Chapter 50: Loneliness

When the once-chaotic Red Wolf Army was regrouped under the personal orders of the general from the castle, Chongyang knew that all he could do to stop the atrocities was over.

He kept his promise and did not kill Sizo, and after destroying the latter's hands and taking away the famous sword Frost Leaf, he quickly fled from the sight of the large group of sergeants.

"Sir Ogg, the enemy gave up and fled!"

The sergeant reported to a man in heavy armor, a flamboyant horned helmet, a square shield, and a thick-bladed sword.

The captain named Ogosi, half of his face was hidden under the mask attached to his helmet, revealing only a pair of deep blue eyes, and a cold light flashed when he looked at his fellow hostages abandoned by the enemy.

"You don't have to chase after it, leave it to the people in the shadows...... Carry Szo to me. ”

The scarred Zo was covered in blood and dying, and was transported to Og on a stretcher by the sergeant.

Og waved his men back and crouched down in front of the stretcher, as if to check on his colleague's injuries. However, Sizo, who was barely awake, felt a dangerous chill.

He tried his best to widen his slender eyes and let out a hoarse heaval to summon the other sergeants, but Augur reached out and grabbed his neck first!

"Under duress, he sent out orders to interfere with the troops, delaying the general's major affairs. Ogg said in a low voice under the mask, squeezing his colleague's neck with a little force, causing the latter's eyes to bulge with a look of anger and despair.

"And it was discarded again that swordsmanship and weapons were taken away, which is really a shame...... You are useless, Szo, and quietly return to the glory of the Holy Spirit. ”

Og coldly strangled the officer of his rank who was still breathing, and then closed his eyes as if nothing had happened.

"Come, take Commander Sizo down, and report to the general that he fought until the last moment and died with honor. ”·

The city of Les was still under threat from the Red Wolves, but at least through Chongyang's efforts, many of its citizens were able to survive the brutal slaughter.

The evil swordsman has a long history in Les City, and even in the face of overwhelming enemy forces, it is not without resistance, it is only because the Red Wolf Army cooperated with the dark department to launch an extermination operation that was too sudden and accurate, so it was caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties.

In the chaotic void created by Chongyang's sniper Szo, the survivors who reacted quickly moved and hid in various hidden locations in the city to escape the crisis, underground tunnels, wine cellars, and towers......

These shelters, also known as "safe houses", usually rely on the terrain to create a pattern that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, easy to flee and difficult to pursue, and also have warehouses with stockpiled supplies, so that those hiding in them can be completely isolated from the outside world for a period of time.

Of course, the Red Wolves launched a large-scale search, and the few who were unfortunate enough to be found could not escape the catastrophe, but most of the survivors were still out of view of the enemy army, and were able to breathe and soothe their wounds after the tragedy.

Dead.

A group of Red Wolf Sergeants patrolled the silent streets, scanning the surroundings with a wary gaze. It wasn't until they reached the corner of the alley and turned onto another road that a pile of wheat straw moved beside the street.

Chongyang, who confirmed the patrol with his mutated right eye, slowly emerged from the wheat straw pile, patted the dust on his face, and looked up at the night sky where Amaterasu was shining.

I don't know if it's the faint smell of blood in the air, or the overstimulation of his nostrils, he can always feel the ubiquitous smell of killing after experiencing a battle to the death.

The tranquility of the night is nothing but the gap between the storms, the romantic night sky, beautiful and calm as if it were an illusion.

After being stunned for a while, Chongyang dragged his tired body towards the shadow of the alley. With a mutated right eye, as long as he pays more attention on the way, it is not difficult to avoid the patrol, but the elusive red wolf is a bit troublesome to deal with.

He followed the road to the agreed place to meet Chloe. Walking alone in the dark night full of danger was a very tense action, but the physical and mental fatigue and inexplicable feelings made Chongyang unconsciously think about some more things.

It's been a long time since I came to this middle world, and when I was fighting bloody battles in search of return, what was happening in the big world?

Through the blurred Amaterasu, he seems to be able to vaguely see the other world of the person who cares. ......

In the first month of autumn, the Wren Empire, the imperial capital of Baizhe, officially entered the first month of autumn, the dark clouds were endless, it was rare to see a few days of sunshine, and the air was full of cold, desolate, and decadent smells.

Sentimental bards sing light and melodious ballads, drunken mercenaries burp while admiring dancers' slender and sexy waists, bored magicians gather to gamble cards, and street vendors drowsy at deserted stalls.

The haze of sleep, the hustle and bustle of sleep, the ups and downs of countless people, life and death, even if there is a moment of wonder, will be due to their own fall, the burial of the season, and return to a calm silence. It's like a huge whirlpool, swept through it, spread out, and then inevitably disappears, sinks, sinks, sinks......

The magical fire mage Chongyang Bright is such a once-famous member who fell into the vortex of disappearance.

As if overnight, the name was abruptly dropped in many places, and the taboo of avoiding talking about this person quickly spread from top to bottom to every aspect of the city.

The general public in the lower echelons may not understand the sensitivity of this name among the higher-ups, but they can always sense the tension that permeates from that plane, just like the nerve endings in the human body, which do not know the right of the brain to think, but can feel the subtle signals from above.

There are no public warnings, but the cautious are conscious, careful, and even occasionally talk about them without going too deep, in order to guard against anger and conflict between certain unattainable beings.

"Hey, you know what?"

"Well, I think I've heard of it......"

