[Quick Transmigration] Blame me for the abuse

In the dark sky, the dark blue and starlight recede together, leaving only dark gray clouds lightly pressing on the horizon.

Bartholomew packed his clothes and went to the wilderness not far from the gathering place of the Fett people.

Safe

Quiet and cool, mixed with the smell of dead wood and dry and cold soil.Several Fetts spread their wings and flew by, raising a gust of air.This is the Fett who is in charge of hunting. He set off in the early morning and brought back meat for the tribe to enjoy until night.Although the Fetts don't drink blood, they don't raise animals or grow crops.As pure carnivores, they still retain certain animal habits and stay away from the crowd.

There was a scream from behind, and Bartholomew turned his head. The boy still in a gray robe was standing behind the ginger-haired priestess.Secia nodded at him.Bartholomew then returned to the edge of the wood.

"I promise you, I will do it."

Secia wore a gorgeous scarlet dress, and her long ginger hair covered most of her cheeks. She spread her slender fingers, her dark brown pupils were half-closed, and she stretched out her palm as if searching in the air.Secia's tone became cheerful:

"My people have found your friends."

Inevitably, he smiled happily.However, Noyce still stood silently beside Bartholomew, not intending to speak.Since he handed the gem to Secia last night, he fell into a long silence.Bartholomew tried to question him, but to no avail.Although he is not sensitive, he also feels that the whole thing is becoming more and more complicated. As Noyce, he may be more aware of it.But after all, Bartholomew is not the main character in the whole main story line. Although helpless, he didn't bother to think too much.

"Thank you for your help."

All the way through the woods, and then through the sparsely wooded mines, and finally arrived at the wilderness full of rocks.Even with Secia leading the way, it has not been an easy journey.

Until a large rock approaching the height of a person appeared in front of him, the dark brown eyes in Secia's palm blinked and stopped.

"Blonde knight, the Fetts fulfilled their promise and brought your friends."

The sound of boots stepping on the gravel sounded, and the tip of the sword with a cold glow emerged from behind the boulder. ,

Recognizing that it was the long sword that Clemens had gathered the elements of light, Bartholomew shouted; "Clemens, it's us."

Taking a tentative step forward, the figure of the blond young man gradually appeared behind the boulder.

"Bart, Noyce."

The originally straight blond hair became messy, and the cloak had long since disappeared. Fortunately, the knight's armor was still intact.Clemens frowned, his usual cheerful smile faded, his pale hand still gripping his sword.He nodded to Bartholomew.

"Bart."

Bartholomew understood, and gently tugged Noyce's sleeve, and the two walked quickly to Clemens.Glancing behind him, Melville raised his neck warily. The originally bright fur might have looked dirty due to the days of running around.But Rafal's situation has improved a lot, and he still looks calm.Gray eyes swept over Bartholomew, and Rafael pursed his lips as a polite gesture.

Knowing that everyone is well, Bartholomew turned his head to greet Secia: "Thank you, Secia, thank you and your people. Now, can you show us the next direction."

Not dissatisfied with Clemens' vigilance, Secia bent the corners of her mouth. However, because of the lack of eyes, it was impossible to judge her current expression. She lifted the skirt, and there were screams from the Fett people in the distance The sound came, and she curled her fingers to her mouth.

"Gorda waters."

Immediately, there was a general sharp bird song in response.

light gray fog

Bartholomew was sinking.

Light gray light flickered and swayed on the sea above.Water trickled down my ears.He tried to raise his hand, squinted his eyes, and covered the light that was not dazzling.The voices in my ears are messy and vague, mixed with the turbulence of the sea, and many things flash in my memory, like the children playing near the church when I was a child, or the caravan of the Jihadesa passing through Middleton when I was a teenager The circus, or the early morning birdsong in the forest, the leaves covered with dew.When Bartholomew tried to see clearly, he suddenly woke up again. The light gray light became farther and farther away, and his consciousness gradually moved away, recording a deeper sea.He was like a sleepy old man, powerlessly allowing himself to sink.

