"Dream, run! Run away!" Zhou Yilang dodged past the big man who rushed forward to grab him, grabbed his niece's hand and ran away. However, he immediately stopped because of the sharp sword light flashing in front of his eyes. Three more men in armor and swords came, and they ran over because they heard the commotion.A total of six people surrounded Zhou Yilang and his wife.Four of them had drawn their swords out of their sheaths, and the remaining two were also holding their sword hilts in a threatening gesture. "Mr. Zhou..." While trembling, Duomeng held tightly to the side of the sweater.Zhou Yilang firmly put his arms around the shoulders of his 13-year-old niece.

"Don't worry. Just tell them clearly. Mr. Zhou will definitely protect you." Duomeng nodded slightly in Yi Yilang's arms tremblingly. Although it is fully armed, the opponent is at least human.Besides, Zhou Yilang had no intention of harming them.He just wanted to explain the situation clearly.The problem is, although it was due to the situation just now, the big man who was beaten glared at Zhou Yilang angrily, and Zhou Yilang couldn't understand a word they said.In other words, the language here may not be able to communicate with them. The angry big man took a step forward and pressed the tip of his sword against Zhou Yilang's throat.

The place where Zhou Yilang and his niece are located is not Japan.It doesn't seem to be any place on earth they are familiar with.It's like a world that readers of science fiction or fiction would describe as "another world."The reason why Zhou Yilang and the others came to this place was because of unavoidable things happened, not because they wanted to come. About ten days ago, Zhou Yilang bought an old globe in an antique shop sheltered from the rain.This is where the disaster begins.Because that globe is a mysterious object that will open the "gate" to another world with a shadow when it shines on the moonlight, and it will continue to rotate wonderfully.

After that, Zhou Yilang and the others were first severely intimidated by the duo of Sigma's men who wanted to seize the globe, and then they were attacked by another group of men who planned to kill the duo with them.His life was at stake, so he had no choice but to jump into the "gate" of the shadow world created by the globe to escape the disaster.There is absolutely no room for thinking about the cause and effect.There is really no other way of protecting oneself from the poisoned arrows of the crossbow shot by the murderer than by doing so. The world he jumped into was not a vacuum of space, nor was it a land of scorching hot magma that hadn't yet solidified.Fortunately, this is a place with dry rock and night winds that carry night air.

Zhou Yilang's heart was beating fast and regularly, and his lungs were also repeating the movement of breathing.Although he fled here for emergency asylum, he really had no idea where it was.In any case, at least there is air that can be breathed in front of him, and the ground that won't collapse if stepped on hard, so it is enough to make people feel at ease.In addition, Duomeng, the precious niece whose innocence has been affected, is not a serious problem, which also reassures Zhou Yilang a lot. Zhou Yilang noticed that something seemed to fall from his feet.After confirming, I couldn't help being slightly surprised.It was a human hand, and the owner of that hand was the sadistic man who tried to hurt Dameng in order to take the globe from Yi Yilang's hand.Next to that, they also found a rolling flashlight.That was the equipment of the hotel where they stayed in that world.

Pick it up and flip the switch, and the light will turn on.After confirming the function, Zhou Yilang stuffed it into the pocket of his jeans.Overhead was a night that was deeper and darker than the deep sea, stars dotting the night sky, and a huge moon about two circles larger than the one I was used to seeing.The moonlight alone is bright enough, and there is absolutely no problem in walking.The flashlight may come in handy at some point, but just in case, it's best to conserve battery power. As for the hand, he didn't want to bother with it at all.He only prayed that he would never run into the owner of that hand again in this life.

Zhou Yilang looked up at the sky.Where exactly is the door?He felt as if he was thrown to the ground from a height of about one meter, but there was nothing there.I stretched out my hand tremblingly to find out, but couldn't feel anything.The door seems to be completely closed, when will it be opened next time?Judging by the rotation speed of the globe, a minute in that world is almost a day in this world.In this way, it will take at least three years to wait until tomorrow night in that world, that is, when the moon rises again. For a while, Zhou Yilang stared at the empty sky like this, and after reconfirming with Duomeng that there were no traces of wounds on his body except scratches, the two began to walk side by side towards the wilderness covered with rocks.What the hell is this place?Although I really want to know, but if possible, no, no matter what, they must return to the original world.First, they must obtain information.

After walking on the wilderness for a while, the two came to a white strip road.The road surface seemed to be solidified with salt, and it was quite flat. It didn't look like a natural thing at all, and it was obviously a man-made thing. "Mr. Zhou, there are lights!" As soon as he reached above the gentle ridgeline, Duomeng immediately found that there were lights shining in several places on the dark surface. "Really. Since there is a light, I don't know if anyone is there?" Hope someone does.Zhou Yilang sincerely hopes that there are human beings who can build roads, use fire, and communicate with each other just like them.Don't be dinosaurs who evolved from reptiles and eat human flesh.

I don't know how long it will take to return to the original world, but before that, Yi Yilang and Duo Meng must first survive in this world.If it’s only for one or two days, you can barely support yourself without eating or drinking. If it exceeds this range, you must find food, drink, and a safe place to sleep and shelter in order to survive. If there is not much difference between this world and the Japan they used to live in, it may also be embarrassing.Unfortunately, this wish is unlikely to come true.For one thing, the road was not paved with asphalt or something like that.Furthermore, the continuous ridges and the flora growing around them are completely different from the atmosphere of Japanese terrain plants.However, this is not an era of dinosaurs and other creatures with their heads held high.In short, as long as there are civilized human beings, the possibility of obtaining food and other things necessary to maintain life will be greatly improved.

