There was nothing extra in the empty room. The man's eyes finally stopped on the stack of boxes and took down the frame on the top. He looked a little quiet, his unshaven chin and the corners of his mouth were slightly lowered, and his eyes fell through the reflection of the black-framed glasses and fell on the photo:

The cheering boy on the photo, just like many years ago, seemed to freeze the time at that moment, and the images left by ancient technology seemed a little old now. But it was not long ago, but what happened seven or eight years ago just felt like it had been a century.

The memories of that time became a little blurred—

He gently pulled out the photo and turned it around. There were some small words written on the back of the photo:

‘Zhang Yu, r.e.D,Flutter_b,Ag,—R.’

Looking at each name above, the man's eyes shrank slightly.

Until the voice of urging came from outside. "F, how long will you have?"

The man put down the photo, and the cynical expression appeared on his face again. He turned around and responded: "It's faster than you thought."

That clean and handsome face appeared outside the door and smiled slightly:

"As a single dog, it's not good to be so fast."

F also chuckled and looked at the latter and said, "It seems that you are in a good mood and are making these old jokes. Why, Yao Yue praised you as a 'good baby' again?"

R's brows pounded and said angrily:

"Speak human words."

F smiled faintly, unfathomable, "This is what you asked for."

"Well, I'm not here to joke with you," R sighed: "How are you preparing?"

F shrugged, "Don't I say it, it's faster than you think."

But R did not look at him, his eyes crossed behind him and turned to the empty wall there—there were several shelves left on it, which should have been filled with the various glory they had received.

But those glory, like this wall at such a moment, had long disappeared and became something that only existed in memory in the past. Even memories may have faded a little. People may still remember everything after that, but the center of the storm at that time was deliberately faded...

He turned around. "But you have to remember that you haven't been there for several years, and your technology is changing with each passing day. The things we knew at that time are no longer the most cutting-edge technology now. The intensity of super competition is getting higher and higher, and you should know how outstanding those rising stars are."

"But it's still a little worse than me."

R looked at his companion and said nothing.

"Okay," F shrugged his shoulders again: "You know, I have always followed the community. You said I wasn't doing serious business, but I've actually been doing serious business, right?"

"There is still a gap between the things in the community and the reality."

"For some people, have you forgotten that person?" F smiled: "To put it, we are all brought by him, and you..."

R couldn't help but remember that person.

But he soon came back to his senses and interrupted, "Okay, I understand what you mean - I wish us success first, may the God of Luck be favored."

"I remember, you didn't believe in the Gods in Aitalia."

"But people always believe in something."

F Haha smiled.

"Leave it to me," he pushed his glasses, "I'm afraid some people will not be able to sleep now."

R looked at the other party, and it was rare that he did not refute once.

...

Ye Hua stood on the hill and looked at the corpses all over the ground.

The cold moonlight shone on the hills, and the surrounding forests had long disappeared. I bent down and grabbed a handful of soil on the ground. I saw the soil sanding in my palm at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the wind blew, the sand and gravel passed through my fingertips and disappeared into shady and invisible.

Looking around, the guards of the King of Sand had already cleaned the battlefield and left, and he was the only one left here. The night in the desert cooled quickly. At this moment, the night wind blew, and it seemed a little cold. The King of Rangers let out a light breath, and the water vapor condensed into frost and turned into a faint white mist.

He walked forward a few steps, stopped again, flipped over one of the bodies, looked at the black patterns on his neck and shoulders with a steady look, and said nothing.

Some indescribable feelings linger in my heart.

After pausing for a moment, he continued to move forward and repeated this action until he carefully examined the hundreds of headless corpses here.

Finally, he stood up straight and stood in the night wind.

Many scenes of scenes flashed through my mind for a moment.

From the Battle of Byrne thirteen years ago to the later

He picked up a broken sword from the ground and looked at the reflection of the blade that shone his face. After hesitating for a moment, he let go of his hand and threw it away.

A broken blade flashed through a flash and fell into the foot of the mountain.

Ye Hua clapped his hands and then slowly walked down the hill.

The young man holding the sword was waiting for him downstairs.

