Chapter 201 Herod’s promotion, the liberation of the sword in the tree’s true name (two-in-one)
The air seemed to condense into ice.
There was silence all around, except for the heartbeat beating like a drum in the darkness.
Hilud stared at the divine clone located in the center of the majestic square, his eyes solemn.
The endless sense of oppression, like being ten thousand meters under the sea, cold and suffocating.
It was as if even his soul was trembling from the sound of the eight-legged steed's hooves.
This trial place located among the ancient trees of Asgard has only a trace of divinity left.
Even so, one can still appreciate the overwhelming divine power of the Divine Lord.
Hilud didn’t understand, how could such an existence be unknown in history, and there was no record of him at all, as if he had been artificially erased?
Da da——
The one-eyed old man who was skinny just now and wearing an eyepatch now has eyes as sharp as thunder. The divine horse under his crotch wore a metal mask, its eyes flashed with a deep cold light, it breathed out a silver arc of breath, and its eight horse hooves made light of fire on the ground.
The old man’s eyes were stern, as if a superior god was looking down at mortals.
Faced with this kind of enemy, Herod tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword and asked hoarsely:
"What is your relationship with the King of the Wild Hunt...?"
Hilud didn’t feel that he could get an answer from the other party.
However, she also wanted to observe the other party's reaction to see if this divinity could communicate.
As expected, the old man did not respond. Instead, he held his hands together and raised the sword high.
It was a sword that was extremely long and wide, as if it could cut a giant dragon in half.
It is huge and heavy, more like a piece of iron than a sword.
In the old man's palm, two majestic magical powers of thunder and fire surged around the sword body.
Endless divine power, supreme will, infinite power, and a terrifying sense of oppression firmly locked Shirud.
Hilud recognizes this sword.
That was the legendary treasure she had heard about since she was a child. The red-haired king once pulled it out of the tree, killed the sanctuary with one sword, and carved out the Sognard Fjord.
The wrath of God!
Suddenly.
The eight-legged horse made a thunderous neigh, stepped on the ground with its eight legs, and rushed towards it like a prairie fire.
The old man's body tilted slightly, and he held the giant sword with both hands. He slashed from bottom to top as if to split the sea into two halves. Even the space trembled from the majestic sword force!
Cold sweat slipped from Hilud's forehead, and she felt extremely heavy.
This is dozens of times more difficult than the first trial!
However, if you don’t complete the trial as soon as possible and get the sword in the tree, you won’t be able to deal with the orc assassins who are chasing after you.
Even the current difficulties cannot be solved, and the promise of reunion will be in vain.
Hilud gritted his teeth, stepped on the ground and rushed out quickly, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he saw the terrifying scene of himself being cut in half.
Zheng!
Outside the square, Hilud was resurrected again.
Her expression was ugly. She looked up at the invincible old man in the center of the platform, feeling a little discouraged in her heart.
However.
The old man spoke:
"Choose a blessing."
Hilud was startled and said in disbelief: "What did you say?"
The old man said nothing and raised his hand to wave.
Three gray streams of light were thrown from the cuffs and landed in front of Hilud.
It turned into three rune stones with dim light and floating in mid-air.
On the rune stone, a line of magic text appeared.
Hilud's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at each sentence one by one.
"Rune Shield: You have mastered rune magic and protection in this trial, and can withstand one damage from the unknown old man."
"Stage of Violence: Obtain a bottle of mead from the unknown old man. After drinking it, you will enter a violent state. The mead will be reset after death."
"Eye of the Wise: After successfully dodging the attack, you can Time is temporarily delayed, and it can take effect three times in each battle."
Hilud was slightly stunned.
Normal blessing should be to inject divinity directly into the soul realm.
But the blessing here seems to be temporarily effective?
She tried to touch the first rune stone. Suddenly, the rune stone cracked and shattered into dust. A stream of light flew out from it and fell into Hilud's body.
Hilud was thoughtful.
I see... these blessings cannot be taken away from the trial site, but they provide a glimmer of hope for passing the trial!
After possessing the blessing of the 'Run Shield', Hilud took a deep breath, held the swift sword, and stepped onto the square platform again.
The old man's will was awakened again.
Using the same moves, he mounted an eight-legged horse and charged, sideways and slashing!
Hilud summoned the Rune Shield.
