Chapter 806: Snowy Night
Under the dim light, Saairan sat on the greasy floor of the hotel, playing with the building blocks his father gave him.
This is a cheap hotel with a broken window that lets in some drafts.
To avoid the cold, Ai Lang took out Ed's thick robe and put it on himself.
Layers of building blocks kept piling up in Ailang's hands.
The blocks he stacks are very interesting.
When ordinary people stack building blocks, they will spread out the foundation, with each layer having fewer blocks than the previous one, so that the blocks will be stable.
But the building blocks that Ailang piled up formed an inverted triangle.
There is only one building block supporting the bottom of the entire triangle, and the whole thing looks shaky.
The entire set of building blocks is irregular, including squares, cylinders, triangles, and hexagons.
It is undoubtedly very difficult to use these building blocks to build such an inverted triangle, and the position of each building block must be carefully calculated.
But Ailang, who has built with building blocks countless times, can make this shape easily.
After placing the last building block, the inverted triangle is completely formed.
Ai Lang couldn't help but think of what Ed said to him:
“The shape of this building block is our Bracada.
A normal and healthy building block should be larger at the bottom and smaller at the top, but the current Bracada is larger at the top and smaller at the bottom.
It looks very glorious and beautiful, but in fact it is shaky and full of crises.
What I have to do is to try to extract the building blocks from the top and fill them in from the bottom, so that the shape of the building blocks can return to normal and healthy. "
"call."
Saailan exhaled and carefully and slowly pulled out a block, preparing to fill the space below. But the moment he pulled out the block, the entire block collapsed.
Ping-pong!
The building blocks fell down in a disorderly manner, scattered all over the ground, creating a mess.
Just then, a gust of cold wind blew in from the hole in the window and blew directly on Saailan's somewhat stunned face.
Saailan couldn't help but tighten his clothes, feeling the warmth brought by his father.
He sat on the ground, raised his head, looked at the dim night, and muttered to himself:
"Dad, the blocks fell over."
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On the way back to the hotel, Saeed was thinking about the meeting.
To his surprise, the person waiting for him in the castle was not the current city lord Helen, but a figure whose status was countless times higher than Helen's - the leader in the eyes of all mages, the great sage, Sedlos.
Moreover, the legendary great sage actually supported his policies and expressed that he would stand on his side.
This made Saeed's steps lighter.
But at this moment, Saeed felt something was wrong.
The maid beside him kept leaning against him.
Even though he tried his best to dodge, his arm would occasionally touch the softness and warmth that it shouldn't touch.
This made Saeed's face darken.
He stopped and asked solemnly:
“Ma’am, I think I need to hurry up a bit.
My child is still waiting for me in the hotel. He is timid and afraid of being alone.
I still remember the rest of the way, so I don't need you to lead the way. Thank you for your hard work along the way."
"whispering sound."
The maid pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at Saeed.
“You are such a boring person.
Her appearance is quite to my taste, but her personality is really weird.
Well, since you don't have the heart to do it, I'll just send you here."
Saaid felt something was wrong and immediately became alert.
"What do you mean?"
“Master Sa’ed, I greet you on behalf of my master.
Hello, and then, goodbye."
The maid's eyes suddenly lit up, and a sharp blade suddenly appeared on her arm, stabbing fiercely into Saeed's chest.
It's a killer!
Saeed's pupils shrank. His years of combat experience allowed him to immediately activate the Hercules Shield to block the attack.
No matter when, the Aegis of Hercules is always the most trusted protective magic of mages.
However, the Hercules shield in front of him melted like ice and snow under the maid's blade and shattered in an instant.
"God, mythical soldiers."
Saeed looked at the sharp blade that had pierced his heart with a look of shock.
Feeling his vitality slipping away, Saeed stared at the maid in front of him in despair, as if asking why she, a noble mythical soldier, wanted to assassinate a small figure like him.
Why did she dare to assassinate me on the road so openly after I met the great sage? Wasn't she afraid of being tracked down by the great sage?
Who is she, and whose orders did she follow? !
