"Drive, drive, drive." Baron Horton Sandersfield fled alone in horror on the gravel road from Yafin to Dividend's fortress, constantly using the spurs on the stirrups to stimulate the crotch horse he snatched, but the rapid escape made the horse suddenly break the horse's legs, and threw him out like the projection arm of a torsion trebuchet, the horse's mouth spit out fishy white foam, and Horton also fell hard, his mouth not only gushed salty blood, numbness and stiffness, Even his two front teeth quietly left the gums on which he depended.

"It's time to wash!" He climbed up the terrified gravel path, and he could already feel that his pronunciation was beginning to become strange, and his legs and feet were faintly aching, as if they were about to start to make a fuss—about to disobey.

The sound of the rushing water of the River Raif sounded to him like the footsteps of countless pursuers. The trees in the surrounding forest made him even more frightened. It was as if his whole being had fallen into a kind of illusion woven by fear. Suspicious thoughts tormented his heart that was about to burst with nervousness.

He panicked, and walked on the muddy gravel road like a lost dog, limping towards the fortress of Diefend. Along the way, weapons and armor discarded by deserters occasionally hid in the low bushes along the roadside.

"It's just one step away! I must escape, and the Earl of Yafen will not spare me. I need to get back to the fortress right now! Yes! That's right, that's right! Return to the fortress to pack up your belongings and disappear into this damn cursed place, then find a way to go to the royal city of Parma to ask for the protection of His Majesty's court. Yes, that's probably the best way to go! Hold the fortress? No, that's no different from suicide! Yes, it's better to give up territory than life! Oh, damn red boar! Oh, and that abominable Earl of Arfin, Walker, Walker Eastem! Horton argued in his heart, and finally the idea of escaping captured the capital in his heart.

Horton's legs were limp, his eyes were glazed, and he could barely move an inch, if it weren't for the strong faith of escape that kept him going. So much so that he almost had to think about this level of self-understanding. He finally saw the Diefend Bridge in the early morning of the day after the attack on the Entel barracks, and the wooden bridge that had been frequented made his heart feel dear to the fear of the night.

"It's finally coming! Count Yafen must have forgotten me. I'm just an inconspicuous little person! That's great! He felt a warmth welling up in his heart, and his feet were not so heavy under the encouragement of the secret joy in his heart.

The morning sun lit Horton's cheeks with hope, and the startled birds in the forest seemed to be reporting the dawn on time for him, and the fresh air was no longer as dull as dawn. Everything is new. Just like the water of the River Raff, which flows west under the wooden bridge of Diefend, will slowly flow to the temporary safety of Fort Diefend.

Horton followed the gravel road to the Diefend Wooden Bridge and quickly made a detour to the right. A more familiar aura permeated from the gravel road beneath his feet, the path he had built from the wooden bridge to the fortress of Divifender, and each gravel paved with the ground concealed his former glory.

The 10-mile trek was difficult, but exciting. His fortress of Diefender was already visible, just behind the bushes not far away.

"Finally! Finally! I can finally leave this pesky Yafen, and finally pack up my belongings and go to His Majesty Seegal II to accept the protection of his great court! Hahahaha, Earl Walker, I will definitely bring all the secrets of Ofenburgh to His Majesty, and he will definitely make you fall to your knees and beg in excommunication! Let all of your henchmen go to Arcana's temple! Aha! Hope lies ahead! That's my home! Horton pointed to the Dieffonde Fortress and laughed loudly, as if the laughter had been suppressed for an unknown number of years.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, shameful Lord Baron Diefend, and your treachery is known to almost everyone from Yafin to Sharphill. As if your wishful thinking isn't so worthy of your laughter. On the contrary, it may not seem like your home ahead, but it seems to be your end. Don't you think so, Houghton Sandersfiger, you traitor through and through? Two horses had already sprang out of the gravel road ahead, and one of them jumped off his horse and threw his whip to the other, "Then Wayne, I'll clean up this traitor." Anyway, I haven't had a bird in my mouth lately except last night. ”

"This Excellency and Lord Wayne of the Landmark family, I feel really flattered to see you here." Horton looked at the identity and lines in a spirit, he recognized Wayne Landmark, but he couldn't recognize the man who was walking towards him, his legs were suddenly as heavy as lead, and he stood motionless, "This Excellency I don't know, if you can make a way for me to let me go, I promise you in the name of Baron Diefend—reward you with lots and lots of goods." Although you may not be able to get along with me, you can get along with the gold coins! Besides, we have no grudges! ”

"I used to be just a pawn of a caravan led by Sharp, you are a high baron, you don't remember me, I don't feel any surprise, I remember the fact that your claws have not been trimmed for dozens of summers and winters!" The man who walked towards Horton quickly drew his sword from his waist, "Your baron has been taken back by my lord of Yafen, shameful traitor, you should call me Lord Colossius, Baron of Perland." ”

"Looks like the guy who can carry the Sword of Easttim must be a close confidant of that fellow Walker. Presumably" Horton felt a chill all over his body, but the fact that Fender Fortress was in front of him still made him still have luck and illusions, and he nervously reached out and grasped the scabbard.

