Blue Sword

Feng Kesim covered his left shoulder and fled in a hurry through the jungle, sparks flying from the broken arm of his left shoulder.

As a cyborg with a large-scale prosthetic transformation, losing an arm will greatly damage his combat power.

Of course, it was too late for him to regret it at this time. What he felt more was the fear and eagerness of being hunted.

That gunman... He still remembers the horrible feeling of being continuously targeted, like a maggot in the tarsus, like a mouse being played with under a cat's paw.

Feng Kesim was even sure that the opponent could actually kill him directly from the beginning, but every time he deliberately delayed the shot by half a beat, calmly pushing him to the edge of despair.

Damn it! Is this really my retribution? Von Kesim recalled his life as a Templar. In addition to delivering secret information to Emperor Otto, he also committed many atrocities committed by the Templars.

I still remember that he once went to the West Frankish Kingdom to clean up the heretical Albigensians on the orders of the Holy See.

There is a small mountain village with about a few hundred people, all of whom are followers of the Abil sect.

He and his fellow Templars killed all the adults, leaving only twelve children.

For fun, they allowed these children to escape freely into the mountains outside the village.

It took half an hour for the Templars to start their hunt.

Von Kesim killed four children by himself. He liked to suddenly appear in front of the children with a gun, and then pull the trigger on their desperate expressions.

He enjoyed the thrill of hunting others so much that he often savored it in the nights that followed.

Today, the former hunters have become the prey.

"Backstab!" It wasn't until the pain came from his back that he realized with horror that the enemy was chasing behind him.

Peggy's dagger penetrated his back, where there was flesh and blood that had not yet had time to transform into a prosthetic body, causing great pain.

Feng Kesim rolled and dodged Peggy's pursuit first.

Adrenaline spray popped out of the wrist slot on his right hand. He pulled it to his mouth and took a quick sip. His mind suddenly became clear and sharp.

There was a sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air. Feng Kesim quickly took a step sideways, dodged Hidliefa's flying ax, and at the same time raised the gun with one hand and aimed at Paige's head.

"boom!"

Peggy turned her head to dodge in the flash of lightning, but a large piece of her scalp was still scratched by the bullet, revealing her gray-white skull.

She turned her neck back expressionlessly, and the flesh and blood at the breach squirmed strangely, covering the skull again.

He is a transcendent of the flesh and blood sequence! Damn it! Feng Kesim was horrified to see more people appearing behind the woods, and an idea suddenly occurred to him involuntarily:

Run away!

Although his reason as a Templar told him that turning around and running away would only expose his back to the enemy, the fear was so powerful that it overwhelmed his reason in an instant.

Von Kesim turned around quickly and began to run away in a panic.

Medea behind the tree stared at his back, her slender right fingers moving secretly in the air, remotely controlling the other person's fear and desire to escape.

There was another gunshot. Feng Kesim twisted his body violently while running, and used his right chest to catch the bullet originally shot to the heart.

The dizzy feeling due to excessive blood loss gradually emerged, coupled with the stimulating effect of adrenaline on the nerves, leaving him in a strange state of being both comatose and awake.

Me, what am I doing? Von Kesim suddenly woke up.

Blindly running away will only lead to self-destruction. Only by turning around and fighting can there be a chance of survival!

He turned quickly at high speed and locked the target again with the gun in one hand.

Gunshots rang out, but bullets shot into the sky. A hand stretched out from the shadows on the ground, grabbed the ankle of Funksim, who was sprinting at high speed, and dragged him down to the ground. Peggy took the opportunity to rush to his side and stabbed his chest sharply with the dagger in her hand.

Feng Kesim grabbed the dagger with his right hand, and the steel prosthetic body creaked and exerted force to prevent Peggy's dagger from piercing.

Mia's hand stretched out from the shadows again, the dagger pressed against Funkesim's throat and began to cut hard.

Why can't I cut it? In the shadow, Mia burst into tears. Feng Kesim's neck had actually become a prosthetic body, and the flesh and blood in her throat had been completely replaced by steel.

The dagger was cutting in vain on it, making a harsh sound like scratching a blackboard.

"Over there!" came the noisy shouts from the crowd behind, as if the people from Iron Cross had finally come looking for them.

Feng Kesim was still resisting Peggy's dagger pressure, and suddenly realized that his strength was gradually losing.

Is it excessive blood loss? No, it was life...stealing...In his desperate eyes, the dagger finally slowly penetrated his chest. The pupils of Feng Kesim's prosthetic eye opened and completely lost focus.

"Get your things, let's go!" Asik said quickly, picked up the Slayer III rifle on the ground and threw it to Mia. Then he collected the spirits one by one and sent everyone back to Hearthfire Island.

Leaving behind Feng Kesim's semi-cyborg body, he quickly ran towards the cliff in the distance.

Ten seconds later, people from Iron Cross and Freedom Wind arrived at the scene.

Matthews pulled out his sword with one hand and tried to move von Kersim's body, but Andrea stopped him with his sword.

"What do you mean, Andrea?" Matthews narrowed his eyes and said with a dangerous tone, "You want to start a war with our freedom wind here?"

"It's not interesting." Andrea said calmly, "Fon Kesim was not killed by our people, so whoever saw it has a share. The body will be sent to the Holy See, and the 500-pound bounty will be divided equally between you and me."

