Levi was gone, but more than forty soldiers came in the evening, claiming to have been dispatched from the Eighth Brothers-in-Arms, and reporting to me and Andrew in the middle of the camp in the presence of Chief Centurion Guy and everyone.

I was embarrassed, I don't know why, what can I do, Aetius said to give me and Andrew to replenish the soldiers, and give me supplements. It was like I was afraid that I and Andrew's hundred-man team would lack one person, looking at these forty people, I didn't know what to do, looking around, I saw the two centurion soldiers under Guy around me appearing around me, they looked at the forty soldiers, and then looked at me, their eyes were full of doubt, I think they were wondering why I was able to get the favor of the top so casually.

Through the light of the fire, I could clearly see the iron-clad face of Chief Centurion Guy not far away, who was sitting at the mouth of his tent, staring at each other without saying a word, for a second of less. The inexplicable anger that burst out of Guy's eyes, but that look only lasted for a second, and Guy quickly lowered his head, got up and turned into his tent.

An inexplicable sense of crisis swelled up in my heart, and I seemed to understand what those eyes had conveyed to me in that second, not so much an anger, as an alertness, a warning. The appearance of these forty support soldiers basically made a clear line between me and Andrew and Chief Centurion Guy.

On the contrary, I began to be dissatisfied with Aetius in my heart, I did not know him, but in his hands, I was ascending day by day. But the downside of this is that it makes me feel more and more uneasy.

I casually pointed and motioned for them to find a tent where there was no one or no one to live in, and they were also soldiers of the Eighth Brothers-in-Arms, and their arrival was warmly welcomed by my soldiers. They cheered and whistled and hugged each other with the New Kid, something I think Guy and his centurions didn't want to see.

I sat distracted by the campfire that had risen in the middle of the camp, which was warmer than in the tent, and I kept warm by the fire, and I tried my best to speculate in my mind about Aetius, or Levi's intentions. It's because I'm too stupid and ordinary, I can't really figure out what Aetius's head has in mind for me.

"Luga!"

The call, not loud, but like a thunderbolt from the sky, scared me and almost made me jump. I quickly looked up and saw that it was Andrew, and I breathed a sigh of relief and complained to him, "You almost scared me out to see God." ”

"What's the matter, Luga, why do you look so sullen at this carefree time?"

Looking at Andrew's innocent and stupid appearance, I smiled, I really didn't know whether to scold him or praise him.

I shook my head and lied to tell him I was just thinking about Tenaia and Ana.

"Ha, Luga, you guy, you are really the darling of Venus, even if you miss a girl, you think about two, Cupid is also ignorant and shot you two arrows. Hahahaha! ”

Andrew, this guy, I don't know what's going on, so happy, could it be that there are more than 20 more people to make him so satisfied?

"What's wrong? Luga, why are you so sullen, I don't think you must be missing that girl! ”

"Alas, you guy, you are not smart when you should be smart, and you are a lot more clever when you shouldn't, and I really don't have any way to say you."

"Luga, you must be wondering why Marshal Aetius is giving you these troops, right?" Andrew asked me in a deep voice.

"Yes, I'm full of doubts about that, too." I said, looking at the bonfire burning in front of me that was burning enough to swallow me, and all my eyes were full of the slightly beating flames, and said, "There is no love for no reason, and there is no hate for no reason. ”

"Hey, Luga, don't keep thinking about it!" Andrew reassured me instead, "Maybe we survived by Nar, and Marshal Aetius thinks we're malleable?" ”

"Oh, that's enough, Andrew, I really didn't think of anything more appropriate than the excuse you're looking for now." I smiled and waved at him, signaling that I really didn't want to continue this kind of communication.

Now I'm afraid that not only Chief Centurion Guy, but all the soldiers under his command will be alienated from Andrew, or even hostile, to me, which may be what Aetius thought. But that's just my inner thoughts, and I can't tell Andrew what I think right now. I can't imagine Andrew, who so insists that Aetius is the embodiment of justice, think of me making such a rebellious statement.

The night was over, and I felt completely warm, so I put the fur blanket over my body and went back to the tent. The temperature was a little different from the campfire outside, and the cold forced me to wrap myself tightly in all the clothes and cloaks I could, and in the darkness and silence in front of me, I only felt that my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and after a while, I fell into a deep sleep.

In the haze, it just felt like I was lying where I was, it was a ground, or rather, a scorched earth.

Fire, there was fire everywhere in front of me, the flames were burning on the scorched earth around me as if there was no firewood, and I couldn't say why, I was lying on the ground, my arms and legs were covered with burning flames. I panicked and quickly extinguished it with my hands.

Standing up again, in an instant, heart-rending screams rang out all around. The voice was so miserable that it was not just one person, but thousands of people screaming at the same time. When I looked up again, I saw countless people, struggling in the sea of fire, like a hell of fire, and the people who were slowly consumed by the flames were constantly struggling, desperately looking for a possible way out in the flames.

"Am I dreaming?"

I stood up, asked myself, and spread my hands, and I saw that my hands were stained with blood and scorched earth between my fingernails.

"What's wrong with me!"

I stood in the midst of the fire, watching the flames around me eat away at the ground beneath my feet, and in the midst of the fire, the charred people lost their last strength in the struggle, and the screams gradually died out.

At this moment, the flames were burning all around, but I couldn't hear the sound of burning. But I heard the sound of horses' hooves, right behind me.

"Who!"

I hurried back and saw a figure beyond the flames, carrying a tall horse, like a god. But in the smoke of the flames, only human figures could be seen, and then there was a blur, and only faint outlines could be seen.

"Who are you?"

I asked him, but he didn't answer, just like a sculpture, silent, motionless.

The flames burned brighter and closer, encircling me in a position of less than a square meter.

The flames were approaching step by step, and I felt that my hair, armor, clothes, and flesh were all infected by the flames, and they were all burning one by one.

The knight turned back, and he rode back, leaving me with a blazing flame to burn with it.