"What if...... I mean, if I save him, what will you repay me for?" Loria held her chin and looked at Tyran's body and wounds, Ethanlien had broken his heart, but the wound was not large, and there was not much blood loss, she picked up the dagger that had killed Tyran, and sniffed it close to the tip of her nose...... Well, she didn't know anything about poison.

Old Fording didn't even look at her, but looked sadly at his son's body.

"I still need Tyran Ferdin's help, and you promise me that if he survives, you will go as far as you want, and don't interfere with his movements. ”

"For Alexander's sake, I'll let you go. Ferding looked at Loria in exasperation, "Shut up and walk away!"

Loria pursed her lips, this powerful old man exuded a great aura all over her body, as long as she roared two voices, she really didn't want to provoke the darling of fate, but for some reason, she just felt that she couldn't get along with the old man Fuding.

Nasty, you owe me, she bit her wrist and dripped her own blood onto Tyran's wound, but quickly took a few steps back, and the old man Ferding was glaring at her with his sword in hand, and that gaze seemed to want to cut her into pieces.

Loria stepped back with a threatening expression, she whistled, and a large fox in the woods with several hairs ran crookedly and listlessly, and Loria guarded Ferdin, and tied the other end of the rope that bound the frozen chief prosecutor to the big fox's neck, and she jumped on the fox, patted its head, and left.

"Slow down! Slow down!" Loria looked at the Attorney General who was being dragged to the ground and patted Ahri on the back, "If he breaks, you'll be responsible for gluing it up!"

The twittering girl, who seemed equally annoying to Ferdin, drifted away, and he re-immersed himself in his endless grief, and at last he burst into tears when there was no one around.

His son's body seemed to move, and Fordin's eyes widened with a gasp, and his heart overflowed with unrealistic, illusory hopes...... After a moment he frowned again, gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and thought of some unspeakable horror...... Those sinful crusaders, what they did to Tyran!

There is only one possibility for the resurrection of the dead...... Fordin's eyes turned blood-red, and he stared at Tyran's corpse, which twitched slightly after a moment...... Even if he had to chop his son's body to pieces with his own hands, he would never let the filthy spirits desecrate him!

Do you really want to do this...... Just lock him up and don't let him hurt others...... Ah, some of the undead still have memories of their lives and can even speak...... No, no, no, he must not desecrate his soul for the sake of his own pathetic wishes!

Suddenly, Tyran's chest heaved slightly, as if he had regained his breath, and his fingers moved slightly from time to time, and although his eyes were still closed, they seemed to come to life.

He's breathing! He's not turned into an undead...... No, don't fool yourself!

Fordin stared at Tyran, the blood on the ground and the fatal wound on his son's chest confronting him with the reality of grief, his fingers holding the hilt of his sword pale from overexertion, and his clenched teeth on the verge of shattering.

I...... Determination has been made.

He tilted his head and closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and lifted the sword in his hand as if it were the embodiment of justice.

"I'd love to see your pain and regret, but your son is still useful to me. ”

The nasty Mograine approached again!Fordin's eyes opened in anger, but everything around him suddenly spun around, and he felt himself fall heavily to the ground, and he tried to look in his vertigo, and found that his vision was level with Tyran's boots, and his body became uncontrollable, and his consciousness seemed to be stuffed into something else, and the powerlessness that far exceeded any time spread into the depths of his soul.

The big fox galloped up, and the girl on its back lifted Tyran with a strange force, "Go, remember your promise, don't let me see you again." ”

Loria didn't look closely at Fordin's eyes, she slapped the big fox's head and urged it to hurry, hurry, hurry, faster, even if the frozen chief prosecutor's arm was knocked off by the stone...... After that failed teleportation, she suddenly realized another mystery in the arcane ocean.

Transfiguration: Squirrel!

I don't know if her magic is not skilled enough, or if Old Fording is too strong, and the big fox has not run too far, the squirrel scurrying around has reverted to the appearance of Old Fortin, and he clubs his sword and looks at Tyran who is gradually moving away...... Motionless until everything was lost into darkness, until dawn passed, until the light came again, and the statue-like man pulled up his hood and turned away.

She was too young to understand herself...... Thinking of her panicked departure, thinking of Ethan Lion's arm flying somewhere, Fording smiled slightly.

The little girl of the Mograine family is not so annoying, if I have to say, she is still a very cute child.

After this incident, he has regained his strength, and it is time for him to complete his unfinished business.

……

Now that I think about it, I was so out of shape...... The eldest lady's strategy was indeed correct, and those indiscriminate prosecutors sent a large number of soldiers at first, and after the attack failed, they retreated into the city and never came out.

Clement patrolled the front of the position, and the squad that cleaned up the battlefield dragged the three sinners to her.

"He had no wounds on his body at all, and he was put to death. Clement said with a blank face, "Take these two down for treatment and wipe off one of their crimes." ”

He hated these people who had killed his comrades, and he could easily purge them by military decree, but rules are rules, and those who fought bravely must be rewarded.

The adjutant had counted the number of men, and in addition to the ten sinners, twenty-seven were killed, one was missing, thirty-nine were seriously wounded, and countless minor wounds were inflicted, and nearly half of the soldiers could not be put into battle again for a short time, but compared to the enemy, such losses were already miraculous...... Clement looked at Alice, who was sitting on a sandbag and nibbling on a small bread, she will never forget the previous scene, countless tentacles tied with bows broke out of the ground, directly cutting off the enemy's retreat, and I don't know who kept shouting that those tentacles were made by the Prosecutor of Hearthvale, plus the rain of arrows on the city wall that suddenly landed to attack the tentacles, thousands of panicked enemy troops collapsed.

In addition to the battle dead and fleeing, they took more than 160 prisoners, and dragged out of the pile of dead men almost the same number of rescued men.

According to the eldest lady's plan, these enemies are also her people, but the enemy will not surrender easily, and this is the price that must be paid...... Clement prayed that everything would be as the eldest lady had hoped, and that she would never again have to pay her life to break the enemy's defenses. (To be continued.) )