Misser turned on his recorder, which had a recording function, and began to tell about Therska's actions, and he did not know if Therska would be punished if he turned it in, but Therska had undoubtedly violated virtue.

Serska pushed the door open and walked in, he was dressed in civilian clothes, without a sword, he opened his hands to show that he was empty-handed, and he smiled, "What are you doing here?" ”

Misser said unabashedly: "I will report to the Marquis about your torture of prisoners." ”

Serska frowned, "Common? He's my old boss, an old friend, he knows my style, you're too serious, brother, is this necessary? ”

"As an adjutant, it's my duty, and I'll report all violations on a fifteen-ten-ten."

Serska reached for Milse's recorder, and Milce put his hand between the two, so Serska stopped, still laughing, "These mothers-in-law have killed several of our good brothers, good soldiers, and they have the blood of our relatives on their hands. They are filthy, unforgivable heretics. ”

"So?"

"So take revenge on them mercilessly and decisively, and torture them both mentally and physically!" I had intended to hand them over to you later, so that you could do what you wanted, and after that, it would be the turn of all our warriors. ”

Misser said angrily, "You think this is a noble act? Relieved? You beast is not as good as you! Those warriors below are strict with high etiquette, how can they join you? ”

"Complicity? You fart bastard! It's okay for you to sympathize with the slaves, after all, they are not at fault! But these mothers-in-law are our mortal enemies! It's our enemy! It's the evil infidels! What's wrong with me giving them to my brothers as trophies? ”

Mirsey stood up and confronted Serska, both tall and reluctant to give in to each other like two angry lions.

"If they were demons," said Milse, "the knights who are clean will never touch them. If they weren't demons, your atrocities against them would be outrageous! I will not argue with you, but will tell the Marquis de Cammont what he has seen and heard, and he will have his own decision. ”

Seska shook her head slowly, stroked her beard, and said, "You know the friendship between Cammont and me, and you should know that if I am not long before I will be judged whether or not I will be awarded the title of Marquis, I will soon be your boss again." ”

Mirse: "If Lord Vasilisa learns of your deeds, your judges will not be able to pass the test. ”

Therska said with a straight face: "Bastard, why are you so muddy? I just saved your life! You want to betray me right away? Betraying your old boss and brother? I know that you are the henchman of that female blood clan, her eyes and ears, not my race, her heart must be different, you have to understand whether you want to continue as a human in the future, or her ghouls, or even her descendants? ”

Misse said, "I only recognize the laws of the Sword and Shield Society, and they are like iron, full of knightly virtues!" Those who violate the virtues will no longer be worthy to call themselves knights! ”

Seska laughed angrily: "So, those blood clans in the upper echelons suck people's blood, and it is also in line with virtue?" Which knightly virtue says it can drain a person's blood? Turning humans into the same kind of Bloodline? ”

"I haven't seen them take human life, so if humans are willing to donate blood, and the blood clan doesn't hurt the innocent, then why not?"

Serska: "You think the people above are moral role models?" Didn't they play with women? Torture of prisoners? They are all as white and flawless as the White Lotus? ”

Misser was speechless for a moment, he had already realized that to the upper echelons of the Sword and Shield Society, law and virtue were nothing, but he could not govern them, and he could not govern them.

"I warn you, if you testify against me, no one will be your witness, they all have common sense, they know not to betray their brothers and superiors, and they know that their comrades who fought side by side are worth cherishing, and not hiding in the back and stabbing them." ”

He went to get Mirse's recorder again, but Mirse's hand did not move, still blocking Serska like a barrier made of iron.

Terska shouted in a fierce voice, "You still die unrepentant? ”

Milse: "I've made up my mind. ”

Seska: "Then, from now on, all our brothers in the South Camp will regard you as a traitor, and you will be isolated and hostile to everyone. I'll tell you one more thing, the iron-faced and selfless judge, the heretic you just captured, that 'Jean', she fled, and I have every reason to think that you let her go, and your cronies, and several warriors, have witnessed it with their own eyes. ”

Miser retorted loudly: "You are a bold false accusation! ”

"What? Will you report me, or will I report you? You are single-minded in bringing me down, and you will have all the credit for it! Wishful thinking, boy, you claim to be righteous, but in fact your stomach is full of bad water, in vain I once taught you, took care of you, trusted you, and saved your life! ”

I was anxious for Mirse, staring at his recorder, but it was not, and, judging by Serska's words alone, it seemed difficult to tell whether he was threatening or warning.

Serska waited one last minute, Milse still protecting his device, and Serska sneered and walked away.

Mirse sat wearily on the dirty mattress, and even he, who was strong-willed, was so devastated that he could barely support it. He is disappointed in the sword and shield, fearful of the future, angry at injustice, and helpless about his own powerlessness.

