The Song of Gendaya

Under the tile-blue sky, the blue-bottomed white-sun bucks battle flag is waving in the wind, making a rustling sound.

Silith raised her eyes and looked at it, for a long time there was no came back to his senses. No matter how noisy the surrounding environment is, it seems to have nothing to do with her, as if she was confined to this world by an invisible force.

"Miss Silith, Silith..." A polite and calm man's voice came from behind his ears.

"Oh? Call me?" The elf girl's ears twitched, and suddenly came back to his senses.

She turned her head and looked behind her, only to see the mercenary group leader Karat and the old sage Lorringus standing behind her, looking at herself indifferently.

"Seeing so fascinated, Miss Silith, are you interested in joining us?" The mercenary group took a long look at the fluttering battle flag, and then looked at Silith.

"No, I have no interest at all." Xilith replied very coldly and directly. She didn't like others to guess her thoughts, so there was a feeling of being arbitrarily appreciated without wearing clothes.

"Oh...that's nature. Since ancient times, human mercenaries have never seen elves, and you won't be the first one." After all, the mercenary group smiled. nodded.

Hmph, the mercenary group leader had several points of goodwill before, but now they are all gone, Xilith thought.

The old sage saw that the atmosphere was wrong, and the nature of the peacemaker made him take two steps forward. He said: "Oh, yes, Xilith, are your equipment ready? Just tell me what is missing, and we can prepare it for you."

"Don’t be so troublesome, everything is ready, nothing more, just a dagger."

"Just a dagger? Xilith, you are too underestimating the enemy!" The old sage was a little anxious.

"It’s not underestimate the enemy, it’s that you humans don’t have any good equipment. Just now the weapon master recommended me many kinds of weapons, but those iron weapons are too bulky and inflexible to use, only this one holds It's easier." As she said, Xilith pulled out a dagger from her waist and handed it to the mercenary group chief.

This is an ordinary dagger, unpretentious, without too much decoration, but the blade is extremely sharp, and the cold light is shining.

"It's a good dagger, from the hands of Linde master." The mercenary group proficiently checked the dagger, "Is only a dagger enough?"

"My bow is still there. Just give me twenty feather arrows. Nothing else is needed for me. I will be back soon." Silith said, "Then I will go back and get the bow. , Linde will leave it to you..."

"You don't have to go back, I have already sent someone." The mercenary group said,

Silis did not rush to surprise, This seems to be in line with the team leader's style of doing things, comprehensive and careful, and comprehensive.

Silith was thinking of this, and the one who should have come has already come.

"Head! I have taken the bow and arrow of Elf Sister, and wiped it clean for her." A loud voice of a child came from not far away.

"Huh?" Xilith followed the voice and saw a very thin boy running towards this side holding his short elf bow. There was not much left in the quiver. The feather arrows have now also been filled.

"Thank you, Hill." The mercenary group stroked the boy's lint-colored hair and smiled approvingly at him.

"Head, I have carefully debugged the eldest sister. I also chose those arrows carefully for her." The male child patted his chest and said.

"Thank you, little fellow!" Silith also wanted to touch the child's fluffy hair like a bird's nest.

"Don't touch my head, it will be extremely unlucky if touched by a woman!" While avoiding Silith's hand, the boy handed her the quiver.

Silith "pu chi" laughed out, she took her bow and arrow and checked it again.

Sure enough, the short bow was wiped out and the bowstring was tightened again, and the thirty feather arrows were all carefully selected.

The male child is still among them, chattering and boasting.

But Xilith didn't care about the child's exaggerated witty words, she suddenly seemed to think of something, she looked around.

"Linde...Linde..."

Captain Karat and Lorringus looked at each other and looked towards the boy child in front of them.

"Is there anything you can't worry about doing things for Hill?" The little boy proudly patted his chest and said, "That Big Brother is..."

He didn't say anything. After that, Xilith had left everyone behind and ran to a tent that had just been set up not far away.

