"Humility, Honesty, ......"

"Mercy, Heroic ......"

"Justice, honor, and spiritual ......"

"And sacrifices."

Sauron's eyes were red, staring at the soon-to-be-executed man, and he muttered to himself in obsession.

These were the noble virtues that Walter had taught his knights.

He remembered what Walter had once said to him—

"Remember Sauron, we must never allow the evil forces of selfishness, greed, temptation, self-abandonment, etc., to invade our hearts, and no matter what circumstances we find ourselves in, we must not lose our sense of justice, nor can we violate our conscience. Fight against the powerful evil, protect the weak good, and when facing people who are stronger than yourself, it doesn't matter if you are afraid, the so-called courage is not the absence of fear, but the righteousness in your heart can be fulfilled when you are afraid.

Of course, if you can fulfill the interests of the majority at a critical juncture and are willing to sacrifice yourself, then you are a hero. ”

Suddenly, many visions came to Sauron's mind.

Standing in front of the giant Minotaur, Mort forcibly caught the axe that the minotaur had chopped, breaking both arms and buying Felik time to drink the potion.

In order to protect the dwelling, Felik risked his life and fought the monster head-on.

And the old back, in order to create an opportunity for him, took the lead in jumping off the high wall and rushing into the horde of demonic beasts, at the cost of his life, so that Sauron could safely go to Felik's side.

At this moment, Sauron remembered the last words that the old warden had said in his ear that day, and suddenly, a hand was placed on his head, rubbed it, and when he looked up, he saw the old warden, and the other party was standing in front of him, smiling lovingly, and his mouth opened and closed as if he was saying something, but he could not hear any sound.

But that's all there is to it, and that's enough, Sauron knows it.

When he closed his eyes, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and when he opened them, the illusion had disappeared, and the clear old voice sounded in his ears—

"Kid...... Become a hero who saves everyone. ”

In an instant, the haze in his heart dissipated, and a ray of sunlight pierced through the heavy clouds and shone into the young man's heart, and he already knew where he wanted to go.

I!

Save everyone!

Raising his head suddenly, there was no trace of hesitation in Sauron's eyes, and although every muscle in his body was still trembling, he did not hesitate to step forward and yelled at the orc leader.

"Let him go!"

The executioner and the other orcs stopped what they were doing and looked at him, and when they saw that it was a little kid with tears in the corners of his eyes, the orc leader showed a look of dissatisfaction.

"Why?"

"Because I killed those two orcs."

As soon as these words were spoken, the orcs were stunned for a moment, and then burst into exaggerated laughter, and they looked at the thin little man in front of them, laughing uncontrollably.

"Hahaha!"

"He actually said he killed him, and that's the funniest joke I've ever heard."

"Such a weak human, if he can kill the orcs, then I can kill the seven gods of the king, hahaha."

The orcs laughed, and Sauron stood stubbornly, like a helpless lamb, surrounded by wolves.

The orc leader finished laughing, and became cold again, he stepped forward and stood in front of the dwarf Sauron, like a hill, he looked at Sauron condescendingly, and said coldly: "If you can kill my men, then I will send the weakest man in my army to fight you in a duel, if you can hurt him, then I will believe that you did it, and then let the group go." Otherwise, if you just stand up and pretend to be a real perpetrator, wouldn't it be a real perpetrator for nothing? ”

Hearing this, Sauron secretly screamed in his heart, but he had no way out.

A sword slammed into the ground at his feet, and the orc leader turned back and beckoned to an orc, and an orc stepped forward.

Although this orc is relatively short compared to the others, it is still extremely tall compared to Sauron, the other party is holding an axe, standing in front of him, showing a cruel smile, the rough tongue licks the dry lips, the turbid breath exhaled touches the cold air and turns into a white mist, the orc stares at Sauron, with a murderous light in his eyes.

Sauron drew the sword in front of his feet and held it up in front of him, and the sword trembled with the trembling of his hand, and the orcs laughed again.

No problem Sauron, you and the guild leader have learned imperial swordsmanship, as long as you hurt each other, a cut is enough, Sauron, you can do it! He comforted himself so much in his heart.

He squinted at the people behind him, everyone looked at him with complicated expressions, everyone hoped that he could succeed, even if he was innocent, at this moment, everyone wanted him to take the blame for that group of villains.

"Yaaa!!"

The anger in his chest turned into a roar of rage, Sauron kicked the ground and rushed over, the simplest thrust technique he had mastered in his mind, and stabbed forward, at this time he saw that the other party also raised an axe and slashed at him, everything was like slow motion, as if he only had to go to the left side of his body to avoid it safely, and it seemed that he could scratch the opponent's skin!

It can be done!

Syllable!

There was a muffled sound, as if something had fallen in the snow.

With the orcs out of sight, Sauron realized he wasn't dead.

Successfully dodged?

So stabbed?

It doesn't seem to be.

Failed to control the inertia, he fell on his back towards the snow, instinctively reached out to support, but directly buried his whole face in the snow, looked down in confusion, the snow under him was dyed red, and then there was a faint stinging pain in his arm, he raised his hand, only to see a rough section, his eyes moved to the distance, and what he saw was an arm holding a sword.

That's his arm.

For a moment, the corners of his eyes seemed to crack.

"Ah...... Ahh——!!!hhh ”

A brief stinging sensation was followed by a maddening sensation of tearing and burning, and Sauron, who had been seriously injured for the first time, could not control himself and screamed, he clutched his wound and curled up in the snow in pain, tears flowing uncontrollably because of the pain, clenching his teeth, as if his teeth would break.

Now Sauron's mind is in chaos, and there is only one desire that is rising, and that is the desire to survive, the desire not to die.

The orc leader slowly stepped forward, looked at Sauron on the curled ground, showed an expression of enjoyment, and spoke in a rough voice, slightly sarcastic: "It seems that our human friends can't beat my weakest subordinates." ”

Sauron knew that he had failed, utterly failed, and in the end he could save nothing.

"Although you didn't hurt my subordinates, looking at how hard you worked, it was assumed that you did a good job." The orc leader suddenly confessed Sauron's identity.