Mysterious journey

A kind of doubt that he had never felt before arose in his heart.

It was as if he had lived in chaos for decades, and suddenly woke up and questioned why he was living like this.

This was the first time Garen had such a feeling. In the past, he had always been passive on the road, constantly knocking down the enemies in front of him, until he climbed to the top of the strongest.

But now, he suddenly changed to a different world, surrounded by beings much more powerful than himself. There was no way to catch up for a while, and there was no strength or way to move forward.

Just during this trip, during this gap, Garen suddenly felt like this for the first time.

But this feeling only existed for a while and then disappeared.

Garen shook his head, a little amused by his sudden emotion.

"If I haven't even solved my own danger, who am I qualified to think about this problem now?"

Smiling, he returned to thinking about the details of the letter. Combining the scenes he had seen before, he began to gradually become familiar with some details and information about the silver lantern masters.

The two parts of the entire planet, the East and West continents, are the mainstream, and the rest is surrounded by large oceans and glaciers. All countries on the two continents are under the control of the Silver Lantern Master, and the contradiction between the Black Sky Society and the Royal Alliance is becoming more and more acute.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Dihua Society, which lacked broad power, took the opportunity to rise. It has transformed from a simple organization of silver lantern masters into a huge power group comparable to the Black Sky Society.

This is the big picture. Apart from the three-party battle, the largest number was actually the ordinary silver lantern masters.

These large numbers of silver lantern masters are the backbone of the entire silver lantern master world. It's just two different concepts that divide them into two sides. This is a struggle of ideas, not a simple battle.

Garen thoroughly sorted out all the scenes he saw.

Start carefully collecting all the pictures that may happen to you. Form a time chain arrangement, which is useful when you need to refer to it at any time.

The convoy stopped every once in a while to unload the supplies and replace them with new ones. Then continue on your way.

We walked upstream along the Red River and passed several small towns one after another. Galen was always looking for an opportunity to go off alone.

Teacher Aining's address is in the Red River Basin, but it is not consistent with the direction of the motorcade. But the team master who protected him, Ulen and the other two taciturn knights, would never let him leave alone. This requires finding the opportunity.

More than ten days later, when horse thieves attacked the convoy, several experts had no choice but to take action. Garen took advantage of the chaos and left the convoy.

Leave a message and go along the Red River alone, following the map left by the teacher.

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At the end of the Red River, the small town of Wienke.

The town is located on the edge of a rolling hillside, surrounded by small red flowers all over the mountains and plains like a sea of ​​flowers. Gorgeous and naturally fragrant.

In the afternoon, Garen stood on the slope with a somewhat dirty look, looking at the town in the distance. The shape of the entire town was similar to two crosses side by side. The number of people was very small, maybe a few hundred at most.

It is much smaller than other towns along the coast.

The houses are all dilapidated brown wooden houses, mixed with a lot of yellow-brown mud bricks.

There is a stone wall surrounding the town, and there are even many gaps in some places, as if they were knocked out by something.

Garen looked at the town quietly and jerked his right foot.

puff!

A large bright red centipede suddenly emerged from the soil under his feet. It rolled a few times in the grass, then curled up into a ball and became completely motionless.

"It's really dangerous." Garen murmured. Along the way, he often walked along the driveway beside the Red River. And I was very lucky not to encounter any thieves or bandits. But these poisonous insects alone were encountered no less than dozens of times. Not counting some wandering wild wolves and wild dogs. These beasts form a large herd upon arrival.

Especially wild dogs, there are hundreds of them each time, which is Galleons. Using the power to intimidate, the wild dogs can be completely frightened and dare not come forward. If it were anyone else, he would still be entangled even if he wasn't afraid.

In such a harsh environment, most people would never be able to travel far without special training. After a short walk, you will be injured or poisoned by various bugs or animals, or be delayed, and you will have no choice but to find a human settlement. Otherwise, once the rations are exhausted, there will really be nothing you can do in the wilderness.

"After two days of walking, I finally found this damn place!" Garen took out the map from his pocket and checked it. There was a determined expression on his face.

Putting away the map, he took out a small whistle and was about to put it in his mouth and blow it.

Suddenly, a strange throbbing came from the distance on the left side.

Garen squatted down like a reflex, took a few steps back, and used the slope to hide himself.

On the only trail in the town that is connected to the outside world, two black horses are galloping towards here from a distance. Immediately behind them are two men in black cloaks, gorgeously dressed and muscular, both carrying crossed silver battle axes on their backs.

From a distance, Garen could feel the powerful aura hidden on Qi's body. In his sense of spirit, the spirits of the two people were like torches in the dark night, clear and dazzling. It’s hard not to notice.