"The child really appeals to the girl." The old sage sighed while looking at the back of the elf girl.

"Who are you talking about? Are you talking about me?" Hill answered.

But no one takes care of this male child who feels good about himself.

"The same is true for his father, because he is so feminine, he always hates others. I remember once, for a hotel waitress, he forcibly pulled off the arm of a ruthless character "The head of Karat's thoughts went back to the past unconsciously. At that time, the red-bottomed black crow battle flag was still fluttering in the wind, just like the blue-bottomed white sunbucks battle flag at this moment.

"Do you know his father?" There was a strange light in the eyes of the old sage.

"Oh, that was a long time ago. I even hugged him when he was very young..." The mercenary group was muttered, maybe he could only hear what he said.

Aruna city, the child found in the ruins, is he really the child of the devil, the incarnation of misfortune, as rumored? The head of the mercenary group pondered then said, he didn't know, but in any case, he was the son of Brother Luan.

Silith eagerly opened the tent door and walked in. It was much larger than the simple tents used by refugees before.

Linde is lying on a camp bed at the moment, underneath him is a soft feather cushion, covered with a thin yellow quilt.

The chaplain with the army just changed his bandage and smeared a secret wound ointment on the wound. And fed him some pain decoction and cooling medicine.

Silith asked the chaplain with some questions about Linde's injury, and she was completely relieved after learning that his illness was not serious.

After sending off the priest, Silith sat quietly beside the boy for a while.

Since she met Linde, she has always been in a daze, always thinking of him consciously or unconsciously. She doesn't understand what kind of magic this young man has on her. Is it pure care, or is attracted by his fate, and has a responsibility to protect the weak.

These seem to be unreasonable? Whether it's a human or Elf Race, the emotional this thing is also the most unpredictable.

"Linde, I'm leaving, I hope you will be better when I come back, at least don't sleep all the time, get up and talk to me for a while."

Silk smoothed out some strands of Linde's tangled hair, gave him a light kiss on the forehead, turned and left the camp.

...

In the depths of the gloomy forest, the dense branches and leaves block the sunlight and leave the darkness to the earth. The moist and muddy ground was covered with moss and liverwort, and countless old trees were intertwined with each other, like countless poisonous snakes entangled together, making people fearful. There is no bird song or beast call here, only the fog that lasts for thousands of years and the silence like death.

"Crack...crack..."

A sharp metal rubbing sound is moving from far to near, this originally faint sound seems to be suddenly in such a quiet environment Has been magnified countless times.

"Save me...save me...who's still...please do me a favour...save me..."

A man in rotten armor Walking aimlessly in this dim environment, his stamina seemed to have been overdrawn long ago, and he would fall down at any time.

His dented breastplate kept undulating, and the coat of arms of the stag leaping on his chest was already fuzzy. If it were not for the support of the long spear in his hand, he would have been unable to stand up at this moment.

The hope of life seems to have been dashed. The original cavalry team of more than fifty people was left alone in the end. Even the love horse under the crotch was dragged into the unknown darkness. , He wanted to go out alive and tell the head of the horrible experience here.

But this forest really seems to be unable to go out. No matter how he moves forward, he finds that he is just spinning in place.

"The gods are up, please do me a favour, please save me... I'm a godly man..." The man was desperate, he threw himself to his knees, his tears hua hua DC, the chapped lips kept squirming, letting the pain of the crack deepen again and again.

Will a miracle occur? Rays of light burst out of his sunken eye sockets. There may be hope in the deep darkness before you!

"hehe ……hehe ……hehe ……"

A melodious and light voice came from the depths of the forest, and countless bright lights appeared in the darkness, like fireflies at night Fire Insect is average, dotted.

"God! Is this Divine Vestige?"

The man threw his long spear aside, staggered up, and walked towards the light. His eyes are full of endless desire to survive.

However, the man's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The brilliance of hope in his bloodshot eyes slowly dimmed, and then it turned into fear!

"Devil! Don't come here! Devil..."