"It's a pity, a good genius ......"

"Overly flamboyant ......"

In the corner of the tavern, the bored mercenary group mages finished playing cards, and they started talking nonsense one after another. And next to them, a silent and quiet figure in a gray robe, hearing the name Chongyang Bright, the hand holding the wine glass moved slightly.

In a moment, he raised his glass and drank the drink, then tossed a few crystals on the table and got up to leave.

Walking out of the tavern, the gray-robed youth waved to a cab and said to the coachman the name of a park next to the Magical Society.

In the small park that was left out by the crowd in the bleak autumn, a woman with an elegant temperament sat on a bench and raised her white hands to feed the pigeons that gathered around her.

Until the gray-robed young man walked in from outside the park, he flew a flock of pigeons and scattered a feather.

"You're here. ”

Helen withdrew her hand and looked at the gray-robed young man, whose haggard and emaciated face had a deep calm.

The gray-robed young man stood still when he walked three steps away from the bench, touched his chest with his right hand, and bowed respectfully.

"You should already know about my meeting with Her Royal Highness. Helen lowered her head slightly, and a pair of small hands were twisted in front of her lower abdomen, "You should know, I said everything I wanted to say...... Including some things that were promised not to be said. ”

The gray-robed young man maintained a bowed posture and did not say a word.

"I'm sorry to be so capricious...... But this is the last time, and I can go with you now. Helen slowly stood up, took two steps forward, and stood in front of the young man.

The young man straightened up, nodded, and waved his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Helen looked deeply at the young man's face under the hood.

"Thank you, Julian...... No, Joshua. ”

With that, Helen walked past the young man and walked to the carriage waiting outside the park.

A gust of cold wind blew off the young man's hood, revealing a handsome face with flowing black hair and charming eyes like amber, and the silhouette image was vaguely the mysterious Grand Sifu who had been transferred to the Ninth Division of the Scroll Section of the Magic Association more than a year ago.

"My pleasure, Your Majesty. ”

The dark-haired young man, who had used the alias Julian Colelandi but whose real name was Joshua, replied softly and immediately followed behind the beautiful woman.

Suddenly a drop of rain fell from the dark sky, and then gradually expanded, splashing a lonely rain.

Imperial Palace.

"You can't even find a single person, are the thirteen brigades of your Royal Knights all rubbish!?"

Roseali's hysterical shouts shook the hall.

"Your Highness, please forgive me, this is very strange, we have obviously sent someone to monitor Helen Ikabron and her entire family, but I don't know what's going on, all of them are ......," a sweaty official of the Royal Knights bowed.

"Shut up! I don't want to listen to any excuses!"

The princess of the empire was completely furious, grabbed a valuable porcelain vase in the air and threw it at the official.

"Calm down, Rose. Prince Lawrence, who was next to him, clasped his hands and sighed helplessly.

Peng!Bang!Long...... As if deliberately contradicting Lawrence's words, Roseali relentlessly bombarded the poor official with the magic of teleportation with her bare hands, until she was smashed into the desert and fled.

Lawrence covered his face.

After Chongyang was assassinated and fell into a situation where her life and death were unknown, the mood of the imperial princess has always been very bad. Prince Lawrence, who watched her grow up, felt that his sister had never been so bad, even in the face of Antonio's oppression, he never saw her go crazy enough to vent her anger with other people.

As a person who has a good impression of Chongyang and has great expectations, Lawrence suffered a lot of blows after learning the news, but it is a drop in the bucket compared to Rose. Therefore, he did not even have time to show too much loss and anger, but was busy reassuring and cheering up Her Royal Highness the Imperial Princess.

After the frenzy, Roseali's expression gradually weakened, and finally she threw herself on the bench weakly, losing all her fresh breath, like a dried fish out of the lake.

Lawrence shook his head as he gestured to the frightened palace maid to get some drinks.

After Chongyang "disappeared", Rose Yali and Helen supported each other and comforted each other. But now Helen is gone!? What happened, Lawrence didn't know, because he couldn't be present to hear the last conversation between the two, but he could understand what Helen's departure meant to Rose now.

The princess of the empire looks strong, but she is actually a woman who is easily injured.

The specially prepared warm wine was served, and Lawrence picked up the glass and sat down beside Roseali, and was about to say a few words of comfort, when he heard the princess pounce on the chair and make a weak voice.

"Second brother...... What the hell went wrong?"

"Huh?"

"Why is this happening...... It shouldn't turn out like this...... What the hell is wrong...... How could Chongyang be thrown into the spatial turbulence, how could Helen ......"

Roseali curled up, her eyes sparkling and her mouth muttering repeatedly.

Obviously agreed to be together, didn't it? that gentle and sincere little nobleman in the countryside, that gentle and kind little city woman...... It has been said that if you have a wedding, you can get along forever.

Could it be that this is too capricious? The absurd form of three people being together has not been allowed by God after all, which has caused such a tragedy?

If so, then why don't you punish me alone? I am the one who deceives myself, I am the one who is proud and willful, and I am the one who acts arbitrarily...... Why am the guilty ones still here, while the two of them suffer a cruel fate!

Roseali wrenched in grief.

Lawrence was also speechless for a long time in the face of his sister's deep loss. Until a palace maid walked in outside, saying that someone had asked to see the two highnesses.

Lawrence's eyes widened when he heard the name of the visitor, and Roseali recovered from her sadness and jumped up from the bench.

It was "she" who came.