Chapter 810 Snowy Night

Under the dim light, Sa Ailan sat on the greasy floor of the hotel, playing with the building blocks his father gave him.

This is a cheap hotel, and the broken window is a bit windy.

To avoid the cold, Ailan took out Ed's thick robe and put it on himself.

Layers of building blocks kept stacking up in Ailan's hands.

The building blocks he stacked were very interesting.

When ordinary people stack building blocks, they will spread the foundation, one layer less than the other, so that the building blocks will be stable.

But the building blocks Ailan piled up are an inverted triangle.

There is only one building block under the bottom of the entire triangle as support, and the whole looks shaky.

The whole set of building blocks is irregular, with squares, cylinders, triangles, and hexagons.

It is undoubtedly very difficult to use these building blocks to build such an inverted triangle, and the position of each building block must be carefully calculated.

But Ailan, who has built building blocks countless times, can easily create this shape.

After putting the last building block, the inverted triangle is completely formed.

Ailan couldn't help but think of what Ed had said to him:

"The shape of this building block is our Bracada.

A normal and healthy building block should be big at the bottom and small at the top, but the current Bracada is big at the top and small at the bottom.

It looks very glorious and beautiful, but it is actually shaky and in crisis.

What I have to do is to try to extract the building blocks from the top and fill them in the bottom, so that the shape of the building blocks can return to normal and health."

"Huh."

Sa Ailan exhaled, carefully and slowly pulled out a building block, ready to fill it in the bottom, but the moment he pulled out the building block, the whole building block collapsed.

Ping-Pong-Clang!

The building blocks fell down in a disorderly manner, scattered all over the ground, and it was a mess.

Just then, a gust of cold wind blew from the hole in the window and blew directly on Sa Ailan's somewhat stunned face.

Sa Ailan couldn't help but tighten his clothes, feeling the warmth brought to him by his father.

He sat on the ground, raised his head, looked at the dim night, and muttered to himself:

"Dad, the building blocks fell."

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On the way back to the inn, Saeed was thinking about the meeting just now.

To his surprise, the person waiting for him in the castle was not the current city lord Helen, but a person with a status countless times higher than Helen - the leader in the minds of all mages, the great sage, Sedros.

Moreover, the legendary great sage actually supported his policies and said that he would stand on his side.

This made Saeed's steps lighter.

But at this moment, Saeed felt something was wrong.

The maid beside him kept leaning against him.

Even if he tried his best to dodge, his arms would still touch the softness and warmth that he shouldn't touch from time to time.

This made Saeed's face darken.

He stopped and asked solemnly:

"Madam, I think I need to go a little faster.

My child is still waiting for me in the hotel. He is timid and afraid of being alone.

I still remember the rest of the way, so I don't need you to lead the way. You have worked hard along the way."

"Tsk."

The maid pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at Saeed.

"You are really boring.

Your appearance is quite to my taste, but your personality is really awkward.

Well, since you don't have any thoughts, I will take you here."

Saeed felt something was wrong and immediately became alert.

"What do you mean?"

"Master Saeed, I say hello to you on behalf of the master.

Hello, and then, goodbye."

The maid's eyes suddenly lit up, and a sharp battle blade appeared on her arm, stabbing Saeed's chest fiercely.

It's a killer!

Saeed's pupils shrank, and his years of combat experience made him immediately activate the Hercules Shield to resist the attack.

No matter when, the Hercules Shield is always the most trusted protective magic for mages.

However, the Hercules Shield in front of him melted like ice and snow under the maid's sword and shattered in an instant.

"God, mythical soldiers."

Saeed looked at the sharp blade that had penetrated his heart with a stunned expression.

Feeling the continuous loss of vitality, Saeed stared at the maid in front of him in despair, as if asking why she, as a noble mythical soldier, wanted to assassinate a small person like him.

Why did she dare to assassinate him on the road so openly after meeting the great sage? Wasn't she afraid of the great sage's investigation?

Who is she, and whose orders did she follow? !

