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Chapter 266 Parallel Fantasy Worlds (4000 words in two chapters)

This world is not only the East, but also the West.

East and West are connected by a magic node.Normally, this nodule is closed, so people in the two worlds hardly know each other's existence.

The Great Zhou Empire is the most powerful existence in the eastern world, while the most powerful kingdom in the western world is the Kingdom of Valaifahan.

On the north side of the Allen Lore continental plate is a wilderness that can't be seen at a glance.

At the end of the wilderness is a red swamp, on which steaming reddish hot air floats, and when the wind direction changes slightly, the rotten smell blows towards the face.Loris pinched his nose in disgust, and screamed, "Damn Lando, it's impossible to pass through here, not to mention people and horses, even a crow can't fly past."

Sir Vaquier in black robe took off his hood, frowned and looked at the endless swamp in front of him.

"Lando said that there should be a bridge here, leading to the dark forest and bordering the end of the wasteland."

"Hey, the old man also said that there is a palace here. Am I going to be a king? What should I use for the crown? Is it a yellow sheep's skull or a red willow?"

Loris turned his head away, trying not to look at the red swamp.It's full of half-rotted bones of cattle and sheep, maybe there are still people there. Hey, which master would be kind enough to build a bridge here!
"We continue to walk north along the swamp." Sir Vaquel turned his horse's head and stepped out first.

"Hey, maybe we'll die of thirst here. The steam here could roast a goose alive. In my opinion, we might as well go back where we were!"

Loris' eccentric tone completely angered Vaquier, he turned around and grabbed Loris by the collar and picked him up like a chicken.

"Listen, if you don't want to become a roast goose now, shut up obediently!"

Loris' complexion was as pale as paper. Of course he knew the consequences of offending Sir Vaquel, so he just nodded at the moment.

"Billy, let's go north along the swamp!"

Waquer snorted coldly, and threw Loris out like a bag of dried oats.

"As you wish, my lord." The servant replied respectfully.

To be honest, Vaquier has never left the continent of Ellenlore, let alone the wild lands beyond the Linman Strait.In a land of trolls, thieves, and lowly alchemists, a land of lies and death, he was a duly knighted knight fighting only for his lord's honor.But honor sometimes has to give in to reality, especially when the entire Alan Lore continent is in flames of war.William the Red Lizard launched an army on Ludi Island, and Madman Mass gathered nearly [-] heavy armored cavalry. God knows how he recruited so many people. After all, the entire Moss Plateau has a population of only about [-].But the scariest one is Lucius, who is known as the Soul Eater. It is rumored that he sacrificed his soul to the devil and got thousands of orcs.Old Wang Luoer passed away, leaving behind an only son who was only seven years old.So those princes who regarded the Bland family as the lord of Zhengshuo raised their banners against each other and proclaimed themselves kings.

In war, it is inevitable to stand in line, even if you are alone like a knight.

Vaquil smiled wryly in his heart. Viscount Duby chose to join Prince Foyavar, and the whole castle was naturally covered with a royal banner with a red heart on a black background. As the flag officer and chief knight of Viscount Duby, he naturally had reasons to represent the lord on behalf of the envoy. South, seek stronger allies.Oh, according to the law, he is now representing Prince Foyavar!

However, in his opinion, it is not a wise move to ally with the mountain elves. These guys believe in Haoyue as the main god, which is different from the kingdoms of Alan Lore.It's delusional to think of buying them with gold coins and silk, and the elves don't need gold coins and silk!
The wasteland is covered with dark green moss and lichen, but you can't see any living things.Ser Vaquer held the reins, brow furrowed.They had already left the small town of Dovac for ten days, and their supplies were almost exhausted. If they couldn't find the entrance to the dark forest, they might die of thirst in this wild place.He looked around at his companions. Soboto was riding a maroon pony on the right side listlessly, with heavy eyelids as if he would fall asleep on the horse's back all the time. Loris controlled the horse with one hand and took out everything from his pocket. There was not much dry bread left, and he bit down viciously, stirring up crumbs. Little Billy looked curious, but it was a pity that he was still a child and did not understand the seriousness of the situation at the moment.

At this moment, a black eagle flew from a distance and landed on Waquer's shoulder.