Look closely at the road, which appears to bear marks that resemble horseshoes, as well as human footprints in boots. Now seems to be the time to rely on horses as the main means of transportation.It feels like going back to the past world hundreds or thousands of years ago.No, this doesn't have to be a different world.The door opened by the globe may or may not simply be throwing them to a different place on Earth.If this is the case, even though we are in such a remote border area, we still have to find a way to find someone and ask where this place is. "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou..."

Duomeng, who was walking side by side with Zhou Yilang towards the orange light that seemed to be the nearest, suddenly spoke happily. "In the novel, the protagonists from the present are very active in a different world! Maybe we have become people who possess magic power or can perform some special functions!" Duomeng shouted at a big rock by the roadside: "Hey! Crack!" At the same time, he stretched out the index finger of his right hand.However, nothing has changed in the rock. "Of course not." Duomeng stuck out her tongue and laughed.Zhou Yilang understood Duomeng's intentions, and she wanted to share some of her own burden of being involved in this situation.Therefore, he responded enthusiastically. "I see, I may be the one who can use magic. Just wait and see. Hey! Get up!" Like Tamu, even though she waved her fingertips as if emitting some kind of force, it was impossible for the stone to be lifted. "I can't either." "However, it's too early to give up now. Maybe we have other abilities. Look at the grass over there. Hey! Grow taller!" Zhou Yilang and Duomeng yelled "disappear" to the moon again, and ordered the buds on the grass to "bloom". They laughed at each other's failure while walking down the gentle hill. "Mr. Zhou, look..." The first person to notice is unfortunately more dreamy.Zhou Yilang, who looked in the direction of her fingertips, immediately realized what it was, and quickly covered Duomeng's eyes with his hand to tell her not to look.It was a corpse, scattered among the rocks, and there were more than one, or two.Taking a closer look, there are at least hundreds of corpses in the red and black pool, some lying face down, some lying on their backs.Some were headless, others were without hands, and still others were horribly ravaged. Along with the wind mixed with dust, the disgusting stench blew towards the tip of the noses of Zhou Yilang and the others. "Duomeng, follow me with your eyes closed. Let's take a detour. Don't let go of my hand." Duomeng nodded.Resisting the discomfort of nausea, Zhou Yilang continued to move forward. Although there were also corpses wearing armor, the overwhelming majority were unarmed.Judging from the scars left on the remains, it seems that they should be caused by large sharp weapons, that is, swords or spears.Several arrows were also stuck in four of the corpses.Most of the armor and other equipment that should have been worn by the deceased were stripped off by the victors as trophies.The remains of creatures that looked like horses were also numerous. These corpses are indeed human.Although it is a world where humans exist, the current situation tells Zhou Yilang that this is by no means a safe place like modern Japan.Although there are many places in modern Japan that cannot be said to be completely safe these days.In the current world, things like killing each other seem to be much closer to the modern Japan where Yi Yilang and the others exist.The large amount of blood absorbed by the earth shows that this place was a battlefield not long ago.If so, it might be dangerous to meet humans.Because no matter whether they are winners or losers, the people who wander around the battlefield are probably bloodthirsty people with weapons. Zhou Yilang tried his best not to trample on the corpses lying on the road and moved forward.Just when the orange lights seen in the distance were close enough to recognize that it was a flickering torch light, suddenly, a black figure jumped out of the low bushes on the right and held Zhou Yilang with his sword from behind. throat.In addition, another person grabbed Zhou Yilang's arm and twisted him behind his back. "What a dream!" "what!" A tall man in armor jumped out from the bushes on the left, and grabbed Duo Meng's hands. "It hurts, let me go!" His hands were grabbed mercilessly, and Duomeng, whose body was half suspended in the air, screamed. "Don't be so rude!" Zhou Yilang yelled and wanted to rush over, but his hands were firmly held down, and a big bearded man held a sword on his neck, making him unable to move.Although he predicted danger, he