"Huh?" Ron was slightly stunned, not knowing what Bakar meant.

Ignoring Ron's doubts, Bakar tugged at his lips and said to himself.

"About three minutes left, I can feel the power of the lava leaving me, I didn't think I would die here, really"

He shook his head, his oval-shaped pupils slowly expanding, as if intent on becoming human eyes.

Bakar's blood-red skin slowly turned gray-white at this time, like burnt ashes.

Seeing Bakar's changes, Ron didn't know what to say for a while.

Although he didn't have any special abilities, it seemed that he could feel a vigorous life slowly passing in his hands at this time.

"Forget it" Bakar, who didn't know what to think, looked up at Ron, who was supporting him, and a smile appeared on his gray face. "Ron, my friend, we've only known each other for a short time, but I have a request I want you to grant. ”

"You say. Ron said in a deep voice. "If I can do it. ”

"I hope that when I die, you will give my heart to my brother, Tony Fassbinder. Tell him that I have tried to follow in your footsteps, but the road is full of thorns and difficulties, and I fell before I could get out. ”

Bakar's voice was very calm, but Ron could faintly see a strong unwillingness in his eyes.

"Okay, I promise you. He nodded.

"Well, thanks. ”

Bakar turned his head to look at Rust, who was lying next to him on a rotting leaf.

Rust is still in a coma, but the strong vitality of the snake still makes him twitch occasionally, and the wound on his back has now stopped bleeding, and he woke up without knowing anything.

After a pause, Bakar gently pressed his completely sunken breastplate and sat up with Ron's help.

"Can you listen to me?" Bakar grabbed a handful of rotting leaves and kneaded them quietly, the pupils in his eyes getting bigger and bigger, and the orange and yellow pupils gradually turned ordinary brown.

"Good. Ron nodded again, but didn't know what he was thinking.

"Huh. Bakar struggled to pull out a smile. "I was born into a great family, a family called Fassbinder"

Ron, who was sitting next to him, quietly listened to Bakar's trivia, and the two of them were like ordinary friends chatting, sitting in this somewhat gloomy taiga, the air was filled with a faint bitter smell of rotting leaves, and the sound of some small animals could be heard from time to time in the distance.

Bakar said mostly from his own personal experience, but there were also some other things, including even some hidden events in the Best Empire.

And as Bakar narrates, Ron gradually sketches a general outline of the world in his mind.

It's clearer than what Grant had told him.

For a short time, Ron felt like he was back in the dark space of death, and some things were slow enough to be felt.

"In the end I smashed the head of the boy named Afil, you can't guess that he still screamed 'mother, mother' when he was under the palm of my hand, it was so ridiculous, how cowardly a soldier who had killed hundreds of people could be so cowardly before he died, it made me want to laugh. ”

With a grin, Bakar slowly raised his head, his brown pupils reflecting the blue sky and the thick white clouds through the gaps in the thick branches of the trees

A few chestnut squirrel creatures leaped from branch to branch.

'Click'

A subtle sound came from Bakar's body.

Then his already grayish-white skin began to dry out rapidly, like an air-dried sculpture.

Through what Bakar had just said, Ron knew that this was a phenomenon peculiar to the death of a half-blood alien with the blood of a lava demon.

The chapped skin turned into a grayish-white powder, which gradually trickled down to the ground through the cracks in the armor.

Ron sat still, watching calmly as Bakar's form slowly vanished, a smoky smell of flame-burned smoke emanating from Bakar's remains.

After a long time, he got up from the ground and walked over to the armor, which had become an empty shell.

Reaching out and fumbling in the gray-white powder, he pulled a fist-sized black round stone out of his armor.

The stone was covered with pitch-black cracks, and it still felt warm when held.

After rubbing the stone in his hand and glancing at the armor on the ground, Ron walked over to the still unconscious Rust, put it on his shoulder, and walked away without looking back.

Bakar's strength has also been understood through the past few days, and if he doesn't use his natural ability, he will almost reach the level of a trainee knight.

But with this kind of strength, he was beaten like this in one round, and in the end, he did not escape the fate of death.

From this, it can be seen how terrifying the strength of the person who was attacked by Ron, as well as the perverted immortal characteristics.

In Ron's eyes, that guy was even the strongest being he had ever seen.

Even though he was sure that the Ryan soldiers wouldn't chase after him because it was a Pfister area, who knew if there would be an accident.

