Chapter 15: Unknown Persons Break In

The three of them calmly walked to the battalion commander's side.

did not immediately blame the battalion commander, let alone show the slightest anger.

The woman calmly asked:

"What is your current countermeasure......?"

"Maybe it's just a rat that hasn't been caught yet, and it's not a big thing to be wary of."

"I hope so, and I hope you don't let us down."

"Absolutely not."

Dropping a confident reassurance, the battalion commander walked out of the warehouse with his back straight.

The lonely darkness enveloped the lost soul, and the eyes that had once been pitiful looked at it again—

In the confused spiritual world, Mauriela couldn't hide her horror and stared at the figure.

The unknown figure gradually revealed in the light of the darkness, and greeted Mauriella cordially.

"What does it feel like to be born again or not to die? Your mood must be complicated! ”

"Sure enough, you did it...... Fortes. ”

Fortes.

The C-level mentor who was once not valued by himself is now appearing in front of him.

"What the hell are you thinking?"

Mauriela asked urgently.

But this question was undoubtedly in vain before the treacherous Fortes.

"I'm thinking about something, and I think I'll find an answer soon."

"Did I faint because you took my consciousness away?"

"Take away? Ahahahaha—————ha

Unable to suppress his laughter, Forts began to laugh.

"What's so funny?"

"You say I'm taking away your consciousness? No kidding, you- long dead. ”

"I'm dead?"

"Yes, the moment you bite your tongue and kill yourself, you're completely dead."

"But didn't you save me?"

"Nominally, I did pull you back from death, but I didn't say I 'resurrected' you."

“…… What exactly are you talking about? ”

"If you don't understand, then I'll explain it to you in a little more detail - the so-called death is the separation of the soul from the corrupted body when the body dies, which is complete death. However, when the soul of the dead is mixed with nostalgia for the world, the soul will be divided......"

"Therefore, the soul of regret will stay in the world...... That's what you mean, right? ”

"Comprehension is so fast! According to this logic, your soul also retains nostalgia for this world. ”

"But...... The body is already dead, and even though the soul can't be extinguished, it shouldn't be able to move normally in the human world, right? In this way, wouldn't everyone who has regrets die without it? ”

"Hehehehehe, you're right. The soul that remains regretful is the body that cannot return to the body that it has gone to. But with some 'special' techniques, we may be able to break this restriction. ”

"That means you're doing this to my body...... Is it? ”

Forts nodded in satisfaction, and the smile expressed satisfaction with Maureella's quick understanding.

"Your attention to detail is beyond my expectations."

"There's no need for praise - what ...... am I in now?"

"It stands to reason that after this special technique, the soul with regret will act in the human world for a short time, of course, the time limit of each soul is different, and the length of time depends on the degree of regret of the soul."

"So what if I can still move on earth after I regain consciousness now?"

"I didn't say that! In addition to this restriction, there is actually another way to strip the soul from the body, which can be stripped away without regard to the time limit for which the soul should have stayed in the human world. ”

"Could it be that you can control the person who pulled me back from death in the first place?"

"That's right! I can always drive your soul back to its right place, and now is the time. ”

"What's ...... What!? Now, you say? But I don't even know what my regret is! ”

Looking directly at the panicked Mauriella, Fortes only showed a look of regret.

"I'm sorry, but it's not my responsibility to help you with your regrets. Speaking of which, out of curiosity, I would like to ask you a question. ”

"Q...... Issue? ”

"After a brief 'resurrection', what new ideas do you have for a long-loyal government?"

"...... idea? It is...... This ......"

"Look at your cowardly appearance when you want to speak and stop, it looks like a down-and-out man who has been shocked by the cruel reality."

This pertinent metaphor pierced Moriella's heart.

This left him speechless.

I don't know what I'm afraid of.

I don't know why I became this virtuous.

The cowardly eyes have lost the fierceness that a soldier should have, and only the pity of the old and weak women and children remains.

Looking back into Fortes' eyes, those deep, dark eyes seemed to be mocking him.

Although this is just my own defense, it also means that my heart has begun to waver.

Begin not to believe in everything in life.

"Did you already know about the corruption within the government?"

"No matter how clear it is, it is not as clear as you as a veteran."

"Veteran......? You already know who I am!? ”

"At the age of forty-five, he served as the deputy head of the fifth rank of the Enk Magister, the strategic governor of the kingdom's Tan army, and finally promoted to the supreme head of the Central Tactical Commander. Five years ago, he almost won the court general - Dearcote in a military performance competition, but it made Dearcott, who had strong self-esteem, angry. To do this, you are framed by Deilcott, and not only do you lose your position as the head of the Central Tactical Commander, but you are eventually relegated to the captain of the Third Praetorian Guard in this town. And you specially sealed all the abilities in your body in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, and only retained enough strength to deal with ordinary battles, that is, you, right? Mr. Mauriella. ”

Reciting it like a stream, Fords calmly recited Moriella's life with his tongue.

