Sereditiel let out a terrible laugh in the darkness, and from his laughter Rex felt hopeless and helpless. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info is like a warrior who can't fight the battlefield and is forced to hide behind his companions to save his life. This is a great shame for a warrior who prides himself on self-esteem.

"Sereditiel!" Rex cried out in a hoarse voice, his throat aching like a knife. "Why, please tell me, who gouged out your eyes?"

Babas stood beside him, anxiously looking at the tired, weakened Seredith. I hope he can tell the reason soon.

Seridil coughed lightly twice, and said weakly, "Finally, I have been looking forward to you, and I am afraid that I will never see you again." Uh, ahem!"

"Please tell me, what about your eyes!" Rex asked, choked up.

"Have you been blinded by your generals, do you say it quickly?" said Barbas angrily.

Exhausted, Seredith only smiled softly, a smile that smacked of self-deprecation. "It's great that you're here. I won't be able to live long, so I hope you will help me fulfill a wish. Although I am not willing to die like this, there is no way to do it, please be sure to promise me. ”

Rex wiped away his tears and said with tears in his eyes, "We will definitely help you make your wish come true." ”

"Thank you. Seredith coughed again, then gasped and said, "Before I die, I want to tell you a story." His dead face was a warm red.

"So, the story?" Rex asked in surprise, and Babas had a strange, confused, distorted expression.

"That's right. This story has been hidden in my heart for a long time, and I have never told it to anyone, but I want to tell it to you. Later, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to say it. ”

"Okay, Barbas and I are listening, you can say it. ”

"There was once a tiger boy who, when he was eight years old, lost his parents to war because of the war. The living villages were also trampled and destroyed by the enemy. In order to survive, he fled his hometown and fled to the world outside the Hammer Country, where he began to live a wandering life. However, life did not give him special care because of his young age, on the contrary, he experienced more suffering than others as an orphan and suffered from the discrimination of the world. He survived in a world of helplessness, challenges and adventures. The trials and tribulations of life have taught him to be strong, and he must be strong too, and there is no doubt about this belief. He told himself that being strong was the dogma of life that he had to believe in all his life. I think that the suffering that the little boy went through, you will never be able to understand. With that, a look of pride appeared on Serediel's face.

You're right, we'll never be able to relate to what he went through, because that's his life. Rex said.

"Yes. Sereditil paused, took a breath, and continued, "Once, the little boy was besieged by a group of strange children by the river outside the city. The leading boy pressed his head into the water and almost drowned him. Even though he tried his best to resist, he still couldn't defeat the fierce enemy. They lifted him up and threw him into the river and forbade him to swim back to shore. The little boy was in rags, shivering from the water, the bridge of his nose had been broken, and he was bleeding profusely. The cold-blooded enemies stood on the shore and laughed at the little boy with hippie faces, humiliating him as best they could. Although the boy suffered humiliation, he was powerless to resist. In the icy waters, constantly looking for opportunities to escape from their encirclement. ”

"These little madmen are all descendants of demons!" Barbas shouted.

"So to speak!" said Seredithir faintly, "in spite of his great suffering, the god of fate saved his life, and he went to the door of death and was rescued. ”

"Ugh!" the two listeners sighed, "Holy Spirit bless." ”

Seredith let out a cold sneer, "Holy Spirit, I never leave my fate in his hands, it's ridiculous to do that, only a fool would believe in the salvation of the Holy Spirit." ”

"You're blaspheming the Holy Spirit!" Rex said.

"Oh, even if it's blasphemy, I don't care. ”

"So, who saved you?" asked Rex.

"That's right, just when I thought I was going to die, I was fished ashore. A furrier passed by the river, drove away the children, and rescued me, who had frozen out. Alone, I lived in a merchant's house and grew up with his daughter. Later, the merchant built a tavern in the Shield area of Thorn City, which became the most important building in Thorn City. I learned how to cook in the tavern, and I successfully passed the competition to enter the palace kitchen, and became a member of the team of chefs of King Amuron. You know, it was the happiest time I've ever had in my life!" said Sereditiel, his face flushed, and his condition improved.

"If I'm not mistaken, that little boy is you?" Rex said.

