In the early morning, after a night of heavy rain, everything reveals a different kind of vitality, the crystal dew on the petals and leaves of flowers and grasses, the rabbit buried in the grass to satisfy hunger, and the deer and sheep licking the stream water by the lake to quench their thirst, all make people can't help but admire the miracle of life.

On the outskirts of the Garon Mountains, in a quiet and dense wood, a huge mossy rock crevice hides a cave that no one knows.

A small stream of light refracted through the gap in the entrance illuminated only part of the cavern, and the rest of the cave was dim.

By the faint light, five men could be seen leaning against a campfire, and one of them, a black-haired young man with black-rimmed glasses, reclining on a rock, casually flipped through the silver books in his hands, and from time to time his calm eyes shone with fiery light.

Lying next to the black-haired young man was a little fat man dressed gorgeously and with a round body, he glanced at the black-haired young man timidly, opened his mouth to say something, wanted to say something, but did not have the courage to speak.

The black-haired young man suddenly closed the book, stared at the little fat man, and said coldly, "George, what do you want to say?"

The little fat man George took a deep breath, summoned up the greatest courage, pointed to a place, and reluctantly stammered: "Ivan, you see, that person is dying, if you have a way, save him." ”

Looking along where George was pointing, I saw a stout man with a long scar on his face lying dead on a smooth rock.

The big man with the scar frowned, his face was so white that it didn't look like a living person, and there was only breath coming out of his mouth, but no qi coming in. And beside the big man, a tall man as tall as a hill, squatting next to the scarred big man, his eyes were red and slightly swollen, presumably he had just cried, and the middle-aged man in the eyes of the man was silent, only the hands that couldn't hold the trembling hands could see his extremely uncalm heart.

The most serious wound on the scarred man lying on the rock is a scar near the heart, as if it was cut by the sharp claws of some beast, and the bones are visible deeply, although it has been treated with a simple hemostasis, but the effect is obviously not very useful, and the scar is still bleeding.

The black-haired young man brushed over the wound of the scarred man, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm afraid his wound has broken his heart and lungs, and there is no way to stop the bleeding by just relying on ordinary hemostatic grass, but it is not impossible." ”

For some reason, the black-haired young man's voice was so loud that it seemed that he was not saying it to George beside him, but to someone not far away.

The middle-aged man in Eagle Eyes trembled, Huo Ran stood up, and respectfully walked in front of the black-haired young man: "Dear Mr. Ivan, to be able to follow a powerful and noble mage, I think you are either a disciple of that mage, or a mage apprentice of a quasi-mage, your knowledge and nobility are doubtful, and the benevolence and benevolence that match your noble knowledge must also be indispensable, can Thomas plead with you to save my squad leader Hamm." ”

Listening to this long paragraph of low praise, the expression on the black-haired young man's face was very useful, but the words he said were extremely calm: "First of all, thank you Mr. Thomas for the compliment, but praise is praise, I do have a way to save Captain Hamm, but this method requires me to risk my life, and at such a cost, what good do I have?"

Eh, cold sweat broke out on Thomas's forehead, and he was calm and sophisticated, and he didn't know what good he could give to Ivan.

"I can be your personal samurai, serving you for the rest of my life, loyal to you. Thomas looked back in surprise and saw Hamme, who had just been unconscious, holding on to his badly injured and dying body, and said weakly.

"Head, how can you?" Thomas shook his head at Hamm disapprovingly, what does private martial arts mean, it means that he must retire from the Predator Legion and become a person's private property, the lord is honored, the lord is humiliated, life and death are between the thoughts of the master.

Faced with this benefit, the black-haired young man shook his head and said unashamedly: "Yes, but I don't want you alone, I want you three." ”

"You don't have to take an inch. Thomas said angrily.

"No, no, the choice is yours now, and I didn't force you to become my personal warrior with a sword and axe around your neck. The black-haired youth shrugged and said with a hypocritical smile on his face that people couldn't help but scratch.

Bastard, what is the difference between your independent choice and forcing with a knife, although Thomas really wanted to punch Ivan in the face of the smiling Mimi, but Hamm's life was in his hands, the life-and-death friendship of more than ten years of military career, how could he, how could he.

That's it, that's it, Thomas nodded to the black-haired young man, and walked back to the scarred man with a decadent shoulder, his eyes couldn't help but get wet, the soldier is determined to serve the country, to be loyal to the king, to protect the people, and the bloody oath when he joined the army when he was a teenager seems to be getting farther and farther away in his ears.

Hamm closed his eyes, he couldn't bear to see Thomas in a decadent body, how could he not feel pain in his heart, soldier, these two heavy words had long been engraved into his life, but people are so despicable, in order to survive, any price can be paid, even if it is the soul and the belief of a lifetime.

Raymond was not as entangled as Thomas and Hamm, and happily agreed, for him, joining the army was to eat, so becoming Ivan's personal warrior was not a change of place to eat. If it's so easy to save your first life, why not do it, and still not have to stay in this dangerous Garon mountain range all day, how nice.

Little Fat George was very happy with this result, he didn't understand why Thomas and Hamm were so sad, as if they had lost the most important thing in their lives, for him, since the last life can be saved, it is a good thing, don't dwell on what everything is in the process.

His father, Mr. Bayi, once touched his head and said to him kindly: "Little George, the world is very big, the human heart is very small, such a small human heart, you don't have to think too much about why, think too much, the human heart can't fit it, and it will collapse." ”

Looking at Thomas's decadent appearance, the black-haired young man's heart was touched, the pain of having his faith dream destroyed was enough to make a person a walking corpse, a feeling very similar to when he was a scavenger.

Every day, in order to survive, for that little bit of money, I work hard to scavenge waste, go out early and return late, without a little dream and faith, and the whole body and mind have a kind of barrenness and desolation that is extremely lacking.

But Ivan doesn't sympathize with him, this world is like this, since you want to get something, you have to pay something, it's not that he is cruel, it's just that the world is cruel.