Loqueren hugged Nia in a daze, and the sounds around him seemed to be distorted, grotesquely flooding into his mind and being excluded.

"Doctor! Doctor! ”

As if a wisp of sound was heard after surfacing, Loqueren raised his head and looked at a strange soldier who stretched out his hand: "Give me the child." ”

The anger that came to his mind in an instant made Lokren want to push down the soldiers, but the forged and hardened plate armor in front of him held his courage down: "She...... Nia is dead. ”

"Maybe there's a chance."

"Seriously?"

Loqueren unconsciously let go of his hand, and the musketeer who took the little girl ran back.

"Keep up!"

Lockren dragged his heavy legs after him, and only then did he have time to look back—

Many fell on the road, but many more fled.

Those wounded, like him, were moving away from the front line.

The fierce soldiers, smeared with blood and rat heads on the chests of the plate armor, lined up in two columns, armed with special spears, from the tips of which erupted with thunderous loud sounds and fire.

"Master Mage! There's a kid here! ”

The shout from the front caused Lockren to look back and see a gentle-faced, benevolent old mage standing in front of him

"She's still alive, put her down......"

The old mage raised his staff and pressed it against Nia's blood-stained chest, and the pale little girl's chest gradually rose and fell under the turquoise light.

The brilliance of the magic vanished, and the old mage's deep and bright eyes looked at the man: "She's your child?" ”

Lokren nodded first, then shook his head: "She's my family......"

"She's fine, let's carry her to the back."

"Thank you...... Thank you ......"

Loqueren anxiously picked up Nia, who had opened her eyes, unaware that she was almost dead, and was weakly twitching her lips.

"I know."

Loqueren placed the rag doll on her chest and followed the others who had healed her, dazedly and unknowingly towards the city-state in the distance.

Lockren turned around at this moment and suddenly saw the black-haired boy in the camp where the wounded were treated......

"Mr. Annan, I thought you were going to let me repel the enemy." Dean Brehim did not hide his appreciation.

All those in power see mages as tools – tools to deter enemies. But mages shouldn't be like this, at least not just that...... The ancient Arcanists, their knowledge was as deep as their strength.

Annan happened to agree with the same and said: "They are not enemies. ”

The sound of muskets in front of me faded away, as no more civilians ran towards them.

The cavalry of the Mad Dog Grand Duke was in formation, and between them lay dozens of corpses in a gravel area hundreds of meters long - mostly knights.

"Prepare to take the enemy!"

At Losey's command, the front row of musketeers lined up in two rows crouched down to meet the cavalry who began to charge.

The galloping cavalry tore through the air, and the sound of iron hooves striking the ground was duller than the sound of muskets, as if they were stepping on the heart.

But in the face of the elite musketeers who had passed through the rat tide, this torrent was like crashing into a mountain rock without any threat-

The horses neighed, and the cavalrymen suddenly slowed down as they approached the range of the musketeers, and finally stopped, and let out a playful laugh, as if they had won.

This group of knights is just as hateful as their mad dog Grand Duke.

The first day of fighting ended with Liberty City receiving hundreds of civilians and the mad dog archduke dropping dozens of corpses.

The mad dog archduke's party returned to the Watch Collar in the midst of the servants' trepidation. They were afraid of being the target of venting, but the Grand Duke seemed to be in a good mood......

Lord Lorrain followed into the hall. The corpse of the nuisance girl fell on the carpet, as the Mad Dog Grand Duke said she had given some atmosphere to the boring castle halls.

"Grand Duke, what are you looking for me?"

The Mad Dog Grand Duke did not speak, but sat reclining on the king's chair, thinking about something with his chin on his lean.

Lord Lorrain waited patiently. At some point, the lazy voice of the Mad Dog Grand Duke rang out in the hall: "She still has a companion, doesn't she?" Still alive? ”

Lord Lorain looked up and saw the Mad Dog Grand Duke staring at the girl's corpse, realizing what he had said: "I put him in the dungeon...... Slit open his belly too? ”

"No...... That's too boring, bring him over. ”

The boy who was locked in the dungeon did not have many scars on his body, and when he came in, he went limp and could not speak the moment he saw the corpse of his companion.

The Mad Dog Grand Duke looked down at him and said in a playful tone: "Your friend was unfaithful to me, so I killed her...... What about you? ”

"I ...... I am your people! The shuddering boy bowed his head.

"I don't believe it, but I'm ready to give you a chance." The Mad Dog Grand Duke smiled in satisfaction and asked the guard to throw the blood-stained dagger at him.

"I want you to rush in with the untouchables tomorrow, approach the thief, and stab him in the chest with this dagger...... I'm sure you can do it, right? ”

"I ...... I ......"

"Huh?"

"I promise to cut off his head and give it to you!"

"Throw him back." The Mad Dog Grand Duke waved his hand and said to Lord Loran, "Find some more untouchables to mix in." ”

"Shall we let some soldiers get in there......"

"What you said is really boring......" The mad dog Grand Duke's gaze made Lord Luo Lan quickly bow his head, "I want to see him assassinated by the untouchables he saved with his own hands...... It's really exciting to look forward to his desperate expression at that time. Annan, this is a return gift from the Mad Dog Grand Duke! ”

……

"What's your name?"

On the way back to the camp, Lord Lorain asked the boy who was following him.

"Loraine, my lord......"

"What?"

The boy with the dagger was bold and said, "My name is Loraine, my lord." ”

Lord Loran showed a disgust feeling that a pariah actually had the same name as himself, and then thoughtfully: "Why did you come to tell the truth, you don't believe what the city lord said?" ”

"They're lying to us! And we are faithful servants of the Grand Duke! The boy quickly put his head on the ground in a gesture of loyalty.

"That's right, how can that be true...... Lord Lorain whispered.

Ignoring the untouchables Lolan, the lord Loran did as the Mad Dog Grand Duke had instructed him to win over a few untouchables who were willing to serve the Mad Dog Grand Duke with bread and hot soup, and threw them pieces of iron and stones.

"You know what happens if you betray the Grand Duke...... Lord Loraine threatened, "The best outcome is to be torn apart by the Grand Duke's pet...... And as long as you kill that person, the Grand Guild will give you the opportunity to become a knight. ”

Loran hid the dagger that the Grand Duke had bounced and walked alone into the distance. No one paid attention to him, cold, hunger, and loneliness surrounded him, but Loren didn't care, because soon he would no longer be a pariah......

There was a sudden chill on her face, and Lorain wiped the tears from her face.

But the tears couldn't be stopped......

(End of chapter)