The intense pain continued to stimulate the nerves, and Lebinus felt as if half of his body was about to burn, his chest seemed to be on fire, and every breath seemed to be spitting flames, and the whole person felt as if he had been thrown into a steamer - he even felt that he should have died, otherwise why was it so painful?

This is the world after death? Rebinus's vague mind seemed to be gradually becoming clearer, but the more he did this, the more he felt unparalleled pain - probably because he had gone to hell?

But why can you feel so cool and comfortable in hell, and you can still faintly hear the sound of birdsong? Before Repinus could realize his confusion, a cough suddenly sounded in his ears!

The startled chief centurion sat up almost subconsciously, his eyes widened and he gasped for breath. Only then did I realize that I was actually lying on a soft bed sweating profusely, and it was a bright sunny day outside the window, where was there still a shadow of hell?

It was a sudden ache that led Lybinus to realize that half of his body was almost covered with gauze, and that there was a strong strange smell in the room, which seemed to be emitted by the ointment that had been applied to him.

"Finally awake?" a slightly flirtatious voice came from the front, causing Lybinus to suddenly look up and see a lazy silver-haired fellow: "Your Excellency Marco Tasker?"

Liberus, the chief centurion, was certainly no stranger to this guy - or almost the entire Banner Legion knew that this wizard was Lord Edward's right-hand man, even if he wasn't there. He can also call the shots. And Marco Tasker's formula for the ignition agent was a deep awe for every soldier. Of course, the people who can make such terrible weapons will not be ordinary people.

Marco Tasker didn't seem to notice the look of fear in his eyes. Seeing that Repinus nodded incessantly, he said loudly as if talking to himself, "Well, it seems that there is no problem - I need to go and talk to Lord Edward." ”

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but Lepinus almost subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to get up and stop him: "Please wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing. Seeing the other party's impatient expression, the chief centurion shook his head, but asked as if he was a little "flattered": "Lord Edward, ...... Are you concerned about my injury?" even Lebinus himself did not believe when he said this.

"Our Chief Flag Officer cares about the lives of every soldier - but you're right, he cares about you. The silver-haired wizard shrugged his shoulders as if sighing at the silly question, "Why else am I here?" Stayed for a day and a night!"

"One day and one night, did I sleep one day and one night?"

"No, it's three days and three nights. The silver-haired wizard seemed to be very helpless: "What's the problem, can I finish it in one breath, I still have a lot of things!"

"The last one. Repinus humbly said, "Where is Lord Edward?"

"What are you asking for?" Marco Tasker said suddenly, a slightly strange smile on his face, "What you should be saying right now is, 'How do you get back to the Green Valley?'

"What are you talking about?"

"You see, you stayed in the Banner Legion and the Fortress of the Green Valley because you had no second way to leave, and you couldn't and couldn't leave, and then you pledged allegiance to Lord Edward because only then would you have a chance to avenge your father, if not for that. You could have gone back and inherited your title of House of Les Les and become Lord Lord of Sir Momentus. Instead of a mere chief centurion. ”

"You have completed your vengeance, and Gracchus has died at your hands, and there is no reason or need to owe allegiance to Edward - you are not like us, Lord Repcinus. Marco Tasker's tone was extremely low: "I advise you to think carefully before making a decision, whether you want to continue or not, whether it is really worth it!"

A look of astonishment flashed across Repcinus's face, and his gaze was slightly misty as he looked at the silver-haired wizard's reassuring expression - wasn't he right, he stayed just for revenge, to get the chance to kill Gracchus?

But this hesitation lasted only a moment, and then Repcinus's gaze became firm again, and he rolled out of bed with difficulty and some difficulty: "I must go to Lord Edward Wetwood!"

"It has nothing to do with the reason - I have sworn allegiance to him, in my own name and nothing else - not because he is the commander or chief flag officer of the Banner Legion, it is not because of these titles that I am here to serve him, I have given my allegiance to my lordship, and no one can break this oath unless I die!"

"Well, since you insist......" Marco Tasker spread his hands, "he's in the castle hall now, and you can see him there whenever you want." ”

"Thank you!" nodded stiffly, and Lebinus, who was fully armed, pinned his sword to his waist, walked out of the room with some trembling steps, and walked towards the castle hall.

It wasn't until he left the room that Repinus realized that something was not quite right—the whole fortress seemed to be too quiet, there were hardly many patrolling soldiers on the walls, the broken towers and battlements had been repaired, and even the corners that had once been covered in blood were as clean as new, and they were almost reflected.

If it weren't for the traces of the bloody battle in the wilderness outside, Repinus would have thought he was dreaming - what had happened in the last three days I had slept?!

Hurrying down the stairs, the chief centurion realized where the "disappeared" soldiers had gone—the entire square of the Twin Towers was almost full, and each soldier was fully armed and arranged according to his centurion, quietly waiting for the order.

First Banner Regiment, Second Banner Regiment, Lund Guard, Silver Blood...... The flags he had already carried appeared in front of him one after another, as if they were ready to go.

"Bang!" Repinus pushed open the door of the castle hall, and immediately found that the entire hall was already full of people—officers of the Battle Banner Regiment and knights of The Hague Castle, little men of silver blood Robin and Shirrell, clerk Virgil, captain of the Lund Guard, Donner...... All looking at themselves.

"Recinus, you've come just in time, I have a task for you. Edward's face was smiling at the stunned Chief Centurion - it seemed that Marco Tasker had done a pretty good job.

Faced with a subordinate bent on revenge, Edward certainly couldn't fully trust him - he needed to shift his goal from revenge to serving himself, otherwise it would be a ticking time bomb.

"Please!" said Repinus, almost subconsciously.

"We're about to march east, but now we need to put a part of our troops at the Twin Towers to secure the rear, as well as our logistics. Edward smiled and said, "I don't know as much about the soldiers of the various banner regiments as you do, help me pick out two or three centurions to make sure that I can be absolutely trustworthy, and then pick out a reliable centurion to be the castle garrison!"

"Garrison Castle...... You're going east?!"

"Of course, Gracchus is only our first enemy, but His Highness Anson Marcherus in the Southeastern Corner is still under threat from the Blue Wolf Clan, and a full 300,000 barbarians will invade there at any time. The smile on Edward's face was a little proud: "Since the battle on our side is over, of course we have to go to support." ”

"It's just a Gracchus, is the glory of the Banner Legion going to stay here?" Gathering everyone's eyes, the blade of Edward's sword lightly sketched on the map, from the Twin Towers Fortress all the way to the east and south: "Our journey is farther away!" (To be continued.) )