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The person who appeared on the balcony was a woman in her thirties. She seemed to be cold and was wearing a thick fur cloak that tightly wrapped around her thin body. Her facial features were undoubtedly extremely beautiful, but her face was pale and her skin had lost its luster. Because she was thin, this made her cheekbones look very high. Her clothes were definitely not thin, but when she stood in the wind, she gave off the feeling that she would be blown away by the wind at any time.
Weak and fragile. That's how a woman should be described.
The woman combed a few strands of hair that floated down from her forehead. Ten years ago, her hair was long and shiny, flowing with a silk-like luster. But now, it was dim and lusterless, and it would fall off with a little force. Just like now, when the woman put down her hand, there were already a few broken hairs in her palm.
Every broken hair was like a knife, cutting a bloody groove in the man's heart. He sighed and left the balcony with the woman. They came to a quiet room in the castle. The fireplace in the room that had just been cleaned was burning firewood. From time to time, a string of sparks sprayed out and blocked the black iron railings by the fireplace. The man helped the woman sit down and got up to the fireplace. He stirred the dry wood at the mouth of the fireplace to make the flames burn a little stronger.
The woman leaned against the back of the chair, her eyes a little distant, as if walking just now had used up a lot of her strength. She licked her dry lips and said, "You haven't answered my question just now."
"Darling, I don't think we need to discuss this now." The man stood up and asked softly, "Have you taken the medicine he sent?"
"Yes, I have. I feel better, so I want to walk around. " The woman smiled weakly, "The two of you have never liked each other since you were young. I didn't expect you to go to him."
The man snorted, "I wouldn't want to see him if I didn't have a choice." He paused and whispered, "But now, only he can help you get something to extend your life. No matter how much I don't like him, I'll beg him to do it. "
"But no matter what, he will do it. As long as he knows it's for you, he can't refuse. It's been like this from the beginning. I know it very well. "
The woman's eyes dimmed as she turned her face away and said, "I always owe him. It was like this before, and it's the same now. "
"I will make it up to him." The man walked over and stroked her thin face. "You look a little better. You need to rest more. Although the things he found can prolong your life, they can't cure the root of the problem. To cure the root of the problem, we still need that thing. "
The woman shook her head. "Honey, forget it. You've already done so much for me. I don't want you to take any more risks. "
"For you, it's nothing. Besides, I've been swallowing my anger for so many years. Look, what have I gotten for my forbearance? I can't even save you! Since that's the case, I might as well not bear it anymore. I want to use these hands to take back everything I lost, including the thing that can truly cure you! "The man's eyes were sharp and his tone was firm.
The woman sighed and smiled faintly. She stretched out her skinny hand and placed it on the man's palm. "Then tell me what made you angry. I can't help you in other areas, but I can be your audience. If there's any problem, maybe I can analyze it for you. Didn't you love to tell me those difficult things before? "
The man shook his head forcefully. "That's why you're so exhausted that you've planted a seed of disaster. How can I make a mistake again?"
The woman smiled. "It doesn't matter. At most, I won't help you think of a way this time. I'll just listen."
The man probably couldn't persuade her and said helplessly, "Then you have to promise me that you'll go to bed and rest obediently after listening."
"Alright, I'm not a little girl anymore. There's no need to coax me like this."
"I'd like you to be the girl from back then. This way, I can coax you for ten, twenty, or even longer." The man kissed her forehead gently. He could feel the hard bones under the thin skin, causing his heart to tremble. He didn't dare to show it and said in a steady voice, "Actually, it's not a big deal. One of my arrangements in the Land of Darkness was destroyed."
"You mean War Wolf?"
"Well, those idiots can't even do a little bit of work. They're simply extremely stupid." The man's voice turned cold. "Especially that Joy. I think he's old and confused. He didn't use his men and horses and ran to duel with others. How could it be easy for that person to be able to take two moves from Old Hoey's hands? I've really blinded my expectations of him. If I can't kill someone, I'll let that person off. "
The woman narrowed her eyes and whispered, "Actually, from the beginning, I didn't approve of you interfering in the Land of Darkness. That would always be a disgrace to your identity."
The man shook his head. "It's nothing. The Land of Darkness has brought me a lot of wealth. It's one of my important gold mines. With their support, I can save you and take back what I lost. What's a disgrace? As long as I can save you, so what if I become a demon? "
"You …" The woman touched his face. "Actually, I was wondering if I made the wrong choice back then. If I had chosen him, I wouldn't have dragged you down today … "
"I won't allow you to say that!" The man took her hand and placed it on his chest. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have jumped here long ago. Alright, it's over. You should go to bed and rest. "
The woman said "hmm" and the man raised his head. "Someone."
