At nightfall, in the open space lit by bonfires, the trial of the makeshift military tribunal began.

The barracks, which was full of people a day ago, after yesterday's big battle. At this time, it was already empty, and the only survivors were all sad and sad.

War is the fastest way to change the character of human beings, and no one can remain normal after a terrible battle, and these "soldiers" who are forced into battle are no exception.

Chained to a stake, Gulliver glared at the red-robed adjudicator in front of him and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why?" ”

"Gulliver. Morey, you lost control on the battlefield and killed twenty of your comrades. The adjudicator said coldly: "Even if you make war achievements, it is intolerable to hurt your comrades. ”

"No, it can't be! I've killed people from the Morans Empire! Gulliver shouted.

Even though he almost lost his mind at that time, the remaining consciousness of his body still drove his body to attack the enemy soldiers in black armor, avoiding the "motley army" on his side.

- But now this group of mongrels who saved their lives say that they killed their comrades?

"This is a false accusation, I didn't kill my comrades, not a single one!" He struggled, but was chained and unable to move.

"Both the Clans brothers and Rafal witnessed your killing of your comrades." As the adjudicator spoke, three soldiers in silver and white armor stood up and walked up to him.

Gulliver, who didn't understand why he was executed, immediately understood what was going on when he saw the armor of the three men that was as smooth as a mirror and did not even have a single scratch:

"This is a damn frame-up, all three of them are spies of the Morans Empire! Look at their armor, these people didn't go to war at all! Gulliver almost roared.

"The situation they described was exactly the same as the corpses we saw when we cleaned up the battlefield. I can only think that you killed your comrades. The adjudicator waved his hand for the executioner to come forward: "Now, we are going to put you to death on the spot." ”

“……”

Gulliver turned his resentful gaze to the black-clothed masked man who walked up from his left, and the weapon in the guy's hand turned out to be his own "Andrea".

-- Himself, who has been executing criminals for many years, is now about to be executed with his own decapitator. Could this be the so-called "fate"?

No.

Wrong.

It's not time yet.

Gulliver, who knows death very well, can feel that he will not die now.

He didn't know how to describe that feeling, but he could still feel it, and he would definitely survive.

But in this situation, I am almost certain to die, and if there is anything that can save me, it is ......

"Boom!"

The darkness of the night suddenly brightened, and a large fireball slowly rose from the other side of the barracks. Several soldiers, who had just eaten dinner, were torn to pieces by the explosion along with the camp tent.

"What's going on?" The adjudicator looked back at the cloud of smoke and dust, and then shouted, "Enemy attack! ”

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by several arrows shooting at him, and the whole person turned into a hedgehog, and fell to the ground without saying a word and died instantly.

The other soldiers in the vicinity also began to scatter and flee, looking for their weapons, but unfortunately they were as small as ants in the face of the prepared enemy army.

In an instant, screams rang out, and in front of Gulliver's eyes, all the soldiers of the Ice Kingdom, including the three traitors, were all killed by the troops of the Morans Empire. This barracks, which had few people left, finally turned into a huge cemetery.

"It's over." Several black-armored warriors walked over, slashed the chains on Gulliver's body with their sharp swords, and asked, "Are you alright?" It's really hard for you. ”

- "It seems that they are treating me as a traitor who has infiltrated me. ”

Gulliver nodded silently, picked up the "Andrea" clutched by the dead executioner next to him, felt the cold touch from the handle of the axe, and finally settled down.

Then, under the cover of night and chaos, he quietly left the barracks.

Escaping death, he kept running forward until the outline of the barracks was completely obscured by the hills, and then he finally stopped, fell to the ground with his legs out of strength, and greedily breathed in the fresh air.

Despite his wolf appearance, Gulliver's gaze at this time revealed unparalleled firmness.

Because, unlike the previous executioner who killed people only for "work". At this time, he finally found his own way of survival.

Standing up with "Andrea" on his knots, he looked at the castle in the distance, and said word by word:

"I won't...... Believe it again...... Anyone too! From then on, I only for...... Myself...... And fight! ”

The murderous executioner, dragging his sore legs, walked towards the town that was about to be confronted with war.

The picture slowly moves up from the townscape to the dark sky, and then, a line of blood-red text emerges in the center:

"THE-EXECUTIONER."

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"Okay, that's all for the most difficult live of the first level of "The Executioner" this time, we'll see you next time."

Zhao Nuo said and turned off the game and the live broadcast platform, stood up and stretched his somewhat stiff limbs, yawning and preparing to sleep.

Because I played games all night yesterday, I was woken up by Xia Xiaoling's phone call. Even though it was only nine o'clock, he was yawning and sleepy.

The "Hellfire Games Company" has just been established, and it should be necessary to deal with the company's miscellaneous affairs during the day tomorrow, so it's better to go to bed quickly.

Seeing that Jian Tong was still lying on the sofa and writing on his laptop, Zhao Nuo asked casually: "You have already decided to join us, right?" Would you like to come with me to the company tomorrow? ”

"Okay." Jian Tong nodded: "It's the first time I've gone to work in the company." ”

"Of course, I don't have to go to work immediately, I have to sign a contract or something, and I can handle these things." Zhao Nuo said.

Although he doesn't know much about the specific process of entry, Xia Xiaoling must be very familiar with this, as long as he lets the girl teach him, it should be no problem.

After washing and changing into pajamas, he rubbed Jian Tong's hair: "Go to the bedroom and write, I'm going to sleep." ”

"Neither big nor small." Jian Tong glanced at him and went into the bedroom with his laptop.

Lying on the sofa, the sleepy Zhao Nuo closed his eyes and immediately fell asleep.