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With each step, the wound tortured Arkanis's nerves, as if someone had whipped her again and again, and she gritted her teeth and held on. As his body grew weaker and weaker, little Ramon kept crying and calling out to his father. The pursuers behind her seemed to catch up with her immediately, and she even felt the hot air from the pursuers touch the back of her neck. However, the scales of victory gradually tipped in her at an imperceptible speed.

Gaeus, drenched in sweat, lost almost everything on his body, medals of commendation, short swords given by his superiors, metal military certificates, and magic short crossbows, trying to win in this marathon of wills. Even so, the back in front of her was getting farther and farther away from him, she seemed to be a monster, even if she had a few magic crossbow arrows stuck in her back, even if she was carrying a child, even if she ran like this for more than an hour, her speed did not slow down in the slightest.

"Smack, smack. ”

The amulet around his neck slapped against his chest, which was given to him by his childhood sweetheart who was still waiting for him in his hometown.

Gaius pulled it off, hesitated for a few milliseconds, and then threw it to the ground, the silver amulet tumbling in the dust and sinking into the dead grass. It was enough for him to carry only a sword, and he could still find what he had lost, but the opportunity to become a nobleman was gone by letting go of the wanted criminal in front of him.

Little Ramon suddenly slipped off Arcanis' armpit and fell to the ground. The girl with the broken arm suddenly felt a chill in her heart, she had run for too long, her body was too weak, and more importantly, it was the left arm that caught little Ramon, and cut off the left arm of the little arm! Arcanis couldn't help it, she had to hold the scimitar in her right hand to enjoy the "offset" defense effect brought by the legendary scimitar.

"The... Damn..."

Arcanis turned her head, the first time she had turned her head, and found that her opponent was closer than she had imagined.

If you want to go back and pick up little Ramon, you will inevitably be caught up in a fierce battle, and the opponent is far stronger than her and she is not in good shape, and she will inevitably die.

If he had run away, he might have escaped, but little Ramon, even if he was a child, he was a witness to the scandal of the Empire, and he was bound to die.

What to do? What to do?

Die together, or live alone?

Yes, she can turn to Kazkaz and sell her soul. But selling souls has exceeded her bottom line, and when the time comes, I don't know how many ways that monster has to move in to devour her?

She hesitated as Arcanis touched the "Gold of Death" that was close to her. The hard touch shattered her hesitation.

The girl with the broken arm stopped, turned to face Gaius, the scimitar pointed diagonally at the ground, the wind lifted her brown cloak, and the setting sun shone on the side of her face, hiding the pockmarks on her face, which looked incomparably beautiful. Gaius also stopped, staring at her face. The face at sunset is incomparably similar to the portrait on the wanted post, but there are some differences.

Gaius wondered why he couldn't see it that day.

"Surrender, or die. ”

Gaius shouted, this is the honorary slogan of the Imperial servicemen for the "just" battle.

He clenched his sword in both hands and slowly approached the wanted man, and little Ramon lay between them and whimpered and cried. The white-haired wanted man didn't speak, but waved his curved blade forward with one hand.

"Bell!"

The sword collided with the blade, making a screeching sound.

Arcanis' mouth tingled, and her enemy struck her sword faster than she had ever imagined. Gaius swiped a few swords and slashed at the girl with the broken arm, and the air shook with a sound of "brush", "brush", "brush".

His swords looked light, but each one was heavy and fast, and Arcanis kept backing away, unable to parry. Taking advantage of the confusion in Arcanis' defensive stance, Gaius played a sword flower, and several invisible wind blades grazed the body of the brooded girl. A few pieces of brown cloth fluttered in the air.

"Boom!"

A ball of flame exploded, temporarily obscuring the other party's vision. Arcanis immediately disappeared into the shadows and disappeared into thin air. She deftly jumped to his side and attacked him sharply.

"Bell!"

The calm Gaius, as if he had seen her, swung his long sword fiercely and slashed the scimitar of the girl with the broken arm. Arcanis' eyes widened in surprise as he raised his right foot and kicked her hard in the stomach, feeling as if she had been hit in the stomach by a gnome's steam battering ram.

Arcanis flew to her feet, feeling a cracking pain spread through her body, hot and moist liquid gushing out of her throat, and as she fell, she saw the crimson blood falling in the air.

"Boom. ”

Her back fell heavily to the ground, and blood fell beside her like red snow.

It's not an opponent at all. She thought, but smiled, and barely straightened up, struggling to get to her feet. The scimitar was fastened to the bracelet by a chain of adamantite weapons, so it was still in her hand. She grabbed the scimitar and, with the help of the scimitar, staggered to her feet. She looked down and saw the wound on her chest, dripping with blood. It must have been cut by the Wind Blade at that time, no wonder the attack was discovered by him, because the blood revealed her whereabouts.

Her eardrums filled her with the sound of hissing breathing, and the cold air poured into her nose with the smell of blood, and her vision was stained with blood. She stared at the tall figure approaching her, his iron boots stepping on the ground, the bloody sunset behind him, like a butcher who brought slaughter and blood, and like a merciless fate.

"Surrender, or die. ”

The sonorous sound was like the sound of a gavel falling in a courtroom.

"Hehehehe...."

