The weather was no longer gloomy, and the sun was shining through the cracks of the dark clouds and descending on the land. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of crackling fire could be heard in the mountains and forests outside Gilberg.

The willpower of the Bandits of the Wild is more fragile than you think. Fast, the Grand Lord of Gilberg, stood in front of a burning ruin, the camp of the wicked men who had been kneeling on the ground not long ago. However, this is also thanks to the information received a few days ago, otherwise it would not be so easy for this group of robbers to hide in Tibet.

There were no casualties among the accompanying knights (even if they were slightly wounded, they would cover their wounds from their masters). Standing in front of his horse, Fast looked coldly at the captives lined up in front of him, and drew his sword.

The captives' hands were tied strongly, and behind each of them stood two Gilberg soldiers, like lambs to the slaughter, with only horror in their eyes.

As the lord of a city, Fast knew that the people of the city had long hated these rampant wild bandits. If they could be flogged in the bazaar, the heroic deeds of the bandits would have reached the ears of King Noze. But he was in no hurry to do so, because these robbers still had a certain use.

"Eluman. He called a young rider. The third son of Lord Fast, the youngest member of the family, Eluman Tilros.

Fast placed the sword in Eluman's hand, then grabbed the nearest captive and dragged him to a nearby clearing.

"He is a guilty man, and I now command you to kill him. "Fast's attitude is flat and tough.

"Please, sir, let me go!" tears welled up in the captive's cloudy eyes, and he feared death, even though he knew that pleading might be useless, but instinct drove him to do so.

Eluman clenched the hilt of his sword and hesitated: "Father, although he is a guilty man, he will have to go through the verdict of the trial council before his fate can be decided. In the action just now, he stood at the back with his father, he thought he was an outsider, but he didn't expect that the current situation has changed subtly.

"Robbers of the wilderness, evil beings, one day you will be like me, for Gilberg, and for the king of Noze, to eliminate these potential threats. Fast seemed to have anticipated Ellumman's reaction, but looking at the child in front of him, who was about the same height as him, he had already made up his mind to teach his life a good lesson.

"Untie him. ”

The poor captive had heard him right, and the god of fortune seemed to be on his side, and his hands were soon free, and he had an extra sword in his hand.

"For the sake of freedom, and for the sake of glory, fight. Fast seemed to say to Eluman and to the captive. With that, he turned around, and everyone withdrew from the clearing.

"Father—" Ellumin still hesitated.

Fast closed his eyes. Who lives and who dies seems to be painless to him.

"Ah!!" The captive rushed over hysterically, knowing that this was his last chance to survive.

The two swords clashed, making a crisp sound. One is holding the mentality that even if an arm is cut off, he will survive and attack like crazy with his life, while the other is absent-minded and tired of coping.

But Elluman's swordsmanship still prevailed, and he just didn't want to take the captive's life. A few rounds later, he scratched the man's feet, leaving him on the ground immobilized.

That should be the best ending. Elluman put his sword back.

A gust of sword wind struck, and Eluman instinctively dodged, but a long cut was made in his left arm, and at the same time, he stabbed the man in the throat with his sword.

Eluman let go of his hand and watched in amazement as the poor captive clutched his blood-spurting throat. His face was contorted with sharp pain, and after a few moments he stopped struggling.

"Does it have to be this way, Father, is this the ending you want?"

"That's right. Fast turned, "Someday, you will inherit my land, and then you will have to do justice for your people." ”

"Let's go back. Fast waved his hand and got on his horse.

"Lord Fast. A squire approached on horseback, followed by a wounded man. The man's left ear had been gouged out, and the flesh of his right foot was a blur of flesh and smelled like a dead body.

"This man seems to have been kidnapped by this group of robbers after passing through here, and now he is tortured like this, and it is estimated that he will not live long if the wound is not sterilized. The squire reported.

Fast rode on his horse and looked at the poor man quietly, without the slightest pity in his eyes: "I am the lord of Gilberg, serving King Noze, tell me your name." ”

The man fell to his knees with a "poof", his voice full of exhaustion: "My name is Marcas, honorable lord. ”

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"Aven—" Leah ignored Alexand's dissuasion and found a place to slide down a gentle slope. On the other side of the steep slope, they found the carcass of another horse.

The sky had cleared, but the sun was clearly not willing to stay in the sky for the sake of Evan any longer.

"Aven—" Leah cried again, her voice already a little hoarse.

The ramp is covered with towering giant trees. Leah leaned on the tree, walking and stopping among the gravel and half-height plants. The ground was still wet, and it was hard to see the traces of the slide.

"Hey, I'm here!" came Aven's voice from the bottom right.

Thank goodness the gods favor that he is still alive!

"Hold my hand!" Evan was pulled up by Eligon, who had arrived at the scene, still holding the black iron sword covered in dirt.

"Are you okay?" Leah's eyes were gone, and her face was full of reproach and anger, "Leaving that strange crow aside, is this sword really that important to you!"

"I wasn't hurt, it saved me. Evan plunged the sword into the ground during the fight with the red-eyed crow, reducing the cushion and keeping the blade unbroken.

"Sooner or later, this sword will kill you. "Leah doesn't have the slightest affection for it, it's a sword that brings bad luck, and the slightest proximity will provoke disgust in itself.

"Let's be concerned about the current situation. "Arlegon is calmer, now in the heart of the Giant Woods, there is still some distance to the main city of Noze, one horse has died, only one horse can walk, and most of the rations on the cart are still there, which is also worth thanking.

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It was getting dark, and the woodland, which had rained, was much colder than usual.

Aregon lit a fire in a place with an open view: "Maybe there will be some wild beasts here, we will take turns to rest in the first half of the night, the middle of the night, and the second half of the night, you two go to sleep first." ”

"Well, leave the second round to me. Exhausted, Evan fell asleep in a short time. Leah straightened her hair and lay down to the side as well.

The surroundings soon fell silent, except for the crackling of the flames.

Evan had a dream. It was a high mountain, and on the top of the mountain was an ancient tree that lived for an unknown number of thousands of years. Under the tree stood a woman with a peerless countenance, long flowing blond hair, and silk from heaven, who watched Evan silently.

It's beautiful. Evan stepped closer, carefully studying her features.

She burst into tears. Clear tears flowed from her right eye, and she opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't.

The ancient tree behind him began to wither, wither, and in the blink of an eye, it became a dry dead tree.

The tree died. Evan watched the change in amazement, and he wanted to tell the woman.

No. She said not a word, but her right eye still couldn't stop crying, and the originally clear tears turned bloody in an instant. The satin on her body was gone, replaced by scarred armor. Her hands were no longer free, but were pulled apart by layers of chains and hung in the air.

No, that's not true. Evan tried to save her, but he was getting farther and farther away from her. Aven saw clearly that it was not a mountain, but a mountain of corpses, as if the end had descended, and hell had reappeared, which was suffocating.