Facing Saeed's shocked and puzzled eyes, the maid smiled slightly and said nonchalantly:

"You are a good person, but unfortunately, our Bracada is not a place where good people can survive.

Saeed, you have come to the wrong place.

In the next life, change to a better place."

The wind and snow drifted slowly, and the snowflakes fell on Saeed's face, cold and desolate.

Saeed lay on his back in the snow, his eyes wide open unwillingly, and the dagger in his chest was about to drain his vitality.

Before he died, Saeed murmured unwillingly:

"I obviously still have a lot of things to do, I still have a lot..."

The maid stared at Saeed with pity until he died completely with his eyes open, and then she slowly pulled out her dagger.

She turned around and said to the shadow behind her:

"Go, don't leave any trouble behind."

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"Father!"

Ailan suddenly woke up, sweating profusely. He didn't know when he fell asleep wrapped in his father's coat.

"My father died. Was it a dream?"

Sailan murmured in disbelief, but another voice in his mind told him that it was not a dream.

He quickly took out a beautiful crystal bottle from his arms. The clear liquid in the crystal bottle had become extremely turbid.

"Father... is really gone."

When people are really sad to the extreme, they will not cry, and they will not even react at the first time.

Sailan held the crystal bottle tightly, and his heart seemed to be hollowed out.

He did not cry.

A long time ago, he and his father had prepared for this day.

In Ailang's mind, pictures of the past quickly emerged.

"If I die, you must calm down, Ailan. Escape from where you are as soon as possible, and then go to the nearest tavern to find the Thieves Guild.

They are a neutral organization that transcends power, and Bracada cannot restrain them.

Don't trust anyone except them, even my other friends.

I have bought life insurance for you a long time ago. They will take you away from Bracada and go to Shengtian City, the capital of Erathia.

Your grandpa and grandma are both Erathians, and they will take care of you until you grow up."

"Dad, what if I can't find the Thieves Guild?"

"You will find it, my child.

No matter where I go, I will find the hotel closest to the Thieves Guild to live, and when I pass by the Thieves Guild, I will also remind you by coughing."

"Escape from the scene as soon as possible, go downstairs, turn right, and go to the sixth store in the third alley of Lengdong Street."

Sa Ailan took a deep breath and tightened his robe.

With no time to pack his luggage, he only took his father's coat and ran to the door without stopping.

The moment he touched the door, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

Downstairs of the hotel, the fat maid of the hotel was being pointed at by two wizards with magic books. She covered her mouth tightly and dared not make any sound.

On the stairs, two other black-robed wizards were walking upstairs quickly.

"No, you can't take the stairs."

Sa Ailan was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

He came to the window, opened the window, and looked out of the window.

The biting wind and snow immediately rushed in through the window, hitting the furniture in the room and making a crackling sound.

This is the fifth floor of the hotel. Outside the hotel, thick snow covered the streets.

The outer wall of the hotel is trapezoidal, which is higher than other surrounding buildings. Outside Sa Ailan's window, you can still see the roofs of other houses.

It was late at night. Except for some sporadic lights, the entire Yongshuang City had fallen asleep peacefully.

"Bless me, father."

Sa Ailan gritted his teeth, wrapped his clothes tightly, flipped through the window, and slid down the wall.

Sa'ailan wanted to land on the roof and then jump from the roof to the ground, but the impact of sliding down was too great. He failed to brake on other roofs and flew directly down the roof.

Bang!

Fortunately, the thick snow became a buffer for Sa'ailan, causing him to fall to the ground in a mess, but he was not injured.

Unfortunately, when Sa'ailan got up and looked back, he happened to meet the eyes of a black-robed wizard who was sticking his head out of his room.

At that moment, a dying chill chilled Sa'ailan's bones.

In his eyes, he seemed to see the terrible scene of himself being crushed to death by the black-robed wizard.

"Run! Run!"

Sa'ailan's heart beat violently, and blood suddenly filled his body, making his limbs, which were numb from the cold, quickly regain consciousness.

He used his hands and feet to stand up from the snow, rolling and crawling, and ran madly towards the place he remembered.