didn't take things seriously. The three men in armor and swords spoke loudly to Zhou Yilang and the others. "Huh? What? What are you talking about?" However, Zhou Yilang had no idea what language that was. "Let us go, we are not bad people!" Although Zhou Yilang can speak some simple daily conversations in English and French, and German can barely be distinguished, the language used by the other party is not any of these. "What the hell are you talking about? We're not bad people. Let go of Duo Meng! You hurt her! Don't be so rude!" However, Zhou Yilang's words could not communicate with the other party. The helmets, armor and swords of this group of people are reminiscent of medieval European knights.The big man holding his long sword against Zhou Yilang's throat was the only one among them who was not wearing a helmet.The face looked very Anglo-Saxon. Although the other party spoke slowly and loudly, they still didn't understand the meaning at all. "Put down the dream!" Zhou Yilang watched Duomeng, and kept repeating the movement from top to bottom.The big man who was hanging Duomeng finally understood what he meant.Although he was still holding on to Duomeng's hand tightly, he finally let Duomeng's feet touch the ground. "That's it. Thanks." Zhou Yilang breathed a sigh of relief.Duomeng, whose hands were still held, said firmly despite the tears in the corners of his eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou. I'm fine." Holding the arms of Zhou Yilang and Duomeng tightly, the three men in armor began to talk.During the conversation, he pointed to Zhou Yilang and Duomeng from time to time.The clothes worn by Zhou Yilang and his wife—both sweaters and jeans, a short jacket from the hot spring hotel they stayed in before coming to this world, and sneakers on their feet— seemed to make them very impressed. interest. Suddenly, the big bearded man put away the sword that was holding Yi Yilang, turned around and walked towards Duo Meng, the armor on his body rustling.He abruptly took off her jacket and called it to the man holding Zhou Yilang's arm.Then he grabbed the hem of Duomeng's sweater again, intending to peel off the sweater as well. "No! Stop it!" The big man held down Duomeng, who twisted his body to resist, and pulled the sweater at the same time. Zhou Yilang was very excited by this behavior.The man grabbing Zhou Yilang's arm seemed to be distracted by Duomeng's short coat, so the strength of his hand eased a little. "What are you doing!" As soon as his hand broke free, Zhou Yilang immediately punched the big man who grabbed Duomeng's sweater in the face. Although Zhou Yilang is a person with a fervent sense of justice, there are occasional parts where he almost loses self-control, or what he calls clumsy parts.Moreover, no matter what, Duomeng is irreplaceable to Zhou Yilang, the only blood relative is an existence that he must cherish and protect.Ignoring the size difference between himself and the opponent, as well as armor and weapons and other equipment, not to mention the number of people surrounding him, Zhou Yilang couldn't even judge the situation calmly.No, he didn't think of that at all.Because before he had time to think, his body had already started to act. Whether it was luck or misfortune, Zhou Yilang's fist hit the jaw of the big man he aimed at.With a dull sound, the man also took a step back. "Dream, run! Run away!" After knocking down the man holding Duomeng with all his strength, Zhou Yilang took Duomeng's hand and ran away. It's a pity that immediately three men who looked like soldiers in armor ran from the front, and pointed their swords at Zhou Yilang's throat. "Duomeng, are you injured?" "Well, I'm fine. Where's Mr. Zhou?" "Really? That's great. I'm fine. It's my fault that made things like this." "No, it has nothing to do with Mr. Zhou. Ah, what's wrong with your cheek? Does it matter?" "It's okay, it's no big deal." Zhou Yilang and Duomeng's hands were twisted behind their backs, and they were pressed to the ground in a prone position.Facing six men, Zhou Yilang was simply outnumbered.He was arrested before he could resist.The big man who had been punched by Zhou Yilang shook his head and stood up, and gave Zhou Yilang a fist on the left cheek in retaliation.Until now, he has been staring at Venus. The six men looked carefully at the jacket that was stripped from Duomeng's body, and exchanged conversations as if they were cursing. The big man also took off Zhou Yilang's jacket.Then, he noticed something protruding from the pocket of Zhou Yilang's jeans.It's a flashlight.The big man took it away and showed it to his companion with a puzzled look on his face.At this moment, his finger touched the