Bang!
The heavy blow that destroyed the world was offset by the shield, and the entire space trembled for a moment.
Hilud was so surprised that he immediately used his sword skills, and the armor that fell on the old man made a clanging sound of metal collision!
Hit!
Indescribable excitement surged in Hilud's heart.
After the charged charge was offset by the shield.
The nameless old man immediately connected with an incredibly fast slash.
Wow!
Herod appeared outside the square again.
She touched her helmet and felt some phantom pain, muttering to herself:
"I almost turned into Kelya... Hey, the blessing hasn't disappeared yet? ”
Hilud discovered that the blessing of the Rune Shield could still be used, and in the center of the platform, the old man looked at her calmly:
“Choose a blessing”<. br>
Hilud was startled. Can he choose another blessing?
I saw three streaks of light flying out of the old man's cuffs again.
The difference from last time is that this time there is a purple stream of light in the stream of light!
“Lord of the Demonic Wolf·Epic Blessing: You summon two demonic wolves representing greed and gluttony to fight for you. After the two demonic wolves disappear, they can only be summoned again after your next resurrection.”
Hilud: "Choose this!"
Purple light fell into Hilud's body.
She was a little surprised that the blessings could be continuously stacked!
“In other words, as long as I keep challenging, I can continue to stack blessings, and I can continue to be resurrected in the trial field, I can always pass this trial——”
< br>Shilud's eyes flickered under the mask, and he thought to himself:
"The premise is that I have to ensure that my will will not collapse under death and severe pain..."
Just like just now, after being split in half by the old man, even if he was resurrected again, Hilud's heart was still full of depression and fear.
In the challenges one after another, this kind of pressure will inevitably accumulate. Even if there are temporary blessings that can continuously increase the strength, the soul will collapse first.
Hilud had a clear understanding and fell into deep thought.
If you talk about the first level, it tests your learning ability and swordsmanship.
Then in the second level, persistence is more important than personal strength!
Can you persist until the day you defeat the unknown old man?
Hilud thought to himself that he was not absolutely sure, but the pain he experienced during the trial was not without value.
She could feel that the soul power in her body was growing bit by bit.
Breaking through the fourth ring was a few months ago... Hilud's eyes flickered, as if he remembered something, and he took out a chess piece from the space bag.
This is a queen chess piece carved from mahogany, with a warm luster, as if it is often held and played with.
Hilud stared at the chess piece and murmured:
"As long as I can pass this trial... I may be able to step into the five-ring hero level."
"By that time …”
Familiar figures flashed before Hilud’s eyes. They may no longer be alive, or they may be far away from home, but they all showed a gentle and encouraging smile.
“Those who can protect, those who want to protect.”
*
The place of trial, one month later.
In the center of the vast battlefield, two scarred demon wolves swooped out and knocked the eight-legged horse to the ground.
Boom!
The eight-legged horse roared angrily, spitting out thunder before dying, and died together with the two demon wolves.
The nameless old man took the lead in leaping off the horse and landed on the ground. He held the sword in both hands and looked at him with a stern look, as if he was examining a mortal ant, but there was also a trace of approval in his eyes.
In front of him, Hilud's chilling temperament and unstoppable aura were definitely not what he could match a month ago.
And Hilud’s body was filled with colorful blessings.
Rune runes, magic glyphs, violent spells...the blessings obtained through this death all shine on her body, making her look like a human hero comparable to the gods.
It is precisely because of these strange and constantly superimposed blessings that Hilud can withstand the majestic pressure of the unknown old man, resist the fear of facing the gods, and launch attacks again and again.
but.
Hilud has lost count of how many times he has been killed and how many times he has been resurrected.
She stood in this meat grinder-like battlefield, her soul being burned and recast again and again in the furnace. She almost gave up several times, but she still survived to this moment.
This is the first time in so many battles that Hilud has successfully dismounted the unknown old man to fight, and it is also the closest to passing the level.
To be honest, Hilud was already a little numb. Even though the progress was far higher than before, there was no excitement in his eyes. He just held the hilt of the sword tightly and calmly observed the old man's starting position.
To Herod's expectation, the old man did not launch an attack, but stood there, his eyes flashing with deep light, and said:
"The great power woven by the spinning wheel of fate, even as the God King. I can't resist, but outsiders can transcend fate and bring unknown variables to eternity. "
God King? Outsider?
