"Woo ......"

As if taken aback by Brent's actions, the cat lady who had given the dagger immediately stepped back, staring blankly at the blood on the ground, looking a little overwhelmed.

In the various trainings she has undergone since childhood, she has long since lost her so-called self and has become a slave who can only obey orders.

Therefore, even though they knew that Brent was no longer their master, the imprint engraved in every corner of their bodies and souls controlled them at all times, preventing them from raising any thoughts of resistance.

Now that Brent is dead, the effect will never go away, and most of the slaves like them are not prey to the slave caravan, but commodities that have undergone extensive training since childhood, and have been artificially modified from body to soul.

These slaves were so accustomed to this life that they could not even be born with the desire to regain their freedom unless someone was willing to put a great deal of effort into reshaping their minds.

"It's sad."

Sean said with a blank face, and with a wave of his hand, he stripped the blood from the dagger and returned the weapon to the soldier next to him.

"You clean up here, I see that there are several wagons in the manor, and the collected goods can be piled up on the wagons and transported back together."

"There are still some things that need to be solved in the future, so hurry up and get this place done, don't be lazy."

After giving the order, Sean left the room and walked slowly to the flower bed of the manor.

……

His mood was far from being as calm as it seemed.

Brent was a native of Theresa noble, of course, he would not know the details of Sean, and even after Sean fell into a coma at that time, Brent probably saw him a few times, but later forgot his appearance.

And what kind of strength was Sean at that time?

Not only is he not at the current apprenticeship level, but he is not even at the apprentice level, and he has been an assistant and student under Lauren for more than ten years, and he was still an ordinary person until the moment before he was put in the prison car.

Others don't know the details of Sean, of course, they think that he is the kind of genius who has been on the path of a professional since he was a child, and although it is amazing to have such an achievement, it is not a big deal.

But Brent is different, this guy is a smart guy.

In just over a year, Sean went from an ordinary person to a probationary level, so what about the future?

The higher level does not dare to say, as long as he does not die young, it is almost a sure thing that he will become a formal or even a master.

From the moment he met Brent, Sean had been guarding against him telling his details, and with the assistance of the staff of reincarnation, Sean had no problem with an apprentice-level silence technique.

Presumably Brent had guessed the situation, so he never mentioned it, and for the sake of his acquaintance and not causing much actual harm to himself, Sean acquiesced in his suicide.

Brent's death was not a big deal, what really annoyed Sean was Brent's words before he died.

He said that Sean was the same kind of person as him, not by the strange fetishes, of course, but by the fact that they had a similar mentality.

Disregard for life, ruthlessness, retribution, unscrupulous means to achieve the end, and awareness of current affairs.

This kind of mentality is not good in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is very suitable for survival and development in this world.

Coupled with Sean's terrifying talent, it's not surprising that Bollent would think he could make it to the top of the world.

Yes, the so-called pinnacle of the world is the epic level or the true spirit level, and the Eye of Judgment does not interfere too much in the affairs of the world, as long as it can become such a strong person, it will almost stand on the top of everyone's heads.

It's humbling to be beaten by a pariahs who grew up in a slum, and it's even more ridiculous to be killed by a slave, but what if it's the top powerhouse of the future who ends his life? At that time, people would have felt sorry for him.

That's how Brent committed suicide, he was like a loser on the field, and even hoped that his opponent would win the championship, so as to prove that he was not weak, but just unlucky.

"It's sad."

Looking at the blooming flowers in the flower bed, Sean smiled, and his mood suddenly calmed down.

He didn't want to be a proud loser like Brent in the future.

Life is full of sin from birth, whether it is plundering the corpses of other creatures to draw nutrients, or passing chaos to the outside world in order to maintain its own order, it is just to satisfy one's own desires.

If that's the case, why bother?

The strong only need to keep moving forward, and caring about the bones under their feet is more likely to fall, as long as they reach a certain height, any gossip will disappear.

……

Playing with the Abyssal Blade in his hand, Sean fell into deep thought.

The next thing is very simple, as long as the wealth left by Brent is received, the matter will be completely over.

As for what to do, these are all done by his soldiers, and there is no need for Sean to worry about at all, even if he just watches from the sidelines, a considerable part of the credit will fall into his hands.

Under the wise command of Legion Commander Camillo de la Rosa, Sean Morton led the soldiers to uproot the forces of Count Brent Broad of the Kingdom of Wagner, establish the majesty of the Silver Eagle Legion and seize a large amount of supplies, which perfectly solved the mission.

Sean even guessed that Camillo's upcoming report to the rear would allow the soldiers who put in the most effort to get the least amount of military merit, while Camillo, who was talking about it, took the lion's share of the military merit.

However, Sean did not complain about this, speaking of which, he still accepted Camillo's favor, and without the support of this corps commander, he would not have been able to mobilize so many soldiers to solve this matter perfectly.

……

Soon, all the valuable wealth in the manor was sorted out, and the large carriage alone was filled with three wagons, with a total value of more than 10,000 gold coins, not counting the harvest that some soldiers had secretly hidden, and the manor itself.

Sean didn't like the little thing he had secretly hidden, and when everything was settled, he led his soldiers out of the manor and began to search for Brent's forces one by one.

With the strong backing of the Silver Eagle Legion, Sean's journey was extremely smooth, and often before he could speak, these clever guys surrendered one after another, and offered a lot of wealth in both hands.

Anyway, the original master is dead, of course, it is not a big deal for people to take these properties, and they can also get a little benefit from this matter, no matter how they calculate, they will not lose.