switch and turned on the flashlight. The big man screamed and threw the flashlight away.The flashlight flicked on the ground, and the light went out.The big man stretched out his hand tremblingly to retrieve it.Then, he flipped the switch again.I don't know if it was a faulty wiring or a broken bulb, but the flashlight didn't turn on this time. The men didn't know what they were talking to Zhou Yilang. "What's this? Magic?" It sounded like it was. "It hurts. Don't press so hard." Being pressed to the ground with too much force, the face and abdomen that were pressed against the ground, as well as the hands that were pressed were very painful. "It hurts, it really hurts. Can you be lighter? At least for Duomeng." Zhou Yilang said as he moved his gaze to Duomeng who was also being held down beside him. "Relax the pressure on my niece Duomeng." When expressing meaning with eyesight again, although the language was still unable to communicate, perhaps because he noticed the change in tone, the tall man who grabbed Duomeng seemed to have withdrawn a little bit of his strength. Duomeng breathed a sigh of relief. A man who was listening to Zhou Yilang suddenly looked surprised as if he had discovered something.Those men started to discuss, and at the same time, they were aiming at Zhou Yilang and Duomeng intentionally or unintentionally. The discussion seems to have come to fruition.Zhou Yilang and Duomeng were held by their hands and stood up. "What are you doing!" Tried to yell but had no means of resisting.So I had no choice but to let the other party drag me, and head towards the direction where countless torch lights flickered. There were hundreds, no, thousands of soldiers there.Numerous cloth tents are lined up neatly, and the open spaces in the middle are all lit with torches.There seemed to be an army camp here, campfires were lit, and there was a certain smell of roasting meat in the air.The wooden containers should be filled with a wine bar, and the soldiers are drinking and laughing generously. Suddenly, under the swaying red flames, the shining eyes of the men all focused on Yi Yilang and the two of them.Among the crowd, they were dragged along like prisoners in parade. They were then taken to a tent in the deepest part of the camp. A red-faced man who looked like an officer stepped out of that tent.After he talked for a while with the group of men who captured Zhou Yilang, Zhou Yilang and the two were taken to the tent outside the camp.During this process, the curious eyes of the soldiers never stopped. Zhou Yilang and Duomeng were locked in a tent and tied up with ropes.There are two guards inside the tent and at the entrance and exit. "Mr. Zhou, will we be all right?" His hands were tied behind his back and connected with a rope, and the other end of the rope was held by the soldiers in the tent—Duomeng, who was sitting on the rough mat, asked uneasily. "Yeah, it's okay. Mr. Zhou will definitely protect Duomeng." "I will follow Mr. Zhou closely. As long as Mr. Zhou is by my side, I will not be afraid no matter where I go." Tears rolled down his cheeks.However, he was immediately wiped dry by Dumeng with the sweater on the shoulders. "Dreams..." Zhou Yilang wanted to hug Duomeng, but his hands could not move freely. Enduring again and again, the tears that kept coming out finally burst, and Duo Meng buried her face in Yi Yilang's chest.Probably because he didn't want Zhou Yilang to see her crying face.Although I have been patient until now, I can no longer suppress the uneasiness in my heart after witnessing countless dead bodies and being threatened with a sharp sword.And now even the freedom of the body is restricted, and it is not known what kind of treatment will be encountered in the future. Seeing Duomeng trembling and crying in his arms, Yi Yilang became more determined to protect Duomeng no matter what.Although he couldn't deal with a large number of armed soldiers, even if he sacrificed his life, he still had to protect Duomeng. For about an hour, three men took turns coming in and trying to talk to Zhou Yilang in various languages, each of which he was completely unable to understand.On the way, a man in gorgeous armor who looked like a knight with a strong physique came to check on the situation of Zhou Yilang and his wife.After another hour or so, Zhou Yilang was dragged away from the tent again.The rope that bound the hands was still attached. "Mr. Zhou..." "Don't be afraid, Mr. Zhou is here." Zhou Yilang got as close to Duomeng as possible, and moved forward as if supporting her.Although the wind blowing on the face is not too cold to freeze, it is also dry and cold. Led by six soldiers, they began to move towards a castle that