Pulhart puffed out his chest, his tall body almost at the level of the Banshee King on the bony horse: "When is Lady Windranger going to release our people?" ”

"Wait until you're all a kilometer away."

Pulhart frowned, a kilometer was not too far, but he was still a little relieved.

At this time, the adjutant beside him interjected: "Madame, can you release a few people first to show sincerity?" ”

"Haven't I shown enough sincerity today?" For the first time, the queen's tone showed dissatisfaction, and the faint anger in her words made her heart tremble.

"Haha, today I have seen the true face of the Silver Hand," a black-robed ranger beside the queen suddenly opened his mouth and laughed angrily, listening to the voice of a man, "The legendary bright and noble paladin is not only an unpunctual leper dog, but also no different from a thief who burns and loots!" ”

Although he said it ugly, it was also true, and the "two lights" policy of Silver Dawn looting and burning all the light on the island seems to have angered many of the forsaken.

But mercy to the enemy is the greatest cruelty to oneself, and Unas feels that Silver Dawn's approach is justified, and this guy is purely provocative.

"Today I also saw the true face of the Forsaken, and sure enough, just like the legend, I only know how to steal chickens and dogs, and sneak attacks from behind!" No one expected Hans to jump out and brazenly confront the male ranger.

In a war, there is no sneak attack or not, and being able to suppress the opponent is the king, but Unas felt that Hans, a stunned man, scolded him very well, and praised him in his heart.

"Hans (Nathanos), stand down!"

The voices of Pulhart and Sylvanas shouting at their men rang out almost simultaneously, neither wanting to fall apart at this last moment.

"Well, then, we will wait a mile away for good news from the lady." Pullhart stepped back first.

The Dark Queen also slowed her tone, "Your people will return to you one by one. ”

"That's for the best." Pulhart nodded slightly, then turned around, waved to the people behind him, and walked in the direction where the large army had left.

Unas searched and searched, but couldn't find Enya-Staryu, she must have been hiding behind the crowd.

"Enya, are you there?" Unas deliberately shouted affectionately.

There was no response, but everyone's eyes were almost focused on him, Unas raised his old face, raised the elven sword in his hand, and shouted to the Dark Ranger array again: "I will prepare a real gift for you when we meet next time!" ”

He was flirting with his sister in public, and the male ranger named Nathanos let out a cold snort and looked at him viciously, two scarlet eyes under his cloak that were selective.

Hehe, labor and management just want to ride your face to soak your sister, see if your dog's mouth dares to spray feces!

Another fiery gaze hit Unas in the face, and he turned his head to see Sylvanas looking at him with interest with the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Unas's heart is weak for a while, like a new son-in-law who sees his mother-in-law for the first time, or is he found out when he seduces someone else's wife? He couldn't tell which one it was.

The colleagues around him gave him a thumbs up, and Erigor slapped him on the shoulder and made fun of him: "Brother, well done, the work of the Forsaken can be handed over to you later." ”

"you!" Unas pushed Erigor away with an elbow, picked up a few bags of grain, and left.

……

Give your soul and you will receive eternal life.

Surrender to me and you will receive eternal strength.

Unas suddenly woke up from his dream, the cold in the dark tent, and the words that he kept repeating in the dream were still deeply imprinted in his mind, could it be that the resentment of the Fear Demon King was really entangled in him?

He touched his heart, which was still aching, and asked in a tentative whisper, "Who are you?" Where are you? ”

"Forgot me so quickly? Small bugs. A familiar voice suddenly sounded from his chest, it was Bethrys' voice!

Unas screamed and bounced off the thatch, and the marching tent was swaying from his roof.

There were a few footsteps outside, and someone walked quickly to lift the tent, torches and a helmeted head stuck in: "Unas-sama, what's wrong?" ”

Unas quickly adjusted the frightened expression on his face, pretended to be calm, and made up a reason: "It's okay, a mouse scared me." ”

The soldier looked at him embarrassed, and there was a funny and unsmiling expression on his face: "Excuse me, we'll retreat if it's okay." ”

"Yes, it's hard work."

Sending away the soldiers of the night watch, Unas stood in the tent, fear coming in waves, and he asked again in a whispered tentative, "Bethrys?" ”

"Humph!"

This time I heard it clearly, it was the voice coming from his chest, when did Besherine run into his body?

He couldn't help but think of the black ray that burrowed into his chest when he killed the Dreadlord, could it be that he was hit at that time?

"Y-How did you get into my body?"

"Do you remember my curse?" Bethires didn't remain silent any longer, and asked rhetorically.

Whoever kills me will die with a broken heart.

"Originally, I thought that I would really go back to my hometown this time, but you didn't die of a broken heart, so I also got a chance to survive."

The Dreadlord's dying curse resembles a causal spell, killing the Dreadlord is the cause, and the demon slayer is the result of breaking his heart and dying.

If there is a cause, there is an effect, and if there is no effect, there is no cause, and since Unas did not die with a broken heart, then the Dreadlord was able to retain a wisp of remnant soul.

The curse also linked the souls of the two, and Bethrius's remnant soul took the opportunity to attach itself to Unas's body.

Unas was less afraid of the cause and effect after figuring out the cause and effect, and he summoned the holy energy at the center of his eyebrows to twist into several arrows, and tentatively stabbed at the heart, where Bethrius's voice came from.

A sharp pain from the heart, and the demonic curse is still in effect?

Bethrith's wild laughter rang out: "You still want to kill me? Our lives are now connected, and if I die, you will die too! ”

"Labor and management will die with you!" Unas used all the holy energy in his body, condensing a fiery spear of holy light in his body, and he was about to stab his heart.

"No!" The demon's desperate screams shook his chest.

The spear of light suddenly stopped before the heart, Unas had no intention of dying with the Dreadlord, he still wanted to enjoy a little more life.

He pretended to scare the demon out, but failed.

Watching Betherys's screams doesn't look like acting, this demon is by no means the type to see death as home, and there is only one possibility left for it to die in its own body - it is sealed in its own body, and it cannot move freely.

In order to verify this speculation, Unas softened: "Lord Demon King, you see that I am just an ordinary person, and I am still very nostalgic for this world, so it is better to find a place where no one is there and let you go, we will go our separate ways and do not owe each other." ”

“……”

There is no response, and this treacherous demon probably also realizes that its gaffe has exposed its own predicament, and is in the process of introspection?

There is a demon possessed in the body, like a stalk in the chest, Unas looked up to the sky and sighed: Labor and management are really dogs!