The rebellion in Ironthorn came quickly and ruthlessly, and the defender Khir was murdered before the riot began, and then Asellock instigated thousands of High Elves and human thugs to break open the door of the town's armory before the defenders could react, and looted a large number of long weapons, armor, and crossbows.

As the riots intensified, the townspeople of Ironthorn spontaneously organized resistance forces and engaged in hand-to-hand battles with the thugs in the streets and alleys.

Fortunately, due to the social baptism of the law of the jungle, every Truzi was a skilled warrior with their own armor at home, and their numbers and equipment did not lag behind the mobs, so the battle was extremely tragic.

After days of fighting, the thugs took advantage and took the temple of Radlily and used it as a base to extend their butcher's knives across the city.

The snow fell on every black tower, every corner, and every corpse, like a grand funeral in the dark and cold night.

By the time Hemmer arrived with his army non-stop, he was in shambles.

The once prosperous town of Iron Thorn was filled with gunsmoke, and the shadow of death came to everyone's heart from the bare feet.

Asherok did a great job this time, burning down most of the new city and killing many people.

Hemmer stood at the gate of the town, stunned at the light of the skyrocketing fire from a long distance.

He was once full of ambition, self-confidence, and had too many feelings and hopes for the city, and he firmly believed that this little-known town would be famous in his own hands, and it would become a place of longxing that people praised by word of mouth.

But now, a fire from the rebels has reduced the city to ruins and torn his ideals to shreds.

Hemmer racked his brains and couldn't figure out why his good deeds ended up like this.

Why can't Azul and Truzzi get along?

Does it have to wait until the end of the world for the never-ending civil war between the elves to really end?

It's sad.

It wasn't until he heard the wails coming from the town that Hemmer found his voice.

"Kill! Kill all the rebels, and don't let them go! He drew his sword and walked slowly toward the town, flanked by angry soldiers leading their officers into the black gates.

The homeland was ravaged, and the generals were enraged, vowing to make the traitors pay a terrible price, so they did not show mercy in killing people.

In contrast, despite the equipment, most of the thugs gathered by Asherok were civilians with no combat experience, and they could not stop the returning tiger and wolf army.

The two armies clashed, and the rebels were crushed at the first touch.

Basquin, the leader of the red-crowned lizard of the Spirit Realm tribe, led the strong lizard warriors to take the lead in clearing the enemy on the outskirts of the city, and the generals led the troops to encircle step by step, gradually controlling the situation.

But at this moment, a bad news came from the front, which made Hemmer lose his mind for a short time.

The mob retreated to the temple of Radlily and sought refuge in Aurelia.

Everyone knew about Aurelia's relationship with Hermer, so they could only surround those thugs, but they didn't dare to do it.

After receiving the news, Hemmer immediately rushed to the temple with people.

Walking through the messy streets and alleys, entering the respiratory tract is the smell of blood, and stepping on the corpses of countless civilians. The ruins and ruins of the walls, the wolf smoke bonfire, irritated Hemer's fragile nerves.

Eventually, he reached the inner courtyard of the temple, and from a distance, he saw that on the steps, the usually gentle Aurelia was dressed in a thin white robe, but dared to confront the large number of dark elves and khourly warriors below.

In the temple behind her, the frightened thug looked in horror at the swords, guns, swords, halberds standing below, and lost the will to resist.

No one expected that Helmer would return so quickly. They now had to kneel before Radlily's icon, begging the gods for mercy again and again, hoping that Aurelia would save her life. This is their last straw.

Troubled Hemmer waved his hand, telling the soldiers to stay where they were, and walked up the steps himself to persuade Aurelia.

Passing several steps, he stopped in front of her, his head slightly lowered, his eyes half obscured by bangs, and his lips as pale as skin. After days of running, although his face is good-looking, he is very unimaged.

The fierce noise around seems to have died down. Aurelia had no idea what to do next. Confront him, or silently get out of the way? Although she felt frightened just by imagining a confrontation with him, she still mustered up the courage and forced herself to retreat and meet her lover's gaze.

The corners of his eyes were red, he couldn't see what kind of emotion it was, he stood in place, only his mouth moved: "...... Can you let it open? ”

"I'm sorry... Helmer, they're doing something wrong, but..."

Aurelia shook her head, her body trembling, but she didn't retreat in the slightest, if she did, everyone behind her would be killed by him.

That's hundreds of lives.

Although Hemmer knew that the kind-hearted Aurelia would never get out of the way, his heart was half chilled when he heard the rejection from her mouth.

