Mount and Blade

“.........”

Seranti looked at him silently. He knew that the adventure with him had come to an end. His eyes were a little lonely and he sighed with melancholy. It was Trunks who made him find hope in life again. He should go to Pendor Continent to find his lost past and fulfill his mother's last wish.

"If nothing goes wrong, I will become the governor of Pens City when I go back, and I will be granted a title by the king and swear allegiance. If I am unlucky, I may face the king's marriage." Trunks looked at Seranti. It seemed that getting married was still a very troubling thing for Trunks, especially after seeing such a beautiful and powerful person as Seranti.

It would only make the world and the weak women more difficult to enter Trunks' eyes. If it really doesn't work... it seems that it would be good to go back and take over that position.

"Isn't that great? My friend." Seranti tried his best to smile to face his friend, making this farewell seem less sad.

This time, Seranti took the initiative to open his arms and embraced his friend who was about to leave. The two hugged each other deeply. After this separation, they didn't know how long it would take for them to meet again.

"What are your plans, Seranti?" Trunks naturally saw that his friend was full of worries.

"I'm going to return to Pendor." Seranti's eyes flickered, which was the determination of determination.

"Then I wish you and I a bright future!" Trunks rode his horse towards his homeland in the north.

"Yes, I wish you good luck! My friend, have a good trip."

Seranti watched him leave on horseback. The two waved goodbye to each other. Trunks rode away on horseback, and together with his troops who were willing to stay, some chose to continue their journey to punish evil and promote good, and some chose to stay on this border land. The story of the Hurricane Blade Ranger still has new bloodlines to inherit.

Seranti looked at the "Eye of the Hurricane Blade" medal on his shoulder and took it off. It was a metal badge made of mithril, with the interweaving of wind and eye, and the decoration of bow and greatsword. He felt relieved inexplicably. That forest was the truth he was looking for. His eyes and faith were much firmer. The young man in armor and cloak rode a golden-haired white horse towards Tulai Port. A new journey was about to begin.

.........

I still felt uncomfortable drifting on the sea, and finally arrived at this former land - Fog City.

Fog City. It belongs to the coast of the Kingdom of Firwitz in the Pendor Continent. It is one of the docks used for trade in the Kingdom of Firwitz. You can always hear sailors carrying goods between ships and docks with an accent similar to that of the Vanskerry people.

As for the specialty? Probably smoked fish, but these are all insignificant trifles. After buying some dry food and resting for a night, they set out for Sarleon Territory. It took 20 days, and after dealing with the thieves on the road and avoiding some troubles, they finally came to... that unbearable place - Changhe Town.

Changhe Town has replaced the new governor and duke. It is said that the new governor is called Duke Alama, who is the current leader of the Horn Knights.

Seranti was not interested in this, but just frowned. He did not like this place. He bought dry food and what he needed and ran to the east of White Hart Castle - Noldor Forest.

After camping outside on the tree for a night, he was very excited when he thought that he could arrive there tomorrow. Will they accept him? Late at night, Seranti fell asleep peacefully, as if the answer from his childhood was about to be found.

Dawn. Seranthi rode on his horse early and set off. His face was full of excitement. His emerald eyes had never shone so brightly. He rode his horse wildly in the forest, took off his mask and the hood he had worn for four years. Can he finally... show himself unscrupulously? He smiled expectantly.

But reality... always hits people so hard...

............

"Uh..."

Seranthi moved his left leg that was so painful that he lost consciousness, and touched the Noldor arrow that pierced his right chest.

"Crack"

Seranthi gritted his teeth and took a lot of effort to bend the Noldor arrow. The material of this arrow is extraordinary.

He looked around a little dizzy, dragged his broken left leg into the cave, where there was a pile of fire that had been abandoned for a long time, and there were many sticks and firewood beside it. Seranti supported his heavy body and rubbed out sparks, ignited the hay and threw it into the abandoned fire full of charcoal, and added a few firewood.

He needed fire to dry his clothes, and pulled out the arrowhead from his back. He had been sleeping for too long, and when he pulled it out, the granulation tissue was pulled out, and the newly formed blood scab broke, bleeding, and Seranti grimaced in pain. He didn't care about that, took off his armor and clothes, tore a few clean strips from his clothes and hung them on branches to bake, and when they were dried, he put them on the wound as a bandage.

Seranti's forehead was already sweating after doing all this. After resting for a while, he began to take off his pants to dry them. It was very difficult for him to move his left leg after breaking it. He pulled off his pants and white loincloth with great effort. The wet feeling was very uncomfortable and it was easy to get sick.

Thirsty...hungry...

But he had no food left on him, only an empty water bag. Because the stopper was lost, the water inside was dirty. Seranti leaned weakly against the stone wall and looked up at the sky in silence.

"Rustle"

It seemed that something was crawling and rubbing on the ground. Serantie turned his head to see that it was a colorful krait. The colorful pattern meant that it was poisonous, and it was crawling towards him. Serantie picked up his scimitar, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Crack"

With a knife, the head of the venomous snake was cut off, and a small pool of blood flowed. Serantie relaxed a little. As the bloody smell drifted in the air, his stomach rumbled. Yes, this is food...

Serantie's eyes lit up, and he stuck the snake body on a wooden stick and roasted it expressionlessly, falling into memories.

.........

Noldor Forest.

When Serantie was preparing for a lunch break on a tree in the forest, his ears keenly caught some unusual noises. The figures walked very fast, and the horses' footsteps were very light. They disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if they were just passing by here.

Serantie suddenly became energetic. This way of action is different from that of humans! Humans couldn't act like this. Seranti grabbed his sword and led the horse that hadn't eaten much grass yet to chase after them. However, he couldn't catch up with the team after a long time. Seranti didn't want to give up. He followed the footprints of the horses' hooves until there were more and more footprints. Those footprints would disappear after more than a day because the footprints they left were too shallow. The more he chased, the brighter Seranti's eyes became, because this meant that it was definitely not left by humans. Humans couldn't leave such footprints!

In this way, Seranti chased all the way from the Noldor Forest to Fletcher, which belonged to the Shield Hero Castle. The team seemed to have finished inspecting the destination and was ready to go to the next place. They were resting in place for a while. Seranti finally caught up, but was stopped by two scouts who were on guard at the side.

Seranti didn't resist, but raised his hands to show that he gave up resistance. These elves wore exquisite armor, and their sapphire eyes and emerald eyes like Seranti looked back and forth at Seranti. Upon closer inspection, they looked more beautiful than Seranti.