Anyway, after a busy day, Sean finally saw Camillo again in the evening and reported some things.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Camilo smiled, patted Sean on the shoulder and said, "Our side of the business is basically done, and we may stay in this city for a while next." ”

"When the other side is over, it is estimated that it will be the so-called final battle, and that will be the real test."

Speaking of this, Camilo's face also became a little solemn.

"Since the establishment of the Silver Eagle Legion, it is the first time that it has participated in such a big battle, and when the time comes, there is a slight carelessness, and that is the result of the annihilation of the entire army."

"Well, but you don't have anything to do, alchemy mages are very precious resources, unless they really reach the point of exhaustion, they won't let you go to the battlefield."

There was a hint of envy in Camillo's words.

As the general of the Silver Eagle Legion, although the actual risk is not great, compared to a guy like Sean who can get a lot of military merits in the rear, he is still far behind.

"Boss, don't worry."

"The Silver Eagle Legion is not a cannon fodder unit, even if it participates in the attack, it is in the later stage of the war, not only has many military achievements, but also has relatively few casualties, so what is there to worry about."

After a period of getting along, coupled with a more personal conversation, Sean was not so inhibited, and even called the boss.

"But now I can finally rest for a while, it's really tiring to march every day, and I can't sleep well at night."

Sean couldn't help but sigh.

"Come on, you're still complaining about this treatment." Camillo glared at him, "A lot of ordinary soldiers don't even have to ride horses, and their physique is not as good as that of a professional like you, so why don't they shout tired." ”

"How do you know they didn't shout ......"

Sean muttered quietly, and finally quickly shut up under Camillo's disgruntled gaze.

"Oh yes, those two cat slaves outside were also found from Brent's house, boss, what do you think of it?"

Changing the subject, Sean asked.

"Do you still need to ask me what to do? Do you want to turn it in as trophies and transport it to the rear? ”

Camilo replied reluctantly, then waved his hand casually.

"That's it, they're all yours, I don't care if you sell them or keep them, anyway, this second-hand goods aren't worth a few dollars, there's no need to report it."

"This group of damn nobles has money in their families, if it weren't for the fear of instability in the rear, I would have robbed it all the way."

"yes, it's a pity that such a good opportunity." Sean also looked agreeing, "If you want me to say that the battle of Victory Pass should not be fought, anyway, the Belloc Province has also been eaten, so why bother to gnaw that hard bone again." ”

"How do you know that?"

Camillo shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe the content of the above discussion is to decide the ownership of interests according to the victory and loss of the battle, this Belloc Province seems to be conquered by us soon, in fact, if the game of those strong people does not come to a result, no matter how much we fight, it will be useless." ”

"Official, ah......"

"Even in the face of tens of thousands of troops, they can be easily slaughtered, whether it is an ordinary civilian or the Silver Eagle Legion, they are no different from dust in front of such a strong person."

"Even if it's an apprentice and an apprentice, they're just slightly stronger ants, so what's the point of caring about the outcome of ants and dust?"

"At the end of the day, it's not a war, it's a gamble."

"Our lives and countless people's lives are gambling equipment, and standing on both sides of the table are the formal and master-level powerhouses on both sides, even if the cards played out are gone, the gambling equipment will always continue to be manufactured, as long as you can win the benefits, even if it is played to the last one."

Listening to Camilo explain his understanding of the war, Sean also sighed.

"Don't think about it so much, now let's take care of yourself first."

"At least we professionals are still relatively big cards, and it's a lot better than the fate of those soldiers."

"Besides, didn't you find that there were too many military merits given above? You should understand what this means. ”

……

Camillo's eyes flickered, and he naturally didn't ignore what Sean could think of.

Compared with previous actions, the remuneration of this war is too rich, which is an extremely abnormal thing.

Although the wealth obtained by a single professional or ordinary person is nothing in front of the formal and master-level powerhouses, once the number increases, even they will feel distressed.

However, words like this cannot be taken back, which means that as long as they give military merit, they must be paid.

Therefore, if the strong ones want to reduce their losses, there is only one way.

"Slaughterhouse, ......"

Camilo rubbed his temples and couldn't help but sigh.

Unless there are special circumstances, the military merits of the dead are invalid, and the strong men put an end to the transfer of military merits, which means that for every soldier or professional who dies, their contribution will be reduced a little.

Such an obvious trap is of course easy to see, and he also believes that those who join the army will not be so stupid.

It is a pity that a great deal of wealth has long blinded them.

Because of the bait that was thrown, countless people fought desperately for it, but how many of these soldiers and professionals lived to get their rewards? This is really a question worth pondering.

"Forget it, let's keep ourselves and get the reward, there's no need to care so much."

Sean shook his head, if it weren't for the fact that he was an alchemy mage and didn't have to go to the front line, he wouldn't have been able to plunge into this vortex like this.

In fact, there is also this reason for Camillo's friendship with him, in the entire Silver Eagle Legion, although his combat power is not the strongest, his survival rate is definitely the highest, and his potential is not bad.

What's more, he still has a lot of military exploits, once the war is won, it will really soar into the sky, and in the face of such a figure, of course Camillo will not be dismissive.

……

……

In this way, after dinner, the two of them negotiated for a while before returning to their respective places to rest in the evening.

The Silver Eagle requisitioned a large number of houses in the city of Theresa, and Sean, with the help of Camillo, chose the largest villa in the Brent estate as his place to live for a short period of time.

But as it happens, this villa is the place where there is a basement, and the two cat girls finally return to their familiar cage after going around in circles.

Their original names, Sean, were unknown and uninterested in inquiry, so he simply referred to them by their code names, the so-called Number One and Number Two.

These two little guys have been spoiled by Brent, and Sean naturally won't touch them again, and staying for the time being is just to let them take care of themselves, and when they leave the city, they will be sold directly.