Lieutenant General, is this a big official? Maybe! But what is the matter with Kane? Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Is the fourteenth level demon general very strong? Maybe, but what does it have to do with Kane?

"So, can I get this medicine?" Kane said seriously after listening to Thero's long self-introduction with a blank face, pointing to the pill in his hand.

Thelo's steady breathing stagnated slightly, and the illusory light and shadow with it shook a little.

He wasn't a vain man, but his self-introduction was a bit of a scruple to intimidate Kane.

Unexpectedly, the dignified Lieutenant General of the Duchy, the Second Legion Commander of the Blood Lion Legion, and the fourteenth-level Demon General, Selo, who stood at the top of the pyramid of power in the Principality of Orek, was not as good as a mere three thousand gold coins in the eyes of the twelve-year-old boy in front of him.

The lieutenant general of the principality has a fief of 100,000 people, of course, this fief is not a poor country like Trist, and the annual tax revenue is close to 50,000 gold coins.

The commander of the second legion of the Blood Lion Legion is a powerful position, and he can easily decide the life and death of hundreds of people with just one face.

As for the fourteenth-level demon generals, looking at the entire Divine Punishment Continent, it can be regarded as an existence that has stepped into the hall of the strong.

Such a powerful lord with a lot of money was not as good as a pill worth three thousand gold coins in Kane's eyes.

Thelo felt powerless as he pounded his fist into the air.

"Want to regret it?" Kane's next sentence made Thero's temper even worse.

"Take it. Thelo tossed the pill box to Kane and walked out the door without looking back, "I'll be waiting for you at the door." ”

Grabbing the pillbox, Kane didn't even give Thero the slightest extra glance.

"Sister—" Kane carefully guarded the brocade box containing the pills, opened it and held it up to Lilian's mouth, "Eat it." ”

Looking at the crystal clear body regeneration pill that exuded a strange fragrance, Lilian hesitated.

"Eat or not, we can't run. Seeing Lilian's concern, Kane grinned, but there was no trace of joy in the smile.

The worry in Lillian's eyes was even stronger.

"It's better to fight for a future with your life than to live like an ant and maggot for the rest of your life, isn't it?" Kane arched the medicine box with both hands, as if he was afraid that the medicine would leak out, "Whether it's broken bones or tens of thousands of people, since you've been tied to the boat, why don't you take a look at the scenery ahead?"

Since last night's rebirth, Kane has not only looked very different from the skinny, yellow-skinned poor boy he was back then, but even his heart has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Sister, I can't get off the boat anymore. Kane's expression was a little lonely, but full of determination, "The first 12 years of my life were the ones you protected me, and you left the years to come." ”

Two drops of crystal sparkle fell from Lilian's eyes and fell to the ground, splashing in all directions.

The sense of helplessness and powerlessness is wrapped in happiness, which makes Lilian's frost-stricken heart full of mixed tastes.

Kane, my dearest brother, although I don't know what happened last night, my sister is no longer able to protect you, and my sister can only look up to your future.

Lilian closed her eyes, tears streaming down her eyes like broken pearls, and when she opened them again, her eyes full of anticipation.

The jade teeth opened lightly, and the lips were red like fire.

The cherry took the pill in its mouth and swallowed it.

The gentle fire burned in every corner of her limbs, and the indescribable comfort filled Lily's body, and the powerful medicinal power combed every vein in the girl's body, warming every cell in her.

Lillian fell asleep again, with a slight smile on her face, as if she had found the most wonderful paradise in her dreams.

At this time, Lilian's exposed skin was rapidly molting and regenerating.

What Thelo said is true, this medicine really has the effect of building muscles, flesh and bones.

"Sister, sleep well. Kane gently brushed Lilian's sideburns and brought down a few strands of dry and yellowed hair, while countless black and bright green silk hair bloomed quietly like peach blossoms after the rain.

That's nice!

Kane smiled indifferently, stood up, turned his head, turned around, and the smile faded, and the cold frost on his face made people feel a little more afraid.

Send warmth and love to those closest to you, and let the killings and nightmares stay in this cold world.

Walking out of the bedroom and through the main hall, Kane didn't see any of the corners of his eyes on Father Ada, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Kane, help me—"

In the face of death, Father Ida was so ungodly and unholy.

Isn't returning to the bosom of the God of Light the ultimate dream of every clergyman?

Bang bang bang -

The Blood Lion soldiers guarding the side, like programmed killing machines, mercilessly fanned their palms towards Father Ada.

Broken teeth were spit everywhere along with blood foam.

Kane's footsteps didn't stop for a moment, and he walked straight ahead.

For the priest who had wanted to burn himself and Lillian at the stake, Kane didn't have the slightest feeling in his heart.

No anger, no resentment, no feeling.

It was as if it was not a living person who was paralyzed on the ground, but an ant, a grain of dust, and a cloud of air.

There is nothing more cruel than ignorance, and cold-bloodedness is nothing more heartless.

Under the skin of the twelve-year-old boy the blood was cold, and the heart was empty.

The paulownia wood gate of the main hall is painted with an oil paint image of the gods who are sympathetic to the world and holy and glorious.

Kane pulled the latch and pulled the two doors back, the faces of the gods in favor of the cold stone walls and the dark corners of the walls.

The peculiar alkaline smell of the Plateau of Suffering came to his nose, but for some reason, the strong smell of fire oil and charcoal came into Kane's nostrils.

It seems, there is still a faint smell of blood.

In the empty square, the stake was still standing proudly, as if trying to tell what happened in the early hours of the morning.

More than 100 townspeople were silently busy, transporting something.

It was a corpse.

Strangely, the wounds of each corpse were small, small enough to be fatal, but they did not waste the slightest bit of the perpetrator's strength.

The art of slaughter, the craft of killing.

"Kane?"

A big man with a beard called out with some uncertainty.

Kane's appearance has changed a little too much.

"He's Kane, I saw him yesterday. The fat woman who was carrying the corpse with the bearded man exclaimed in a low voice of excitement as if he had discovered a new continent.

Near-pathological euphoria.

"My lord, my lord, there are still living people, and you said that as long as you find a living person, you will die for a life. The fat woman hugged Kane and shouted at the top of her throat, looking like she was holding a life-saving straw, lest someone else would snatch it from her.

"Get out of here, you damn mother-in-law, I saw it first. The bearded man raised his fist and punched the fat woman to the temple, a dead hand.

"Oh, Mr. and Mrs. Zhang," Kane grinned, as if a fanatical theater fan had seen the best play in the world.