Act 43 A bunch of unlucky people
As if he hadn't heard Annu's words, Casul was still trembling with his eyes blank.
"You know him?" Bai Gang asked.
"Calso is the son of the baron, I really didn't expect him to survive, but it's a pity that the baron's family, he still has two younger sisters." Mage Anu sighed, "But I'm afraid I can't get anything out of his mouth like this." ”
The others weren't as civilized as the mage Annu, and they didn't know this Kalso. The best way for a bunch of rough men to torture is naturally punching and kicking, but no matter how much they ask, they can't get a clear sentence out of the mouth of the stumbling Calso.
"Poor fellow, although you saved him, he is still dead." Annu sighed, "If he can recover slowly in the human kingdom, but here, when we leave, I'm afraid he will eat into the stomach of the ghoul." It was impossible for us to go on the road with such a man who couldn't even walk on his own, and the expedition team didn't have time to wait for him to recover slowly. ”
"yes, there's no time to wait for him to recover slowly......"
White Steel stared at Calso and frowned, thought for a moment, then turned and burrowed into the mountain forest, and after a while he caught a ghoul and returned.
"What are you doing when you catch a monster?"
Instead of answering Annu's question, White Steel drew his knife and cut off all the ghouls' minions and dragged them in front of Kalso.
Calso cried and screamed in horror, and stepped back with his hands and feet, but he couldn't retreat because of the wall behind him.
Whitesteel grabbed the back of the ghoul's head with one hand, stopped a meter away from Calthau, and then bent down and picked up a blood-stained notched dagger on the ground with his other hand - apparently the owner of the sword had gone through a brutal battle before dying - and threw it at Calthor's feet.
Calso saw the sword, but he didn't dare to pick it up, just pressed his face to the wall as much as he could, trying to get away from the terrible monster.
But White Steel didn't intend to let him go, he leaned the ghoul's head towards Calso little by little, until it almost touched his face, and even the ghoul greedily began to lick him with his long tongue, but Karso never dared to pick up the sword that was close at hand.
Unlike the attitude of Sawa and others who were talking and laughing while watching the play, the mage Annu was a mage who grew up in an ivory tower, not a warrior who fought in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and he couldn't stand it anymore.
"Count Bai, are you treating a nobleman like this too much!?"
"Is it more than their punches and kicks?" Bai Gang shrugged, "I don't mind saving people, but I don't care about the Holy Mother to care about those who don't deserve it, that's too troublesome." ”
Frightened, Calthor's face distorted, but he didn't pick up the sword beside him until the end.
White Steel shook his head, dragged Calso and the ghoul into the cellar, and threw the sword down as well.
"Look at that monster, he killed your father! Eat your mother! Then disembowel your two sisters, and you have a sword at your hand, aren't you going to do something!? ”
After yelling at the cellar, regardless of whether Carl understood it or not, Bai Gang closed the door of the cellar with a "bang", and sat aside to wipe his love knife regardless of his business.
If this Calso couldn't get up on his own, then he wasn't obliged to drag him along, and he was left to fend for himself, and of course, he wouldn't say anything if anyone else wanted to carry such a drag bottle. But even Annu was reluctant to take him, and I'm afraid the others wouldn't agree either.
Speaking of which, it's strange to look at the performance of these people, no matter how you look at them, they don't look like the kind of heroes who regard death as life, cold and numb, lazy and lazy, and hee-ha-ha.
To put it simply, apart from the devout Paladin Dillitian, there is no one else in this group who seems to be able to carry out such a suicidal mission! There is no such warrior who is willing to die for his faith, nor is there a pitiful persecution that comes from being persecuted.
So why the hell are they here!?
And what made Bai Gang even more puzzled was that according to Annu's intelligence, the strength of these people was actually not very good at all, at most they were just bragging in front of ordinary people, and they couldn't be compared with those real masters at all!
It's not that they don't know their own strength, are they really crazy and come over to commit suicide en masse?
When Bai Gang asked the doubts in his heart, Annu couldn't help laughing.
"I mentioned it before, didn't I? We are not a team of kings, but a team of volunteers. ”
Bai Gang rolled his eyes, how could they have the slightest sense of righteousness like a volunteer!?
Mage Anu shrugged, "Each of us has our own reasons, but in short, apart from Captain Ditrian and Priest Nordif for their own beliefs, the others are just a bunch of unlucky people fighting for their future." ”
"Unlucky?"
"That's right, it's the unlucky one.
Well, for example, Sawyer, the second son of the Kaladze family, the kind of poor creature who can't inherit anything but the name of a knight, he was so stupid as to sleep with the wife of a high-ranking knight, and the stupidest thing is that he was discovered! Oh, my God! If he hadn't joined the expedition, it is estimated that his bones would have been burned to ashes by now!
The Dwarven Hot Furnace, a fool who was kicked out because he got drunk while watching the stove and broke the weapon the lord was forging, he didn't expect to go back to the dwarves in his life without doing something earth-shattering. ”
Bai Gang nodded, it was easy to know from Annu's words that the human world here in Anglia was the practice of primogeniture, and this second son phenomenon was manifested in medieval Europe and Fuso. The second sons, who were trained in combat from an early age but had no inheritance, were often the most adventurous and restless of the group.
"You're an advisor to the Karazek family, so you joined the expedition with Sawyer?"
"No, I'm similar to Dilitan, I'm here to find a breakthrough, and when you're stagnant for a long time, putting yourself to death is an effective way to exercise."
"But the mortality rate is also very high!"
"That's right, make it or die." Anu laughed, "But it doesn't matter, I injured my body when I practiced magic before, and if I can't break through the master, I won't have much time to live." ”
"I'm so sorry, I don't know that."
Anu sighed and said, "It's okay. Although I have not been to China, I am sure that you must be very comfortable and happy, and if you were born in Anglia, you will know that people like us are easy to find.
Whether it's warriors, mages, or clergy, we're born to fight, to fight the undead, to fight monsters, to fight orcs, to fight sandfolk, and even to the demons, dragons, or plagues that pop up from time to time. In our case, it is a cause for celebration for civilians to live to the age of forty.
There is an Anglian adage that 'whoever fears death, it will find him'. Instead of dying in bed in a daze, it is better to die vigorously on the battlefield, which is where we guys end. ”