"Are you going to go into that forest?"

Agricultural City, Prince.

Brynhill and the maid Medes were staying together. They were walking side by side on the city wall, looking out to the endless fields, and inside the city were the Crusaders who were distributing porridge for the peasants.

"Um."

Brunhill nodded and said, "It's hard to come out once, and I have to do something for them."

"You feel very sad." Medes looked at his master, who was also his best friend, tilted his head, and said suddenly.

"Yes."

As a knight, Brunhill never lied.

"Those farmers are obviously living in the most food-rich city, but they have been reduced to this stage because of the layers of exploitation by nobles and farmers. Although the guys at Decathlon are also right, I don't think the Holy City should be like this..."

"However, you are also one of the nobles with the highest status in the Holy City." Medes hesitated and said.

"That's right."

Brunhill looked at the rolling fields in front of him under the setting sun and took a deep breath, "However, I still want to change all this."

"Well, no matter what, I will be with you and support you." Medes took Brunhill's arm. She stuck out her tongue and blushed slightly: "Unfortunately, I can't help you much."

"No, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I still wouldn't know the truth of these things."

"Yes."

Medes asked again, with a little worry in his voice, "Then when are you going to set off and go to that forest."

"The sooner the better." Brunhill replied, "It's always a threat, and the sooner it can be resolved, the better. Besides, the white wolf that the Crusaders said..."

Brunhill thought of what he had seen.

"Okay, stay safe."

"Prince City is relatively safe, you stay here, and after I come back from the forest, I will go to the next city with you." Brunhill did not know how much the white wolf in Grus' mouth was. powerful.

Just to be on the safe side, I'll keep Medes here.

Good for both.

"Okay." Medes was very understanding, and before Brunhill left, the little maid opened her arms.

Brunhill understood, his cheeks were slightly red, but he still took a step forward. In the setting sun, on the hidden city wall, the two girls hugged each other.

"Be sure to come back safely."

Medes whispered.

"must!"

...

"Wuhu!"

Su Heng appeared in the consciousness of the fifth template White Wolf, and before the White Wolf could react, he smiled and touched the dog's head.

"It's really good, and it still feels great in the hand."

Su Heng sighed with emotion, but couldn't be complacent for too long, "Ouch!"

He lowered his head and saw that his right hand was bitten by the white wolf fiercely in his mouth. Don't say it, it really hurts a little, "Don't say no, I was wrong... Relax, there's no place to get rabies vaccine here."

Have some fun.

The white wolf squatted in the spiritual space with a proud face, flicked his tail, and hummed, "Who asked you to attack my 300-year-old comrade."

"Come on, even if you add up your two lifetimes, you're still no more than thirty years old."

Su Heng shook his hand and replied angrily.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, this time I come to you for an important matter."

"What's up."

Bai Lang was keenly aware that Su Heng's tone had become serious, and she also became serious, changing from the casual lying posture just now to standing.

"That guy, the Brunhill you've been thinking about, she's coming to you."

"It's weird for you to say that, it feels like my lover." Bai Lang whispered, but then her eyes lit up and she said happily, "She came to me on her own initiative, because she finally figured it out and planned to change her evil ways. Yet?"

"No matter what, the other party is the Valkyrie of the Holy City, and you are the head of the undead. It's hard to say who is right and who is wrong."

Su Heng always felt that the white wolf was a little naive.

As the man behind the white wolf, Su Heng had to make her realize the cruelty of the world, "If nothing else, she is here to trouble you, or even to destroy you."

"Destroy me."

The white wolf was stunned for a moment, but he didn't show any particular concern.

"This is also normal. I have learned that she was born in such an environment, and it is inevitable to be deceived."

"However, we are always two different personalities of the former Valkyrie. One day, we will gather together again to fight for the great revival of Terraria."

"You're thinking really well."

For some reason, Bai Lang's optimistic attitude infected Su Heng a bit, "However, the most important thing is to think about how to deal with her."