A cold wind from the side hit and ruffled Hermer's hair. The white hair swaying in the wind was the moonlight of midnight, and it met Aurelia's eyes in the loneliness and darkness.

Hemmer didn't hear it, and stepped up another staircase, staring at Aurelia with a sincere expression, his voice carrying a plea that he didn't even notice, "Everyone is watching, please, don't make it difficult for me?" ”

Aurelia glanced back behind her, cold sweat dripping down her cheeks and onto her shoulder blades: "Don't come up again!" ”

"Please, Aurelia."

Hemer's lips were blown white by the cold wind, and his voice was not as energetic as before.

Looking at his hollowed-out eyes, the protective wall that had been piled up after so many sleepless nights of struggle was simply and undamaged.

But countless lives were in her own thoughts, and Aurelia still tried to stop Hermer, her eyes were red, and she choked up: "Hemer, calm down, this rebellion is not what it seems, many of them seem to be bewitched and can't control themselves." Asherlock and many others can testify. ”

Asellock boldly walked out of the temple and came to Aurelia's side, and said to Hemmer with a humble expression, "My lord, everyone is sad that something like this happened, but it was not our intention. Most of us are inexplicably driven in our hearts to do such things. And for the sake of the gods, forgive us for our unintentional sins. ”

Hemmer laughed angrily, his gloomy gaze swept over every trembling figure in the temple, and everyone who watched them shuddered.

"What about my people? What about their lives, that's it?" The voice was not angry, nor sad, but calm to the point of emptiness.

Aurelia was most familiar with the person next to her, but she could feel that Hermer was on the verge of rage, her heart was already wounded, but there was no way to stop the bleeding. I could only look at him stiffly, forcing myself to continue to say cruel words: "I will definitely find another way to solve it... You don't have to kill. ”

"Just forgive them this time, okay."

The cool snowflakes fell on Hemer's cheeks, and his eyes melted into crystal droplets, and he suddenly smiled, and the smile was very sarcastic, as if he said to himself: "You know, I am a person, I have long been willing to degenerate, and I can do anything to achieve my goal." It's just that I still have a bottom line. ”

"No one can take the lives of my men in any name, not even the gods on high."

"For the sake of the people of this town, for the sake of all those who are willing to follow me, I dare to take the risk of demolishing the Temple of Kane and abolishing the Midnight of Death of Truzi's faith, because no one can easily take the lives of my people." Hemmer trembled and pointed to the hasty faces in the temple, and asked word by word, "I can't bear it myself, how dare they!" ”

"Do you have to kill them? This is Radlily's temple. Please, Hemmer. In front of the gods you believe in, spare them this time. Aurelia burst into tears, driven to the brink of collapse by Hermer.

"I spare them? Those who died tragically, who will spare their lives? ”

"For the sake of these people behind you, I bear the infamy, keep them, don't let them be slaves, countless people poke me in the back and say that I am not the real Durussy, I put up with all this, but why, why betray me!"

The last words were shouted out by Hemmer with all his might. He was infamous only for a betrayal that almost pierced his heart.

Who will pity him, who will pity Kehill, who will pity the common people who died in the rebellion?

"Do you have to force me?" Aurelia rushed down and grabbed Hemer's hand, begging him for fear that he would do something extreme.

"Aurelia, you're the best. Even a dead sapling will be sad for a long time, but can you think about it for me, who am I and what am I thinking! ”

The voice was already shouting, close to a heart-wrenching cry. Hemmer also has a reason not to back off. So many people are watching, and his concession is an abyss.

The Aurelia in front of her is not just her, but also a shadow of his past.

For the sake of the people, he must make a break with his past self.

"Ask the people below, ask them, should the thugs hiding behind you and hiding in the temple be killed!"

Hemer seemed to ask Aurelia in the heart, and thunder roared.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!!"

Many of the soldiers were furious, eager to catch the traitors and throw them into the cauldron of blood.

Once, the Dark Elves were also High Elves, but the betrayal of their kindred led them to flee to this bitter northern continent to struggle.

It can be said that every Truuzi is a bloody wound torn by Azul, and it is also the sharpest blade that reaches out to them.

Seeing her eyes almost convinced and on the verge of despair, Hermer said in a voice that he couldn't even hear, "You don't care about this matter. Tomorrow, I'll let you go. ”

"What..."

"I'll let you go..."

"You can't do that, Hemer!" This makes her more painful than saying that she is going to kill her, and it is like roasting her heart on a fire. The light in Aurelia's eyes quickly dimmed.

Hemmer gently pushed her hand away, and the soldiers behind her rushed up the stairs and into the temple, killing all the thugs, including Asherlock, who had no body in the first place.

