When Damon returned home, the sky was already dim.

No wonder Upton came to him. This afternoon he was going to the market to sell dried eels and half-dead oysters for a fishmonger named Tasi. Tasi is a foreigner who specializes in transporting goods to the ice field for sale. Of course, now he has the blessing of Green Rose City, and his aquatic capacity is a little fresher.

As soon as he filled his stomach with venison, the black bread and apple pie seemed very disgusting. The mushroom soup was okay, but Damon hated the onions he had cooked in together. When Bellana noticed her son's discomfort, she gave him a plate of mashed potatoes.

Green Rose City has brought many rare supplies, and the quality of life of residents of Bonfire Town has been a leap forward recently. Mayor Morton is very worried about this. He believes that these are unknown foods, and people take food for themselves is tantamount to stealing. The only legal way is to hand over at least one Black City gold coin to be used as a transaction.

It is natural to use money to buy food, but they traded for Green Rose City, which is a bit difficult. There are many knowledgeable people in Bonfire Town, and they don’t know how to pay the bills for the mystery. The priest who lived in the chapel suggested throwing the coins into the river, while Sir Conry strongly opposed it. Later, the adults gave a compromise and ordered people to hand over the money to Mayor Morton, who would throw them into the bottom of the river.

The carpenter didn't give anyone money, and he believed that no one would give it. Damon heard him tell Belana that if people's bills were to pass through Morton's hand, he would rather throw the money into the river for nothing. The person who proposed the damn process was Sir Conry, the hotel owner, who was the worst noble boy ever met, and the same name as his hotel.

"Since the Glorious Council has not received compensation from us, there is no reason for Morton to cross the Paladin and our lords." Upton never leaves the lords in every sentence.

It was not until now that Dimon understood why he was so happy. If life was a nightmare fifteen years ago, then the fifteenth year was the division. The daughter of the Duke of the Four Leaf, a descendant of the Silver Eagle family, was born that year. As soon as she was born, all nightmares ended.

Damon didn't know what was related to it, but people thought it was Bertie's gift. The people in the Iceland Territory believed in good luck and virtue at the same time, and their lords didn't care about it. Perhaps because the Paladins came with the mission of the Goddess of Light, the suffering civilians could only pray for their god's blessing.

But as far as he knows, there are many children born in the year of Shadow, such as his sister Dorothy. Why is Danlfin the angel of Berti? He feels that he will never understand the question unless he becomes a real man, dying at the hands of the enemy for glory rather than on the gallows. To be honest, he is not sure he has the chance to be the first.

After meals, it was not time to rest. Damon went out to the market by the river to find work. Thankfully, he finally didn't have to pick up pine nuts in the snow. People say that the departure of the Elf Golden Cup brought mystery, but now the Paladin returned to Bonfire Town, the situation has not changed. Whether he was lying to himself or not, Damon thanked the hunter Witke who sold the Golden Cup from the bottom of his heart. He was even more like the incarnation of Berti than the lord.

When we arrived at the arch bridge, the market had already disbanded.

The slap marks on Damon's face were not gone, and he was not sad if he had no work to do it, at least no one laughed at him. The boy was sweating heavily in the sunset, and he turned over the railing and pierced his head into the water. The townsmen all called this the Green River, and Sir Conry said that its name was the Black Moon. Damon didn't care what a small river was called.

Underwater is a clear world, and the boy opened his eyes. There are not many swimming fish here, shrimps squirming among pebbles at the bottom of the river, and the color of the water plants is almost transparent. The shadow of the boat is reflected on the sand, the sunset is shining brightly, and the red clouds are as thin as silk fog. The refreshing coolness urges him to jump into the river, but it is not possible, Mayor Morton does not allow anyone to go into the water. Everyone knows that he is worried that someone will snatch coins from him to the bottom of the water.

But Damon didn't notice any gold coins that had been thrown in the river. The whole river was too clear. All the things that people threw down were washed away by the water when the market opened, and nothing was left behind. It seemed that the noble master's plan was about to be empty.

At this time, there were a series of neighing horses behind him. Screams rang out in the crowd, and the civilians quickly avoided. Damon heard from the messy footsteps and the clanging metal collision sound that this was mostly the noble carriage. The sources of the Iceland Earl's arrival in Bonfire Town were well known, and Damon was not sure whether this was the lord's carriage.

Probably not. The coachman did not slow down. The flag on the long pole was neither Lancost's Silver Eagle nor Wiggins' fiery red four-leaf clover. There were not many nobles in Bonfire Town, but Damon did not recognize the sign above. Perhaps it was a small nobleman who fell.

When thinking about these things, Damon didn't think of avoiding it. When he realized that he had to give in, it was too late. In an instant, the gallows in front of the market flashed through his mind, the cut-off black axe and the shiny blade; the same despair that turned in the various eyes of the criminals, and the hot blood all over the ground.

Put a pair of hands on his shoulders.

Damon fell into the water, and no splash of water splashed. His screams blurted out into bubbles, and the world in front of him suddenly rotated.