Hilud was stunned in place, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
“What do you mean by what you said?” Herod asked, “You claim to be the King of Gods, but who are you?”
"Losers do not deserve names."
The nameless old man seemed to be giving an oracle, his eyes were indifferent and said:
"Valkyrie, keep struggling before the end that is coming. Well, no matter gods or ants, they all have the right to continue to struggle to survive."
The moment the old man said 'Valkyrie', Shilud was stunned for a moment, and felt that the word seemed to have meaning. It's like magic, reverberating in the depths of the soul.
Suddenly.
Countless rays of lightning fell from the sky, and the unknown old man's figure was as fast as lightning. He stepped on the ground and struck out his sword, as if he was going to completely smash Hilud.
Hilud relied on instinct to dodge, and immediately grasped the swift sword that would not be damaged in the trial ground, leaping up to face the wrathful attack.
Boom! !
At the time of the collision, a deafening sound broke out. The fierce confrontation caused the platform to shatter into cracks. The air flow was crazy, and the trial ground echoed with thunder and roar.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
In the midst of the violent attacks, Hilud's aura continued to rise.
The tree of life in the soul realm is swaying.
Suddenly, a layer of dark golden light spread out!
In this constant duel and huge pressure, Hilud was promoted to the fifth ring!
The divinity in the realm is constantly active due to the breakthrough of Herod's soul power. They rush towards Herod, seeming to compete with the black knight's divinity for her. The realm of the soul within the body.
Hilud had no time to feel happy about his promotion, and his heart felt cold.
It is still unknown where these gods come from. If there is a conflict between gods, it is still unknown whether they can continue to be resurrected!
The old man did not attack because of Herod's flaw, but calmly reminded:
"This divinity is your destiny power, and its name is [ Duel] will become the cornerstone of your creation of the sanctuary in the future."
Duel divinity?
I have never heard of this god.
It may have been submerged in history, but His godhood and divinity are still preserved to this day!
Hilud's thoughts were like lightning, and he opened his soul realm to accept these foreign divinities. They come together to form the shape of a swift sword, and together with the divinity in the shape of chess pieces, they circle around the tree of life.
At the same moment, Hilud's speed surged again, and the nameless old man revealed a fatal flaw in her eyes, and stabbed out the sword decisively!
Hu——
The world seemed to have stopped for a moment.
All sounds became silent at this moment.
The nameless old man hunched his back and stared at the red-haired woman with one eye closed, showing her majestic beauty. He nodded gently and showed a stern smile.
“You passed.”
Boom! !
The old man's figure turned into gray mist and dissipated.
The entire trial place emitted a deafening roar.
A large amount of space debris peeled off, exposing a dark hollow. A portal flowing with runes of light stood in front of Hilud.
Hilud was stunned and still couldn't believe it.
But in front of her, there was a shining giant sword.
It is a legendary weapon, nicknamed God's Wrath, a sword in the tree that can kill an ancient dragon!
Hilud looked at this sword and was even worried that he would not be able to pick up this big sword with the strength of his five-ring knight.
However, the trial site was on the verge of collapse and the situation was urgent. In addition, Hilud didn't know how much time had passed in the outside world, so he had no time to think too much.
She quickly walked to the front of the sword in the tree, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and took a deep breath.
Boom——
Beyond the ancient trees of Asgard.
Arra Byrd, this five-ring assassin from the southern continent, wearing a desert turban and veil, coldly looked down at the Argonians sitting under the wall and taking a nap.
As long as she keeps her companion, she won't be afraid that she won't be able to wait for the red-haired woman to come back.
However.
Arla heard the movement in the distance, looked up, his pupils shrank, showing an incredible look.
The ancient trees of Asgard that have stood firm in the snowstorm for thousands of years are shaking violently at this moment, as if the ancient trees are transforming into war tree men and rising from the mountains!
Suddenly, another conjecture flashed through Arla's mind.
Could it be that a descendant of the red-haired king obtained the famous Sword in the Tree?
It is said that the sword of the red-haired king, the Sword in the Tree, is sealed in the ancient tree of Asgard.
However, the king, the duke, the big pirate... the powerful northern nobles all tried to investigate the whereabouts of the sword in the tree.