"That guy's strength is very strong. When I met him last time, he was already close to the powerhouse of the fourth life level. Now that so long has passed, it is no surprise that she should become stronger."

Su Heng said, "I'm not sure if you can handle her. If necessary, I can find some help for you."

"I won't lose to her."

The white wolf raised his head and said loudly, "Because, I am walking on the right path, and she is walking on the wrong path."

"Okay."

Su Heng was no longer reluctant.

It is also a template, and it is also the stage of the third life level limit.

Su Heng also believed that his White Wolf would not lose to Brunhill, and even if an unexpected situation really occurred, Su Heng would be able to intervene between the two by virtue of his own authority.

This level of confrontation.

A small mistake can completely change the outcome of a battle.

Not to mention, now that Su Heng was unexpected, he could almost force the Valkyrie into a stunned state for a few seconds.

I admit that I was hooked.

Flying dragon riding a face, impossible to lose.

...

the next day.

At dawn, the golden sun shines through the overlapping leaves and spills into the rainforest.

Dust levitates in golden beams.

Dressed in light armor, with long silver-white hair **** in a ponytail, the Valkyrie holding the World Tree spear Kungunir appeared in this beautiful and peaceful forest, frowning and looking at the surrounding environment with vigilant eyes.

"call…"

She twitched her nose and felt the fragrance of the earth seep into her body.

The surrounding environment is quiet and peaceful, and occasionally you can see fluffy bears cuddling and playing together, and butterflies flying among the flowers.

"Is there really undead here? Such an environment is not the same as imagined."

After hearing the descriptions of those farmers.

Brynhill originally thought that he would encounter a treacherous forest, a nameless gray fog, a corpse hanged from a tree, etc.... He never expected such a scenery in front of him.

She moved on.

It didn't take long for a patrol team with rudimentary firearms to appear in Brunhill's line of sight.

"These people are not the Crusaders, are they the army formed by those peasants?"

Those people were dressed in shabby but clean clothes, their appearances had been carefully groomed, their bodies were strong, and more importantly, their faces were full of vigor and vitality. Since leaving the Holy Mountain, Brunhill has rarely seen such a vigorous human being.

"Go ahead and ask."

Brynhill thought, getting out of the jungle where he was hiding.

The group of militiamen found the girl with a silver-white ponytail walking out of the deep forest. After experiencing the initial moment of tension, the atmosphere quickly became easy-going.

"what…"

The militia headed by them wore yellow jackets and had strong builds.

He carefully looked at the girl in front of him with his eyes, and after a while, he asked uncertainly, "Are you here to find His Highness White Wolf?"

"White wolf?"

Brunhill was stunned for a moment, and asked back, "How did you know that?"

"Ha, really." The middle-aged man in the yellow jacket said with a hearty smile, "His Royal Highness told us, she specially told our patrol team that if you encounter a particularly beautiful white-haired girl in the forest, she will be ours. Guests, please do not conflict."

"Yes…"

Brunhill felt that he was here to solve a problem, but unexpectedly he was treated as a guest.

She was getting more and more confused.

"Anyway, I'll take you to see our leader, and we'll figure it out when the time comes." Those patrolmen were very enthusiastic. After explaining the task, the captain of the yellow jacket led the way and walked in the direction of the gathering place.

"By the way, girl, you don't have to worry. Our leader is Brunhill, the Valkyrie of Calvary in the past. He is the glory of mankind, the Queen of Winter, and will not harm you."

Seems to be afraid of the girl in front of her thinking.

The team leader in charge of leading the way gave a warm introduction while walking.

"Kelfrey... Northland... Valkyrie..."

"Boom!"

When she heard that word, Brunhill felt like her head exploded, and countless trivial memories appeared in her brain.

"An inch of mountains and rivers is an inch of blood, behind is our homeland, and we have nowhere to go!"