The water flow becomes sticky.

The carriage whizzed past, and the axle wood creaked. Daimon's mind was blank, and his hands and feet were slashing in the ripples, but the fragile resistance could not support his body. A stream of water approached him and held the boy's armpits. Daimon floated up in panic.

During the process, his breathing became smooth. After realizing that he had not sunk, Damon found some calmness from the panic. Unknown fear surrounded him, and the boy tried his best to float up with force. He couldn't care what was dragging him into the water now, and now he began to drive him out again. Complete immersion in liquid was one of the sources of human fear after leaving the mother's body. And just as he was about to leave the water, the sound of horse hooves sounded again on the river bank.

Now the situation gives Damon two developments: one is to drill out of the water and be dragged to the open space where the execution is performed by the noble master's guards; the other is to hide at the bottom of the water and live with mysterious creatures who don't know what it is. He doesn't know which one is worse.

The buoyancy disappeared suddenly, and the mysterious creature in the water made a choice for him.

Damon spitted out a string of bubbles, and he finally realized that he was breathing air. It seemed that the lungs in his body had turned into two fish gills. In short, it was too much adaptable underwater than his master. Damon couldn't swim, so he couldn't help but wonder if humans were all like this. Maybe we could swim. We could survive in the lake.

"Sir, we don't have much time." When his mind was full of water and swimming, he heard a sentence coming from the top of his head.

The voice of Damon is very strange, but the next one is extremely familiar. "No one dislikes me for having too much time, Master Knight, I have tried my best to cooperate with you. But sometimes things cannot be done by doing my best." The hunter's tone did not seem to be respectful.

Damon raised his head and saw the hunter's tight cheeks through the glass-like water surface. He rode on the horse, and there were knights in mighty armor on the left and right. The armor was dazzling silver-white. The boy looked through the water curtain and couldn't help but feel his eyes sting, as if he was looking directly at the sun. The powerful and vibrant brilliance, Damon had seen them a few days ago.

At that time, he climbed up the roof and looked down at the Paladins of the Glorious Council through the silent crowd. When the Count of Iceland arrived, the townsmen shouted like waves. The people hated them clearly, but Damon couldn't quite understand them at that time.

But the hunter knew very well. Whether Wittke deceived him or not, Damon firmly believed that he had indeed been hurt by the actions of the Glorious Council. Now these paladins were walking with the hunter, and the boy would not think that this was a simple and friendly walk.

"Mr. Xia Zuo, you are a mysterious person. You should know that the severity of the Golden Cup is extraordinary. It will not throw itself into the snow casually and hand it over to someone who may break it."

"I don't know the purpose of the Golden Cup, nor do I know it is a mysterious item." Wittke replied, "You have found the wrong person."

"No, sir, you misunderstood"

The sound of horse hooves and conversation gradually faded away. Stay away from the stone bridge and then away from the river bank until the cooing sound of the pigeons replaced the lingering sound.

Damon finally got out of the water. After climbing ashore, he reached back into the river immediately, but he caught nothing. The flowing water followed the gravity and left his fingers. The boy hesitated for a moment, but turned over the railing and followed the direction of the Knights.

The clear river water flowed in the snow, and Arabella rode his horse and crossed the stone bridge.

On the way, she turned her head and looked at the gurgling river, and could not forget the end at all. This is the Black Moon River, which flows out of the Bonfire Town.

The mystery is spreading.

"When I return to Veneuts, I will convince Miss Earl to rebuild Lucia's church." She stared at a black fish passing by in the river.

The listener was not only the little animals in the mysterious river, but also the knight Jose, who was under her command. He was wearing the armor of the parliament, his head was wrapped in a cloak and helmet, and was walking with the goddess.

"Miss Earl will accept it with pleasure." Jose said muffled in the wind.

Arabella knew the deep meaning of his words. Jose was a devout believer in the light. The only reason why he did not become an adjutant was his hatred of evil. Many people don’t understand that if you cannot convince a person from the bottom of your heart, then physical surrender is actually an insult to the gods. The priests knew the truth, while the paladins might not.

What reason does Danlfin have to provide assistance? We exchanged her country for the airfield of the Morris Mountains. The only thing we did not expect was that the dwarves of the Oath Guardians actually divided the land of the entire mountain to this small country. The teacher once thought about it and did not understand what the significance of a so-called train was.

And after paying a small, useless sky tower, he obtained the first land territory and the mysterious land located under the territory. Arabella believed that even the astrologers could not see so far.

"I heard that there was a long dark night in the frost moon under the ice, and Lucia abandoned it." The white-robed priest looked at the towering black stone wall from afar, and his mount began to walk slowly. "It's so unfortunate that everyone has the right to enjoy the sun and the day." As soon as she slowed down, Jose raised his sword and the paladins slowed down together. The sound of the horse's hooves was a little faster than before, and then suddenly landed.

"We have to clear the misunderstanding by starting with the name of the Paladins."
Chapter completed!