looked about a kilometer away.Two of the six soldiers were riding on horseback, two of the other four were holding the ropes of Yi Yilang and Duo Meng, and the remaining two were moving forward while paying attention to their surroundings.All wear long swords.When I entered the tent, the moon, which happened to be hanging high in the night sky, had already begun to tilt towards the top of the mountain. "Mr. Zhou, this must be a different world." "Well, I guess so." During the march, Duomeng and Zhou Yilang talked in a low voice from time to time. A man in armor that looks like a knight rides a creature.That creature was very similar to the horse they were familiar with, except that it had an extra horn on its head. "It looks like a unicorn." Seeing this strange-looking creature, Yi Yilang and Duomeng became even more convinced that this place is a different world. Proceeding along the white and hard road with traces of horseshoes everywhere, we finally arrived at the castle. A soldier on a horse—judging from the exquisiteness of his armor, he should be a knight with a title—after notifying the gate guards with battleaxes about the arrival of Zhou Yilang and the other two, the drawbridge across the moat was lowered. , let a group of people pass.Armed soldiers with swords and guns guarded both sides of the passage. Where is it taking us?The idea that there might be torture chambers beneath the castle was unsettling.This is a war-torn world.Shouldn't we be regarded as enemies' spies, and we will be imprisoned and tortured until we confess information that we don't even know—and it's still done in a language that we can't communicate. However, the situation does not seem to be developing in a bad direction.Although the guards on both sides of Zhou Yilang and the others were tight, they boarded the castle and kept moving inside.As the footsteps deepened, items such as candlesticks with candles, decorations hanging on the walls, and tapestries became more and more luxurious.The number of guards on guard is also increasing.Regardless of whether the owner here is a person who likes to decorate the torture room magnificently, but judging from the current situation, if the person who summoned Zhou Yilang is not the owner of this castle, he is a nobleman of comparable status.However, their hands are still tightly tied, and they still have no idea what kind of situation they will encounter. Zhou Yilang and his two finally came to an extremely ornate gate.The thick door had to be pushed open with the strength of two soldiers. From the flickering candlelight from countless candlesticks, it can be seen that this is an extremely spacious hall.On the raised platform at the innermost side, there is a seat that looks like a throne, and a majestic man sits on it. The knight who brought Zhou Yilang and the two of them knelt down in front of the man.He also asked Zhou Yilang to do the same.But Zhou Yilang did not comply.Although he didn't know who the man in front of him was, it was unreasonable for him to be suddenly tied up and dragged to this place.In order to show politeness, Zhou Yilang stood and nodded his respects as if he was meeting someone for the first time.Duomeng next to him also imitated Zhou Yilang's appearance and quickly lowered his head. Below the platform where the throne was located, there were two rather muscular men who looked like military officers with swords standing by.One is a lanky black-haired man, and the other has brown hair and well-developed muscles.This character once went to the tent to see Zhou Yilang and the other two.On their right, there was another short, unarmed man in a plain light gray robe, probably a civil servant.In addition, the four knights who led Zhou Yilang and five other men who looked like guards were all crowded near the entrance.The brown-haired muscular man standing under the platform was holding the short hotel coat that had been taken off from Zhou Yilang and the two of them earlier. "We don't deserve to be treated like this. Untie this rope." After speaking, Zhou Yilang turned his body and showed the man on the throne the rope binding his hands. Hearing Zhou Yilang's words, the short man who looked like a civil servant immediately widened his eyes.He saluted and said something to the man on the throne, and this time even the two military officers who were standing by at the bottom of the platform looked surprised.Under the order of the man on the throne, the rope between Zhou Yilang and Duomeng was untied.Exhaling heavily, the two stroked their wrists and arms. As if urged by the military officers, the civil servant walked to Zhou Yilang's side, turned the inside pages of what looked like a book in his hand, and spoke