"Hey Gaul, come on, old man, what have you found?"

Vaquier is very proud of his falcon training, whether it is the enemy or the prey, it can always find the first time.

The black eagle flapped its wings, then took off again, only circled in the air for a few weeks, and then headed north.

Waquer shouted: "Follow up guys, maybe we don't have to camp by the fire tonight!"

Waquer kicked the spur, and the black horse neighed for a while before galloping away.

There was a smell of blood in the air, and the further north he went, the stronger the smell became.Gaul stopped on a statue of a centaur and wailed.Vaquier dismounted and stepped forward.This centaur statue is [-] feet high and made of marble. To Vaquier's surprise, the entire sculpture, including the base, is carved from a single huge stone, and there is no trace of stacking and splicing when looking around. Mark of.He took a deep breath. Seeing such a miracle in the depths of the wilderness at least proved one thing—they were not far from the dark forest.

"Gallo, what else do you see? Where are you taking us?"

The black eagle flapped its wings again and soared into the sky, heading north.

Waquer gritted his teeth and thought, this is the end of the matter, they have to find out anyway.

He got on the horse, and with only a slight knock on the spurs, the mount galloped in pain. Although Loris and the others were annoyed by Waquer's impulsiveness, they had to chase after him.

The sun was already halfway down when they reached the Dark Forest.In this ancient forest, there are elms, poplars, red willows, and hundreds of tree species with unknown surnames that have grown for many years. Together with the sun, moon and stars, they support thousands of creatures in this forest.Waquer stared at the wooden bridge in front of him, feeling uneasy.According to Mr. Lando, the chief scholar of Viscount Dolby, this forest in the extreme south is under the jurisdiction of the kingdom of alpine elves.Unlike their patriarchs, the Lake Elves, the Mountain Elves are more willing to work with dwarves, giants, and even humans. Their commissions are not cheap but they will never disappoint their employers.However, this kind of creature is very mysterious. It is said that no more than [-] knights have seen their true faces in the entire Ellen Lore continent.

"Sir Vavaquer, you don't really intend to go into the forest, do you?" Loris stared at Vaquel with a pale face, his expression almost collapsed: "This is the Black Forest that has been cursed by magic!"

"Shut up!" Vaquel was really fed up with Loris' noise, he turned his horse's head and shouted at the coward: "Don't forget your oath, the oath to the Duby family!"

"Well, the oath to Dolby's family, I seem to be planted here in my life, hehe, why didn't you say I didn't become a hedge knight?" Although he was full of complaints, Loris had to continue to control the horse. , This is completely intimidated by Sir Waquer's prestige.

Little Billy was only twelve or thirteen years old and thin, but he was a competent page.The little guy didn't express any opinion, but waited for Sir Vaquier to dismount.As a squire, obeying the order of the knight is the first priority.The road ahead was not easy to walk, and the low bushes not only obstructed the line of sight, but were sometimes fatal.Doria, King Kyle's guard officer, was dragged over because his cloak scraped a branch during the autumn hunt in the Uulon Valley, and was eventually trampled to death by his mount.Therefore, the safest way to move forward in the jungle is to walk.

The old knight Soboto rolled over from the bay pony with a single stride.As the most prestigious knight in the continent of Allen Lore, the old guy has too many past events to show off.Every San Giotto Day, he would put on the outfit of his youth and go to the wine shop at the entrance of the village to get drunk.Old Sauberto would always talk about ale when he met young men who dreamed of becoming knights.Memory is like a gate, once opened, the past will pour out instantly.He will recall the glory of winning the Golden Scale Armor after narrowly defeating the Mass of the Evil Spirit at the last moment in the competition on Aivar Island, and he will even more forget winning the applause of thousands of people with one against three in the feast of the heroes in Vernalin.At that time, even Black Gold Polka, the dragon knight, could not get a share of the admiration for him from the nobles and ladies.

But time is like water, and the past is like wind. Now Soboto is just a dying old man. If he is not wearing a pair of iron armor, I am afraid that not many people think that he would have been a knight.

So when Viscount Duby sent an envoy to visit the southern border, he decided to try his luck.Hey, if he can make a covenant with the mountain elves before the war burns all over the land of Alan Lore, he will definitely be regarded as a hero.