...

After tying the sails, Fang Yu threw away the cable in his hand in a restless mood, raised his head, and looked at the night sky - the stars in the sky, like countless gazes, but they were silent and silent, just staring at everything.

After his eyes passed over the lonely sail, he saw Ye Hua walking towards him with a longbow under the small boat.

The King of Rangers came under the boat, looked up and said, "Ed, I have something to say to you."

Fang Yu was stunned and nodded quickly, jumped off the boat, clapped his hands, "God Ye Hua, is there anything wrong?"

Ye Hua said straight to the point:

"I heard you are going to go back to Questak?"

Fang Zhu nodded.

"Go back and save your own people?"

"besides……"

"And also agree to the request of the king of sand Babartan to intervene in this war between the Istanians and the sand thieves?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Fang Yu was slightly stunned, and then he realized that there was an implicit objection in the other party's words.

He looked at the King of Rangers in confusion. Ye Hua looked at him silently, his expression slightly serious.

"Take your hands, Ed," Ye Hua said slowly, "It's still time to pull away now."

"Wait," Fang Yu was shocked. Why should we pull our hands? Not to mention that nearly half of the members of the Seven Seas Brigade remained in Questak, and Silweid was also there. More importantly, as the conscripts, how could they watch the Sand Pirates attack a precarious city without giving help?

Isn’t that what the Stargate Declaration advocates?

He simply didn't believe that this would be what the king of raids in front of him could say. In his memory, the other party was famous for his unruly and fighting spirit, and it was proved at the Southern Conference not long ago. The loud "Dissance Order" is still talked about by people.

"So you want to go to Questak and rescue the city from the hands of the Sand Thieves... Ed, do you think that you have become a hero?"

Ye Hua looked at him and suddenly asked steadily.

"That's not..."

Fang Zhu's face turned slightly red and he said in a disoriented manner.

But who doesn’t have a small dream? If it weren’t for pursuing the dream of becoming a hero and a knight, who would have come here?

What's more...

Ye Hua finally smiled, "I understand, there is nothing to be embarrassed about in this."

"But more, it's because of responsibility... For various reasons, if you make a decision and make a promise, you must complete it. And when these things become responsibilities and you carry them one by one, you will naturally become the heroes in people's mouth..."

He couldn't help but think of himself.

When he took over the Southern Alliance from the former president, he never thought that he would be here today?

Fang Yu asked in a daze: "Is there anything wrong with this?"

"There is nothing wrong with this," Ye Hua shook his head: "It's just that there are some responsibilities you can bear at the moment, but there are some responsibilities that will only crush you."

The Ranger King paused for a moment before saying, "Ed, if you want to save people, I can help you save them. You'd better not show up in Questak, because it will only cause you endless trouble-"

Fang Yu was completely confused: "Why?"

This question made Ye Hua silent for a while before he spoke: "Ed, actually, I don't recommend that you intervene in the conflict between these two parties so early-"

"The conflict between the two sides?"

Is it the Sand Potter and the Kingdom of Istania? Or the blind follower and the King of the Sand?

Or is the Flor's family and the Rainbow?

But he quickly reacted and realized the other party's identity: "God Ye Hua, you mean, between the Super Athletic League and the Free Selector"

Ye Hua nodded gently.

Fang Yu couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't understand what the current war between the Istani and the sand thief had to do with the Super Athletic League? However, he felt that the other party was pointing something, and thought for a while before smiling bitterly: "God Ye Hua, are you saying it's too late? They have long been eyeing me, and in Tansnier, I rejected their proposal-"

"'They'?" Ye Hua asked back: "Does it mean BBK?"

Fang Zhu also nodded.

Ye Hua pondered for a moment, but said, "I know you have some small conflicts with the Super Athletic League. You even messed up their plans in Vanrik, which made BBK's tens of millions of investment waste. But these are nothing. They will even send you an olive branch - and even if you reject their kindness, they will only use some small means within the rules to disgust you. This is not what I want to express..."

Fang Yu didn't expect the other party to say this, and couldn't help but calm down.

Ye Hua continued:
To be continued...