Chapter 119: The Failed Mercenary

The man in the tent had already woken up, and when he saw Vincent, he was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this demon was different.

Even if he didn't know Vincent, he should have heard that the closer a monster is to a human, the more dangerous it is.

As the other party stole a nervous peek at Vincent, the lord was also looking at him.

The man was probably no older than Ninia, but he looked like a farmer with little maintenance.

He has a rough appearance, tough movements, and wandering eyes, and at first glance he looks like a raunchy deserter, and he bears no resemblance to Ninia in terms of appearance or temperament.

"Are you Ninia's brother?" Vincent asked straight to the point, "Tell me your name."

"Rams, my name is Ramswald," Ninia's brother replied honestly, glancing at the skeleton beside him, "I'm Ninia Wald's eldest brother."

"Schalke Wald is your father." Vincent asked again, "Is he here?"

"My father didn't come, he organized a militia in the village."

"You still want to fight?" Vincent smiled faintly, and then asked, "Four or five hundred people have been wiped out this time, how many more people do you want to die?"

"Lord Lord, I don't dare to lie, I confess, please don't kill me, now I understand completely, you are the one who can save us. Actually, I don't want to kill little Ninia, I pretend to be ...... on the battlefield."

Before Vincent could express any coercion, Rams shivered, as if he didn't know what to say next without begging for mercy, and begged for forgiveness.

No matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like a person with backbone, and Ninia at least resisted a few words......

However, Vincent didn't feel too strange about this, after all, the demons are not only good at the Great Memory Recovery Technique, but also good at the Pain Correction Technique.

Compared to Ninia, who was only scared for a while, Rams went through some traditional interrogation projects, such as small scenes of peeling the skin and healing the helpful witch.

Rams, who had only changed half of his skin, had already repented and vowed to give up his cult beliefs completely.

Although it wasn't a painful realization, Vincent thought he should also be enlightened and know what it would mean to go against him.

More terrifying than the interrogation is the curse, the curse in Rams is a relatively simple one, but if you don't obey the demons, you will become a ghoul.

After more than a day away from the Lich, the curse would set in, and Rams knew exactly what his fate would be upon him when he saw the other die-hard cultists who had been turned into ghouls and had been stabbed by the skeletons.

"Why did you join a cult?" Vincent sat in front of him with his legs crossed, looking down at Rams who was kneeling on the ground, "Is Schalke the leader of the cult in the village?"

"My lord, the leader of the cult in the village is not my father, but he has a hard time, so he can only obey the orders of the cult......

After listening to Rams's words, Vincent gradually learned about the situation in Sweetwater Village and Schalke.

As a result of the war thirty years ago, the Sweet Water River was artificially diverted, causing the villages along the downstream banks to become more and more arid, and it became increasingly difficult for farmers to make a living on the land.

Some peasants gave up their land to become tenant farmers, while others directly changed careers and started other trades.

Schalke Wald was a veteran of war, and possibly a general, who commanded the Herod army in many vicious battles against the demons, though he never admitted it himself.

Probably because he made a big mistake in the war and had to live in seclusion, Schalke's martial arts were not fakes, not only to make him respected in the village, but also to teach his children martial arts.

As the eldest son, Rams was born like his father from an early age, relying on his family's martial arts to be competitive, and he was a famous child king in Sweetwater Village, believing that he should not be a farmer, but a good samurai, or even a knight.

Because of personal reasons, Schalke has been warning him that joining the Herodes army will cause trouble for the family, and joining the demon army is even more desecration of honor.

So, at the age of sixteen, since

Rams, who thought he could fight better than adults, secretly ran away from home and joined the adventurers.

Later, he became a soldier in a mercenary army, relying on courage and martial arts to make a fortune, and three years later he even pulled up his own mercenary team.

When Rams returned to Sweetwater, the young people of the village were envious, and despite Schalke's strong opposition, he took more than 20 childhood friends with him to the kingdom of Herod to earn a living.

Not only that, but with the demonstration of such successful people, not only the young people in the village were eager to try, but even Schalke's favorite youngest daughter Ninia was moved, and later ran away at the age of fourteen.

I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, Ninia didn't find her eldest brother, so she had to crawl around and become a free adventurer.

In fact, Ninia didn't find Rams to defect, which is not necessarily a bad thing.

Life in the village is difficult, the peasants depend on the weather for food, it is normal for young people not to want to stay, and Schalke is helpless to live in seclusion for personal reasons, but compared to Rams, who had been smooth sailing in the first few years and had bad luck in the future, life in the village was not too bad.

Since two years ago, Rams's mercenary business has been unlucky, not only has he often failed in wars, suffered heavy losses in personnel and equipment, but has also sometimes been deceived by his employers, resulting in loss of money.

However, to deal with some unscrupulous employers, the mercenary team can walk away and even choose to retaliate, but some employers are not easy to deal with.

During a mission to escort supplies for Prince Herod Lingus, Rams's mercenary team was attacked by unknown thieves, resulting in heavy casualties and important supplies being stolen from most of his fellow villagers.

In Herodes, offending Prince Lingus was no different from offending the king himself, if not worse.

Everyone knows that in Herod a man can offend the gods, but not the prince.

Soon, Rams's name was on royal arrest, and he and his few remaining mercenary brethren were completely out of town in Herod.

Knowing that neither his countrymen nor his father would forgive him, Rams did not dare to return home, and prepared to flee to other countries, first hiding in a low-key manner for a few years, and then finding a way to return to his hometown or resume his old business elsewhere.

However, before the group could escape from Herodes, they were discovered on the border.

"Although the Border Guards captured us, they have another identity, that is, the Freedom Cultist." Rams said with trepidation, "In order not to be handed over to the Prince, we can only agree to their conditions and become believers."

After becoming a believer, Rams, with the assistance of the cult, secretly sneaked back to Herod and returned to Sweetwater Village at their request, where he met his father and fellow villagers.

"What are the cultists doing with all the effort to let you go back?" Vincent was a little confused, but he also knew that this was definitely not kindness, "Did you want to go on a mission?"

Rams smiled wryly and pulled back the clothes on his chest, revealing his solid chest.

There was a new scar the size of a fist, and although it had healed, the skin was smooth and new.