Catalog of the Lost - a searing epic

As far as the situation is concerned, Emel received the highest treatment in the locality, and lived in a watertight house, although the contents of the house were very shabby, but still usable.

The

slave woman was lying on the only bed in the room, covered with a quilt, and still unconscious.

Emel didn't care about the shabby of these things, he wanted to find out what was going on here.

Soon after, Barron, the Rusty Bronze Soldier, pushed open the door and walked in with a drawer of steamed buns, placed them on the table directly opposite, and shouted for Emel to come to dinner.

After seeing this, Emer had long since lost his appetite, so he spoke to Barron, "Can you tell me your name and what happened here?"

"You really don't know anything?".

Emel nodded.

Barron lowered his head and pondered for a while, and after roughly sorting out his thoughts, he said: "I'm Barron, the chief captain of the soldiers stationed in Lulu Town, before I tell you what happened, I want you to answer me a few questions first, first, you said that you are the lord appointed by Slai, is it Slay Gossi?" Emer was about to answer, but was interrupted by Barron, "Wait until I finish all the questions, and second, if your answer to the first question is yes, were you appointed without any confusion about the situation?" Thirdly, why did you get here, okay, answer. "

Emer nodded and replied, "The first answer is yes, and the second is yes, as for the reason for coming here, I was injured in the ear at the front, so they gave me the order to come to Lulu Town to recuperate for three months and then return to the front." "

"The front line?" Barron looked surprised, "The Kingdom people are calling?".

"Don't you know?" Emer was also surprised, "It's the Imperials, they suddenly appeared from the sea, and the west of the capital has almost fallen", speaking of this, Emer's voice lowered, "Our people have suffered heavy casualties, basically no one survived, I fought three battles, one was luck, the other two were... was saved. "

Unlike just now in front of the city gate, this time, Barron decisively believed him, because his eyes, which were feelings that could only be experienced when his comrades were wiped out and only when he survived, was empty, desperate, and self-reproachful, which Barron had also seen in the mirror.

"Heal, hmph, damn Shree Gosho. "

"What's wrong?".

"It's nothing, it's just remembering some things from the past", Barron stabilized his mood for a while, and then looked at Emel again, "It's time for me to answer your question, here, Lulu Town, used to be beautiful, but unfortunately, it was before, and now it is now, and now it's just a dead city where no one lives, only some nostalgic old people and ignorant children live here, and in addition, there is only a group of prisoners brought by the previous lord and imprisoned here." "

"What about the previous lord?"

"Dead", Barron said lightly, "You saw when you came, those on the city wall are the old lords, and on the far right is, under that row of corpses, there are two words, you may not see clearly, 'steel nails', is the source of everything", Emer did not speak, obviously wanted Barron to continue, but Barron only left Emel with two suggestions," It is recommended that you leave here quickly, find a peaceful place to rest, and then go west to join the army, if you are not afraid of death, stay, but at night, do not sleep with your eyes closed, otherwise the nail will pierce your eye. "

The nail will stick in your eye.

Before Emel could ask Barron what he meant, Barron hastily left, leaving only Emel and the comatose slave girl in the room, her breathing was steady and seemed to be fine, but even though Emel could not leave her alone in this strange place, so Emel leaned on the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

Emel had that dream again, in which he also asked his adoptive father why it was him, but the result was the same as usual, he did not answer, and Emel missed again and did not catch Emelo who had fallen into the abyss, and suddenly, a voice came from the depths of the abyss, which was so rapid and sharp that he did not remember who it was for a while.

It wasn't until after much thought that Emel confirmed that the voice was coming from Lalheim, and the next second, he stared back into the abyss of his dream, and could only hear the abyss saying to him, "Wake up!

Emer woke up and swung his arm forward uncontrollably, he thought he would hit the man, but he didn't expect to hit the man.

Emel gasped for breath, the call of the abyss waking him from his nightmare and escaping him before he had time to take a look around.

The night had come, and it was a dark night that could not be seen, and Emer was not used to the darkness for the time being, so he did not know the number and location of the attackers, and in a trance, he saw the spark, although it was very faint, but with the slightest hint of wind, the fire could be rekindled.

After confirming the position, Emer decisively rushed towards Mars, round after round of attacks came at him, although he dodged a few times by luck, but at this moment he was also covered in bruises, he simply rushed up, after being slashed in the face, he came to Mars, and punched behind him, Emer's fist hit the enemy's face, and the next second, there was a sound of broken porcelain in the air.

Emer faced forward, while vigilantly attacking, while picking up the torch on the ground, the enemy after these attacks obviously lost morale, no longer dared to rush forward, this also gave Emel a chance, after Emel blew it, only to find that he had not a candle in his hand, but a torch.

At this moment, Emel felt a wind blow from his side, and his body acted decisively, dodging the sword that was coming straight at him, then throwing away the torch, grabbing the enemy by the collar, and pulling him over, and using brute force to knock him to the ground, only to realize that the attackers were a group of masked thieves.

Just as Emel was about to punch him head-on, the thief said, "Are you, Emer?".

Emel recognized the voice, and with a shudder, he removed the mask of the man in black and saw the face he had once dreamed of.

"Jack... Uncle?".