Sereditil smiled a little awkwardly and nodded, "You guessed it!" Unfortunately, the merchant was assassinated by the assassins sent by the king after refusing the king's forced taxation several times. The Assassins who carried out the King's orders were none other than your Dark Brotherhood, who cut off his head and sent the merchant's head to the King, earning a huge bounty. ”

"I deeply regret that such a thing happened. Rex said apologetically, "It's just that everyone has their own mission, and I don't think the seniors did it on purpose." ”

"You're defending them, I understand. Though I hate your Brotherhood from the bottom of my heart, I want to ask you this time. The general and the king are still troubled by Issodar, and I promised the merchant to take care of his daughter and son, but Idrus has already been killed by the general. Therefore, Isodar can no longer be allowed to be harmed. Now, I'm dying, but I have to fulfill my promise and die before I have the face to see her father. I beg you to grant my last wish before I die. Seridil said excitedly.

"Rest assured, friend, I grant your request. Babas took Cerydil's shoulder, "Rex and I will take good care of her and won't let her get hurt in any way, I promise you!" Babas raised his palms and swore to the sky.

"You and Isodar are important friends of mine, and Barbas and I will definitely keep her safe and protect your last words. ”

Sereditiel hung his head, barely squeezing out a smile. "Great!" he said in a faint breath, "at last,... I... and can ,...!" Before he could finish speaking, he swallowed his breath.

"He's gone!" said Babbas lightly.

"Hmm!" Rex nodded. Together, they bowed their heads and observed a moment of silence at Seredith's body. Three minutes later, Barbas looked up and saw Rex next to him still bent over with his head down, so he walked up to him and looked at his face from the side. Barbas was shocked to find that large tears were slipping from the corners of Rex's eyes and falling to the ground, and he was both shocked and moved by the cries of his companions.

Half an hour later, the two of them dismantled Serediel's body, laid it flat on the ground, and covered it with hay around it. Rex prayed again to the corpse before lighting the hay.

Flames erupted, orange flames engulfing the corpses on the ground. The heat was rolling in, scorching their faces. Rex and Barbas took a few steps back, staring at the fire from afar, until the corpses and hay were reduced to ashes.

"Do you want to tell Isodal about this?" asked Barbas.

"If she had known the truth, I think she would have been heartbroken. Rex said worriedly, "I'm afraid she won't be able to take such a blow." ”

"That's right. How can a woman bear the fact that her friend was killed, it's too cruel. The truth must be hidden. Barbas said.

"I will have the opportunity to tell her the truth again in the future. This time, I agree with you. Rex said.

They continued in the secret passage, and in the back cell they found two more beheaded werewolves, whose heads were pierced with silver spears and hung in the door of the cells. Passing through the middle of the cell, they saw a sturdy iron door blocking their way. Rex stepped forward to check and found that the iron door had been locked inside.

Barbas discovers a hidden ladder. They searched the cell in detail, and when they were sure that there was no other way, they decided to enter through the stairs. As soon as the two of them landed, five tiger soldiers surrounded them with spears and shields. The soldiers were organized, disciplined, methodical, and narrowed down little by little.

"Looks like we're stuck!" Mr. Barbas said.

"We've got to pick a direction and fight our way out. Rex said.

"To save the prince, you have to do this. ”

"No problem, let's move forward. We don't have a choice anyway!"

Rex swung his sword and slashed, shouting as he went. Babas transformed into a black wolf, baring his sharp teeth and barking at his soldiers, who were so well defended that even the imminent soldiers did not dare to approach.

The soldiers began to curse, "Damn little bastard, we don't know how thick the sky is, we're going to kill you!"

"Hey!" a nimble guard stabbed Rex in the face with a sword in both hands.

Rex swung the Nightingale Blade in his hand, and the blade hummed in the air. Seeing the sword stabbing at him, Rex slammed the blade upward, the sword redirected in the air, and the guard lost his center of gravity, flipped over and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, several other guards swarmed up, and a fierce melee ensued. After all, there was a huge disparity in combat effectiveness between them, and the five guards were quickly killed by two of them, and the ground was covered with flesh and blood corpses.

In order to avoid attracting the attention of more guards, they kept trying to advance in the shadows of the secret passages. After crossing a bumpy stone bridge, they came to a grand gate. The gate was one hundred feet high and forty feet wide. The brass frames and striped doors are both sturdy and steady, solemn and solemn, imbued with the meaning of power and the ruthless imprisonment of freedom.