"I'll help you finish, traitor. Presumably, it was a narrow road encounter, and the brave won. I know a lot more dwarven proverbs than you do. Culosius's red face was expressionless, and his voice was as stiff as a stone falling to the ground, and he took a dagger from the strap, and threw it in front of Horton Sandersfiger, "You have two ways to choose, one is to accept the judgment of the lord like a man, use this dagger to apologize for your sins, end your life of betrayal, and leave a whole corpse, and report to the temple of Arcana in a bright light; The other way is for me to take off your head myself, in which case the last vestige of your honor will be gone - of course I hate it, and the filthy blood in your body will stain my hands and the Sword of Easttem. ”

"Wait! I don't think it's necessary for us to be so committed to the will of the Lord, and I think we have a third way. You let me go, I'll give you a lot of money! Horton's voice whimpered, and he shook his head incessantly, screaming in his heart, "Fort Diefend's is not far behind the bushes, ah, I can't lose my life here." ”

"Is this a kind of private negotiation, even according to Rinston's current royal power law, it seems that vassals are not allowed to terminate the lord's orders privately, even if you jump out of this cheating legal circle, I don't think you have enough leverage to convince me to agree to your excessive request, you are not a vassal of Yafen at all, and you have already been robbed of your title. For the sake of riches, you have forgotten your vows; For the sake of status, you forget loyalty; For the sake of greed, you forget your faith. "Colosius stood in front of Horton and counted his charges, each of which was unspeakable to Colossius's past." Measure the way I have shown you. You don't have the rest of your life! ”

"Delusion!! Shut your disgusting face full of righteousness, are you laughing at me or provoking me!? I don't have anything more to say to you! He rose from the ground and drew his sword. The cold blade of the sword reflected the cold light.

"You're sure you're going to duel me, and you've already chosen the second path. Then let my sword of Easttem carry out the justice of Jaffin and lead you on your way. Traitor. The polished blade of Culosius' Sword of Easttim reflected Kulosius's flushed face, but it was a little red.

"Looks like that Walker guy is going to buy you inside completely, strange fellow Kulosius. You think your relationship is extraordinary to him, just because he gave you his sword! Well, since you think so, it came just in time, and when I saw this sword, I remembered that damned Yafen coward. I swear by my glory! Will use your blood to vent the resentment in my heart. Look at the sword! Horton noticed the distinctive one-handed longsword. He laughed wildly, his vicious eyes full of viper-like malice, and his one-handed longsword struck Kurosius like a viper.

"There is no glory in being a traitor, and I am Walker's brother, Culosius Crono, not a bribe in your short-sighted eyes. On behalf of the enforcers of Yafen, I will execute you for your stubbornness. Kurosius flicked the hilt of his sword and opened the blade of Horton's stab.

"It depends on whether you have the ability to do it! But the block is just the right time, maybe it's just a coincidence! Horton's figure circled to the left side of Culosius with the crisp sound of swords clashing, and raised his sword to thrust again. Haha, you can't dodge this trick! ”

"If you're a nine-headed sea monster on Lena Island, maybe I won't be able to escape it!" Kurosius raised the sword of Easttime slightly to protect his face, and the tip of Horton's one-handed longsword was just stuck in the blood groove of Easttime's blade. Horton, who was too focused on attacking, didn't notice the sudden close-fitting Cullowsius, who raised his left arm and threw a heavy uppercut, Horton fell backwards with this fierce blow, his jaw seemed to be shattered by this sudden uppercut, and quickly threw away his one-handed long sword, just covering his chin, and screaming in pain.

Horton struggled to get up from the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his eyes full of resentment towards Colossius. He screamed and stretched out his arms to pounce on Culosius and jam him by the neck, but Culosius had already deftly dodged beside him. Horton just pounced, and all that was left in his eyes was the fast-moving remnant of Cullosius.

"You look like a wild dog." Horton's heart was startled, and a mockery of Cullosius came from his side. Before he could turn around and pounce, he was picked up by Culosius and kicked an egg to pieces.

"Ahh Yes! Holden clutched his crotch and screamed and threw himself forward, like a wild dog that had found a treasure - trying to take a puddle of on the gravel floor for himself. The spontaneous feeling of swelling and pain stimulated his whole body, and he had become a wasted person, "No, don't kill me, I'll give you everything!" Please let me go. ”

"Before your shameful mutiny, why, I didn't think there was anything wrong with surrendering, but I couldn't mutiny." Kurosius turned his back to Horton, raised his head and slowly put away the sword of Eastterm, leaning down to pick up the dagger from the ground.

Horton's hand groped quietly on the gravel floor. He gripped the one-handed longsword he had discarded, and suddenly he struggled to his feet from the ground, gritting his teeth and swinging the sword at Culosius's neck without saying a word.

"Culosius! Be careful! Wayne, who was watching from a distance, yelled.

The one-handed long sword seemed to be only a few hairs away from Culosius's neck, and a killing intent eroded the back of Culosius's head, but at this moment, Horton's right hand holding the sword suddenly felt a huge inch, and the one-handed long sword in his hand was held steadily, and Culosius, who suddenly turned around, seemed to have been on guard, and the dagger in Culosius's hand stabbed into Horton's throat.

"May Arcana forgive your sins." Culosius turned and walked away.

"Ahem, ahem, you!" The pain was so severe that Horton couldn't say a full paragraph, he was on his back, he wanted to curse the departed dream terminator again with malice, but a stream of blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth, the stimulated blood choked him and couldn't breathe, the blue sky was full of white clouds, and the boundary between blue sky and white clouds was gradually blurring in his vision.