to Zhou Yilang. "Familiar with each other?" "what?" Suddenly, Zhou Yilang felt that it seemed to be a language he was familiar with, so he asked back unconsciously. "Familiar with each other?" "What? What did you say?" "Ni De, Ming Zi, Jiao, Tong Mo?" While turning the pages of the book and interrupting each word word by word, the language spoken by the civil servant seemed strange due to his unprofessional pronunciation, but it was undoubtedly Japanese.Zhou Yilang's whole body boiled with excitement. "Do you speak Japanese? This is Japanese! Do you understand Japanese?" Zhou Yilang, who stepped forward step by step because of excitement, scared the civil servant back step by step. "Ni, Nide, Mingzi, Jiao, Tongue?" "Me? My name is Bai Chuan Yi Lang. This is my niece, Du Meng, Bai Chuan Du Meng." However, civil servants don't seem to understand.He desperately turned the pages of the book, and even looked at Zhou Yilang several times in panic. "Can't you understand Japanese? Japanese, Japanese!" "Is it because you speak too fast, so you can't understand?" "Yes, it must be so. My, uh, my, name, name is Bai Chuan Zhou Yilang. Zhou Yilang." "I am dreamy." Following the example of Zhou Yilang, Duomeng also introduced himself. "Zhou Yilang? Dreamy?" The civil servant pointed to the two of them and asked again. "That's right, it's Zhou Yilang and Duomeng." Desperately suppressing his excitement, Zhou Yilang pointed at himself and Duomeng and nodded fiercely. "Do you understand Japanese?" The books that civil servants read seem to be like dictionaries. The civil servant who was urged by one of the military officers, that is, this short man should be an interpreter.Since he kept flipping through the dictionary-like books and was engrossed in looking up the meaning of the words, he probably didn't hear Zhou Yilang's question, and didn't answer, but continued to ask the next question. "Get the onion, come here?" Clearly, this is indeed Japanese.Long, long ago, there may have been a Japanese who came through the gate, or got lost in this world.Maybe the way of communication at that time was made into a dictionary, and that dictionary was in the hands of the translator.So the language in this world is the same as Japanese.Zhou Yilang felt that he had seen a glimmer of light. "Where did you come from? Japan. From, Japan, come." "Stupid day?" The translator looked blank. "Mr. Zhou, Japan in ancient times seems to be called 'Jipanggu'." "That's right, Duomeng, you are so careful. There is the name 'Jipanggu', 'Jipanggu'." "How old is fat?" However, no matter how the translator flipped through the dictionary and translated word by word for the military officers, not only the military officers, but even the surrounding guards were confused.It seems that neither the Japanese, nor the "jipangu" seem to be able to communicate. "Maybe..." Zhou Yilang broke the deadlock. "We came from another world than here, from a different world. From a different world, come. A different world, a different world." "The barbarian world? The cloth barrel world?" The translator relayed these words directly to the man on the throne.The two military officers were dumbfounded by the translator's words, and they couldn't hide their surprise at all. However, the man on the throne just stared at Yi Yilang with observing eyes, and didn't even move his eyebrows. "Mr. Zhou, why do these people know Japanese?" Regarding Duomeng who asked in a low voice, Zhou Yilang started his reasoning. "Well, maybe someone came to this world before." Maybe, Zhou Yilang suddenly thought.Don't those Sigma people who want to get the globe also know about this world?Could it be because they have been to this world before?Sigma and this world, these two things somehow made Zhou Yilang uneasy. "Has anyone come to this world before?" Zhou Yilang tried to ask questions, but the translator always looked puzzled. "Is there anyone from another world like us? Is there anyone from another world?" Zhou Yilang spoke slowly again in an easily recognizable manner. The man who brought the two of them here, and who had been standing by the entrance of the hall, stepped forward and handed something to the military officer standing under the throne. It was Zhou Yilang's flashlight.The man held a flashlight in his hand, and he didn't know what he was explaining to the military officer.Probably saying that it is a strange item that emits a dazzling light. "Take a sting, touch your tongue?" As expected, the interpreter immediately asked the question under the command of the military attache. "flashlight." "Hand shaking..." "It's a light. A flashlight." "Hand bumping... Tongue touching, something?" "It's a lamp. A lamp." "Light? For tongue