At this moment, hundreds of miles away…
A man laid on the golden sand, unable to move.
Beads of sweat emerged all over his body, making him itchy.
But he was motionless.
Even through clothes, the sand was so hot to the touch, it was burning his skin.
The man tried his best to focus, so he wouldn’t faint from all the heat and pain.
At this time, he always remembered what the「Eagle」 once said:
If people like them were caught by imperial officers and soldiers, their chests would be branded with a red branding iron.
A branding iron was harder than sand and hotter than the sun. Once it touches the skin, it will melt a layer of skin and leave a brand.
That feeling,「Eagle」said: it's like going to hell.
Golden Sand gang members often speaked of hell, after all they were destined to meet again there.
Hell is a scary place and it’s boring; there’s no gold or silver, no good wine, no beautiful women.
You couldn’t name a single good thing there
But here, as long as they succeed in today's raid, they will have whatever they want.
This caravan was said to be larger than ones before, and the「Eagle」had received absolutely reliable information.
The caravan from far away brought the families of the rich and nobles, and the car was full of gold and silver treasures.
If the information was correct, in 30 minutes, all of these would belong to them.
He was actually younger, but not too young. Looking at the whole face at a glance, only the eyes stood out: those were the eyes of an eagle.
He looked into the distance, as if hunting for his prey.
There was no need to question, no promises,
As long as you follow the instructions of「Eagle」, the exchange will be——
Suddenly, a smile appeared on Eagle’s face,
His eyes changed accordingly.
The man on the sand looked forward again and gave a sigh of relief. Though the heated air was roasting his lungs, he didn’t mind.
Far away, dust was rising.
「It’s coming.」
Someone whispered.
The men who had been in ambush for a long time were relieved, the most difficult stage had passed.
From here on, there was only victory. And this victory……
Was something they’ve been waiting for a long time.
From the outside, the coffin was completely sealed with no gaps present.
Several black leather straps were wrapped around the body of the coffin and bound it firmly.
A man with blond hair and green eyes knelt next to the coffin on one knee, sliding his slender fingers across the coffin's surface.
His movements were as soft as if caressing, but as if he had exhausted all his strength.
This person made the coffin with his own hands, so that the contents of the coffin were isolated from the world.
It was this person who fought against the laws of the world, just to bring his beloved back to the present world.
Before his wish was fulfilled, he couldn't throw himself away from the world.
So, among the roars, shouts, and crying from afar;
among the wailing of camels, the overturning of carriages, the slashing of swords——
——The man was motionless, unconsciously.
It seemed that everything except this coffin had nothing to do with him.