"Is that all there is to it?" said Sir Adolf Hoyle, drawing his saber from the bloodied corpse of a soldier on the ground, and rubbing the blood from the sword with his foot. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It seems that St. Lucas doesn't want to fight either, the ten years of war have tormented both countries!" said Jared, "Can we go back to Lori?"

"Do you think I don't want to go back, it's a shame that my dignified Sir has been sent to fight in this fucking place!" said Sir Hoyle, spitting.

"But we don't have much to do here any longer, and it feels like St. Lucas has no intention of fighting us!" Roy chimed in.

Sir Hoyle kicked away the corpse of an enemy soldier. "You know the position of the 'above' symbolizes the power they have, they are higher than me, just as my status is higher than you fools!"

"Isn't there any conspiracy on the part of St. Lucas, if they form an alliance with Miller to the north, we're in danger!" said Jared gravely.

"Come on, don't think so much about your stupid brain, just listen to my orders honestly!" Sir Hoyle mounted his silver-armored horse and looked at Jared with disdain, "You coward must be scared and want to go home to your mother!"

Roy could clearly see Jared's drooping hands clenched into a fist, his eyes full of anger, but his mouth was tightly closed. Jared's mother had been murdered by robbers ten years earlier, and Hoyle was laughing at him even though he knew it. Roy noticed that Jared had clenched the iron sword in his hand, and it seemed that he was going to cut off Hoyle's head at any moment.

This is Laconia, a town in the desert located southwest of Vassilian. Ten years earlier, the army of San Lucas had crossed the sea of war to invade Vasilian and captured most of the cities in the southwest, including Laconia. After a long campaign, Vasilian gradually regained most of the lost territory, and Hoyle and others were sent by the kingdom to clear the remnants of the enemy army.

After months of fighting with the remnants of St. Lucas, Jared's heart has been filled with unease, and it has become more and more intense recently. He noticed that the enemy seemed to have no fighting spirit at all, and the army was scattered and uncohesive. The enemy must be plotting something—Jared thought to himself. But in the face of a chief like Hoyle, all his speculations can only be buried in his own heart.

Sir Adolf Hoyle claimed to have come from a noble family, but it is known that his so-called noble family was actually bought by his grandfather's generation. Hoyle's grandfather made his fortune selling banned drugs during a time of peace, and King Targarion III was starved of money in the treasury, so he began to sell his titles of nobility and knighthood publicly. It was at that time that Hoyle's grandfather became a nobleman. Hoyle's grandfather did shady things that could not be seen in the dark, and naturally he did not have much aristocratic temperament and cultivation, which was well inherited by Adolf Hoyle.

Sir Adolf Hoyle was only in his thirties, and his pretended "noble" manners and dismissive attitude did not reflect his noble status, but gave people a glimpse of his pretentiousness and invincibility. He was now on his horse, looking with interest at a ruin in the desert in the distance, scratching the beard of his chin with his right hand, completely ignoring Jared and them.

"Let's go, let's go and see!" said Hoyle, urging his horse to run towards the ruins.

"Do we have to go?" Roy looked at Jared, it was getting dark, and Roy didn't want to die in the desert for the interest of some idiot chief.

"Is there any choice in our position?" said Jared, but there was a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, "Let's go." Jared said as he mounted his weak old horse and followed.

The three of them and a small group of soldiers came to the ruins in the desert, which were more of a pile of rubble than ruins. It was already night, and the wind blew from time to time in the distance of the uninhabited desert, and the sound of them stepping on the sand could be heard clearly.

"Sir Sir, I say ......" Roy shuddered, he didn't want to stay here for a second at the moment, he just wanted to get back to Lori's tavern and have a drink, even if it was just back in the camp tent in Laconia.

"What's the matter? a few stones scared you?" said Hoyle, holding the reins and turning the horse's head, sneering.

Roy didn't dare to speak, and the soldiers behind him were full of complaints.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound all around, accompanied by a snake-like hissing sound from time to time. Jared raised his vigilance, clenching the iron sword in his hand, paying attention to the movement around him. Sir Hoyle also seemed to sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and looked around in a panic - "What?

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across the desert, causing the soldiers to be confused, and this strangeness and panic caused them to lose their minds and start to flee in all directions.

"Give me all back!" you will disobey my ......" Before Hoyle could finish speaking, Jared shouted from the side, "Watch out for the !! below"

Before they could finish speaking, the ground in the ruins they were in began to sink, and a whirlpool seemed to have formed in the center of the ruins, and an invisible force was constantly sucking the warriors towards the center of the whirlpool. The soldiers screamed and waved their hands as they struggled to climb out, and Sir Hoyle was sinking along with his horse, which had not yet been sucked into the whirlpool due to the height of the horse. Jared and Roy moved away from the center of the whirlpool early due to their quick reactions, abandoning the horse in time to jump to safety before it sank to the ground.

"My lord, abandon your horse and jump out!" Roy shouted, but Hoyle was completely unconscious by the moment, numbly sinking with the group of soldiers, his face still in his last moment of horror.

"Let's go, he's hopeless. Jared said coldly. The ruins now had a few more symbolic sculptures, and the terrified faces of Sir Hoyle and the soldiers merged with the stone, and they became eternal.

Roy trembled and followed Jared towards the camp, with only silence behind him, "But then... What the hell is going on and why ......"

"There's still a lot of unknowns in this world, isn't it?" Jared didn't look back, unusually calm. Roy felt that Jared had become strange, and for a moment he saw a purple light flash through Jared's eyes.