touch, light?" "Lights because of the battery." "Bump the pool?" The translator didn't seem to understand.For a while, he and the two military officers under the throne just held flashlights, discussing something. "Yao Taliang." After speaking, he handed over the flashlight. "Let it shine? Do you want me to turn on the flashlight?" "Let the tower shine." However, the filament in the bulb appears to have snapped, so no matter how hard I flip the switch, it won't light. "No way. It broke when it fell to the ground just now." "Damn it? Do you touch a tree?" "Touching a tree? Magic? Do you mean magic? Do you think this is a lamp lit by magic?" It was only after Zhou Yilang laughed that he realized that this might be a world with magic. "It's not magic. It's not a light lit by magic. It doesn't light up because it's broken. It's broken." Holding the flashlight retrieved from Zhou Yilang's hand, the translator discussed with the military attaches again. "Mud, is it a fairy?" Under the urging of the two military officers, the translator suddenly asked a question. "Fairy Goddess?" "Mud, fairy paper, or stone folding?" "Fairy god paper, stone fold? Stone fold? Do you mean the messenger? The messenger of the fairy god? What is the fairy god? Who is it?" This time it was Zhou Yilang's turn to be puzzled, and a strange uneasiness sprouted in his heart.Although it was absurd, the reason for his uneasiness was whether his Japanese vocabulary was too poor? "Ni, Wei tongue touch, come to sting?" "I came here through the gate of the globe." "Lowball? Answer the door?" Zhou Yilang noticed that his answer was not what was asked.What the other party asked was not how to come, but the purpose of coming. "Touching with the tongue, stinging?" One question after another made Duomeng look at Zhou Yilang uneasily. "Are you asking...why?" The purpose of Zhou Yilang and two people coming to this world is to avoid the danger of their lives.However, is that really the case?It all starts with a globe.It was all because of buying this thing that they were stubbornly entangled by the Sigma Group, and even fell into fatal danger.Maybe, from the moment he saw the globe in the antique shop sheltered from the rain, he might have fallen into someone's evil trick. Also, the reason why the Sigma Group wants to get the globe.Could that reason be the same as Zhou Yilang guessed?It is to invade the world.For this medieval-like world, modern firepower must have super-phenomenal power.In the world of knives, bows and armor, use machine guns, missiles and chariots to conquer and dominate the world with an overwhelming firepower gap, and then squeeze it mercilessly.This last part is probably what Sigma is targeting. After a moment of hesitation, Zhou Yilang raised his head, not to the translator, but to the man on the throne. "I'm here to deliver a message...it's supposed to be a very big message." "Mr. Zhou..." The moment he understood Zhou Yilang's meaning, the translator's face changed drastically.After he translated in a panic, everyone at the scene, headed by the surrounding military officers, changed their complexions drastically, and a burst of clamor arose.Only one of them, the man on the throne, just frowned. The two military officers who were waiting under the throne didn't know what they were discussing, and then they ran to Yi Yilang's feet and knelt down.No, strictly speaking, they put their hands on their chests and bowed their heads not to Zhou Yilang but to Duomeng in a gesture of swearing allegiance. "Fairy Goddess!" The military officers spoke in unison. "Mr. Zhou..." Duomeng looked up at Yi Yilang with hesitant eyes. Catch two mysterious people who seem to be fairy godmothers.这个消息传到卡拉多瓦王国摄政君特兰姆本营的蓝斯瓦尔之时，已经是半夜时分。蓝斯瓦尔是位于和欧托涅公国国境相接的东北方城塞，原本是奥特维尔伯爵所居住的城堡。 被帕得拉翁大公国指派森先锋部队的欧托涅公国的三万士兵，以及由君特兰姆亲自率领、仅仅只有一万五千兵力的交锋，就发生在这个晚上。 “除此之外，据说他们的装束相当怪异，身上还带着奇妙的物品。” 有着褐色头发以及勇武身材的查尔比诺，手上拿着深蓝色上衣，以他的大嗓门兴致勃勃地说着话。地点就在摄政君特兰姆的寝室门口。这个男人的大嗓门是他与生俱来的特征，而且还有个坏毛病，就是即便在夜晚也无法压低音量。站在查尔比诺面前的是瘦长黑发的弗洛蒙，这两人都是摄政君特兰姆的心腹部下。 据查尔比诺所言，驻扎在距离小镇不远的军营附近，出现了两个奇装异服的人，而且还被守夜警卫抓了起来。一个男人和一个小孩，或者说是男人和少女的这一大一小，不但装扮怪异，而且从他们的语言判断，极有可能是仙女神之使者也说不定。两人在遭到逮捕之际，似乎与守夜的警卫军发生过冲突。那个时候，听说因为士兵对少女做出了无礼举动，所以那个男人，应该是随从的身份吧，居然不顾自己手无寸铁，毫不迟疑地就朝身穿胄甲的警卫军殴打过去。感觉上，少女似乎是个高贵的人物，而那名随从也不是个简单的角色。 “那两个人使用的语言，确实是仙女神所使用的语言吗？” 弗洛蒙对着因为事关重大、不通过传令兵而亲自过来报告的查尔比诺提出质疑。 “这个嘛，我的军队里并没有能够翻译仙女神语言之人。不知道本营中有没有人呢？” “问问看就知道了。” 削瘦黑发的弗洛蒙命部下探查是否有适任的翻译官，结果并没有精通之人。 “是有几名翻译官在，不过当中似乎没有一个人曾经好好地学习过女神的语言。只有这个人……” 弗洛蒙身后站着一个身穿浅灰色长袍的矮小男人，他对查尔比诺深深地鞠躬行礼。 “好像勉强能够翻译出仙女神的语言。” “怎样，弗洛蒙？” “什么怎样啊，查尔比诺？” “你觉得，这件事情是不是该立刻禀告摄政殿下呢？” “……摄政殿下看起来似乎相当疲惫，还是先让他休息片刻吧。” “可是，这件事情这么古怪，要是延后通报的话，说不定反而会惹他生气呢。” 在房间门口讨论到一半的时候，两个人就这么被听到声音的摄政开口叫了进去。后来，又接到听完说明的君特兰姆一声“见见倒也是种乐趣，把他们带过来吧”之指示。 ※※※ 谒见的地点就在蓝斯瓦尔的大厅。 坐在架高的王座之上，君特兰姆见到那两名奇装异服的男女。 