"In addition, his Killer III rifle is also cutting-edge technology. It can be sold for about 500 pounds on the market. It seems that it was taken away by the guy named Asker. Aren't you going to chase it?"

"Chasing? Of course." Matthews sneered, "Team 4, catch up with that guy!"

So a group of sword and shield warriors were ordered to leave. Andrea also turned around and gave some instructions, sending a team of Gothic swordsmen to chase Asik.

Then the two of them were silent and looked at Feng Kesim's body on the ground.

"An arm is missing," Andrea said.

"Maybe it fell somewhere." Matthews said, "Why don't you go look for it? I'll look at the body first."

"What if you ran away with the body?" Andrea asked.

"Then you can go after that Asker and get the Killer III rifle, which is worth 500 pounds." Matthews said.

"Haha." Andrea shook his head silently.

"What, you don't believe me?" Matthews said mockingly.

"How about this, you go after that Asker, and I'll guard the body?" Andrea sneered and said, "How many years have we been dealing with each other? No one should play this kind of scheming, it's boring."

"In that case." Matthews was silent for a moment, "Then let's send 10 people each to send his head back to the Holy See to collect the reward?"

"Okay," Andrea said, "but I have to escort him personally."

………………

Ask ran quickly in front, and the mercenaries chased behind him, without saying any meaningless words like "stop".

As long as we catch up, we will fight to the death, and everyone knows it very well.

There was a cliff ahead. Asik rushed to the edge of the cliff and turned around. The mercenaries behind him blocked his way, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, he was unable to fly now.

"Say hello to the two captains for me." Ask said leisurely, "In addition, what the Holy See really wants is the external chip on the right side of Feng Kesim's neck."

After he said this calmly, he opened his arms and leaned towards the outside of the cliff.

It fell.

The mercenaries looked at each other in confusion. Some rushed to the edge of the cliff and looked down, but Asik's shadow could still be seen.

After discussing for a while, these mercenaries could only choose to return quickly to report the news to Matthews and Andrea.

What the Holy See wanted was the external chip on the right side of von Kersim's neck - an important secret.

The reason why Asker said it in public was just to provoke an internal fight between Iron Cross and the Wind of Freedom so that they would have no time to pursue him.

This was an upright conspiracy. Although the mercenaries knew this, they had to go back and quickly report it to the leader.

As he fell in the air, Asik activated his spirituality and teleported his body back to Hearth Island.

So only the book "Absurd Dreams" was left in its original position. It collided and rolled down the cliff several times, and finally fell to the bottom of the valley with a "snap".

A few minutes later, Asik teleported back and picked up "Absurd Dreams" on the ground, and found that not even a single page was damaged.

For a treasure that can seal the fragments of a demiplane, this degree of solidity is naturally expected.

At this time, he was already deep in the Rhodope Mountains. It was definitely impossible to return north to the town of Stanimaka. It was impossible for the people of Iron Cross and Free Wind to not set up an ambush on the original road.

Now it seems that the only option is to take the mountain road south to Lucki, and then turn east back to Constantinople.

After careful calculation, it is almost the most suitable time to return to Constantinople.

While Ask was trekking in the Rhodope Mountains, the Venetian fleet, carrying 5,000 Frankish knights and 10,000 knights, had sailed into the Aegean Sea.

They were led by Marquis Bonifaxiu from Memphirat, who responded to the call of the Holy See and went to Anatolia to support the Eastern Solomon Empire and fight against the invading Seljuk people.

Knowing that they were going to kill heretics, the devout Frankish knights, even though they almost lost half their lives in the violent turbulence of the long voyage, still insisted on coming out every day to clean their spears and armor.

Until Marquis Memphrat announced on the deck: "We are not going to Anatolia, we are going to Constantinople instead."

"What?" The Frankish knights were all shocked. Didn’t we agree to go to Anatolia to kill heretics?

"Because the money has not been received." Enrique, the Governor of Venice, came out and said, "The freight originally agreed upon was 50,000 silver marks, to be paid in four installments."

"However, the message from our bank is that the first installment of 15,000 marks has only reached 5,000 marks."

The Frankish knights became commotion upon hearing this. They were only responsible for fighting during this trip and had no idea about money or anything else, so they all turned their attention to the leader, Marquis Memphrat.

The latter coughed and said:

"That's right. Since Constantinople sent a signal to the West for help, although His Majesty the Holy See cannot send out the Templars, he has issued a call to the lords who believe in God, hoping that they will donate money to support."

"Finally, we collected 5,000 silver marks and negotiated with Constantinople. The remaining 10,000 silver marks will be paid by them in gold of equal value..."

"Your Excellency Enrique, please confirm that Constantinople really did not deliver the down payment to you?"

"Indeed not," Governor Enrique replied. He was a blind old man in his 80s, so his words immediately won the trust of the Frankish knights.

"That's strange." Marquis Memphrat said, "Logically speaking, we are going to rescue Constantinople, so naturally they should pay for the shipping costs."

"There must be some misunderstanding. Why don't we go to Constantinople first and ask the two majesties clearly."

So the Frankish knights started making noises and said, okay, then let's go to Constantinople to find Emperor Solomon and pay off the debt owed to the Venetians.