The Knights' team had more than 300 people, all of whom were wearing metal armor and were disciplined. They were definitely not the so-called Knights that Green saw in the noble circles, or those decorative vases or the inferior taverns walking around the knife tips.

If you have to describe it, these knights are like army.

As Greene knows, not only the entire East Coral Island, but also most of the outer areas of the Seventh Ring Holy Tower are divided into regions under the rule of castle aristocrats of descendants of wizards.

It is simply unimaginable that such nobles who are greedy for pleasure will form a disciplined army.

After all, no matter how powerful the Knights are, they are no different from paper in front of wizards. In the eyes of these descendants of wizards, they are completely unrestrained behaviors.

Yorkianna's muddy eyes flashed, and she quietly looked at Greene, who was restless on the side, hoping to see some emotions from the eyes that were staring at the ground under Greene's truth.

"Did Rafi do these?" Yorkianna asked.

Green looked at the joyous civilians on the street and shook his head, "I don't know, maybe."

Maybe……

These superficial prosperity and joy are nothing more than covering up some true sinful nature.

After all, even the dark wizard who collects human despair, even the most proficient black wizard will inevitably suffer from great losses in experimental materials.

Under Yorkliana's love and spoiling, the starling guy had already jumped from Green's shoulder to the old witch's shoulder. At this time, the starling laughed and said, "Gaga, young master, what if I go and check it first?"

Green's eyes slowly turned from the joyful people to the captives tied by the chains of the knights, and gradually disappeared into the most magnificent and gorgeous castle gate in Bissel City.

The closer the truth was, Green's heart gradually calmed down.

Green ignored his brother and turned around and looked in a direction outside the city, recalling the home that once belonged to him in his vague memory.

"No matter whether the city lord here is Lafite or not, we should not disturb the peaceful life of the residents of this city. Let's go and check it out at night. Now..."

Yorkianna said in surprise: "Anyway, your relatives are dead. Why do you care about the ideas of these ordinary humans?"

Green did not answer Yorkliana, but flew towards the faraway place of memory.

After a moment.

Green and Yorkianna fell on a muddy path, which was the long-term trampled out of the villages outside the city to Bissel City.

There were no pedestrians on the road, and Green landed on the ground without any mind, allowing the soil to stain his shoes. Green seemed to be enjoying it, and even rubbed the soft soil with his toes, recalling the kind and joyful scene of following Old Ham in his childhood in driving a carriage.

Yorkianna floated slightly away from the ground, as if she was a little disgusted with the dirty muddy land beneath her feet.

"If you don't mind, you'd better come down."

After Green said lightly, he casually cut the gap between dimensions. He pulled out two civilian clothes from a large piece of clothes and threw one of them to Yorkianna.

These clothes are all props that Green once prepared for the possibility of using alienation techniques to disguise in the future.

Yorkianna sighed and stepped on the muddy land, took the clothes handed over by Green, said nothing, and changed it quickly.

"Ga? Young Master..."

After Green changed his clothes, he threw his starling directly into the dimension gap and led Yorkianna to walk along the muddy path.

More than two hundred years have been enough to change the terrain of the village I once remembered.

Green vaguely remembered the past when he and Old Ham lived in only about thirty or forty households, and they were scattered on both sides of Kanergou, and there were few neighboring each other.

Now, a village with hundreds of families closely adjacent to each other has completely replaced the empty ditches in memory.

Perhaps few strangers entered the village, and the village head was sewn in the sunset, and the old people peeled the bean shells looked at Greene and Yorkianna.

Green and Yorkianna ignored it and walked around with two old farmers who had returned from farming. The scene in front of her stunned Green.

Still there?

And, protected?

Green stood there in a daze, looking at the dilapidated stone house in front of him. At this moment, he felt extremely sad.

This stone house and the old horse were everything that Old Ham once cherished the most.

Once upon a time, Old Ham, who had worked hard to save enough gold coins, had already made up his mind to renovate the house in the spring, and ask Green for a wife to realize his wish and hold his grandson, but the result...

Just a little bit short!

Old Ham finally failed to realize his wish. He was poor and tired all his life, but before his death, he still failed to hold his grandson in his later years and enjoy the warmth of life.

Extremely fast, Green seemed to rub his eyes casually, covering up the fragility in his heart at this moment.

"Is this where you once lived?" Yorkianna asked.

Although this stone house is extremely dilapidated, it is supported and protected by neat wood, and it looks so weird.

Squeak.

The wooden door opened and the most humble furniture in the room was there. Green walked to the bed where he once fell asleep every day, and the bedding had disappeared.

Green gently wiped his fingers on the bed board, and there was only a thin layer of dust, as if someone often came to clean and organize it.

suck……

Green's sentimentality gradually faded away, and he took a deep breath from the room, and a hint of relief appeared at the corner of his mouth. Green seemed to have smelled the years of old Ham and himself, and that pleasant and charming atmosphere.

call……

After exhaling his breath, Green turned to Yorkiana and smiled: "It seems that Rafi is indeed back."

...

Late at night, the dark and quiet sky is dotted with stars, and a crescent moon shows a mysterious arc.

She has long dark hair, vertical and smooth, and can fly freely, as if integrated with the night, her white and tender skin is like pure white snow, not stained with turbid dust, her tall and graceful figure is like a gift from nature, and her bright red lips are like the temptation of the devil.

It seems that this is a devastating picture of a flower girl blooming in the best time, which makes people feel moved and happy.

But……

"Ah... you old monster, the evil black wizard, I will not let you go even if I die!"

The swaying fire projected the blood-soaked shackles, and the shrill wail was like a devil singing. The cold and wet stone wall ticked with dew. The prisoner in prison uniform looked full of fear and despair in the cage, looking at the black eyes in front of him, which were like an abyss.

"Well? Does the degree of despair need to be deepened?"

After the slender and tender white fingers slowly pulled out the steel needle from the cage prisoner's body, a silver light flashed and one of the prisoners' fingers fell.

"ah……"

In a shrill scream, the imprisoned prisoner looked at his falling fingers.

Finger drops? I will become a disabled person from now on...

A trace of despair appeared, and the captive, who was in great pain in his body and mind, shed tears.

"Well, that's it."

The girl said calmly, a malignant tumor covered by the hair on the back of her head twitched slightly, and then the girl began to stop bleeding and bandage the prisoner.

The collection of despair by the black wizard is not like the collection of killing in a rough way like the demon hunter fighting in another world.

In the eyes of the dark wizard, ordinary humans who obtain human despair are a renewable and precious consumption energy. Until one day, the collector was collected to the limit by the black wizard's despair, and they would die under the permission of the dark wizard.

The Dark Wizard Lab is a truly desperate hell.

After bandaging the prisoner's wounds, the girl's indifferent and calm eyes turned to other cages. One by one, the disabled prisoners began to cry in despair, waiting for the hell messenger to come.

These men in their thirties and forties actually cried like babies.

Squeak!

Suddenly, the steel door of the underground secret room was slowly pushed open, and the magic restriction attached to it flashed slightly, shattering like bubbles. The two figures looked in, and their bodies were shocked as if they were electrocuted.

One of them, like the most vicious old witch in a fairy tale, looked at the beautiful woman holding a bloody tray and knife in her hand and said tremblingly: "You..."

The other person was wearing a gray-white spiral pavement mask, with long golden hair scattered, extremely mysterious.

At this moment, the eyes under the man's mask were scattered and wet.

"Rafi...you're really back. That's great..."

Dingdang!

The bloody knife in the girl's hands fell, and her hands covered her face in shame and helplessness. She looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in the underground secret room like a child who was found stealing candy.
Chapter completed!