Facing Saeed's shocked and puzzled look, the maid smiled slightly and said nonchalantly:
“You are a good person, but unfortunately, our Bracada is not a place where good people can survive.
Saad, you've come to the wrong place.
Next life, let’s go to a better place.”
The snow was blowing slowly in the wind, and snowflakes fell on Saeed's face, cold and desolate.
Saeed lay face up in the snow, his eyes wide open in unwillingness. The dagger in his chest was about to suck away his vitality.
Before he died, Sa'ed murmured unwillingly:
"I obviously still have a lot of things to do, I still have a lot..."
The maid stared at Saeed with pity until he died completely with his eyes open, then she slowly pulled out her dagger.
She turned around and said to the shadow behind her:
"Go ahead, don't leave any trouble behind."
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"Father!"
Ailang suddenly woke up, sweating profusely. He fell asleep wrapped in his father's coat without knowing when.
"My father died. Was it a dream?"
Saairan murmured in disbelief, but another voice in his mind told him that this was not a dream.
He quickly took out a beautiful crystal bottle from his arms. The originally clear liquid in the crystal bottle had become extremely turbid.
"Father...is really gone."
When people are truly extremely sad, they won’t cry, or even react immediately.
Saailan tightly grasped the crystal bottle, feeling as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out, empty.
He didn't cry.
A long, long time ago, he and his father had prepared for this day.
In Ailang's mind, pictures of the past quickly emerged.
"If I die, you must stay calm, Ailan. Escape from where you are immediately, and then go to the nearest tavern to find the Thieves Guild.
They are a neutral organization that transcends factions, and Bracada cannot restrain them.
Don't trust anyone except them, not even my other friends.
I have already bought life insurance for you a long time ago. They will take you away from Bracada and go to Holy Sky City, the capital of Erathia.
Your grandparents are Erathians and they will take care of you until you grow up."
"Dad, what if I can't find the Thieves Guild?"
“You will find it, my child.
No matter where I go, I will stay in the inn closest to the Thieves Guild, and when I pass by the Thieves Guild, I will cough to remind you. "
"Escape from the scene immediately, go downstairs, turn right, and go to the sixth store in the third alley of Lengdong Street."
Saairan took a deep breath and tightened his robe.
With no time to pack, he just took his father's coat and ran to the door without stopping.
The moment he touched the door, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.
Downstairs in the hotel, the fat maid was being pointed at by two wizards with a magic book. She covered her mouth tightly and dared not make a sound.
On the stairs, two other black-robed wizards were walking quickly upstairs.
"No, you can't take the stairs."
Saairan broke out in a cold sweat.
He walked to the window, opened it and looked out.
The fierce snow and wind immediately rushed in through the window, making the furniture in the room crackle.
This is the fifth floor of the hotel. Outside the hotel, the streets are covered with thick snow.
The hotel's exterior wall is trapezoidal, and is much higher than other surrounding buildings. From Sa'ailan's window, one can see the roofs of other houses.
By late at night, except for some scattered lights, the entire Yongshuang City had fallen asleep peacefully.
"Bless me, Father."
Saailan gritted his teeth, wrapped his clothes tightly, climbed out of the window, and slid down the wall.
Saailan wanted to land on the roof and then jump to the ground from the roof, but the impact of sliding down was too great. He couldn't brake on the other roofs and flew directly out along the roof.
Bang!
Fortunately, the thick snow acted as a buffer for Saairan, causing him to fall to the ground awkwardly but without any injuries.
Unfortunately, when Saairan got up and looked back, he happened to meet the eyes of a black-robed wizard who poked his head out of his room.
At that moment, a chill of death chilled Saairan's bones.
In his eyes, he seemed to see the horrific scene of himself being crushed to death by the black-robed wizard.
"Run! Run!"
Saailan's heart was beating violently, and blood suddenly filled his body, causing his limbs, which had been numb from the cold, to quickly regain consciousness.
He used his hands and feet to crawl to his feet from the snow and ran madly towards the place he remembered.
Fate always plays tricks on us.