His broken mind prevented him from judging whether there was anyone beside him, the cold sea water brushed against his cheeks, and his clothes were indeed dry.He tried to turn over in a delusional way, but he touched a patch of glowing phytoplankton.

In the memory that they could barely piece together, a few people followed the ginger-haired priest to the depths of the wasteland, the increasingly dense boulders, Noyce's calm expression, Rafal's opened and closed lips seemed to be whispering something, Clemens The tip of the sword that lights up due to the infusion of light elements.Secia's voice was vague and soft.

"I fulfilled the agreement."

she said so.

Like a fish, yet seemingly out of this world, Bartholomew thought vaguely.

He waved his hand, as he had done countless times before when he was awake for a moment between drowsiness.Trying to grab something, or verify your own existence.

Slight fluctuations came, but they did not disappear gradually as usual, but became more intense.Clenching cold hands, Bartholomew suddenly woke up.

"Noyes!"

His chest heaved violently, and Bartholomew collapsed on the ground. The clear five senses made him feel as if he was in another world.Covering his eyes with the back of his hand, Bartholomew resisted the discomfort caused by the long dim light and opened them.Under the orange light, he finally saw the figure in front of him clearly.

The black robe covered the whole body, and the man was taking off the hood, revealing a head of blond hair.

"Clemens."

The young man turned around, gave a comforting smile, and strode to Bartholomew who slowly stood up.The soft voice is indeed concerned:

"Bart, how are you doing?"

Nodding his head, Bartholomew smiled secretly when he thought of the Noyce sounded almost at the same time.

"I'm fine, it's just that the power of the elements is not stable, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

"That's good." Clemens turned his head to look at the sky, and switched the sword in his left hand to the other side.

Bartholomew sensed the vigilance around him; "Where is this?"

"Here..." Clemens said with a hint of helplessness in his old soft voice, "This is the other side of the Gorda Sea."

"Hesfal Continent."

Bartholomew murmured.

Orange sun dotted the sky.

"I felt the elemental fluctuations, and the surrounding space was chaotic. Because I felt the light element, I happened to be nearby, so I came to check it out. I didn't expect it to be you."

Bartholomew wanted to ask something, but after thinking about it, he just explained: "I don't know why I was trapped in a place that seemed to be an illusion. If it wasn't for you, I might have continued to be trapped there. Thank you, Clement S. What about the others?"

He put the hood back on, hiding his dazzling blond hair.Clemens motioned for him to follow; "I don't know, we can discuss it slowly later. Let's get out of here now."

The crimson city gate seems to be made of tons of huge stones mixed with mud. Compared with the city gates in the territory of the Pope Trollope, it is less delicate and solemn, but more tall and depressing. The two sides extend infinitely into the distance, seemingly without end.

Few people came in and out of the city gate, only two brown-skinned people with thick brown horns were guarding.

Confirming that his hair was completely covered by the cloak and hood, Bartholomew followed Clemens into the city in silence, his eyes under the hood glanced to the left.When the other party's dark gray eyes swept across, he pretended to be nonchalantly lowered.

Living in Trollope since he was a child, Bartholomew has also read records about the continent of Hesfal from some books.

Legend has it that the Hesfal continent is located on the other side of the Gorda Sea, and the people there are different from the humans on the other side of the Gorda Sea. They respect the dark elements instead of the light elements, believe in the god of the abyss instead of the god of light, worship power, and are ferocious by nature. I prefer fighting and killing.

However, due to the obstruction of the Gorda sea area, the exchanges between the two continents were cut off, and more people just regarded Hesfal as a legend rather than a real existence.

Bartholomew was annoyed that he didn't understand more, but Clemens' calmness reassured him a lot.

It was still very desolate beyond the city gate. After the two walked for a while, Clemens turned into a small road. Dark gray trees lined up at both ends of the road. Needle-like leaves fell from the trees from time to time, covering the orange sunlight.

At the end of the path is a tavern, which occupies a large area. The bottom floor is indeed made of chaotic rocks, which should be built by the power of some element. The upper floor is mostly a sturdy tree house built with tall and thick trees.From a long distance away, one could hear the clamoring voices coming from inside, which was a language Bartholomew had never heard, mixed with low guttural voices resembling beasts.