It was a glorious and beautiful life.

Shock, resentment, and reluctance filled Morillella's emotions.

How much does the man in front of him know about himself?

Fortes smiled politely, then bowed slightly to Mauriella, showing his respect and admiration to the once glorious man.

"I didn't expect the little Captain of the Third Praetorian Guard to have such a background, I think only a few people in the government know about these past events, right?"

"You...... Where do you come from? It will dig out the past that I have long covered up again. ”

"Don't be so surprised—I'm just a C-level tutor acting for the head of the house."

"You're still trying to fool me? Your ghostly thinking and strength have long surpassed all the instructors of the St. Goethe's Magic Academy...... No, even more than most of the gifted mages in the kingdom. ”

"It was an honor to receive the compliment of the former head of the tactical command! However, I will not admit my identity to you because of this, you just need to continue to treat me as a regular C-class mentor. ”

"No...... I can't let go of it! I admit that I am very afraid of your strength, but that was only the initial feeling, and now all I have in my heart is curiosity about your power and identity. ”

"That's a prize! In that case, I'll tell you more about these things when I have time. ”

"Why don't you tell me now?"

"Because I have more important things to tell you—I need to explain to you why you've been immortal all this time."

"Immortal...... You mean the black mist that will protect me in time? ”

"That's right! Aren't you curious? ”

"Of course it's curious...... I've never seen this curse at all. ”

"...... clams? Do you think it's a curse? That really disappointed me......"

"Isn't that a curse......?"

"No, I'm just injecting my subconscious into your body just to be able to 'legally' infiltrate the barracks and witness all the collusion between the government and the Black Snake openly."

The honesty after this deception once again ruthlessly hit the already fragile cranial nerves.

Mauriella was completely speechless, and the puzzle that she thought had been solved was once again entangled.

Become a new puzzle.

"You...... You've been hiding inside me all along!? ”

"Otherwise, who will block all the instantaneous attacks for you? Besides, if this cunning battalion commander hadn't seen the little tricks I had played on you, he wouldn't have brought you to such an interesting place. ”

"So what do you mean...... The black fog that protects me is what you did!? ”

"To be precise, it's part of my body, it's part of my consciousness. The black fog is just a virtual appearance after I have embodied the original formless subconscious, and it's not a big deal. ”

Confused by this, Mauriela couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Why...... Why are you explaining this to me? I'm enemies with you, huh? ”

"Of course, it is necessary to explain, although you are just a tool for me to get close to the inside story of the government and the Black Snake, but the tool must also have the dignity of being a tool, but you have also served the kingdom in the past, you have the same responsibility as me before, since you are a fellow traveler, naturally you can't be even more confused."

"You have also been burdened with Kingdom allegiance!? Are you also a member of the kingdom!? ”

"Well...... It's a long story, I'll tell you the details later, I'm going to get down to business now. ”

Forts smiled politely and turned to walk towards the bottomless end of darkness.

"You...... Where are you going? ”

"I was going to wipe out the remnants of your soul completely, and then leave here to run errands - but it seems that you still have a lot of questions unanswered, and since you are one of the few ordinary humans who have witnessed my power, I will let you live a little longer, and then I will quietly enjoy the rest of the 'show'."

"Appreciation? What show are you going to see? ”

"Hehehehehe......"

A sneer of horror and death came from Fortes' mouth.

Pretending to say two words in a mysterious tone-

"Slaughter."

I see all your tragic experiences.

Mauriella ...... You are very pitiful indeed.

Once the leader of the Imperial Janissaries of the "Kingdom of Einke", you have unrivaled strength, unscrupulous strength, and more importantly...... You are a general admired by all people!

Harvest the worship and obedience of the army, although the attitude is bad but there is no one in the eyes but it is not fair, you have a clear distinction between public and private for all subordinates in the army, you have a rigorous attitude of reward and punishment. Despite his short temper and vulgar speech, he gets along well with his subordinates, and is vulgar like a "buddy".

In addition to the awe of your brothers in the army, you are also a kind head of the family in private.

You have a beautiful wife who is almost forty years old this year, she has long lost the innocence of her youth, but has added traces of being polished by the years, not old but charming.

She is willing to take care of all the clutter in the house around a dirty scarf with a strong smell of vegetables, and her white skin and immature flesh should not bear the devastation of many labors, but her love for her husband has long ignored these troubles.

You have two very obedient and lovely daughters, they are naughty little girls aged five and seven.