Fate always plays tricks on people.

"Lengdong Street, the first alley."

"The second alley."

Saailan's heart was pounding.

He was extremely glad that he had remained rational in the panic and chose the window closest to Lengdong Street, which gave him hope to survive.

"The third alley!"

But when Saailan finally arrived at his destination and was about to go in to find the tavern, he saw that in the sixth alley of Frozen Street, three patrolling goblins holding clubs were slowly walking out in the wind and snow.

Saailan's breathing almost stopped, and he quickly turned around and looked at the road he came from.

Several black-robed wizards just turned out from the alley of the hotel, and the breeze surrounded their bodies, making them walk briskly.

"No matter!"

Saailan had no choice but to wrap his clothes tightly and run into the alley.

Just when he was desperately trying to estimate whether he could beat the three patrolling goblins, the goblins all made way for him to run smoothly.

"Hmm?! Let me pass?"

Saailan ran and ran, and his pace slowed down.

His desperate expression froze on his face, mixed with surprise, looking a little funny.

Too shocked, he turned around stupidly, just in time to see the figure of the black-robed wizard appear at the entrance of the alley.

And, the magic arrow that pierced the black-robed wizard's heart!

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up."

A voice sounded behind Saailan.

He turned around suddenly, and behind him, a fairy in a white robe was looking up at him.

His white robe was so pure that it could even blend in with the snow. If he hadn't spoken and raised his head, Sa'ailan believed that he would not have noticed him even if he passed by him.

"Who are you?!"

"Don't ask. We are just a group of nameless fairies.

Our lord promised your father that he would try to save you after his unfortunate death.

Don't worry about those mages, my companions will help you solve them without leaving any traces.

Let's go.

The caravan to Erathia is ready to set off."

Father...

Sa'ailan felt warm in his heart, and the deep and indelible sadness finally wrapped his heart completely.

He had a father who loved him very much, was very upright, and was very kind, a father that made him extremely proud.

But now, he has lost him forever.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Sa'ailan had no time to think about why the fairies who were extremely weak in his heart had the power to kill those black-robed mages.

He could only suppress his red eyes and follow the goblin, heading towards the Thieves Guild step by step.

"The sixth room."

When they arrived at the door of the Thieves Guild, the tavern that had closed suddenly lit up.

The door of the tavern slowly opened, and a row of masked thieves stared at Sa Ailan quietly, silently welcoming him.

"Go, little Ailan."

The goblin patted Ailan on the back.

"Go and start your new life.

The lord asked me to tell you that you have a father who is very proud of you.

He hopes that you will become more proud than your father in the future."

Hearing the goblin's words, Sa Ailan woke up from a dream.

He turned around and asked:

"Who is the lord you are talking about? Can you tell me his name? I want to repay his kindness."

The goblin shook his head:

"Sorry, it's up to the lord to let you know or not. We don't have the right to decide."

Sa Ailan felt lost. He understood that he was not qualified to know the name of his benefactor.

He bit his lip and asked again:

"What about you? Can I know your name? No matter how difficult it is, I will definitely find a way to repay you."

"Hahaha."

The goblin laughed:

"From the moment I put on this white robe, I no longer have a name.

Our race, like your father, is committed to changing this cruel and corrupt Bracada.

It's just that your father's methods are more radical.

And our methods are even more radical.

Although I don't have a name, I can tell you the name of my race.

We are called, the Goblin Pioneers."

"The Goblin Pioneers..."

Saairan was stunned.

When he heard this name, for some reason, many images emerged in his mind.

The wizard's robe scorched by fire fluttered in the wind and dust,

the fragments of the magic lamp were stepped on and made a crackling sound,

the flags burning with flames fluttered, and the layers of soldiers fought bloody battles.

The Naga's blade was broken, and the stone statue turned to ashes.

The Titan's bones piled up into a mountain.

Ding~ding~ding~ding~ding~

The melodious bell sounded again, and the Bracada clock finally reached 24 o'clock.

24 o'clock is the limit, and it must start again from 0 o'clock, no later.