When Joel opened his eyes again, he saw a dim and moldy ceiling. A faint light poured in from the window next to him. The blue smoke flowed in the light. Joel licked his cracked lips, but there was no saliva on his tongue. Under his body was soft straw, and his head was covered with moldy clothes. The flames in the fireplace next to him gently licked the firewood. The smoke came out more than the heat.

Am I still alive? Joel turned his head and placed next to his head was the helmet full of scratches, rust crawling over the surface, and covered with large black blood stains. It was taken off a corpse by Joel. Joel was covered with a thick quilt, which also smelled moldy. His body was not worn under the quilt. Even if the quilt was thick, Joel still felt cold. He frowned and wanted to get up, but he pulled the wound on his body. The stinging pain made his drowsy brain wake up a lot.

"Hmm? Are you awake?" It was the Alpine voice. Joel did not see him, but heard the thud of his iron boots stepping on the wooden floor. "It's better not to move around. Iron Fist has given you medicine. Don't look at him like that. His secondary profession is a doctor. The ointment is made by himself, and the effect is good."

The Alps' series of words made Joel unable to react, "Where am I?" He opened his mouth, "Where are the enemy..."

"This is an old house in the residential area. The original owner has been killed. Now Sir Via is temporarily renting us. As for the enemy, they have all escaped. I mean, all those who survived have escaped. They caught the son of Sir Fatty and then escaped into the wind and snow." At this time, Joel finally saw the iron boots of the Alps. Then he raised his head and saw the face hidden in the shadow of the Alps. This time he did not wear a helmet. "My... friends found you lying in the snow and saved you. If your empty hp bar had not disappeared, they would have thought you were dead."

"Where is the cathedral? It's in the cathedral..." Joel asked nervously, but he felt dizzy when he said too many words.

"The cathedral is nothing, surprisingly, the spire was almost burned to char, but it did not collapse," Alps paused, "except for the old nun dean who was killed by the Duchy, the other nuns were safe and sound."

Are you safe and sound? Joel breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart that had been hanging around was finally relieved. It's great, Hemi is fine.

"How long has it been...?" Joel suddenly remembered this. How long has I been in a coma?

"How long? Not long after, it was only one day. The exaggerated blizzard stopped this morning. At first, I thought it would be for three days and three nights in a row. This was good news." As he said that, Alps sat cross-legged next to Joel, with iron armor twitching. Joel also saw Alps' face clearly for the first time: it was a very handsome face. Although most of the mercenaries' faces were very handsome, they were all different from this face. The latter looked like a handsome man made too exaggerated, while Alps' face was natural, with soft and golden hair trimmed neatly, and the cynical face always had a smile that seemed to be very close, but very far away.

"You... don't know me, right?" asked Alps.

"Hmm?" Joel didn't think much about it, just shook his head.

"Well, that's true." Alps nodded, "Olaf told me that although he didn't believe it,... he still wanted to confirm with you."

"What?" Joel looked at the ceiling, his body had no strength at all. The hp bar above his field of vision was only one-third, but he was still recovering at an extremely slow speed.

"You... aren't human, right?" Alpine said in a sad tone.

"You..." Joel coughed gently, feeling his lungs burning, "Are you scolding me?"

"Hmm? Ah, I don't mean that!" Alps scratched his head awkwardly, but soon he covered up his embarrassment, "I mean, you... aren't a real person, right?"

The real person? Joel frowned, "I don't understand what you mean." Someone asked similar questions before, and Joel also answered the same way as the last time, "I am... a native kingdom, or Adam." This statement is very strange. Joel closed his eyes and did not continue to study. But he knew that this is what the Alps wanted to ask.

After Joel closed his eyes, Alps did not speak anymore, and the room fell into a depressing silence. The blue smoke floating in the room exuded a choking smell. The tongue of flames finally ignited the thick firewood. The flames jumped into fog on the burning pile of firewood, and the warm orange light slowly filled the room.

"Joel, I still want to tell you something." It seemed that after careful consideration, the Alps finally made up their minds to say what they thought. "I..."