Depressed and overwhelmed, he drew his sword several times and tried to break a duel with Serska, but finally held back. The sword and shield would encourage a duel between warriors, and even allow for a life-to-life fight when the reason was sufficient, but only during non-mission periods, and Therska could designate a replacement to parry Mirse.

Suddenly, the female demon whispered, "This Milse, he deserves to die, doesn't he?" ”

Milse's body shook, he really thought so, he didn't think the female demon was real, but maybe that was what he really thought in his heart.

The demon said, "You are not strong enough to kill him, for he is shrewd and has a lot of experience." If your mind blade can't kill you in an instant, then you will become a traitor to the Sword and Shield Society. ”

Why didn't Mirse know the key to this?

The female demon said, "Come on, I have a way to kill him." ”

Misser left the abode and walked about as if on a walk, and the rest of the warriors, as if warned, looked at Misser with sympathy and distantness, not approaching or following.

Misser found a secret passage in a hollow in a furnace, and he climbed down the hollow, and on the way he heard the cry of a woman, echoing above his head.

Perhaps the conduit was connected to the interrogation room, and Serska was still tormenting them. Or maybe Misser had misheard, and he could no longer tell if the sound was in his head or outside his body.

Underground, he saw the bones of people, all of whom had been drained of blood and died, it was the Blood Clan, and this was the lair of a certain Blood Clan. The dead were soldiers of the Anno Empire, and they died miserably.

There were many soldiers, they had died in battle, and the Bloodline had easily killed them.

Misser realizes that she is a hell, what the hell is he here for?

Suddenly, the Bloodline descended from the sky and struck down Milse. Mirse's strength was insignificant in front of her, and he wanted to swing his sword, but the Bloodclan instantly broke Mirse's hand.

Mirse began shepherding the sheep, causing the Bloodline to pause for a second, and then he rolled away, looking at the Bloodwoman. She looked at him as well, and she stopped, her eyes changing from fierce to confused.

Mirse's heart was like a blocked flood, and in an instant his blood rose and tears welled up in his eyes, and he recognized the female blood clan as Daria.

He shouted, "Dali! "I just took a few steps, and I fell weakly.

I was also numb with excitement, but in my dreams, I was just a spectator, and I didn't even know if it was real.

Daria took a few steps back and disappeared into the darkness. Misser tried to catch up, but couldn't.

The female demon in his heart said, "You know what to do, don't you? ”

Mirse shuddered, he did know that he had experienced Daria's strength, and that Serska was no match for her.

He only needs to lure Serska into the secret passage, and if Serska wants to be promoted to the title, he needs to take a lot of credit, and the more the merrier.

He grappled his severed hand and struggled back upward, and under a burst of light, he couldn't believe his good luck.

Serska surrounded Milse with ten warriors, and he asked, "Who gave you permission to do it on your own?" ”

Misser replied: "I just want to go down and see, I have news, but the enemy is strong..."

He feared that Serska had learned the news of the Hellish from Dr. Jean, which would make him extra cautious. But Seska didn't, he asked, "What is the enemy?" ”

Milse: "It's some Epochal Empire soldiers, and among them is a mad female Blood, so I can only retreat first." ”

Terska looked at the embarrassed Mirse, smiled, and said, "Brother, don't forget that we are the Sword and Shield Society, and all of us are your strong backing. We did have an argument before, but if you change your mind—" he held out his hand to Misse again.

Mirse smiled wryly, "I really don't have a choice, right? He put the recorder in Serska's hands, because if he didn't, Serska might not let him live.

Therska laughed, relieved, and said, "Now, let's go and eradicate the evil below." Milse, come with you, and show us the way. He picked six out of ten, and the other four answered from above. He did not take Salvatore and Hotty with him, as Seska did not trust them.

Misser is not afraid of Daria, and he realizes that she will not hurt himself.

There was only one way in the hollow, and they soon returned to the dark cavern.

The darkness was wandering, the shadows were like flowing water, I could see clearly, and so was Milse, but not the rest.

Seska said: "Be careful, all on alert, look at this battle, the enemy is not simple. ”

A figure climbed on the wall, like a spider and an ape.

Terska illuminated his hand with a light, and seeing a moving shadow on his palm, he asked, "Fish?" ”

It is a black fish.

Endless, unpredictable black fish fill the entire space, and in an instant it seems as if a world is formed.

A hellish and mysterious world.

Seska broke out in a cold sweat and looked around, and all he could see was black swimming fish.

Misser hid in the shadows, silent.

Serska shouted, "Mirse, what the hell is this...."

Before the words fell, in the blink of an eye, everyone was overwhelmed by the black fish, and only a fleeting cry was made.

Misser watched in silence, holding his breath and holding his head high, as if the weight of death and the boundless darkness could not make him bow his head.

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