How could such a magical weapon really be hidden in the ancient trees of Asgard, and how could it be obtained by that woman in just over ten days?
However.
The uneasiness in Arsa's heart became more and more intense.
As an elite assassin of the Assassin League, his resume is quite impressive, and he even had a glorious record of assassinating the Duke of the Five Rings and walking away. Over the years, what he was proud of was his ability to predict crises... This intuition had led him out of danger many times.
This time, Alci still decided to trust his instincts, and instantly changed his strategy, from taking a long-term approach to catching big fish, to taking hostages!
He jumped down from the high wall, stepped quickly on the shadow, and instantly reached the Argonian Sora.
Sora was suddenly startled. He didn't expect that the assassin had already been ambushing him, and he didn't take action until now!
Faced with a heroic assassin, Sora has no room for resistance!
The moment the dagger was about to strike.
A line of white light shot from a distance, covering Althorn, making his dagger unable to move any further.
Sola was full of surprise, but saw the assassin's eyes full of shock, anger and unwillingness. He immediately turned his spearhead and faced the figure flying back from the sky!
The five-ring hero level has the ability to fly even without the use of flying skills.
In mid-air, the red-haired Valkyrie looked at the assassin with cold eyes, and said coldly:
"We meet again, Elder Arsa."
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"This is impossible!" Al's expression was a little distorted, "How could your forced duel spell be effective on me!"
"Me too, hero level."
Five-ringed one The aura emerged from Xilud's body, and Arsic's expression froze on his face, his eyes full of surprise.
He still remembered that ten days ago, he forced Hilud into a desperate situation, and she finally escaped by chance. At that time, she had just been promoted to the fourth ring.
It has only been a few days and you have already reached the hero level? This is simply a fantasy!
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Affected by the spell that forced the duel, Althorn could only use the frontal attack that he was least good at, using his dagger to collide with Shilud's sword.
After the three combinations, Alci's heart was filled with turmoil.
This is truly heroic strength without a doubt!
The more they attacked each other, the more frightened Arci became.
He had experienced Hilud's sword skills. Although her sword skills were excellent at that time, in Althorn's eyes, they were still extremely immature.
And now, she even has the level of a swordsman master, she is completely different from what she was ten days ago!
To be able to undergo such a huge transformation in such a short period of time, could it be that she deliberately concealed her strength a while ago?
Just a moment.
There were many wounds on Arci's body, dripping with blood and looking extremely embarrassed.
Sora originally thought that he would definitely die, but he didn't expect that Sir Hild would turn back at this time, and even... completely crush the five-ring assassin!
Her eyes were full of shock, but she saw a black light suddenly emitting from Al's cuff.
Without any time to remind him, the dart had already hit Hilud’s eyes.
Clang!
Hilud blocked the dart with his sword, and a fierce look flashed in Arsa's eyes. He suddenly stretched out his hidden sword and stabbed Hilud's heart!
Her combat experience is still too immature, Althorn thought, in this kind of duel where life is at stake, any mistake will lead to death!
However.
Arci's pupils suddenly shrank.
Hilud actually grasped the blade of the Hidden Blade tightly with his left hand, which in turn restricted his movements!
A trace of fear quietly crept into Al Thorn's heart.
This crazy woman deliberately showed her flaws. She didn't want me to leave here alive at all!
In a duel between five-level heroes, if one side wants to escape, it is often difficult for the other side to catch up. Therefore, although the duel is very powerful, the casualty rate will be much lower than that of a low-level duel.
However, Hilud had planned from the very beginning to bury Althorn here!
Suddenly, a sense of crisis bloomed throughout Arci's body once again.
In just a few days, this woman's strength, courage, and combat experience have improved horribly, completely subverting Al's cognition!
He actually felt the fear of death from a girl who was decades younger than him!
Bah!
Arci did not hesitate, immediately cut off one of his arms, and while escaping, he had already waited until the end of the 'forced duel' spell, and escaped quickly!
"It's too late." Hilud said softly.
Like the whisper of the god of death, it sounded faintly behind Arci.
The majestic killing intent locked onto him, and he didn't even dare to look back, for fear that he would tremble all over with fear.
However, he still couldn't help but look back.
Arci's eyes reflected a scene that made the blood in his body freeze.
The Valkyrie's red hair is flying, and she holds a giant sword in both hands.