War is a brutal massacre, anyone is a victim, and anyone can become a monster. It's not about race, it's not about tribes.

Hemmer was like a lion roaming among his flocks, but they were not afraid of him, nor did they dare to be afraid.

The sporadic resistance soon died out amid the screams.

He turned around and saw Aurelia standing still, glaring at him.

She has always been soft and deceitful, but the words she said pierced her heart like a dagger.

He heard her say, "Those souls are your repentance, those bones are your sins, and this temple of blood is a prison for judging yourself." ”

"You're going to hell, Hemmer."

He saw his past self in a trance. In the cruel medieval world, white as a piece of paper, he used to be very kind.

Hemer laughed and laughed, laughing heartbreakingly, and pointed at Aurelia, not only to her, but also to her past self, "You are high, you are amazing, you can scold me now." Well, that's great, you're amazing. You can move your mouth, you can reduce me to hell, do you know what I am suffering, let me tell you, a hundred generations, a stench of ten thousand years, do I have the right to choose? Just because I am Duruzi, living in the bitter cold of Nagarus, I have no power or power on horseback, and I have to work every step of the way to be a dark lord, for fear that if I take a wrong step, I will die without a place to bury. You're kind, you're amazing, and everyone loves you. What a broken place, a broken place, a broken place. From the moment I fell, I swore that I was going to chase to the highest step by step, step by step. I don't want to be held back anymore. I can't stand this kind of restriction, I want to live a famous life, no matter how much infamy I bear, even if I am broken and go to hell, I will be the most self-interested, the most crazy, and the most feared and jealous demon! ”

Hurmer's almost frantic roar attracted the attention of countless people, but he looked at Aurelia with no oblivion.

Probably the most melancholy thing in life is witnessing the change of a person or a relationship.

A strong, cold wind blew from outside the temple, blowing his back and dancing the slightly curly white hair on his temples. He walked quietly over to Aurelia, took her hand, kissed her lightly on the lips, and whispered between lips and lips, "I will send you and Irene back to Iris, and I will not try to restrain you in any way from now on...... I'll let you go. ”

Tears glistened as Aurelia's red eyes flowed.

She didn't understand whether she was wrong or right.

I only know that even if she is free, her heart is like a knife, and she can't breathe in pain.

The two passed by, one carrying hope, one leading death one by one, and they went to the path of fate that was gradually drifting away.

Probably, we haven't seen each other again after many years.

Hemmer spent the whole night in the barracks, not returning to the lord's manor or meeting Aurelia.

Instead, Alleyne found him.

During his time in Ironsphorn, Alleyne witnessed a lot of dark sides, gradually smoothing out the edges and corners, and becoming calm and steady.

He began to understand how difficult the situation of a strange fear lord like Hermer was in Truzzi's society, and how much pressure he was under for his and his sister's unconventional behavior.

If you don't really like it, you will never treat your sister like this.

He was with his sister, and Ellen was against it, but gradually accepted the facts.

After hearing about last night's incident, Alleyne found Hemmer and said in a restrained manner, "Brother Hemer, in fact, you know your sister's personality very well. Since we were children, we have been well protected by our uncles, and we have not seen the cruelty of this world. That's why... Be naïve. ”

"Even if you're sold here, you're protecting her well. Last night's thing... I'm sorry to you for her..."

"She... You better persuade her, my sister is really interested in you. Aren didn't speak much, so he could only spit out all that was in his mind.

There was a brief silence, and Aren's face flushed.

Hemmer silently listened to the young man's clumsy persuasion, got up and patted the young man's shoulder, his haggard face barely smiled, "Between me and her... They all count each other. When you return to the kingdom of Iris, remember to protect your sister. She is such a good person, she should not have fallen with me in the turbid Nagaros. ”

Back at the barracks office, Helmer wrote a letter to Aisarion of Irees, informing him to send someone to pick up the siblings, as well as recalling Anzales, the only one he could trust, to escort them to Anaheim on a ship bound for Osune.

Sending people away, he locked himself in the lord's manor for a long time.

Things are not people, and the depression during this period of time is all due to those past. Memories are too good, but they become loads. It is so strong that no matter how much you try to hide it, no matter how much you try to ignore it, no matter how much you pretend to be careless, it can't be erased.

In the empty room, Hemer sat quietly in his office chair, looked at the pillow that Aurelia had once liked, and then looked back at the huge world map hanging on the wall, distraught, and finally moved into Radlily's temple.

A broken life is an unbreakable shackle. He wants to fall forever in the cage she has set up. Bye my love.