Two maids walked in and the man said, "Help Madam back to her room to rest." The maid walked over and helped the woman into the inner bedroom. After watching the wooden door of the bedroom close, the man walked to the fireplace and took out a second letter. The envelope was covered with a flower that spat out buds. The man scratched off the ink, opened the envelope, and slid out a letter. The content of this letter was even simpler. There was only one sentence on it: She went to Satin.
After the man finished reading, he threw the envelope and the letter into the furnace and whispered, "Go inform the people in Satin City. Tell them that they can move." In the corner of the room, the shadows twisted and a woman half-kneeling on the ground quietly appeared. She nodded, and her figure blurred and disappeared into the air, as if she had never appeared.
The man watched as the letter was completely burned to ashes and remained silent for a long time.
A group of carriages and horses drove out of the Land of Darkness and headed in the direction of Satin City along the rugged mountain road. From the outside, it looked like a caravan. After all, there were carriages full of goods and guards with bright armor and stomachs. Especially the few riders in front of the group. Their auras were condensed, and one could tell at a glance that they were experts among the guards. In the land between the Land of Darkness and Satin, there were also small groups of thieves. However, judging from the size of this caravan and the situation they had opened up from the Land of Darkness, no thieves dared to have any ideas about the caravan.
The caravan walked for a day, and the road was calm. The atmosphere of the group was lively, especially a young man who rode a pony and ran back and forth between the caravan from time to time. He looked here and there, as if he was going far away for the first time.
However, for Abel, this was the first time he had left the Land of Darkness, so everything on the journey was new and interesting to him.
On the journey that day, Abel even shot two pheasants as an extra for dinner. As the sun set, the caravan found a rather spacious woodland and began to set up a temporary camp. Several carriages carrying goods were gathered together and guarded by a guard of about twenty people, while the others set up tents in the camp. While Fares arranged for people to be on duty, Allen and Abel went deep into the forest. Because Abel found the feces of mountain wild boars, he swore that mountain wild boars were rare delicacies, so Allen decided to accompany him to hunt pigs.
Abel was indeed good at tracking prey. This youth was alert and careful, observant, and could always find clues from the details. He could always find clues from the subtleties. Looking at his figure that was focused on searching for prey, Allen always felt that he was very similar to himself in the past. Abel, who was in front of him, turned around and gestured for him to be silent. Allen shrugged his shoulders and restrained his smile.
"Found it." Abel gently pushed aside a bush. Sure enough, in the woodland in front of him, a mountain wild boar the size of a calf was arching an old tree. The wild boar was sharpening its two fangs with the bark. The dense fangs were like sharp blades that scraped the bark everywhere, causing Abel to take a deep breath. The youth muttered, "It's really not small."
At this moment, the wild boar seemed to have smelled Abel. It stopped grinding its teeth and turned around. The two eyes on its big head were disproportionately small. However, these two small eyeballs emitted a fierce light. At this moment, the hard hair on the wild boar's body flashed with a yellow light. Its aura immediately rose by three points and it rushed towards Abel.
Allen hurriedly picked up the youth and threw him back. The dangerous wild beasts of Planet Heaven were naturally sensitive to Origin Energy and knew how to use it. Just like this wild boar, it had just used Origin Energy to increase its basic quality. The big fellow's skin was already thick, and now its defense and strength had increased by a lot. If Abel were to be hit, he would definitely turn into a ball of meat sauce.
In the eyes of the wild boar, the youth's figure was suddenly replaced by a young man, but it made no difference to it. It charged straight over, but all of a sudden, the young man's aura became rough and hard, causing it to instinctively want to turn around and run away. But at this moment, it was sprinting with all its might, so how could it stop?
Allen was not polite either. He raised his fist and smashed it towards the wild boar. As soon as the tip of his fist moved, the sharp howl of a heavy object piercing through the air rang out in the air, causing Abel to have no choice but to cover his ears with his hands before he felt better. Then, he saw the heavy mountain boar fly away from Allen's punch, and its two fangs snapped. The wild boar let out a mournful cry and spun a few times in midair before falling heavily onto a bush, directly flattening the bush. When Abel ran over, he discovered that the big fellow's head had caved in and he could not be more dead.
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