The door suddenly opened with a creaking sound, "Is Joel awake?" Mu Xiaoqiao, wearing a gray cloak, pushed open the door and walked in, scaring Alps.

"You, you, why are you here?!" Alps shouted in panic, and then he quickly took out his helmet from his "backpack" and put it on his head, "There is no one behind you?"

"No one, no one." Xiao Qiao waved his hand impatiently, holding a clay cup in his other hand. "I brought Joel a glass of honey with spices and raisins. I think he was almost starving to death." As he said that, Xiao Qiao sat down next to the Alps, "Come on, help him up!"

"Hey, he is a serious wounded person, so you can't move around casually!" Alps had not yet eased from the panic just now.

"Will you be responsible if he starves to death?" Xiao Qiao glared at Alps fiercely, with a hint of anger in her green eyes. Alps was so choked that she could not reply, so she had to look at Joel.

"Then I will help you up, and if it hurts, I will scream." As he said that, Alp took off his iron gloves, reached out to the back of Joel's neck, and helped him up. Joel was covered in wounds, making Alp cautious, afraid of touching the wound. But even so, Joel still hummed in unbearable pain, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

Xiao Qiao brought the clay cup to Joel's mouth. He could feel the warmth from the mouth of the cup alone. The sweet honey wine poured down his stomach, as if it had injected vitality into Joel's body. His body, which had been cold before, began to warm up slowly. Joel could taste a large spoonful of sweet winter honey into the honey wine. The more he drank it, the sweeter it felt. Joel frowned and wanted to stop, but Xiao Qiao did not mean to take the cup away.

"Drink them all," she said proudly, "Iron Fist said that your body urgently needs sugar now, so I will add a large spoon of honey to you! Humph, it's amazing!"

Joel drank all the honey wine in the cup in pain, feeling that the sweetness almost lost his sense of taste.

"Hey, hey, have you put too much? Look at Joel's appearance, it seems very painful!" Alps also saw Joel's painful expression.

"Is there?" Xiao Qiao looked at it, blinked his eyes, and then waved his hand disapprovingly, "It must be that you have hurt him, let him lie down quickly!" Xiao Qiao stood up and said, "I'll go find Olaf, he told me that Joel would wake up and notify him immediately."

"Ah, wait." As he said that, Alps also stood up. He walked to Xiao Qiao and took the cup from her. "I'll go find him. Are you here to take care of Joel. Where is Brother Xiong now?"

"He should be helping to clean up the corpses of the townsmen in the market, right?" Xiao Qiao thought for a while, and he really didn't want to get close to the corpses buried under the snow, so he nodded, "Okay, go. I'll wait for you here."

"Okay." Alps left the room in panic, and the sound of armor colliding.

As soon as the Alps left, Xiao Qiao looked at Joel lying on the floor, "He didn't tell you anything strange, did he?"

Joel paused, "No."

"That's it." Xiao Qiao didn't ask any more questions, so she sat on the floor next to Joel, leaning against the edge of the stone fireplace. "Do you feel better?" Xiao Qiao asked very normally.

"Yeah." Joel really didn't have the strength to speak at this moment, so he could only try his best to stay awake. He had already slept for a long time, and Joel warned himself that he would leave here as soon as his body could move.

"Big Bear and Al have something to hide from me, it seems to be related to you," Xiao Qiao put his head over and looked at Joel suspiciously with green eyes, "Do you have a clue?"

"Hmm..." Joel responded.

"Do you know or don't know?" Xiao Qiao frowned, as if she was a little unhappy, but when he saw that Joel didn't answer, he turned his head, "Go, forget it."

Joel breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't know how to deal with this changing mercenary lady. But Joel was obviously too happy. Xiao Qiao immediately changed the question and asked, "Joel, do you do anything in reality?"

Joel was silent for a moment, "Rabbit Hunter."

"Rabbit Hunter? What is that? Rabbit catcher?" Xiao Qiao looked at Joel in confusion, "Is there such a profession now? I thought rabbits are only available in the farm." Joel pretended not to see her gaze and did not answer.