"Lengdong Street, first alley."
"Second alley."
Saairan's heart was pounding.
He was extremely grateful that he had remained rational in the panic and chose the window closest to Lengdong Street, which gave him hope of survival.
"Third Alley!"
But when Saailan finally arrived at his destination and was about to go in to look for the tavern, he saw three patrolling goblins holding hammers slowly walking out in the wind and snow in the sixth alley of Frozen Street.
Saairan's breathing almost stopped. He quickly turned around and looked in the direction he came from.
Several black-robed wizards just turned out from the alley of the inn, the breeze wrapped around their bodies, making them walk briskly.
"Never mind!"
Saailan had no choice but to wrap his clothes tightly and run into the alley.
Just when he was desperately trying to figure out whether he could defeat the three patrolling goblins, the goblins all made way for him, allowing him to run past smoothly.
"Huh?! Let me pass?"
As Saailan ran, his pace slowed down.
His desperate expression froze on his face, mixed with astonishment, looking a little funny.
He was so shocked that he turned around stupidly, just in time to see the figure of the black-robed wizard appear at the entrance of the alley.
Also, the magic arrow that pierced the black-robed wizard's heart!
"What are you still standing there for? Go away."
A voice came from behind Saairan.
He turned around suddenly, and behind him, a fairy in a white robe was looking up at him.
His white robe was so white that it could even blend in with the snow. If he hadn't spoken and raised his head, Saailan believed that he would not have been able to spot him even if he passed by him.
“Who are you?!”
"Don't ask. We are just a group of nameless goblins.
Our lord promised your father that he would try his best to save you after he was killed.
Don't worry about those mages, my companions will help you deal with them without leaving any traces.
Let's go.
The caravan to Erathia is ready to depart."
Father……
Saailan felt a warm feeling in his heart, and the deep and indelible sadness finally enveloped his heart completely.
He has a father who loves him very much, is very upright and very kind, a father who makes him extremely proud.
But now, he has lost him forever.
"Thank you, thank you!"
Saailan had no time to think about why the goblin, who he thought was extremely weak, had the power to kill those black-robed wizards.
He could only suppress his red eyes and follow the goblin, heading towards the Thieves Guild step by step.
"Room six."
When they arrived at the door of the Thieves Guild, the lights in the closed tavern suddenly came on.
The door of the tavern slowly opened, and a row of masked thieves stared at Saailan quietly, silently expressing their welcome.
"Go ahead, little Ellen."
The goblin patted Ellen on the back.
"Go and start your new life.
My Lord asked me to tell you that you have a father you can be very proud of.
He hopes that in the future you will become more ."
Hearing the fairy's words, Saailan woke up as if from a dream.
He turned and asked:
"Who is this Lord you are talking about? Can you tell me his name? I want to repay his kindness."
The goblin shook his head:
"Sorry, whether to let you know or not is up to the Lord. We have no right to decide."
Saailan felt disappointed. He realized that he was not qualified to know the name of his benefactor.
He bit his lip and asked again:
"What about you? Can I know your name? No matter how difficult it is, I will definitely find a way to repay you."
"Hahaha."
The goblin laughed:
“From the moment I put on this white robe, I no longer have a name.
Our race, like your father's, is dedicated to changing the cruel and corrupt Bracada.
It's just that your father's methods are more radical.
Our methods are even more radical.
Although I don't have a name, I can tell you my ethnic name.
We are called, Fairy Vanguard."
"Fairy Vanguard..."
Saairan froze in place.
When he heard the name, for some reason, many images emerged in his mind.
The wizard's robe, scorched by fire, fluttered in the wind.
The fragments of the magic lamp rustled underfoot.
The flaming flags fluttered in the wind as soldiers fought bravely in layers.
The Naga's blade was shattered and the stone statue turned to ashes.
The Titans' corpses piled up like mountains.
Thump~thump~thump~thump~
The melodious bell rang again, and the Bracada clock finally reached exactly 24 o'clock.
At 24 o'clock, it is the limit and you must start again from 0 o'clock, no later than that.
