The Song of Gendaya

"Well, Mark, I apologized too! I hope you can forgive me." Silith said with a faint smile.

"Oh...oh..." Mark still hesitatingly agreed.

At this time, more boys and children gathered around, and they all looked curiously at the beautiful Elf Race girl with pointed ears.

Many words of praise suddenly flooded into Silith’s ears, because the previous fight between Silith and the red-muscle ghost leader Dillon was still deeply imprinted on these male children. In the heart.

Silith has become the hero of China in their hearts.

This made Silith a little panicked. Although she still had many questions about the whole thing in front of her, she knew that she could not continue to delay here. She had been thinking about Linde's safety all the time.

The surrounding environment was still noisy, but Silith suddenly yelled, and the surroundings became quiet.

"Sorry! Everyone, thank you, I am not a hero... nor a savior, I am just a passer-by. Now I have to go back, and my friends still need me to take care of it." Silith Explained loudly.

The male children around looked at her seemingly, and Xilith knew that she could not delay any longer.

She flew up to a tall birch tree around with a single leap, and she flew away, ignoring the people under the tree who were exclaiming.

Silith leaped fast on the trees along the way she came, and soon a touch of yellow light appeared among the dense trees, that is the cave where she was before, the bonfire inside It's still burning all the time.

She walked into the cave in three or two steps. At the entrance of the cave, the two red muscle ghosts killed by her were still lying there quietly, but there were two pools of blood on the ground, and the blood stains had begun to condense. A strong smell of blood exudes from the cave.

While Linde is still lying quietly on the hay, his chest is undulating rhythmically. The stone of Shida hanging on his chest is bright and dark against the bright rays of the campfire. .

Silith leaned closer, it seemed that the expression of the teenager was relieved a lot. He seemed to be having a dream. It must be a beautiful dream. Without all the complexities in this world, there is nothing but carelessness. hapiness.

At this moment, Silith noticed that the young man's wound seemed to be slowly shrinking, as if there was something in his body that could repair itself.

"Linde, I hope you can be okay... survive tonight, tomorrow... we will set off for Baicheng, where Mr. Great Sage Lorringos is waiting for our arrival! Must hold on... …" Silith said silently, her eyes filled with tears unconsciously.

And the boy's lips seemed to move twice, which seemed to respond to Silith.

With nothing to do, Silith had to stare at the orange red flames burning in the campfire.

Gradually, her eyelids became heavy, and soon her consciousness dissipated in an endless darkness.

She is too tired, she has fallen asleep unconsciously...

But she didn’t sleep well, all the things that went through this day were in her mind Once again, many doubts that she could not imagine gradually surfaced.

Ollinhut, Shirley, Lelianna, and even the leader of the red muscle ghost Dillon, these enemies from the dark forces kept flashing in her mind.

Linde, this seemingly ordinary child, what kind of power is hidden in his body, what kind of bond does the Stone of Cida have with him...

"Bang... …Bang...bang..."

A weird sound came, and the alert Silith woke up all of a sudden. She didn't open her eyes but carefully identified it. It seemed to be the sound of human footsteps, and the other party didn't seem to deliberately hide this obvious and weird sound.

Silith opened her eyes slightly, and saw a weird huge shadow thrown by the bonfire on the opposite rock wall.

"Wow..."

Silith suddenly pulled the rapier next to her from the scabbard. She was surprised before she could see the "enemy". Raised his sword and pointed to the past. Her gaze was fierce, like a cheetah rushing to eat.

Just as she was about to push the sword into the opponent's throat, she only heard a panic scream.

"Don't...don't...it's us...we are not bad guys..."

Silic heard the voice of the fat Sterling, and she held The sword pointed at Mark's throat.

I saw the young man in leather armor raising his hands, shaking his whole body, looking at Xilith in horror. With this tension, he seemed to be more speechless.

"Why are you guys!"

Silith breathed a sigh of relief, panting, and put the sword down.

"Oh...oh..." Mark still replied hesitantly.

While Sterling was more talkative, he frowned innocently.

"In fact, when you first left, we came with us... Actually, it is not difficult to find here, because this cave was often used when people from our village came to the forest to pick, hunt, and log. Place," Sterling said.

"It turned out to be like this, no wonder there are traces of people living here." Xilith said thoughtfully.

"It's just that things changed later."

"Why is it different?" Silith asked.

"It’s not the same since Dillon came here... You must know that it was not a monster near here before. At that time, there were also red muscle ghosts in this forest, but they were not as they look now. Cruel and fierce. At best, they just do some pranks on people, go to the fields and water mills to destroy or steal things. They haven't even hurt a goat."

"Is that right? "Xilis asked.

"Thousand...thousand...thousand..." Mark stammered again.

"It's true!" Sterling replied, his obvious double chin beating back and forth like two balls of cotton, he continued, "That was two years ago, and Dillon suddenly appeared In this forest, he ate the former leader of the red muscle ghost and replaced it... After that, the forest was different, and the red muscle ghost became more and more ferocious. They not only destroyed our crops, but also caught Our people...not only catch those who strayed into the forest, but also attack the village and rob the girl."

"What are they doing?" Silith asked. She noticed Mark's The face became more and more ugly, "They don't like to eat people..."

"The 2nd day the girls were taken away, at the edge of the forest... Our people will find scattered The dead bones of the scattered girls...there is Mark’s younger sister.” Sterling couldn’t help but sigh, “Alice is a pure and kind child. She was eaten by Dillon when she was very young. It fell..."

At this time, Silith noticed that Mark's expression became more and more awkward, while Sterling seemed to be unaware of it.