Push open the wooden door and set off some kind of unknown animal skin.Clemens mouthed Bartholomew to follow closely.

There was a smell of animal fur and a strong smell of alcohol.After Bartholomew took a deep breath to calm his nervous heartbeat, he tugged on his cloak, and followed Clemens around the Hasfals sitting at the low table.

However, he couldn't help himself from looking around, and even sitting, Bartholomew could still feel that most of them were strong and strong.Both hair color and eye color are darker, but the skin color is not necessarily dark or light.

Most people have animal-like organs that are different from humans.The footsteps were in a hurry, and Bartholomew didn't have time to observe carefully. He just spotted a few people with wings similar to those of the Fetts, but they were even bigger.There is also a fair-skinned and rare thin person sitting in the corner with golden and vertical pupils like snakes.

Climbing up a tree house along the narrow wooden ladder, Clemens closed the door carefully.

Lifting the hood slightly, Bartholomew looked at Clemens. He kept his voice extremely low, but spoke very fast.

"This is a border city in Hesfal. There is no country here. The lord of the city is in charge of regional affairs. As you saw just now, the residents here are similar to humans, but there are many differences."

He nodded. Indeed, it has the same visual impact as the science fiction films Bartholomew saw in modern times.

"People here value bloodlines and strength. Most commoners are mixed blood, and then retain the racial characteristics of the stronger parent, but it is not certain whether the power will inherit from the stronger side. So some will become stronger and stronger, and some They are getting weaker and weaker. Their hair and pupil colors are mixed, and most of them are darker. The nobles are more like the humans on the original continent, with fairer skin, but their hair and pupil colors are different. They are dark in color. Most of them have dark bone wings, and although intermarriage with commoners is not prohibited, most of them have parents who are also nobles. Of course, they love to kill like most people on the road."

A few shouts came from outside the house, and then gradually disappeared with a few laughter that seemed to be women.Clemens paused before answering.

say.

"Although there are blond hair here, they are not blessed like the black hair on our mainland, but they are not as disgusted as our mainland to black hair and black pupils. Hesfal believes in the god of the abyss, so the hair that is too shallow Sedo represents weakness and vulnerability to enslavement and bullying."

Habitually caressing the white gemstone ring on his right hand.Bartholomew pursed his lips, and found that it seemed to be getting dark, and the room looked a little dark.

The god of the abyss, the god believed by the Uno elves in the legend, which is different from the gods of light believed by their distant relatives and many continents.So the Uno elves lived in seclusion in the Uno forest for generations.They have dark hair and gray eyes.

After meeting Rafael, these Bartholomews also mentioned it to Neuss, but now it seems that the ancestors of the Uno tribe may have some kind of connection with the continent of Hesfell.But Trollope has too few records about Hesfal, and too many things happened in the end, otherwise he might have a passion for exploration.

"At the beginning, I made a deal with Secia, the priest of the Fett people. She needed the gem that Bishop Brod gave us, and we needed her to help find you and guide us. The dizziness at that time should be Secia's departure The teleportation array, aside from the fact that the teleportation array should be in the hands of the Holy See, she said a word at that time."

Bartholomew paused.

"I've fulfilled the agreement." Lowering his eyes, a few strands of Clemens' blond hair hung down, blocking his expression.

"Yes, but she mentioned the Gorda waters again."

"There is a possibility that the Gorda sea area is the teleportation array, bringing us to the Hesfal continent."

Bartholomew nodded. It was getting late outside, and the light turned dark blue. Clemens lit a candle, and the faint candlelight danced.He suddenly felt a little lost, so that now he felt a little lonely in a foreign land.

"Bart." He came back to his senses, and the cheerful young man in the past looked a little serious. He seemed to be about to say something, but in the end he just put away his sword and fell silent.

The author has something to say:

It's a holiday, I'm coming back mellow.Although I still have to take the driver's license test, it won't be too fast, but no matter what, I won't give up on the essay.Dear friends, you have been waiting for a long time. ?(°?‵?′??)