"Okay, the next question." Xiao Qiao asked relentlessly, grabbing a straw and holding it in his hand, and then tearing it apart, "Is Joel married?"

Joel was silent for a long time. Xiao Qiao did not rush to ask questions. She just looked at Joel curiously. Joel turned his head and looked at the light outside the window. Just when Xiao Qiao thought Joel would not answer, Joel replied hoarsely, "Yes."

"Oh oh oh? Really?" Xiao Qiao seemed very surprised. "The other two people in our team refused to tell me. It's really worrying. They are all very old, but it would be bad if they were still a bachelor. But Big Bear should have been married, but he was very nervous and refused to say anything." Xiao Qiao sighed and made a helpless expression, "How is it? What kind of person is Joel's wife?"

"She..." Joel swallowed, and it was very difficult to tell the fact, "died."

"She...go, die..." Xiao Qiao immediately covered her mouth, but she realized what she had to say, so she let go of her mouth again, "I, I, I didn't ask this on purpose!" So she immediately became restless, "Yes, I'm sorry! Forgive me, Joel!" Xiao Qiao apologized excitedly, and stood up, "Forgive me! I didn't mean it!" As she said that, she looked up embarrassedly and looked out the window, "Hey, huh? It's so strange, why haven't Al been back for so long? I, I'll go and see! You lie down and don't move!"

Without waiting for Joel to say something more, Xiao Qiao left the room as if she was away. When she left, she even forgot to close the door. The cold wind blew in through the crack of the door, and the howling sound of the cold wind outside the door also penetrated into this stuffy little room.

"Huh." Joel breathed a breath of white air, "It's so cold."

...

"They didn't tell you anything strange, did they?" Olaf looked at the two heads outside the window and showed a puzzled expression. Joel also looked out the window. Outside the blurry window glass, Alps and Xiao Qiao were lying their heads and looking inside.

"Nothing." Joel said hoarsely. After drinking the glass of sweet honey wine, Joel's physical strength gradually began to recover. The cold feeling in his body was driven away, and the pain on his body became more and more obvious. Every wound was itchy and painful. The pain made Joel frown, and beads of sweat were constantly sliding down.

When Olaf came, he took a kettle and poured a glass for Joel. Joel drank it in one mouthful. "I thought it was wine." Joel said with a grief. He needed alcohol to numb the pain of the wound.

"Iron Fist says water is better, but it is better to mix it with honey." Olaf said sincerely.

"No, no honey." Joel swallowed, then lay down again, touching the wound on his body made him feel in great pain.

"Maybe I should come to visit you tomorrow?" Olaf asked uncertainly as he looked at Joel's pale face.

"You don't have to care, I'm fine." Joel took a breath of air conditioning, "It's just... it hurts a little."

"Okay." Olaf nodded, put the cup and kettle on the side floor and approached the fireplace. "Do you know what's going on with you?" Olaf asked straight to the point.

"I don't know." Joel also answered truthfully, why can't he die? He also wanted to figure out this matter himself. He knew that as long as the matter of being a sleepless person was exposed, he would be burned to death, but Olaf and others should be able to believe it, and Joel could still be sure of this.

"If you were also a player, I would suspect that you might have used some kind of plug-in, but this?" Olaf looked serious. "Your blood bar was locked at the lowest point. Even though you had three fatal injuries on your body, you still did not die, which is unprecedented in Adam."

Although Joel seemed to understand, he probably knew what Olaf wanted to express. "The legendary sleepless people would not be killed. Only by burning them to ashes with flames can they truly die." Joel said gloomyly.

After hearing Joel's words, Olaf touched his furry chin and thought, "If that's the case, is it really the impact of the return of the magic age?"

"Whatever this is, I'm not safe in Lengshi Town now," Joel moved his fingers under the quilt, opening and closing, "I have to leave here."

"Where do you want to go?" Olaf asked in confusion, "maybe I can help you."

Joel did not refuse immediately. Indeed, it would be much easier if there were mercenaries to help. "In short, stay away from this land and go to the kingdom. It is no longer peaceful here," Joel said bitterly, "it is no longer peaceful."