Arcanis sneered and spat out a mouthful of blood. While living in the Academy, she had seen this slogan more than once in fantasy novels, and it was usually shouted by the protagonists, such as the "tribunes" who faced the many and hateful faces of the Imperial soldiers, the "tribunes" who ******** the law and justice, and the good nobles who fought against the forces of evil (of course, the above protagonists were all nobles).

At the time, she felt very enthusiastic, but now it sounds very ridiculous.

"Dregs. Arcarnes said, "Unbelievers, you have been fucked by a dog and have given birth to you a pup. ”

She struggled to straighten up and staggered forward. He was so tall, his strong chest was like a wall, and Gaius was so determined that he could even hear his footsteps. It was as if he had an irresistible fate, and he wanted to crush the girl with a broken arm.

Crushed?

Arcanis was ridiculous at her thoughts, she still had Kazkaz, and today she was going to smash the wheel of fate with one punch, even if at the cost of her soul.

Only six steps away from Gaius, the Girl with Broken Arm estimated that after two more steps she was within range of Gaius's attack, and he cut off her head.

The corners of the white-haired wanted man's mouth went up, and he mentally called out to Kazkaz that it was time to surprise him. In the salivating Kazkaz, he raised his cold forelimbs, and was about to cut off a piece of the fiery soul.

Angry children's voices suddenly rang out.

"Badass! Badass!"

Arcanis saw little Ramon popping out at some point, his hand holding a fake wand, his lips clenched hard, and he roared and rushed towards Gaius.

"No !!"

She shouted, but it was too late.

Nervous, Gaius immediately reflexively stabbed Ramon in the chest with a reflexive sword, and his eyes widened as he looked at the child strung on the long sword engraved with the mark of honor of Jofia.

"Give back my dad..."

The fake wand fell from his small hand to the ground, and Arcanis screamed, a voice as sharp as a banshee howling. She rushed forward, her eyes filled with black flames of hatred. He seemed shocked, and it took him a long time to draw his blade, but for a moment he could not see the wanted man.

In this brief panic, the scimitar suddenly appeared behind him, and Arcanis, who had hidden in the shadows, stabbed the scimitar into his ribs, through the ribs and into the hilt. The razor-sharp Legendary Scimitar stabbed through several internal organs, and then, after Arcanis habitually stirred, immediately drew its blade and dodged backwards, dodging his dying blow.

Blood flowed like a fountain from his terrible wounds, and Gaius staggered a few steps, fell into the dust, and then crawled with difficulty.

Arcanis gave him a cold look, not intending to end his life. Holding back the pain of the wound, she walked over to the motionless little Ramon, crouched down, and touched his little neck.

He's not dead yet, but he's soon.

"Card... Card... Sister Nice, I hurt... Cold. ”

"Sleep, sleep. ”

Arcanis said softly, a few cold tears falling down his face, "Actually, it's a very fun game. ”

"Games?"

"Yes, I was sent to test you, and we won. A brave child gets a thousand points. She choked up, grabbed the forepaw of Melly, who was squatting beside her, and wiped the blood from his face, "Sleep, sleep." The cat will take the brave child to receive the reward. There are fruitful fruit trees, the green trees are full of chocolate candies, the table is full of pastries, the sun is always shining, there is never hunger and cold, and countless friends are playing in the trees. The king waited with a wand of fire for the cat to bring the bravest child to .......... He grew impatient, knocked his wand on the table, and cried to the owl: Why hasn't the bravest child come yet?

The owl said: He must be gluttonous with snacks.

The children were there to cheer in unison: yes, little Ramon the Glutton didn't deserve the biggest wand of fire.

Oops, little Ramon is going to sleep, and the king is getting impatient to wait. ”

“.. Father. ”

His voice was so low that he could barely be heard.

"Your father is next to the king, and when he heard the owl's words, he jumped up in anger and plucked one of its feathers. said: Nonsense, my son is not a glutton. ”

Little Ramon seemed to say something again, but Arcanis could no longer hear it. All she saw was a smile on little Ramon's dirty face.

Ramon Jr. is dead.

Arcanis grabbed the edge of his cloak and touched his tears. She took off her cloak stained with her own blood and wrapped her around little Ramon. After treating the wound, he held little Ramon in his right hand, stood up, and looked at the child killer. Only to find that he had been crawling, pulling a long trail of blood on the withered yellow earth in the direction he came.

Arcanis spat at him and grieved on the long escape with the corpse of little Ramon and the mutt.

A quarter of an hour later, a team of well-trained Imperial intelligence officers found Gaius on his deathbed.

"Fellow, dear fellow. An anxious informant, wearing a wedding ring in his right hand, lifted Gaius on the back and asked, "Please show me the direction in which the wanted man is escaping." ”

Gaius, who was on the verge of death, slowly opened his eyes, and in this short moment, the scenes of his life's memories replayed in his mind, the father who worked in the fields, the farmer who was driven out of the village and went bankrupt, the hopeful expression on his mother's face, the joy of joining the army and promotion, the ecstasy of the night when he changed his fate, and the child's little face full of hatred.

"Badass! Badass!"

A child's childish voice echoed in his ears.

"That's... Over there..."

Gaius, who was from a low background, raised his index finger and pointed in the wrong direction. He tilted his head and closed his eyes. At the last moment before he died, he saw the smiling face of his childhood sweetheart.

His left hand was released, and the amulet fell from his palm to the ground.......