"Senior level." Garen narrowed his eyes and noticed the logo on the cloaks of the two men. It was a red flying dragon with a long neck, which was the symbol of the Cowaitan royal family.

"It's them again." Garen frowned, "These elite masters of the Royal Alliance cast their nets everywhere along the way, and every small place is taken care of by them. What do they want to do?"

This was not the first time he had seen such people along the way. He could occasionally see their shadows in several places, fortresses, small towns, and even villages he passed in succession.

These people seemed to be searching and investigating something.

Crouching behind the slope, the two of them left the town after a while, mounted their horses and quickly disappeared on the trail.

One of them seemed to notice Garen from a distance, but he didn't take a second look. He just urged his companions to speed up.

Garen stood up and watched as the two black horses disappeared completely. Then he picked up the silver whistle in his hand and blew it hard.

There was no sound, just hissing air rushing out from the other side of the whistle. Like a broken whistle.

But Garen didn't pause at all and continued to blow hard.

Soon, a 'knight' ran out of the town again. This is a beautiful girl in white clothes, riding a white goat without a beard.

What~~~

The white goat straightened up and ran towards Garen.

The girl in white on the back also shouted excitedly.

"Drive! Drive!!"

Garen put down his whistle and watched the girl run up to him and get off the goat.

"Is this your whistle?" she asked aimlessly, pointing to the whistle in Garen's hand.

"yes."

"Grandpa Aining asked me to take you there. Let's go." She said loudly while holding the goat.

"good."

Garen didn't hesitate at all. The little girl in front of him didn't look strange at all, and her physical fitness was only average. Garen glanced at her hands. The fingers were rough and covered with thick calluses.

"Not a silver lantern master's apprentice either. Probably just an ordinary person."

He followed the girl into the town, which was mostly filled with women and children. Occasionally, a few men appeared, stretching as if they had just gotten up. Smoke was billowing from some houses.

You can still hear the barking of dogs and the crow of chickens in the distance.

The little girl took Garen to a small wooden building at the end of the town.

"This is it. Are you Grandpa Aining's student? Are you so young?"

"Yes." Garen smiled and nodded, "My name is Garen, won't you introduce yourself?"

"My name is Kening, and I am a neighbor who lives next door. I usually come over occasionally to help grandpa clean the house and learn Braille." The girl said generously, "Hurry in, grandpa Aining is waiting for you."

"Okay." Garen took out a small round cloth copper coin from his pocket, "This is your reward for leading the way." He handed the small round cloth over and put it in the little girl's hand.

"You are so generous." Kening's eyes shone, and he almost snatched the small round cloth copper coin from Galen's hand with one claw. He put it under his nose and sniffed it hard. "Sure enough, it smells like money!"

"Okay, I'll go in first." Garen smiled and ignored the little girl. He pushed open the fence in front of him and walked into the small wooden building.

After walking a few steps, the door of the small building was slowly opened from the inside. An old man with white hair and beard was standing quietly at the door. He was wearing a white toga and his face was covered with criss-cross wrinkles. Only that familiar look, with a hint of scrutiny, is Garen's most familiar feature.

"Teacher Aining?!!" Garen stopped hesitantly and looked at the white-haired old man at the door, "How could you?!" He recognized from the other person's spirit that the other party was indeed Aining. rather. He was once a silver lantern master with a middle-aged appearance.

Aining smiled peacefully.

"Come in first and speak slowly." He turned around and walked into the dark house.

Garen strode into the house and closed the door behind his back.

The house was dark and damp, with a faint smell of burnt leather.

A beam of light slanted down from the skylight, becoming the only light in the room.

Aining was sitting on the sofa next to the light, holding a glass of hot water in his hand and taking a sip from time to time. Seeing Garen entering the door, he pointed to the sofa in front of him.

Garen walked over and sat down, his posture was very upright, and his eyes fell quietly on Aining's white hair and beard.

"If you want to drink water, pour it yourself." Aining pointed to a dirty warm water bottle in the corner.

"I know." Garen nodded, "Teacher, I will do it this time."

"If you have anything to say, just tell me. Is it about the Black Guards? If this is still the case and you insist on me taking action, then we will have nothing to do with each other. You have to understand this." Aining said calmly. explain.

"Black Guards?" Garen was slightly stunned, "What Black Guards?"

"Huh?" Ening was also stunned, "Aren't you here for the Black Guards?"

"Of course." Garen was a little confused, and suddenly he thought of the two black cloaks he saw just now.

"You are not here for the Black Guards, so what do you plan to do when you find me now?" Aining frowned slightly.

"I'm here to learn the follow-up content from you." Garen said bluntly.