"I know a safe place," Olaf nodded, "but that was before, I don't know what's going on now. But no matter what, I'll help you."

"Thank you very much." Joel paused, "I owe you too much."

"Good rest, man." Olaf said heavily, "This may be a game for us, but for you..." As he said that, Olaf shook his head, then he stood up, his tall body blocking the firelight from the large fireplace, and the shadows cast on the window.

"Wait, friend." Joel shouted in pain, "I have...an important thing I want...please."

"What?" Olaf stopped, for the first time he heard Joel say such words.

"I want... um..." Joel gasped, sweat slid down his forehead, "I want to take... my daughter."

"Your daughter?" Olaf widened his eyes. It was the first time he heard this. "She is in Lengshi Town?"

"She's called...Hermi..." Joel's consciousness began to go away, and the pain made him dizzy, "She... is in the cathedral..."

"Hermi..." Olaf was silent for a moment, and he remembered something.

"Please...don't let her...know that I'm still... alive..." Joel insisted and his voice became weaker and weaker, and finally turned into an indecisive mumbler, and finally fainted.

When Olaf walked out of the house with a heavy face, the iron fist was leaning against the door, and Xiao Qiao and Alps immediately surrounded him.

"How is it?" Xiao Qiao asked nervously, "He... didn't say anything, did he?"

"Or something else happened?" The Alps also seemed a little nervous.

"Hey, you two calm down," Tie Fist said helplessly, and then he looked at Olaf, "You look bad, man."

Olaf gritted his teeth. He looked around and after confirming that no one was there, he pulled the other three closer and whispered, "Do you know the girl Sir Via's son is going to marry?"

"Girl?" Xiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, then blinked, "That little girl who heard that she could convey the oracle?"

"What does this matter to us?" Tieqin frowned, obviously he had a bad premonition.

"She..." Olaf paused, but frowned, and after making up his mind, he said, "Joel asked us to take her with him, which is important to him."

"Kidnap a npc?!" Xiao Qiao widened her eyes, "What are Joel thinking?" Then Xiao Qiao looked at the Alps and looked at the two of them again. Neither of them was as surprised as Xiao Qiao, as if this was expected. "Hey, do you know something, and then don't tell me?" Xiao Qiao frowned.

The three men looked at each other. "I will tell you then," Olaf said in a comforting tone, "This matter is... very complicated, I promise I will tell you later."

"It's true!" Xiao Qiao glared at the three of them viciously, and Alps and Iron Fist hurriedly looked away. "Hmph! Forget it!" Xiao Qiao said and moved her knuckles and made a creaking sound. Her eyes were always staring at Alps. "Anyway, I just happened to be in a bad mood. The fat jazz's idiot son let the tutelage go and the tutelage was not punished. He actually wanted to take such a young girl as his wife... Humph, see how I deal with him!"

"Hey, do you really need to do it? This is just an enemy of Leng Shi Town." Tie Fist was ashamed of Xiao Qiao's anger. "After all, the map mission is about to start. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to do such a thing at this time?"

"No matter what map mission he is! Anyway, Bai Rose is here! I think there is nothing wrong with it!" Xiao Qiao said with a tantrum without any hesitation, "It's better to have a vote at this time!"

"Ahem, Sister Qiao, Sister Qiao, be careful, be careful." Alps advised with a dry smile, "Don't be heard by the guards. It will be bad if you have doubts..."

"No matter how... woo, woo, woo!" Alps directly covered Xiao Qiao's mouth. Xiao Qiao kicked him a few times in dissatisfaction, but they all kicked him on the iron armor, making a thud sound.

Olaf looked into the distance, and several guards were staring at the four of them suspiciously, "Let's find a place first, this matter must be discussed for a long time." Turning around, Olaf saw the blue-bottomed flag of White Rose floating beside the house on a high place, which was the house prepared by Sir Via for the knights of White Rose. When Olaf's gaze touched him, he turned around and walked into the house.

"This matter..." Olaf only felt a little headache, "somewhat trouble."
Chapter completed!