A flock of crows flew over the heads of the crowd, causing a commotion.Gaul tried to chase these uninvited guests, but was stopped by Sir Vaquel, circled in the air for a week, and finally landed on the horseback, uttering a whine.

After crossing the wooden bridge is the Dark Forest, which is adjacent to the Linman Strait, where merchant ships that sell silk and tobacco to the east often pass by.But even the most experienced captain would only rush through the waters a few nautical miles away from Black Rock Point, and would never stay here for a while.It is said that the trolls here will pretend to be human to lure passing merchant ships to stop, and those crew members who are greedy for the fragrant "ale" on the shore will be drunk by the trolls, and eventually they will be stripped of their clothes and skinned to make scarecrows to watch over Black Stone Point. The fleshy body will be marinated into jerky and left for the newly born baby beast.If you are lucky, you may lose some gold coins when you encounter a black shop opened by a thief or an alchemist, but at least you can save your life.

Loris took off his leather jacket but still felt sweltering. He glanced at Sir Vaquel and the old man Sauberdo beside him. They all forcibly "put on" a calm look.

What the hell!Loris took out the cowhide water bag from his waist, raised his neck and drank it, and then threw the water bag into the dense forest as if in revenge.

"Hey, if we don't find water again tonight, we'll die of thirst here."

Sir Vaquier frowned, but said nothing this time.To be honest, even he felt a bit unbearable in this treacherous weather.Spring and autumn follow each other in the continent of Allen Lore, and autumn and winter alternate.Although the summer will be slightly longer than the other three seasons, it is generally considered average.But since coming to the south, the humid and hot weather has been everywhere, and sometimes Vaquel thinks maybe there is no winter here at all.

"How can elves live in such a place? I think the worst horse thieves and alchemists are dismissive here... Didn't the old bishop always say that the origin of all civilizations comes from a suitable environment? In my opinion, this place is quite Fit for the slave trade..."

"My lord bishop also said that all unknowns come from the heart. St. Sylvia is with us." Sir Vaquier glanced at Loris and said softly: "Civilization and enlightenment come from people's hearts. Where are people? Where there is civilization.”

"Fucking Holy Sylvia, I'm from Phuket, and Phuket people don't believe in your gods." Loris glared at Vaquer resentfully, emphasizing: "We believe in steel, war Ship and Poseidon, what you get is what you get, Giugage! Perhaps next time you go to the Ironstone Islands, sir, I can buy you an afternoon of amaretto."

"Leave it to yourself, Loris, but please pay attention to your words. You are now in the land ruled by the descendants of the ancestors of Allen. Please maintain the most basic respect for the gods."

The old knight Soboto, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke out, startling Loris.

"This is not the land of the ancestors of Allen. After the Lynman Strait, not a single bit of land here belongs to the ancestors. Only the stupid Bland family will draw it on the map "Loris didn't intend to let it go. In his opinion, he just succumbed to Viscount Dolby's castle. If he had the chance, he would definitely buy a ship and hire a hundred or so crew members from Ludi Island to do it. The last vote was big.Hey, go to the Issa Peninsula, or the East, whatever the hell, let him go anywhere as long as it's not in the hell of Ellen Lore.

"Perhaps this place does not belong to the ancestors of Ellen, but it certainly does not belong to the Ironstone Islands." Sir Vaquier stopped under a banyan tree and said in a deep voice: "If you don't want to die of thirst here before sunrise tomorrow, Maybe the water bladder should be filled."

Loris looked in the direction Sir Vaquer pointed, and his cloudy eyes immediately shone brightly.Ah, with the blessing of the Sea God, there is actually a not-so-big pond in this ghostly place.

Loris rushed to the pond impatiently, took off his clothes and threw them away, and when he reached the shore, he was completely naked.

"I'm going to take a good shower and fuck the water bladder!"

Loris jumped deep into the pond, splashing a huge wave.

"Hey, may the gods forgive him." The old knight Soboto shook his head and bowed his head in prayer.In the continent of Alan Lore, on the land of the ancestors, whenever a water source is found, no matter how big or small, they must first take out a handful and sprinkle it on the ground, and read a prayer.The First Men believed that only in this way would the land be blessed by St. Silvia.

(End of this chapter)