The sword was huge, as if it exceeded the limit of human swing. Compared with this rough sword, the Valkyrie's figure was so beautiful and slender.
But in Arsa's eyes, that beautiful shadow was no less than the god of death harvesting his soul——
The sword she held in her hand turned out to be the legendary weapon, the Sword in the Trees!
Arci's heart was filled with shock.
The descendant of the red-haired king, she really got the sword in the tree!
From now on, the entire situation in the North will be rewritten because of her!
"You..."
Before he died, Alci squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat, "What exactly did you see in the ancient tree?"
Hilud was silent for a moment, Scenes of being buried under the giant sword appeared in his mind, and he whispered:
"You will see it soon."
The words fell.
boom!
A terrifying slash split the clouds in the sky into two halves.
Hoo——
The rare sunshine in the north emerged from the clouds, illuminating the majestic and tragic ruins of the royal city.
This slash was like the wrath of a god.
It's enough to part the sky and turn souls into ashes.
The Argonian Sora looked up at the sky blankly.
Her eyes reflected Herod, who was bathed in golden light and looked like a god. She swallowed hard.
“Feel——”
Sola looked dazed and muttered to himself:
"Baron Yeats's married life will definitely be very harmonious..."
Hilud fell to the ground, looked at Sola, her cold eyes softened, and said:
"Are you okay?"
"Fortunately, you came in time, Lord Hilud."
Hilud took off his helmet, and a smile appeared on the iceberg beauty's face.
Under the ordeal of fate, keeping the people he values safe and sound is already Hilud's greatest wish.
Sora said seriously: "It doesn't matter that I am being held hostage. You gave me my life. I'm just afraid that he will use me to blackmail you."
Soon, Sora looked up at the sky. , looked at Elder Arci who was floating all over the sky, and sighed:
"I didn't expect that in just a few days, you seem to have changed as a person, so strong!"
< br>“It’s because of the trial.”
Herod briefly summarized his experience in the ancient tree to Sora.
Sora's face was filled with emotion when he heard this, and he couldn't help but said: "I have to experience the pain of being killed every time... I really admire you for persisting."
"Everyone , there will always be a reason to persist."
Hilud looked around and said: "In general, the goal set has been achieved, we have to leave here as soon as possible."
Not only. After being promoted to the Knight of the Five Rings and winning the legendary weapon, Sora was sincerely happy for Sir Hild and immediately asked:
"Then where should we go next?"
Shilud was about to answer when the thunderous sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded in the snow-covered wilderness.
Boom! !
The sky was once again covered by black clouds. Amidst the lightning and thunder, a ghostly black armored cavalry appeared at the end of the vast snowfield.
Wild Hunt!
Right in front of the Wild Hunt army was a man riding an eight-legged horse and wearing pitch black armor, holding a spear that sparkled with thunder.
In the cold wind-swept north, traces of wild hunting always come and go without a trace.
In fact, Hilud also had many questions that she wanted to ask the man in front of her for answers.
She protected Sora behind her, like a military flag standing in the ice and snow, staring coldly at the King of the Wild Hunt in front of the army.
Dark clouds shrouded the sense of oppression from the sanctuary level. Although it was not as good as the nameless old man’s divinity, because he was in the material realm, this pressure was particularly real and strong!
"Just as the prophecy said."
The King of the Wild Hunt looked at the sword in the tree in Shilud's hand, with a hint of appreciation in his tone.
“You have indeed obtained the Sword in the Tree.”
Hilud frowned and said nothing, tightening his grip on the sword hilt.
Although Yeats borrowed the power of the King of the Wild Hunt to kill the apostles, Herod is still not 100% sure about what deal the two made and whether the King of the Wild Hunt is an enemy or a friend. .
At this time, if the King of the Wild Hunt wants to take possession of the sword in the tree, Hilud will have no choice but to fight to the death.
"I am not interested in collecting treasures. I am more interested in hunting."
The King of the Wild Hunt seemed to have penetrated Hilud's thoughts, and his tone was rather cynical.
"I just want to ask you a question..."
"What?" In the cold wind, the battlefield was so quiet, Hilud's voice was particularly cold.
"Have you seen that old man?" the King of the Wild Hunt asked.
Hilud was slightly startled.
“Don’t be so surprised.” The King of Wild Hunt said calmly, “The old man’s origin may be far greater than you think.”