Moreover, Ron has a feeling that a strong man of that level is definitely a minority in the Pfister line.

This time, the advance troops of the Ryan Empire were dispersed, and perhaps there was some secret hidden.

Originally, the three-person team had one dead and one seriously injured, and among them was Bakar, who had a big background.

However, no matter what secrets the advance team had, the first thing Ron had to do at this time was to report what he had seen to Knight Skar in time.

The taiga was not far from the Pfister Line, and was guarded by soldiers at intervals.

If you ride a horse, it will take you just over an hour to get there.

Running out of the coniferous forest, Ron asked a soldier stationed at a station for a fast horse, fastened Rust to the back of the horse with a rope, and hurried straight to the defensive line.

Riding on horseback, the scenery on both sides quickly retreated.

Feeling the black stone around his waist that had become unusually cold, Ron's heart was surprisingly peaceful.

Bakar died.

This is the first time he has sat next to watch a person's death, without heart-rending shouts, no painful **, and no regrets, only nostalgia and peace for this world.

Ron didn't know what was going on in his heart when Bakar told him, but from Bakar's last moments, he vaguely felt a lot of different things.

And these things also made him more determined in his pace.

This world, after all, is not an ordinary and ordinary world......

Two and a half hours later.

Pfister Line, a spacious room.

Scarknight, who was sitting in a high-backed chair, frowned slightly at Ron across from him.

His massive figure almost shrouded Ron in shadows.

It took a long time for the Skar Knight to speak.

"Are you really? The man who attacked you was a half-blood alien with a near-pure-blooded giant?"

"Yes, Master Scar. Ron whispered. "Moreover, my companion Bakar is already dying. ”

"Bakar?" As if thinking of something, Knight Skar jerked up from his seat, looked down at Ron and said solemnly. "That imp with the blood of a lava demon?"

"Yes, sir. After a pause, Ron took the round black stone from his waist and handed it to Skaknight. "This is a relic of Bakar. ”

Taking the black stone that had been handed him, Skar Knight felt the rough cracks on it, and faintly could smell the smoke of the flames.

After a long time, his face became extremely gloomy.

"Damn the Fassbinders, damn the lava demons, Tony"

Suddenly, Skaknight noticed Ron who was still standing next to him and waved his hand.

"Alright, there's nothing to do with you here, your test has passed, now get out of here. ”

Ron didn't move at Scar's order, he took a step back, and then bowed down with a calm expression.

"My lord, if you know Tony Fassbinder, tell him that Bakar had something to say to him in his last moments: I have tried to follow in your footsteps, but the road is full of thorns and difficulties, and I have fallen before I can get out. ”

“”

Scar was silent for a few moments, then he placed Bakar's stone on his waist and looked Ron up and down.

"Recruit, tell me your name. ”

"Ron Felton, Your Excellency. Ron said respectfully.

"Okay, Ron. Knight Skar nodded. "I'll tell you that, get out now. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

With another salute, Ron exited the room.

Looking at Ron's back as he left, Scar sat back in his chair and looked out the window with a solemn expression.

"If I'm not mistaken, the half-breed heterogeneous with almost pure-blooded blood giants is the only one in Isaac, but I didn't expect him to actually kill Tony Fassbender's brother, and these two guys in the Pfister area."

For a while, even he felt unusually headache.

After thinking for a long time, he clapped his hands heavily, and soon, a man dressed as a knight walked briskly into the room.

"My lord, what do you command? ”

"Prepare the horses, I'm going to go out. ”......

The other side.

Instead of visiting Rust, who was still unconscious, Ron went straight back to his stone house.

After shedding his heavy armor and eating some food, he went to the training room and began to hone his strength.

The heavy two-handed sword, swung over and over again, made a whistling sound.

He didn't stop until he felt some soreness and fatigue in his muscles.

Taking out a white towel and wiping the sweat off his face, Ron looked at the blade in his hand with a calm gaze.

Through Bakar's last conversation, he learned a lot that he didn't know before.

For example, in this mysterious world, in addition to the many kingdoms established by ordinary people and aliens, there are also many unknown horror areas.

These areas resemble forbidden areas of life, which are extremely extensive, and some areas even act like natural barriers to isolate many countries, forming a single place to live.

Legend has it that only mysterious wizards dare to set foot there.

In ancient times, these places of survival were called 'shelters'