Usually when you come home from work, you will sneak in the corner of the entrance, and rush out to scare you when you are defenseless when you open the door, although you are not afraid of many battles and countless sneak attacks, let alone just a little girl's play. But as a good father, you still take a few steps back in fright, pretending to be tired, and finally have a rather stiff fake fall.

The girls laughed happily, smiling genuinely because of their father's funny appearance.

The innocent smile dispels the fatigue after work, forgets the heavy official duties, and makes you unconsciously devote yourself to the warmth of the family. The wife, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the laughter of the three of them, wiped her wet hands with the dirty scarf casually, and then walked to the entrance.

A "husband has worked hard" has long become a fixed line after work every day, but you don't feel bored, it is still the sweetness of first love, and it is the favorite sentence to hear after entering marriage.

Family, prestige, and work are already the pinnacle of your life, and you can die without regrets-

But wouldn't it be cheaper for you to do so?

The happy life only lasted about ten years, and you were at the peak of your life when you agreed to an invitation to an exhibition match at a dinner party with a certain black-hearted general - that black-hearted general was none other than Dearcott.

You believe in your own martial arts and abilities, and you think that Delcot just wants to compete with you.

As everyone knows, you're just a tool he intends to use to show off his might.

In terms of official position and status, you are not far from him.

In terms of strength, you can be inseparable from him.

But when it comes to values, there is a big difference between you and him.

Of course, you have no idea that in the future you will regret your promise.

That exhibition match was all about Deercott's men – the referees, the technicians, the venue managers...... Wait.

You have no chance of winning.

You've deducted points or even relinquished the right to attack for an inexplicable foul, your weapon has unusual cracks, and you've got uneven potholes and obstacles on the field you occupy.

By the time you realize you've fallen into the trap of Deercott, the game is coming to an end, and your victory against Deircourt is about to be decided – you're about to lose to Deircot by a wide margin.

It will be very ugly, because there will be not only the brothers who were born and died with you, and all the civil and military officials in the court, but also your daughters and wives who are silently supporting you.

The identity of this battle is not only the leader of the Praetorian Guard, but also the courage that the head of the family should have.

Even if you will lose, at least you have to lose face.

Determined to save face, you put in more serious than usual to fight.

With only five minutes left in the game, you create a miracle.

After repeated defeats in exhibition matches, you showed the spirit of a dark horse at the end, suppressing Dearcott and unable to fight back, and you wielded all kinds of rare and powerful magic to defeat Dearcott without the power to fight back.

Your strength makes it difficult for unscrupulous judges to intervene, because your fighting skills are too advanced.

Your stubbornness triumphs over the cripple of your weapon, and even when your half-worn sword eventually turns into a broken blade, you still use it as a dagger to strike at Deercott's weak spots.

Your elite and toughness ignore the disadvantages of your own field, step on the gravel that prevents you from running, and use magic to wrap your feet so that you can run with ease in the muddy soft soil.

You are indeed very powerful, both in strength and spirit.

However, it was impossible to recover the huge decline in just five minutes.

You're still losing in the end – but you're winning the applause of everyone in the room.

As the loser of the exhibition match, you have dealt a blow to the superficial self-esteem of Deercott, who will be the winner.

Of course, this also led to Dearcott's murder.

This is also the biggest turning point in your life.

At that time, Dearcott, who was still in power, sent assassins to ransack your mother's home, take your elderly parents away, and mercilessly feed them to wolves who have been starving for three months, and have been eaten without even a few ashes.

Knowing that your parents were killed, and before you know the killer of your parents, you rush back to your parents' home for a farewell ceremony with grief - and yet, bad news follows.

Your home was broken into by unknown people, your helpless wife was gang-raped and killed by several big men, and her skin and hair were pulled out, her eyes were blinded by sharp objects, and her tongue was cut off.

As for the whereabouts of both daughters, it is speculated that they were abducted and bought by human traffickers.

Suddenly losing everything around him, the original righteous warrior has also transformed into a killer who will never recover.

As a seasoned warrior, you use your keen observation and extensive connections to track down the line, and in the process, you have abandoned your humanity and learned to cut down the roots mercilessly, without hesitation to slash many suspects, and indiscriminately slaughter, with only one goal - to find out who is behind the scenes.

At night three months later, you were drenched in the pouring rain, holding a long sword covered in blood, staring at the luxurious door with sharp eyes, and slowly walked into the grand mansion.

The hateful figure is arrogant and meets your eyes.

It was Dearcott, who grinned fiercely, revealing his disgusting array of gold teeth, mocking the destitute berserker in front of him.

At this time, the assassins hiding in the shadows of the mansion rushed out, clutching the short knives used for assassination, and rushed towards the lone Moriella at lightning speed.