The midnight breeze was not cold, but it was still bone-chilling. The Horn Fort was lonely in the moonlight, and the remnants of the city walls and the collapsed ruins seemed to be a little desolate and solemn.

At the mouth of the ruins of the collapsed city gate, layers of corpses were piled together, the already cold blood had already coagulated, and the rich stench of corpses attracted several scrawny hyenas, staring at the scarlet eyes in search of "food" among the decomposing corpses.

Layers of corpses were mixed in the crimson mud that had long been soaked in blood, stretching from the ruins of the city gate to the gate of the inner fort, and the soldiers who had died tragically under the broken walls were piled up, as if they could still see their hideous faces before they died.

Allen, who walked through the ruins, couldn't help but bite his lip, and the cruel scene of corpses in front of her made the girl can't help but imagine what kind of terrible battle the guy who had been holding on to this castle for several days, and the worry in her heart was heavier than before.

Pushing open the gate of the castle, the hall was empty, except for the occasional cry of pain in the corner, the remnants of the soldiers leaning against the wall were eating weakly, and the brethren who could barely stand were carefully tending to make them as comfortable as possible.

An army of nearly four hundred men at the time of departure, the remaining warriors now could not even sit at a few long tables. Seeing those eyes staring at him, Allen, who didn't know whether to encourage or comfort them, silently put the words in his heart back into his stomach, and walked up the stairs of the hall alone in the eyes of everyone.

Before he came, Alan had a stomach that he wanted to say to this bastard - why he didn't go to the port of The Hague to see her, why he never wrote a letter, why ...... There are too many words, what do you want to say? The blonde girl actually doesn't know why she has so many words, after all, she just feels very wronged.

But when he saw Edward Wittwood, lying on the bed, with bandages on his chest, shoulders, arms, and right leg, his body trembling, and his teeth clenched and pretending to be relaxed, Alan felt like he didn't want to say anything - at least he was alive, and that was enough.

There was a strong smell of medicine and blood in the not spacious room, and Schillel, who was squatting on the side of the bed, had just wrapped a bandage for Edward, got up from the side of the bed, and just happened to bump into the blonde girl who was about to walk in.

"Y-Hello. Seeing the purple-haired woman in front of him staring at herself, as if she was observing, Allen, who was a little overwhelmed, hurriedly smiled and raised her hand to say hello: "Nice to meet you, I, my name is ......"

"I know who you are, Dear Miss Alan Kwyn. Shairel didn't smile, hesitated for a moment but bent down slightly to salute Allen, exhaled extremely uncomfortably, and then said more emphatically: "Edward...... Your name was mentioned to me. With that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey?" Seeing that the mercenary was leaving, Allen, who was a little surprised, quickly turned around and shouted, "Please, please wait a minute!"

Shrell turned his head, only to see the cramped blonde girl blushing, as if embarrassed to stretch out her right hand: "I, I heard them say that you saved Edward's life, and you have been taking care of him - nothing else, I just want to thank you, thank you for all this you have done for him." ”

"It's nothing, I'm just a mercenary he paid for, it's all just a matter of duty. Looking at the little nervousness and gratitude on the blonde girl's face, and a faint look of guard, Shrell said expressionlessly, "You don't have to be so polite at all, Miss Allen." ”

Alan blushed, and the other party's clear eyes seemed to have penetrated his careful thoughts, as if he was a little rabbit, he quickly dodged and walked into the room. Shirel, who was standing outside the house, did not leave in a hurry, standing outside for a long time staring at the figure of the girl just now, lowering his head as if he was thinking about something, only feeling a resentment in his heart for no reason, which could not be dispersed for a long time.

Gritting his teeth, Edward tried to open his eyes when he saw the blonde girl who walked into the room, somewhat overwhelmed. He thought about it for a while, but finally just smiled: "Long time no see, dear Alan." ”

"......" The blonde girl still didn't say a word, just sat on the edge of the bed and stared at him for a moment. Edward, who was a little embarrassed, then pursed his chapped lips: "Oh...... By the way, I haven't had time to thank you yet, if it weren't for the reinforcements you found, I'm afraid I'd really die here. ”

"I'm afraid Viscount Otto Kwyn is here too, right? I see the black-bottom shield and spear flag on the city wall - it is impossible to summon so many knights from The Hague Fort without the orders of Viscount Otto, I reckon that fellow Lusen has advised you not to come, but it seems to be of little use, as for Sir Leonardo, he must be very determined, it will not be easy to convince him, especially since these have been my tasks from the beginning, and there is no need to ...... at all."

“...... You talk a lot. The blonde girl said suddenly, her eyes looking at the interrupted Edward, and there seemed to be some crying in her voice: "It's the first time I've seen you say so much." ”

Edward, who had stopped talking, laughed dryly twice, and said no more. The girl who hesitated for a moment still stood up, walked over and hugged Edward on the bed tightly, as if she would disappear as soon as she let go of this annoying fellow.

Even through the other party's sideburns, he could still feel the girl's sobbing voice, trembling shoulders slightly. patted the girl's back gently as if comforting: "Don't worry, I can't die, even if the castle falls, I have a way to escape from here, no one can stop me, and no one can kill me." ”

But the girl didn't stop crying, and she bit her lower lip lightly, and hugged Edward's broken body: "You're going to go on like this, aren't you......? It's going to go on in the future, right?"

Dragging his scarred body, he continued to fight life and death one after another, forever, until his last breath was exhaled and his tired heart stopped beating.

Feeling the trembling of the girl's petite body, Edward had to smile helplessly: "Yes, it will continue, maybe it will be a lifetime thing, do you regret it?"

Only then did Edward not want to lie, even if he was extremely reluctant to tell the reason, and he did not want to deceive the girl in his arms.

Ambition, power, ambition...... All these things that could arouse his own pleasure were the only motivation and the only goal for Edward to live in this world, except that he did not even know what he should pursue—everything he cared about in his previous life was gone in smoke after death, and he needed a new, more tempting goal.

Nothing fills the void like ambition and power – especially after a taste of it!

Minest, Knights of the Sacred Tree, Marcherus, Kwyn...... This magnificent palace, known as the Kingdom of Turin, is not a peaceful "kingdom of stars", but a real gladiatorial arena that lives on the flesh and blood of all people. Only by defeating one enemy after another in front of you can you gain more power, instead of being wantonly driven and crushed by people like ants and insects.

If you don't want to be in the chains of a slave, the only option is to be the one who holds the chains in your hands.

"I don't regret it!" the stubborn girl raised her head, and her blue eyes were still shining with tears, "I'm Alan Kwyn, so I wouldn't do such a stupid thing." ”

"What I'm saying is, if you're really going to do that, don't leave me aside anyway...... No matter what you prepare in the future, I'll be standing behind you, not just watching!"