The snow was very thick, and Nancy wore the robe of Han Yingzong given to her by Han Dongwen, and walked behind him with a deep and shallow foot.

The road was not far, and after only a few moments, they reached a small hill on the side of the city of Hopeful.

"This is it."

Han Dongwen stood in front of Nancy.

At their feet was a flat hill, with many traces of dead trees and shrubs on both sides, and it could be seen that it was a field that had only been urgently cleared in the past two days.

Even the soil that emerges from the snow is the black of the new soil.

Nancy sighed and raised her eyes to look at Han Dongwen in front of her.

"You're still going to kill me."

Han Dongwen looked at her and felt that the wind was blowing on his face and tingled.

Behind him was a low platform made of new stones, with no monuments or plaques on it.

Only thirteen bloodstained swords were silently stuck on them.

"I didn't expect you to believe it, you look like a naïve girl, but you are by no means so naïve in your heart."

Han Dongwen replied to her.

She smiled, this time relaxedly.

"What choice do I have? Horizontal and vertical are going to die, you use such a beautiful lie to deceive me, let you deceive once and deceive, it's always good to have a sweet dream before you die. ”

Han Dongwen was stunned for a moment, his face was a little stunned.

"The ones you let everyone see, are likely to sway the battlefield."

"Left and right?"

Nancy's smile didn't change.

"The church has long since lost, and it is not a war there, but only the last loyalty."

Han Dongwen frowned slightly: "You want them to admit defeat and stop resisting." ”

She didn't speak, acquiescing to the speculation of the Simeng people in front of her.

"You can sacrifice yourself, you can use even death, but your soldiers, the people of West Asia, you don't think you should die like this."

"I think your kindness is for your own people, and so is mine."

Han Dongwen accentuated his tone.

"Ours too."

Nancy looked at Han Dongwen, as if it was only now that she showed an expression that truly belonged to the Knight of Patience for the first time.

She slowly raised her hand, took off the robe she had draped over her body, and folded it at her feet, revealing her naked, festering upper body.

Then, Nancy turned and walked to the stone platform, where she looked at it for a moment before holding a sword from above.

"I'm still a knight, since I'm going to die under your sword, tell me your name, military position."

Nancy's side face seems to reflect the moonlight in the snow.

“…… However, dying at the hands of a pawn like you, maybe I won't be able to be a knight in the end. ”

She muttered.

Han Dongwen coughed lightly and reached out to grasp the hilt of the sword handed over by Nancy.

The tip of the sword was still in her hand, and Nancy brought the tip of the sword to her chest, and the two of them naturally took the posture of execution.

"Han, Dongwen."

He said in a deep voice.

Nancy blinked, looked at the Simeng man in front of her, and said in a daze: "You're not...... Why ......"

If you suddenly have a lot of questions before you die, I am afraid it is a cruel thing.

So you can only choose the issues that concern you most.

"Why the hell did Ordu's spells do that?"

She asked.

But Han Dongwen knew that this was not what she wanted to ask.

What she wanted to ask was if she herself would be like Audu.

"His spells are indeed used to defend the Holy Maiden in the end, you can rest assured."

After Han Dongwen finished speaking, he pushed the sword into Nancy's chest.

The wind and snow were all over the sky, and it was silent.

Nancy knelt in front of the low stone platform, her expression was truly relaxed and relieved like she had never been.

Thirteen swords, each of which pierced her chest once, she had already lost her breath in the first sword, but Han Dongwen still stabbed thirteen swords in silence.

He straightened his tired spine and stood up and looked at the unmarked tomb.

"The thief is dead, and I have not broken my promise."

The light of the stars lit up and converged into a text.

[Event Complete: Good Thoughts and Evil Words]

[Description: You have thwarted the plan of the Church of God to create gods, saved the people of Eagle City from fire and water, acted for heaven, and killed the culprit of spreading the plague. 】

[Reward: Nancy Peria's Wandering God]

【Reward: Sword of Plague Slashing [Zhongliang] x 13】

Han Dongwen took a deep breath and looked at the sword on the platform.

Sure enough, the current sword has lit up with many specific values and effects, and has become a real serious equipment.

It seems that after being stained with Nancy's blood, these thirteen swords have been used as weapons to have similar characteristics to Nancy's ability, and when equipped, they can inflict continuous damage from the plague state by inflicting damage.

Then, after a certain number of cumulative attacks, the plague can be detonated.

This must be a sharp weapon that strangers are rushing to at this stage.

He silently put the thirteen swords away, sighed, and said to himself:

"It's not that I want to take the monument as a prize, it's really that the National Security Division doesn't have anything good at the moment, send this down first, and in the future, Simeng Guotai and the people will be safe, you will naturally make a great contribution, and when the time comes, I will set up a monument for you again."

The powerful waist card needs to be mass-produced by Youshen, and if the National Security Division wants to continue to attract strangers, the benefits must be arranged.

Han Dongwen was about to rush back to the battlefield, but suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if he hadn't slept well all night.

"Holy shit, it's ......"

He was wondering if something had gone wrong after getting Nancy's wandering spirit, when suddenly a few calls came from his ears.

"Your Highness...... Your Highness ......"

Is it a maid?

Thinking that he had been on the battlefield for a long time, Han Dongwen thought about it for a while, and immediately hid to the side and went back to see the situation.

Open your eyes, in the gunhouse.

A maid was outside the door to make a report, and it seemed that she had screamed a lot.

"Your Highness, the edict from Siyang Taishu Pavilion is here."

"Okay, bring it in."

Han Dongwen immediately got up and tidied up his clothes, pondering in his heart that this strange headache seemed to be at the right time, I don't know if it was a coincidence.

The maid sent Jiwen into the room, and Han Dongwen could see Lee Jae yawning there through the door.

The admonition comes from Taishangge, and the content is very simple.

The year of the Xiandian is imminent, although Han Dongwen drove the expedition in person, but if the war has been decided, it will not end for the time being, and he is also asked to order troops to stay in the war, and return to the dynasty first.

After all, for the country, this kind of "peacekeeping war" can only be regarded as a part of national affairs.

The content on the second page of the admonition is much more, and it can be seen that it is more complicated, Han Dongwen read two lines, and his expression became a little subtle.

Taishuge advised, after the year of the immortal ceremony, the book of Jiang Keyin concubine lineage.

"I forgot about it...... How does it feel like a long time has passed? ”

Han Dongwen naturally remembered the scene when he looked at Duan Qingzhu on the battlefield, and his lips pursed tightly.

"How's the war going?"

He asked.

There was no one around, and the one who could answer him was naturally Li Zai, who was guarding the door.

"Your Highness, there are frequent reports of good news in the front, the three leaders of the enemy's knight order have been defeated, or ambushed or fled, and the West Asian soldiers seem to have no intention of fighting, only the West Asian people are still fighting."

Inhuman?

Han Dongwen touched his chin and felt that this was not unimaginable.

Regardless of the plot of the game, as long as you can still play at the moment, you still have to operate as a player.

"What about their archbishop?" He asked again.

Li Zai paused for a moment, bowed his head and said:

"Your Highness, Archbishop Gaskorn of the Church of the Gods of West Asia has killed himself on the battlefield."

"Self-...... Self-inflicted?! ”

Han Dongwen's mouth widened.

What about boss fights?

And what about the big boss fight?

"So, what are you still fighting?"

He could barely restrain his surprise, but fortunately, Li Zai's next sentence gave him an answer.

"After Archbishop Gascoen killed himself, his body has changed and become a monster, and now Tilda is fighting with the lieutenants."

(End of chapter)