The King of Elden does not die alone!

Even though he has full confidence in his own abilities.

But Mia still couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

But compared to Patch.

She was apparently pretty good.

Following behind Patch, Mia could clearly see the big bald head that kept spinning.

It's almost there.

"be honest!"

Mia growled.

Patch muttered reluctantly, "Just looking."

Mia retorted.

"At least pretend to be like this!"

Apparently, Patch didn't know that there is a book called "The Actor's Self-cultivation"

Now is the time when both of them need to show their acting skills together.

It took them another half an hour to get close to the ruins in the distance.

The ruins of what was once a village, its name long forgotten in the river of time.

Of the structures made of earth, wood and stone, only the stones remain.

The stones have experienced countless storms, but they still stand there, as relics left by happy people in the past, tenaciously accepting the test of time.

Even though there are troops stationed in the ruins, there is no intention to rebuild the ruins.

As she approached, Mia could only see the tops of some tents, slightly above the ruins.

It's like bamboo shoots popping out of the ground after the rain.

On the grass beside the ruins were several huge carriages pulled by giants.

But no giant was there.

At the entrance to the ruins, stood a soldier.

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Mia thought there would be at least some resistance or questioning, but

However, the soldier only turned his head slightly and took a look.

Other than that, they did not react to the people who were walking towards them.

Mia had a blindfold over her eyes.

Therefore, she could observe her surroundings without anyone knowing.

She clearly saw that the soldier on guard still had a golden glow in his eyes, just like Wilden.

It was definitely not the rotten white eyes of a zombie.

But they still walked into the ruins with arrogance.

Even if someone looked over, no one would stop them, and no one would ask questions.

Mia was a little surprised.

When they were trying to get past the tree guards, they were almost exposed. But now there are more people in front of them and more possibilities of attracting attention, but there is no resistance at all.

Was it because he was too lax in his defense? Or was it because he trusted Wilden too much, who was wearing the same uniform as the two of them?

When walking into the streets of the ruins.

This is indeed a military camp.

However, what caught his eye was not the solemn atmosphere of the military camp as expected.

The soldiers of the King's Army, wearing robes of trees and beasts, gathered around a bonfire in the ruins.

There were almost no people on guard or patrol.

Some were sitting, some were standing, and some were half lying down.

Weapons and equipment were all piled up in a mess.

There was almost no speech in the entire camp, just like the ruins themselves. The human figures were unable to bring the ruins back to life.

These soldiers, if they were not breathing, no one would consider them alive.

Compared to real people, their postures are more like wax figures.

Maybe they can just stare into space, stare into the bonfire, stare into the street, stand into space, lie down into space...

If the bonfire went out, all they would do was add some more firewood and then continue to stare blankly.

The three men passed between the soldiers.

Mia breathed carefully, as cautiously as a sheep walking among a pack of wolves.

A soldier with a sword on his waist and a brass shield walked past the three men.

He was not as tall as Wilden, but in the eyes of faders like Patch and Mia, the two-meter-plus King's Army soldier was still a giant.

Mia suddenly turned her head to look at the soldier.

She realized that even if she looked around, she would not attract the soldier's attention.

It seems like they are machines. As long as the incident is not serious enough to exceed a threshold and trigger a switch, these soldiers of the King's Army will operate silently and numbly.

Nothing has changed.

Are they really human?

The girl's heart beat slightly faster.

These soldiers really seem like just NPCs in a game.

Compared with Wilden, there is a huge difference.

Seeing the soldiers' shrunken cheeks, the effect called the uncanny valley began to take its toll on Mia's mind.

The faces of these soldiers...are more like mummies than Wilden's...

No, that's not right.

Mia recalled.

When I first met Wilden, he was sitting in the study cave, and his face was indeed not much different from these soldiers.

All the features that belonged to one person were shriveled up into shriveled skin and flesh, making all the soldiers look the same.

but...

What about Wilden now?

While in Noon, Wilden's face looked old and sagging, as if he were in his seventies or eighties.

Mia dispelled a civilian's doubts by saying that she looked old.

Mia had just seen Wilden's face, which looked like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

There was a beard on his face that was not there when they met.

It was not until Mia saw the King's Army soldiers in the ruins that she suddenly realized how much Wilden had changed.

Because they were together day and night, she didn't even notice that Wilden's face was not much different from that of an ordinary person.

Why? What was the reason that made Wilden, who looked like a mummy when he first met Mia, become like this?

Why do the soldiers of the King's Army always look like mummies?

Is it related to her?

Mia could only guess.

Mia's thoughts were interrupted by the undisguised sound of metal friction coming from the front.

Just ahead something was gleaming in the 'sunlight'.

Looking closely, they saw a knight wearing heavy armor and a helmet walking towards them.

Wilden held the leash without saying a word.

The knight held a huge metal tower shield and a spear. Mia thought he would mechanically pass by Wilden, who was leading the two Faded Ones, just like the patrolling soldiers before.

But the knight ahead slowed down.

Mia looked at the pair of golden eyes through the slit in the helmet and quickly lowered her head.

In fact, this was not a necessary action because the girl's eyes were covered with cloth and no one knew where she was looking.

The knight slowed down his pace, but did not try to stop or scold.

He...oh no, it was her. Even though the knight's voice was as hoarse as the friction of stone, Mia could still tell that it was a female voice.

"You, alone?" the knight asked briefly.

This was the first time Mia heard other sane golden tree people speak after Wilden.

Of course, Kale doesn’t count, because he is from a nomadic tribe, not a citizen of the Golden Tree.

In response to the knight's question, Wilden nodded.

Mia wondered if Wilden's answer was reasonable enough for the King's Army.

But according to her common sense, a knight should be considered an officer, and Wilden's response was obviously not the attitude towards a "superior".

Sure enough, she noticed the Knight paused, staring at Wilden.

Mia was prepared to be further questioned, or even directly exposed.

Then, a few breaths passed and the knight did not do so.

Then, just like the soldier before, she passed by the three people directly.

Nothing was done.

After passing Wilden, the Knight seemed to let out a sigh.

Mia didn't hear it very clearly, maybe it was just an illusion.

But the girl couldn't help but look back.

However, the knight did not look back, and the tall white tail feathers on his helmet trembled with her steps.

The ropes on his hands felt a pull, but the pull only lasted for a moment. Realizing that someone had stopped, Wilden looked back.

Mia hurried forward.

Soon, they left the ruins. Mia roughly estimated the number of soldiers stationed in the village, conservatively estimating that there were about one or two hundred people.

The ruins face away from the Storm Level, so there are no guards at the rear entrance or exit.

And the Storm Level is just around the corner.

Sheer cliffs stand on both sides of the level, and the closer you get to them, the more you can feel their height.

But, on both sides of this level...are those fields?

The field ridges are fairly neat and do not interfere with the grassland.

But the plants among them almost all looked unhealthy, thin and short, crooked and arranged in a disorderly manner.

They are not so much food as food.

It's better to say it's dogtail grass.

A few scarecrows are inserted in the fields in a funny way, which makes people wonder whether birds will really destroy such fields. Perhaps the wild fruits that can be found everywhere in the wild are more nutritious than the food produced by these weak plants.

"Which one is..."

There was no one around, so Mia boldly asked Wilden

"It's wheat," Weldon replied.

Then, Melina took over Wilden's conversation.

She didn't show up, but her voice was clearly heard by Mia.