"Kill kill kill! Kill all the aliens!"

"Children, run, those monsters, they're not angels, they're demons!"

Countless pictures and countless sounds emerged from the subconscious ocean. At that moment, Brunhill's brain was empty, his pupils were dilated, and his face became dull and dull.

"Hey, girl... are you all right?"

The militia captain leading the way in front of him was obviously a familiar character.

He murmured along the way, his mouth never stopped, and he couldn't wait for Brunhill's feedback. When he turned around, he found that the white-haired girl's eyes were dull, and the whole person followed him like a puppet. behind.

"I, I'm fine."

Brynhill took a deep breath, cold sweat broke out on his smooth forehead, and his face turned pale.

"You don't look like it's okay, but it's okay, our Highness is proficient in medicine. Any intractable diseases and injuries can be cured by her as long as there is breath, and you will definitely be fine."

The militia captain said enthusiastically.

The two continued to walk forward for a while, and the surrounding forest was apparently cut down, and a large clearing appeared in the lush rainforest.

A town that was hidden in the depths of the forest like a paradise appeared in front of Su Heng. The scale of the town was not large, but everyone in it was in good spirits. It was neither the yellow-faced and thin-faced refugees, nor the The fat head and ears of a nobleman and a farmer.

They are full of vigor, and everyone is enthusiastically completing their work.

When the militia captain walked through the crowd with Brunhill, the people around him greeted him warmly, and everything around seemed peaceful and beautiful.

"You see, happiness only exists in places where the brilliance of the gods cannot cover it."

The pesky black-eyed white wolf reappeared in Brynhill's line of sight, and stated in a gloomy tone.

This time.

Brunhill made no further rebuttal.

Moving forward, the flow of people around became thinner, and only occasionally saw some warehouses for hoarding wood.

Finally, at this time, Brunhill discovered the purpose of the trip.

A huge skeleton with a tall stature and a ferocious face like a centaur in myths and legends appeared in Brynhill's line of sight. The right hand is held in front of him, and some birds with colorful feathers are resting on the palm of the skeleton, and they are pecking at the food in the hand of the centaur skeleton.

"careful!"

Brunhill's expression changed slightly, and he took a step forward to subconsciously stop the militia captain behind him.

"Ouch."

The militia captain felt a sting in his left shoulder.

He hurriedly said, "Hey, girl, don't be impulsive. That centaur is Lord Kalios. Don't look at his fierce appearance, but he has a good personality. He not only helps us reclaim farmland, but also helps us build houses."

"Those undead...help you build houses?" Brunhill said with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Of course."

The militia captain replied with some pride, "Lord Callius used to be a member of the Crusaders. After being revived by His Highness's mighty power, he is still fulfilling his last wish. For us, Lord Callius is not evil. Ghosts and undead, he is the heroic spirit of our ancestors, our elders..."

"Are you afraid of your elders?"

Brynhill was speechless.

The two continued to move forward, and the militia captain continued to say,

"I heard that there are crusaders in this world, and I don't know if hundreds of years have passed, have those crusaders inherited the will of their ancestors~lightnovelpub.net~Continue for the revival of Terraria Fight to protect humanity."

"Girl, do you understand?"

Brunhill thought of Karoo, who killed, mutilated and looted in the small mountain village, and thought of the guys on the city walls who did not hesitate to shoot innocent refugees and take pleasure in it.

She was ashamed, but the Valkyrie's glory did not allow her to lie. "Some Crusaders may have forgotten history and their former glory."

"It's a pity."

The militia captain's voice was a little lower, "Those spirits and wills are more precious than gold."

After this conversation.

The two of them stopped talking and walked quickly through the forest.

More than ten minutes later, after crossing an ancient mountain forest with dense vines, the light suddenly became clear, and the sun was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

Brunhill raised his head and saw a shining silver-white giant wolf sitting gracefully on the raised stone pillar, his figure reflected in the same gray-blue pupils.