男人大约在二十岁，大概比君特兰姆年轻个五六岁左右。至于少女方面，感觉只是个小孩子而已。不过，或许比外表的年龄来得成熟，已经有十二三岁了也说不定。二人都拥有即便在邻近诸国也看不到的象牙色皮肤，以及黑发黑眸。 出生于卡拉多瓦王国的弗洛蒙和查尔比诺，光是看见这二名奇妙之人的服装，就忍不住因猜测“是仙女神吗”、“应该是仙女神的使者吧”而兴奋不已。然而，这对于因为某种缘故而舍弃故国，现在，连真实姓名都舍弃而成金卡拉多瓦之摄政，阿尔加利亚公爵暨伙弗拉伯爵的君特兰姆而言，应该只有深刻的感慨而已吧。由于君特兰姆被迫舍弃的故乡亚尔吉拉王国禁止魔法，几乎从来没有机会接触魔法，因此他对卡拉多瓦王国数十年才出现一次，对执政者做出神喻的奇怪人物之存在等等，始终都无法相信并认同。 君特兰姆在九年前，普雷斯塔历一○五三年之时，亲手杀害了亚尔吉拉王国的储君米隆王子，并且舍弃基佛烈德之名而成为米隆王子。之后他远离亚尔吉拉王国来到这个卡拉多瓦王国，在极短的时间之内深刻地掌握民心，而且还进一步地策动奸计，成为现任女王蓓莉希娜二世的夫婿。如今，他更是取代了自从产下王子莱门得之后，八年以来一直卧病在床的妻子蓓莉希娜二世之地位，以摄政身份掌握统治国家大权。 城堡原本的主人，奥特维尔伯爵，就站在周一郎二人的身后保持警戒。为了能在周一郎二人出现奇怪举动的时候能够立刻压制住他们，所以身边还跟随了两名健壮的士兵。 被带到君特兰姆面前的男人，以明显的不逊态度，拒绝对摄政行应有之礼仪，仅仅像是对待平等地位之人一样地点头致意而已。少女也是一样。 男子持续做出像是要求解开缚手绳索之动作，同时还说着一种从未听过的语言。听见他的话，一脸紧张的神情站在君特兰姆身边待命的翻译官，立刻脸色大变。 “确、确实是仙女神的语言。” "Really?" “他们果真是仙女神吗？” 站在平台下待命的弗洛蒙和查尔比诺也紧张了起来。一手拿着字典努力传达意思的翻译官一字一句，让他们的兴奋越来越高涨。途中，查尔比诺的部下呈上了一个不用火也能发光的圆筒形奇妙物体，虽然命令男人让它发光，但东西似乎已经坏了，所以遭到拒绝。 “那个少女会是仙女神吗？” 查尔比诺悄悄地向弗洛蒙问道。 “仙女神是个女性神祇，所以大概是吧。不过，样子似乎太年轻了。听说仙女神的样子是个上了年纪的老人家呢。或者她不是仙女神本人，而是使者也说不定。” “那个男人，应该是随从吧。” “是啊，八成是守护着仙女神的随从。” 查尔比诺和弗洛蒙将多梦视为仙女神，或是她的使者，而把周一郎当成了随从看待。 紧接着，就在翻译官说出“这两个人，说他们有要事禀告”之时…… “有要事禀告？” “莫非是要传达神喻？” 终于确信的查尔比诺和弗洛蒙，于是在他们认定为仙女神或其使者的少女面前跪了下来。 “那么，他们所要禀告之事，究竟是什么样的事情呢？” 在查尔比诺怒叱般的追问之下，翻译官拼死命的开口问话。 “抱歉，关于这点，根据那个像是随从之人的说法是'说来话长，若是不麻烦的话，希望等今晚休息过后，明天再从头详细说明。'大致就是这样。” 这是周一郎为了争取思考时间所想出来的计策。把事情向语言完全无法沟通的对手解释清楚，确实得花费相当的时间，但最重要的还是先让疲惫的身体得到休息再说。这一点，刚刚与欧托涅的军队交战过的君特兰姆等人，也有相同的想法。 “你意下如何，摄政殿下？今晚夜已经深了，不如让仙女神先进去休息吧！”查尔比诺建议。 “也好。那么就请你为仙女神安排房间和守卫吧。” 什么仙女神、或仙女神的使者等等的，君特兰姆一点也不相信。那多半是经过伪装的敌国间谍吧。之所以安排守卫的用意就是要监视他们。 "The subordinate obeys." 查尔比诺恭敬地行礼退下。 “我也要休息了。有什么事情的话，记得立刻向我报告。” 做下这番指示之后，君特兰姆回到房间。屏退上前为他更衣的侍女，只把军服脱了就上床就寝。快则今晚，慢则明天早上，敌人帕得拉翁必然会有所行动。这是君特兰姆的解读。 帕得拉翁对君特兰姆而言固然是难缠的敌人，但弗洛蒙等等、那些纯粹的卡拉多瓦人所跪拜的仙女神更是如此。仙女神的存在对于以智慧谋略和人望治国的君特兰姆而言，或许会成为威胁也说不定。如果那两人真的是仙女神的话。 倘若真是仙女神的话，他们在卡拉多瓦王国之内会不会掌握住超越自己以上的人心呢？君特兰姆一面担忧着这个危险性，一面因为白天战役的疲倦而坠入梦乡。 “周先生，这床好软喔！” 多梦坐在被安排的房间里的床上，让身体砰砰地上下弹跳。 “真的耶。看来是相当上等的床铺呢。” 坐在并排的另一张床上，周一郎用手确定了床的质感。看来这个世界或者国度，拥有着躺在床上休息的习惯。周一郎原本还在担心，若是来到一个使用着看都没有看过的寝具的世界，或者是不睡觉的人所居住的国度，那该怎么办才好，幸好那只是杞人忧天罢了。 在那之后，周一郎和多梦被带到这个房间来。翻译官告诉他们，此处是一个名为卡拉多瓦王国的国家，坐在王座上的男人是摄政殿下君特兰姆大人。以一个掌握政权的人物而言，这座城堡的感觉似乎太过朴素，大概是个国力不强的小国吧。周一郎以疲惫及事态的复杂性为理由来中止谈话。 “暂时似乎是受到礼遇了呢。” 环视整个房间，确认了家具用品及建筑是什么风格、有没有人躲藏在房间里的哪个角落、有没有窥视用的窗口等等事项之后，周一郎在与多梦的床铺并排的另一张床上坐了下来。 本来，周一郎是被安排在另一个房间休息的。感觉上，多梦似乎被当成了“仙女神”，所以备受尊崇，而周一郎则被当成随从看待。但也有可能是因为对方认为主人和随从，或者男人和一个虽然是孩子的女孩同住一室并不恰当，所以才做了那样的安排。 “周先生……” 得知房间不同的时候，多梦露出了不安的表情，而周一郎也相当担心。他担心自己在别的房间里休息的时候，多梦会不会被带走，或者遭遇到什么危险的事情等等。因此他告诉对方自己和多梦是血亲，要求住在同一个房间里。当然，在多梦的同意之下，他还告诉那些相信“仙女神”的人，这是多梦本人的希望。于是，他们将邻室中为周一郎所准备的床铺，搬进多梦的房间里，让两张床并排在一起。 被安排的房间不但不简朴，还可说是相当豪华。石头打造的墙壁全部以布幕装饰了起来，也有升着火的壁炉，大型的花瓶里还装饰着花朵。他们毫无疑问地是被当成客人来对待。 只不过，精雕细琢的房门之外，站着两个名为守卫的监视者。也许会站上整夜，或者在半夜换班也说不定，但是可以想象的是他们的任务就是监视，而此处的感觉虽然不像是地下却也没有窗户。 周一郎二人并未清楚表明来历，却能受到如此厚待，对方口中的“仙女神”究竟是什么样的存在呢？ 或许是从前来到这个国家的那边世界的居民，曾经给予某种文明的恩惠吧。比方说，像周一郎所带来的手电筒之类的东西，虽然那个手电筒已经坏掉了。或许就是因为如此，所以才受到尊敬吧。然而，要是多梦并非“仙女神”之事被拆穿了的话，他们又会受到什么样的待遇呢？唉，现在先别想了，还是赶快休息要紧，周一郎将不安从脑海里甩掉。如果并不清楚“仙女神”是个什么样的存在，而把从那边的世界过来的人类都这么定义的话，毫无疑问的，周一郎二人就是这样了。 想到这里，周一郎忽然想起一件事情。刚来到这个世界的时候，他的脚边掉了一只可怕的右手，那只手的主人现在不知道怎么样了。会不会也来到这个世界了呢？这个想法让他打了个寒颤。除了他们之外，也许还有其他来自于那边世界的居民、或者是来自于别的世界的人类也未可知。 “这个时候只能休息了。” 周一郎躺在床上。 当具体性的危机迫在眉睫的时候，能与不能倒在其次，至少还能想出什么闪躲的方式，但是现在才刚刚来到这个世界而已。在科学上应该是同种生物的人类存在于这个世界里，而他们的文化发展程度大约如同中世纪时代的欧洲，这是周一郎目前惟一知道的事情。还有，如果通过翻译官的话，他们两人还能勉强以日文沟通。 不安确实存在，但不安也是无可奈何的吧。因为还没有具体性的威胁出现，所以连对策也无从思考起。 “周先生，我可以把这个当成睡衣吗？这个是穿着睡觉的吧？你看，这个，应该不是这个世界的便服吧，我想一定是睡衣没错。” 多梦手里拿着一件白色的套头衣服，脸上满是疑惑。这是周一郎二人进入房间之时所拿到的白色长袍。 “嗯，应该是吧。我想是睡衣没错。” “换上这个睡觉好吗？” “这个嘛……多梦觉得好就好了。” 多梦点了点头想了一会儿，接着却说：“我看，还是穿着自己的衣服睡觉好了。”于是她把套头衣服再次叠好，放在枕头旁边。 这个世界的居民对于毛衣配牛仔裤和运动鞋有着非比寻常的兴趣，甚至还要求他们尽可能地，再次穿出来亮相。不过，周一郎拒绝了。但是他并不想放弃那边世界的东西，所以他把坏掉的手电筒也要了回来。只可惜灯泡里的灯丝已经断了，所以点不着。如果有替代品的话，或许能修好也说不定。不过，要在这个世界里找到灯泡或者是灯丝，恐怕是件相当困难的事情吧。他想到从前爱迪生以竹子做成灯丝的故事。竹子啊，除了竹子之外，不知道还有没有其他的代用品呢。先别管了，周一郎把坏掉的手电筒和用不着的套头毛衣一起放在枕头旁边。也许能够修好，也许不能够修好；也许某天会有用到的时候，也许根本就用不到。 “球鞋一定要脱掉吧？” 多梦探头注视着没脱鞋就躺在床上的周一郎的脸。 “啊，我忘了。脱掉再睡吧。不过，最好还是放在可以立刻穿上的脚边比较安心。” "Ok." 多梦点了点头，把运动鞋整齐地排在床铺下面。 万一发生了什么状况，第一件事就是跑，所以运动鞋绝对不能放手。 “多梦，周先生一定会保护你的。安心睡吧。” "Ok." 周一郎躺在床上，盖上毛毯。从那边的世界亡命至此的疲惫，沉甸甸地在周一郎的身体内盘踞不去。 “睡不着吗，多梦？”周一郎问道。 钻进被子里已经超过三十分钟——由于没有时钟所以是大略的估计——但是多梦却还在不断地翻身。 “唉，眼前亮晃晃的，想睡也睡不着。” 壁炉里的火焰细细地燃烧着。对于习惯日光灯的周一郎二人而言，这种火光似乎太过炫目了一点。 “发生了好多事情呢。” 而且，将来不知道还会再发生什么事情，这种感觉也让人相当不安。周一郎同样也是怎么也睡不着。 “睡不着的话躺着就好。光是躺着对身体就是一种休息了。” 因为越是想让自己睡着的话，就反而越会睡不着。这个时候倒不如存心让自己保持清醒，这样子还比较可能会猛然入睡。 “呃，周先生。” "What's up?" “你能不能不要笑地听我说？” “什么事啊？我不会笑的。” “我好害怕，能不能过去跟你一起睡？” “真是个爱撒娇的孩子。不过，反正现在是非常时期，过来吧。” 一打开毯子做出接纳的姿态，多梦立刻从她那边钻了过来。 “周先生，好温暖哦。” “是吗？多梦的脚好冷啊。” “嗯，我觉得有点儿冷。这里的墙壁和地板都是石头打造的，所以特别冷。” "yes?" 像这样子的陪睡，是自从多梦进了幼稚园以后就再也没有过的事情。从那时起，多梦就开始一个人睡。 “感觉好象回到从前了呢。” "yes." “有周先生陪在身边，我就放心了。” 多梦打了个大大的呵欠。只不过是两个人互相在彼此的身旁而已，不知怎地竟能让心情安稳下来。 “多梦？” 几分钟之后，背对周一郎躺着的多梦已经传出规律的呼吸声。 "are you asleep?" 怎么叫都没有反应。听着多梦睡着后的呼吸声，周一郎也感受到一股睡意来袭。说起来，从前陪着小多梦睡觉的时候，自己好象也常常一边听着她规律而稳定的呼吸声，一边不知不觉地就睡着了呢。回想起令人怀念的过去的周一郎，再次不知不觉地和多梦一起坠入梦乡，以彼此的呼吸声为摇篮曲。