“But even He cannot escape his fate. "The King of the Wild Hunt paused, "That's why He appreciates humans like you and Yeats."
In the mouth of the King of the Wild Hunt, I heard the name of concern, Hilud. His heart tightened and he said coldly:
"In the Jueling Mountains...why did you help Yeats?"
The King of the Wild Hunt: "Because he called me foster father, so you can call me foster father in advance."
“What?” Hilud was stunned.
"Just kidding." The King of the Wild Hunt smiled and immediately answered, "Maybe because...he and I are the same kind."
Same kind... Shirud chewed He looked at this word, his eyes flickered, and asked:
"Are you all, outsiders?"
"As expected of the Black Knight's divine choice."
The King of the Wild Hunt laughed and said:
"As for the outsiders? What, you can ask Yeats.”
“No need.”
Herod said calmly:
"If he wants to say it, he will tell me naturally. If he doesn't want to, there is no point in asking."
The King of the Wild Hunt looked at Herod. After a long silence, as if recalling the past, his voice became a little deeper:
"I came to see you to ask you to do something for me."
"If I don't agree, What?”
"You will agree." The King of the Wild Hunt said, "Because this is related to Yeats's safety."
Hilud's pupils suddenly tightened, revealing a trace of ferocity, like an angry lioness.
Sora understood that what Sir Hild blamed and regretted the most was that he failed to protect his adoptive father, adoptive mother and teacher.
In her eyes, Baron Yeats is an equally important existence.
“Don’t get me wrong, to put it bluntly, I am in your camp, at least for now.”
The King of Wild Hunt said: "In Broken Mountain, there is a coming ceremony of the evil god. The body of the evil eye apostle will come during this ceremony."
"I want you to get rid of the evil god for me." "Eye Apostle."
Hilud was startled and pointed at himself:
"Shall I fight the apostle?"
"Because I have been in trouble recently, and there is a man who is known as the Holy War. The king’s guys are chasing me in the divine realm. I can’t show up casually. Meeting you is also a risk.”
The King of the Wild Hunt sounded a little helpless: "I can't help Yeats, but you can, or in other words, with Grammer, you have this ability."
"Oh, by the way, Grammer is that I can call you the real name of the sword in the tree, but you can’t call it casually. This is related to the [liberation of the real name]”
If Yeats were here, he would definitely complain about any suture monster, FATE. Finished sewing.
Hilud seemed to understand but not understand. After the Remiel incident, she also knew that the Apostles would fight Yeats to the death, and getting rid of the evil eye was also linked to her position. She asked:
"What should I do?"
"Protect him and help him obtain the Silver Dendrobium Sword." The King of Wild Hunt said solemnly, "If necessary, I will risk my life."
The air was oppressive and the cold wind was biting. Hilud was silent for a long time and whispered. :
"Life is very precious, and everyone has only one life."
The King of the Wild Hunt half-smiled: "What's your answer?"
"I will go to Broken Mountain.”
Herod paused and said, "When will you leave?"
"Now that you have mastered the ability to fly, my crow will bring you an oracle."
A burst of black mist Surges came, covering the King of the Wild Hunt and his army, and his voice came from the thick fog.
“The Sword of Silver is a sword that can obliterate the existence of gods. The God of Darkness once shot the God of Light with this sword. After that, the Light Priesthood was controlled by the Holy Light today.”< br>
“But, as the poet wrote——”
"'The wind blows from east to west, from north to south, ignoring night and dawn
What do you mean by dawn?'"
The figure of the King of the Wild Hunt , disappear completely.
Hilud stood on the empty ruins and murmured to himself:
"Broken Mountain, the Sword of Silver..."
If I can help Yeats obtain this weapon, I believe he will be able to protect himself even if I am not around.
*
Jianhe University, riverside palace.
Yeats prepares to set off for Broken Hill.
The immortal flower of Witch Night can restore Hild's appearance, so he must make this trip.
Boom!
The door was knocked, and Gray walked in, strangely saying:
"Yeats, there were a lot of squirrels in the yard this morning. Someone must have used the animal messenger spell. Do you want to Don’t you want to come out and take a look?”
“Squirrel?”
Yeats was startled, then overjoyed.
Most likely it's dental drilling, so let's face it!
(End of this chapter)