside him, perinal leaned on the head of the bed, staring at the pea like light. After a long time, he took off his helmet.

A sense of freedom that she had not seen for a long time came to her face. Perinal took off her armor and lay on the bed with her clothes.

His appearance has also undergone earth shaking changes. He has changed from a kind old man to a young man, but his blood line is not clear enough. However, from his present appearance, he is not much different from an imperial man.

Late in the night, brinchoff, who had fallen asleep, seemed to see a man in old armor sitting on a stone. He looked familiar, so he went over and said hello to him.

”Hey! Please,who are you? And what are you doing here? ”

The man sitting alone on the stone turned his head, and then his image startled brinchov. The man in the armor was covered with arrows, the Crusader helmet was covered with blood, he was holding a broken sword in his hand, and his arms were completely deformed.

”Morryhouse, you're here at last. Are you here to take me?”

”I'm here!” Brinchov was a little hesitant, because he didn't know who Maurice house was. Why did this man call himself another man?

”My old friend! Have you forgotten me, too? Even Gina Rice doesn't seem to forgive me

The knight got up from the stone, and then the scene around them suddenly changed.

Brinchov saw himself in a magnificent building, surrounded by elves' bodies, whose plasma went straight up to his knees, and some people in silver armor lying in a pool of blood.

The knight, holding his dagger, began to walk step by step. As he started, there was a cold wind around him. At the same time, by his side, the bloodstain on the ground subsided little by little, just like the tide of the lake outside the Rift Valley sometimes.

At the same time, he saw a white wolf walking away slowly with a swaddling cloth. The white wolf was right behind them. From time to time, he turned his head to look at them with light steps.

”I used to be a natural storm, angry. I went through battlefields, burned villages, killed women, old children. Although they are elves, they are also innocent. ”

The knight spoke, and his armor was rusted, covered with blood, and condensed into a shell. He was facing brinchov head on, slowly retreating.

At this time, brinchov noticed that the place they were in was so solemn and grand, with a natural sense of oppression.

”After every war, the sky will rain. The gentle rain washes the blood stains on my body and heals my heart. I once saw by the sea that the dirty blood, like a river, rushed into the sea and walked with the waves, while the gulls were always bleak

The knight turned around and walked slowly. In his eyes, the knight's body was a little fragmented, just like a puppet in a shop. There was no rope to pull, and he swayed.