"Ah, you're Levi...... I know you...... The hapless midshipman...... Fat Huck's voice was hoarse, and as he spoke, more blood foamed from his mouth, and his puffy, pale face twitched, trembling with the sarcoma and hyperplasia on it.

But none of these words from him shocked Levi even more. "What did you say, Chief Huck?"

"Surprised...... Ah, Levi...... I don't know how you found these elite fighters...... But I have known for a long time that you existed, and even ...... Also included, what happened to you inside Viscount Lane's Castle. Fat Huck's voice was a little clearer, and his spirit seemed to be a little better than just now, and a slight trace of blood appeared on his face.

Levi's expression seemed to have been whipped, his brows furrowed tightly, and he asked a little urgently: "Village Chief Huck, how do you know about me?"

"A man told me that...... My master, it's he...... He's got a crush on what you're going to inherit, the armor of the knights, the swords, the horses, and most importantly...... Knight's Title......" Fat Huck grinned and showed an ugly smile.

"Master, what's going on, Chief Huck, aren't you the head of the refugee camp, how can you have a master?" asked Levi in surprise.

"The host...... yes, a master. Levi, have you ever wondered what my purpose is in building a refugee camp? Is it really to build a safe and peaceful home for those refugees? No, this purpose may have been shared by others, but I, Fat Huck, have not had it from beginning to end. I used to be a tax collector in Viscounty Lane, but now I'm under Treon, the viscount butler...... My sole purpose in building the camp was to scavenge enough wealth from the refugees, most of it to go to my host, Terryn, and a small part to keep for myself......"

It was too much, and for a while Levi was silent, only to feel nausea and nausea, and the burning anger almost overwhelmed his mind, followed by a chill that he couldn't help but feel to the bone.

At the moment of the demonic disaster, the warriors are fighting bloodily, and there are still people in the Viscount Castle who do not hesitate to do all kinds of ugly acts in order to compete for interests. He even sent his cronies into the realm to loot all the wealth he could find. This kind of behavior can be described as a betrayal of humanity.

"What proof is there for what you say?" Levi's voice involuntarily became stern, his hand gripping the hilt of his saber tightly, as if only on the rough texture of linen could he find something reassuring.

Fat Huck scratched his chest twice with his hand, but his fingers were too shaky to reach into his leather armor, and he finally pointed to a bulging spot.

"Right here, there are a few secret letters...... The man wrote it to me, and besides, there's a notebook with some things in it that you can take and see...... When I left the camp...... ...... most valuables It's buried nearby, on top of the notebook, there's a spot on it......" Fat Huck gasped, the flush on his face fading, and the corners of his mouth once again dripping with bright red blood.

"Tell me, Chief Huck, why did you do this? Those refugees, aren't they your relatives and friends, why did you do such a hurtful thing?" Levi shouted excitedly.

"Is it hurtful...... Maybe, though, since my pregnant wife is in ...... Last Plague...... After I die, I don't have a conscience anymore......" Fat Huck's eyes began to drift apart, as if he was explaining to Levi, and as if he was talking to someone in the dark.

"Money, as long as there is a lot of money, I can ...... You can get the service of a large number of hired knights, and ...... Kill them all...... In order to kill all the demons, I can ...... Do anything!"

Li Wei was silent, when his parents died, he was still young, and he couldn't remember the situation clearly, only many fragments of memory that had been haunting his mind, becoming a nightmare in his midnight dream. Fat Huck's approach was certainly hurtful, but to a certain extent, Levi's heart also felt his despair and struggle.

"Chief Huck, is that why you are desperate to warn us?"

"Yes...... I will never, ever succumb to the feet of the devil...... Forever...... This is me...... ...... as a human being The bottom line. Fat Huck's voice grew lower and lower, eventually turning into an almost inaudible murmur.

"Millie, I...... I'm coming......"

These words were the last words left by Fat Huck in the world, and then his head tilted to the side, and the heaving of his chest gradually disappeared.

Levi stood up and raised his sword to salute Fat Huck's corpse, maybe this person is greedy, cowardly, and ugly, but in the face of death, he still insists on the bottom line of being a human being, maybe after clearing his sins, there will be a place for this fat man in the heavenly kingdom of the Father.

With a heavy heart, Levi took something out from under Fat Huck's leather armor, a rag bag soaked in blood and sweat. Levi couldn't help frowning, and unwrapped the cloth bag with the strange smell, revealing a few pieces of parchment and a notepad with a calfskin cover.

This should be the secret letter of the master in Fat Huck's mouth, Levi unfolded one of them, read it intently, and was suddenly startled.

This parchment as a letter is not of the highest quality, dark yellow with a slight moldy black vein, on which a few lines are written in bold black font, it can be seen that the writer's level of education is limited, not only the font is not neat enough, there are also several spelling errors, it is very difficult to read.

Still, Levi was able to find his name in it easily.

In fact, in addition to the beginning of the letter talking about the recent decline in income and the reprimand of Fat Huck, the secret letter describes Levi's image, identity and clothing in detail, and finally advises: "Whoever discovers the whereabouts of this person and kills him will be rewarded with 50 gold coins; ”

Obviously, Fat Huck didn't do that for some reason.

Levi looked at the last signature of the letter and felt furious. The signature, which is made up of intricate floral characters, is written smoothly and elegantly, apparently by a different person than the rest of the letter. Since Fat Huck had just mentioned the master's name, Levi could certainly tell that it was the initials of Treen the butler.

"Terryn, are you the one behind the scenes, you can do anything for your son Pami to get the knighthood!" Levi crumpled the letter in his hand, and he had the urge to lead all the warriors of the Castle Heart back to Viscount Lane's castle, call out the damned Treon steward and his son, and denounce their evil deeds to their faces.

This was indeed a solution to the problem, but Levi quickly came to his senses of revenge, and now he did have a force to be reckoned with, but it was not so easy to use it to take revenge. With two crusader swordsmen and a group of elite soldiers, Levi can indeed put a lot of pressure on Viscount Lane, but this pressure may not make Viscount Lane admit his mistake, but may force him to take risks.

There are 15 knights in the Viscount Castle, of which there are as many as 8 knights who have comprehended the seeds of fighting spirit, and even more than 3 knights who have comprehended the spirit of fighting spirit. In the event of a head-on conflict, even with the help of Sir Grace and others, it is estimated that Levi will lose more.

What if you win?

No matter how big or small the loss is, it is a weakening of the power to resist the demonic disaster, Levi thought of this, sighed deeply, and led the alchemy warriors back to the camp.

His steps grew heavier and heavier, and when he was almost at the camp, Levi suddenly stopped, his body shook from side to side a few times, and he felt the pain of his head like an explosion, and his body was as hot as a fire.

"What's going on?" Levi shook his head a few times, feeling better, but when he barely took a few steps forward, he collapsed and lost consciousness!