When the iron Knight wakes up from his sleep, he looks at the sky and finds that his time to sleep is not long past. The sun is still a large part of the distance from noon. The result of staring at the sun was that the knight had to close his eyes and press the sore corners of his eyes with his fingers. At this time, he found that although he had only experienced a very short sleep, his mental state had been greatly recovered, as if he had not only slept for two hours, but had slept for two days. And the weariness after a long sleep did not appear. Atticus only felt that he was full of strength. Such a state rarely appears after he is 50 years old.
The knight stood up from the fire, moved his neck and arms, and then glanced around. He saw that the old elf was still the same as before, and his chest fluctuated regularly, without any intention of waking up. And Marcus around, but out of a lot of sweat, frowning, shortness of breath, as if in a nightmare. Atticus immediately wanted to wake the latter, but as soon as his hand reached out, a silent arrow was inserted into the ground between him and Marcus.
The iron Knight looked in the direction of the arrow, and the two spirits in charge of the guard were also looking at him. One of them was holding a bow, which was obviously the origin of the arrow. The other pressed his finger on his lips to indicate that Atticus should not move lightly. Atticus took a deep breath. Of course, he was confident to take the king''s hand from the elves, but he did not. If the pain is part of the treatment, you really shouldn''t act rashly. The iron Knight pulled up the iron rule that had been inserted in the ground before, which made the elves nervous for a while. But he just put his sword back into his waist and sat on the ground again.
Atticus did not wait long, and the king''s hand was quiet in nearly half an hour. Then Marcus covered his head and got up from the ground. "You don''t look good." The knight first greets. So far, he hasn''t felt anything different, but it''s up to Marcus to decide.
"It''s not so good, it''s terrible. I can''t even eat toasted mushrooms recently Taylor Riel, a little scared, said that in his dream before he woke up, he felt as if he had been burned by fire. But when he opened his eyes and put the memory aside for a while, he found an exciting thing. The headache that troubled him disappeared. But the joy didn''t last long, and Marcus discovered something else. When he looked at the great knight who cared about himself, his eyes did not stop. It felt like there was no difference between the people in front of him and the plants everywhere. It was only when the king''s hand tried to concentrate his attention that the outline of Atticus was clear.
Fortunately, the iron Knight didn''t notice the details, or he attributed the situation to Marcus'' trance after he woke up. "How''s the headache?" The knight patted the latter on the shoulder and asked. Although he seems to be completely excluded from the treatment, Marcus''s struggle before waking up and his present state show that there is no wrong judgment about entering the dream. Something must have happened in the king''s hand''s dream. Now Atticus only hopes that''s what he expects.
"I want to get rid of it." Marcus nodded and gave a smile. It''s natural to pay the price and get the reward. He has nothing to complain about, and he won''t let this uneasiness affect the iron knight. Then he bowed deeply to the old elf who was still sleeping. "I believe you can hear me. Thank you for your help. No matter how I end up, it''s my choice
The bird, who had led the way for them, flew out of the green stick''s hair again. It circled Marcus twice, and then flew straight into the forest. "Come on, it''s all right here." The king''s hand smoothed his clothes and dusted the dust off.
Atticus tilted his head and followed. When he habitually put his hand on the sword handle at his waist, he faintly felt that the handle of iron rule was a little warm. However, the old knight only took it as the reason that the sword had been in the sun for too long, and did not think much about it.
As they left the elves'' camp, the noisy voices nearby made the dream seem to be a far away thing. The disappearance of the king''s hand and the chief Knight made all nobles panic. They were in a hurry to contact others, hoping to determine the real situation. Marcus even saw that some aristocratic camps were erecting cross shaped flagpoles. We should know that in the grey lion, the commander-in-chief can only use the standard. It seems that the situation of the whole coalition army has been in chaos just after one morning''s absence.
Marcus did not rush back to the camp. He and the knight stood on the hillside and watched the scene. After a long time, he let out a light smile. "You see, my dear Atticus, this is what a kingdom should look like. When your majesty is here, we are like having a big dream. In the dream, glory and order are real and everywhere is like sunshine. And now, wake up, it''s not noon, it''s midnight. Midnight does not belong to the just knight. Midnight is the devil''s time
"What do you want to say? Children. " Atticus frowned and looked at the king''s hand in disbelief. He saw the heavy cloak shaking gently behind the fat body, like the wings of a bat. The iron Knight did not understand the meaning of Marcus, but he instinctively felt that these contents made him a little resistant."What do I want to say? I want to tell these greedy hyenas that dinner''s on. But it needs a ticket. " Marcus''s mouth with a shallow smile, head up the hill, he opened his hands, as if to embrace the whole chaos of the kingdom.
Looking at this scene, the iron Knight realized that he might have made a mistake, and the people in front of him became strange. He would like to turn his head and pull Atwood off the buck and question him about Marcus, but he could probably imagine the old elf''s answer. So the old man could only lightly touch his shoulders with his hand, as if the sword of the king had struck his shoulders when he was knighted. "Your Majesty, if you can hear me, please bless this country. Bless this young man. "
A gust of wind blows, blowing the big Knight because there is no time to care for the hair. At the same time, a cloud was blown in front of the sun, leaving the entire hillside in shadow. Atticus plucked the silk, looked up at the cloud, and clenched the handle of iron rule. He seemed to have made up his mind, threw off his cloak, and strode to keep up with Marcus in front of him.
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