From the Esoteric Cult Family to the Kingdom of God

"Seventeen."

I have killed seventeen Rhea cavalrymen. The rest of the enemies should have collapsed without a commander.

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, spinning and swaying softly and lightly in the air, mysterious and beautiful.

Lucius stumbled forward, knowing that the extremely severe blood loss had affected him, and the effect of the blood potion could only play a minimal healing effect.

"If it weren't for the extraordinary characteristic of "fighting to the death", I would never be able to fight again."

However, he just learned one thing, it turns out that even passive extraordinary characteristics require the consumption of weak spiritual power to maintain.

The blow that the half-orc knight destroyed his waist and abdomen was almost fatal, and his liver ruptured.

Moreover, the power of the protective rune was only for a moment, and it was not able to stop all the bullets at that time. The bullets of the last few people who shot were not blocked by the rune, and one bullet successfully hit the femoral artery.

Dizziness.

He felt that the ground under his feet seemed to have lost gravity, everything was shaky, and all the surrounding scenery was spinning rapidly in the same direction.

Lucius tried to stand firm, but he could only see the snow that kept tilting past him, and then there was a buzzing sound in his ears.

Buzz...

The world fell silent.

He quietly felt the coldness caused by the contact between his cheek and the snow, and looked at the falling snowflakes, and all kinds of inexplicable and strange thoughts suddenly emerged in his mind.

Why did he leave that city at the beginning? Lucius vaguely remembered the gentle and beautiful woman, Byrne's mother, who cried and begged him, hoping that he could stay.

But he was very scared.

Family, marriage, everything about the concept of relatives made Lucius feel extremely fearful, even restless and unable to sleep all night, which was more unbearable than any sharp knife or axe.

Family means restraint, which means that he can no longer fight freely, can no longer do anything he wants, all his property must be shared with others for free, and the enemies also have a soft spot that can be threatened.

Fundamentally, it also means that he must say goodbye to the people in the mercenary group who have accompanied him for decades, and completely abandon the past that he was very familiar with in his previous life.

At that time, he was trembling with fear just thinking about it, and felt that facing death was nothing more than this.

Lucius left cowardly, following the people in the mercenary group to escape, and did not even dare to say goodbye to the gentle and beautiful woman. The people in the mercenary group did not feel surprised but just felt sorry.

"So that's it, I forgot..."

Thinking of this, he gradually felt more and more sleepy, and his thoughts gradually disconnected.

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It's so cold!

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

He opened his eyes again, and what came into his eyes were the snowflakes that gradually became smaller. Blood gushed out of his throat with severe pain, and he woke up from coughing.

Lucius sat up trembling all over, and for some reason his body seemed to be full of strength again. Could it be that the "Desperate Struggle" was reactivated after the spirituality was naturally restored?

He stood up again and found that his mind had become unusually clear.

"Huh."

Lucius couldn't help but feel happy and continued to walk forward. A new thought soon emerged in his mind. Why did he go back at that time?

Just after all the people in the mercenary group died, he returned to the city he had escaped from.

The people in the mercenary group died. At that time, Lucius had lost almost everything. He spent his days and nights in a daze, squandering the legacy of the mercenary group, and eventually became a disgusting alcoholic.

Everyone who saw him would take a detour. He stank all over his body, and he was drunk every day, and he was even unable to pick up the sword again.

Finally one day, the despicable man recalled the gentle and beautiful woman again. The selfish guy wanted to go back and get the other's mercy. Even if there was only a little comfort, it was enough to make him feel at ease again.

But he didn't see her again. Instead, he saw a thin, sick and dull boy when he was peeping outside the house.

He was like some kind of weak little animal, thin, young, and even a very disturbing life, afraid that the malice of anything could easily destroy him.

In the next moment, Lucius realized that it was his son.

He carefully inquired and confirmed this, and also learned that the boy's name was Byrne, which means "raven", a bird of wisdom and warning.

Lucius took a bath and shaved again after a long absence, and then came to the door of the house again, wanting to knock on the door and recognize the other party, but hesitated.

Byrne must hate himself.

So he was afraid, and he didn't enter the house several times. He kept thinking about whether to leave, but he was completely worried.

After secretly observing, Lucius found that the boy was very cowardly. If it weren't for the neighbors' active help, he would probably starve himself to death.

How could there be such a weak and stupid life!

Until one day, Byrne, who barely lived alone, fell ill completely.

Lucius couldn't take care of more things, so he could only break into the house immediately to take care of his son who was sleeping, and constantly blamed himself for his cowardice.

Until the boy woke up and looked at him, he asked a question without thinking.

"Are you my father?"

He was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

"Yes, I am your father."

The boy's innocent eyes flashed with undisguised surprise, grievance, and uneasiness, and finally he asked timidly in a low voice:

"Will you leave again?"

"I will, but I will take you with me."

He stretched out his thick palm and gently stroked the boy's hair, and suddenly he was no longer afraid of certain things in his heart.

The thin boy was not someone else, but his son. He had a pair of innocent blue eyes, which were completely different from the people in the mercenary group, and even different from the gentle and beautiful woman.

Lucius smiled from the bottom of his heart. The hatred of revenge was no longer the source of his motivation to move forward in a hurry. Some new power was more deeply rooted.

"Byrne, I'm sorry, I have never been able to reconcile with myself."

"Thank you."

He murmured to himself, knowing deeply that it was not him who saved the sick Byrne that day, but his appearance that completely saved himself.

Some things cannot be touched or reached at all, and only exist in people's eyes, but they are brighter than diamonds, nobler than stars, even greater than gods, and more reassuring than everything in the world!

The scorching sun and the brilliant sun came to the top of his head, and the light made the snow around him white and flawless. He was about to walk out of the forest completely.

I don't know when, Lucius could no longer hear the sounds around him, and he only felt that his heart and the whole world became incomparably quiet and peaceful.

Snow.

It finally stopped.

Suddenly a loud roar came from behind the man.

"Fire!"

He turned back suddenly, and then found that the speed of time around him became slow.

A dozen Rhea infantrymen nervously raised their flintlocks and stood dozens of meters away. Bullets had been fired from the hot muzzles.

Lucius subconsciously wanted to dodge, but found that both his spirituality and physical strength had already reached the limit, and he couldn't even activate the rune.

In the end, he could only stare at this scene calmly.

Everything came slowly.

Lucius kept thinking while waiting for death, but for some reason he didn't have strong regrets in his heart. He clearly had something very important to do and had not settled the account with the black dragon.

He soon understood that the dragon's life span was thousands of years, and the Fisher family would sooner or later become a powerful family on this continent.

Generation after generation, one generation after another.

One day, someone will replace him and completely defeat the once unattainable black dragon!

He raised his head calmly, as if he was talking to the sky, fate, and God.

Perhaps, they or He can convey his will.

Byrne, Irene, Chris, and the successors of the Fisher family.

"Step over my body and move forward."

PS:

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