Lord of War

Sean slumped on the ground, gasping for breath.

The exhaustion left over from the fierce battle finally broke out at this moment. An indescribable collapse made Sean's spirit seem a little sluggish. But he knew very well that in another minute, the side effects of the adrenal thorns would also come simultaneously. At that time, I was afraid that he would not even have the strength to move around, but for some reason, Sean at this moment was not at all in his heart. Not happy.

There is no joy after defeating the opponent at all, instead there is a kind of loss.

He looked around, seeing a large number of corpses and severed limbs everywhere in this military camp. The blood that flowed out stained almost all the ground, and even pooled into a pool of blood in the low-lying places that had just been exposed by Mario's destruction. The strong bloody smell lingered, and there was a lot of sulfur smell mixed with it. It took several months for these terrifying smells to be cleared up.

"Don't look at it." Alfred's voice sounded. "The more you look, the more disappointed you will be. It is useless except to increase the pain in your heart."

Sean looked sideways at Alfred lying beside him. He really closed his eyes and didn't even look at the surrounding environment. He just kept breathing and gasping for breath, as if the oxygen in the air would disappear in the next second. It's completely exhausted, so now I'm trying to breathe as hard as I can. The flame lion's fangs were thrown aside by him at will, and the flames on it were obviously a little more frequent than normal, as if they were dissatisfied with their own experience.

In fact, Alfred hardly suffered any major injuries, and the fight against Martin only added a few new injuries, just because the wounds left over from the previous battle in the crypt had not healed, plus just now. The battle was more intense, and the wounds burst open, so now he looks like a bloody man fighting with blood, which is really scary.

"I hate Duroun." Alfred said bluntly, his voice was a little tired and weak, "but that doesn't mean I sympathize with Mario. It's all their own fault."

"I'm just..." Sean frowned, "I'm a little unhappy. Watching so many people die, it's because of Duluen's stupidity and paranoia..."

"You are not a lord." Alfred continued to say bluntly, "Those are not things you need to consider. We are just mercenaries. If we don't want to take the task, no one can force us. ... I don't like Duroen. The reason is because he changed the action plan without authorization, which put us in danger." At the end, Alfred's voice had obvious anger: "If we didn't kill Mario in the end If so, what will it all be like?"

Sean fell silent.

He suddenly felt that his shoulders became heavy, and there seemed to be something called "responsibility" in his heart. Now, he no longer represents himself alone, but a team. Every decision he makes will affect Alfred and Cecilia, as long as he makes a wrong decision If so, then the price paid is not likely to be unbearable for him.

This is not a game. As long as you die, you will lose everything completely. It is not a game where you can start all over again as long as you shout and resurrect.

Moreover, as long as he wants to continue to survive in this world, then it is impossible for his team to only have Alfred and Cecilia. In the future, even more people will be added to his team, perhaps for profit or because of belief, and it is more likely that he is just like him for survival.

No matter what these people were added to his team, any of his decisions could affect their futures.

This sense of responsibility fell down without any fancy, and weighed heavily on his heart.

It seems that in this world, something has been quietly broken, and everything has become more real.

Cecilia ran over from behind, her face was extremely pale, it was obvious that the spirit was over-exhausted, and she was also supporting the spirit at this moment. But when she saw the situation of Sean and Alfred, Cecilia's tears started to fall very unsatisfactorily, and the panic on her face was something Sean had never seen before, even if the two first met. That rainy night, Cecilia's face did not show such a panic look.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Sean suddenly panicked, he wanted to stand up, and as soon as he moved, he realized that the time had come for a minute, and the side effects of the adrenal thorn had begun to take effect, and the whole person immediately sat down again. , Cecilia was so frightened that she hurried to help her, and her tears fell even more happily, "I'm not all right. What are you crying for?"

"I'm so scared!" Cecilia said in a crying voice, "When Mario turned into a demon, my heart almost stopped, and then I saw you fighting with Mario... I, I I'm afraid that something will happen to you. ... Sean, let's go home, please, don't stay here any longer."

Sean chuckled and reached out and patted Cecilia, his eyes softened a lot: "Okay, let's go home."

In the barracks of Tindersburg, corpses and blood, severed limbs, broken and scattered weapons form a tragic scene, but in this scene there is a little more warmth and humanity: Cecilia Tears were still falling, Sean had a gentle smile on his face, and Alfred was breathing heavily. At the edge of the scene are the surviving recruits, who are bandaging their wounds in a daze. They have all learned the skills of first aid on the battlefield from old Peter. Although they are not very good, basic actions such as hemostasis are absolutely fine. .

As their future lord Duroun, it seems that he has been forgotten by people at this time.

Soon, some people came towards Sean and Alfred and began to treat the injuries of the two heroes who saved them. At this time, people discovered that Alfred and Sean looked very embarrassed and terrifying, but they were not seriously injured, which made the people who came to bandage their wounds feel a little bit. amazed. But the surprise is the surprise, these people who are still a little simple, didn't think so much, but began to arrange a place for Sean and others to rest.

This inexplicably triggered war seems to have been forgotten by people consciously or unintentionally. The cleaning work of the battlefield in the castle has also been handled by someone, but for some reason, the military camp in the northeast corner has become a restricted area that no one wants to come to. When blood melts into the earth, almost the entire army The ground of the camp turned a scarlet color, and the bloody aura that did not disperse seemed to be rooted here.

Sean, Alfred, and Cecilia chose to leave after staying in Tindersburg for one night. Sean even rejected Duroen's retention with a very tough attitude. His disgust for Duroen was much stronger than Mario's. If it wasn't for Mario and the Medusa Chamber of Commerce, Sean didn't want to. Interfere in the infighting of the Tindes collar.

Because in essence, he is actually more optimistic about Mario.

And in this world, there is absolutely no wall that is impermeable to the wind. Mario's death had already reached the city of Anluola on the third day. It is said that many mercenary groups tried to rebel that night, but they were forcibly suppressed by the army sent by the city lord of Anluola City. The war in Tindesburgh.

But no one can be sure whether this is the end of the Tindesburg infighting, or just the beginning. But everyone knows that Mario's name as a rebel may never be washed away, and in less than half a month, all the people of the Tindes Territory will know about Mario's death, and In a month, the whole of Gleason will know about it.

At that time, no, in the eyes of other lords, the Tin Des Territory is probably just a big piece of fat.

Sean and the others left Tindersburg the next day and arrived at Cerroda Village the next morning. In the next few days, I chose to temporarily recuperate here in Cerroda Village. Of course, there is actually a point here. It is also for the convenience of Alfred to meet his daughter. Sir Fregan naturally disagreed. , But after Sean brought his sword to the door and directly killed the two guards, Sir Fregan immediately became honest.

And when the news of Mario's failed mutiny and death spread to the village of Zeroda, Sir Fragen's attitude towards Alfred, Sean, and Cecilia had a 360-degree change. People like him who are eager to drill into the top circle of the nobles, naturally have some special channels to learn some truths, and in this truth, Sean, Cecilia, and Alfred three people. The name of , of course, is an existence that has been mentioned many times, and it is impossible for Fregen to ignore it.

"Sean, when are we going home?"

Yi 1rì is the Warm Wind House Hotel, and Yi 1rì is the two rooms. Although Sean has already received the previous reward from Harley and Duroen for Starfall Forest, as well as the reward for helping him solve Mario this time, plus the previous reward from the Black Cat Chamber of Commerce, Sean's body is worth a total of 20,000 The gold exchange roll for Pan-continental gold coins, but he is still very stingy with the money, and he is not willing to spend it extravagantly.

Hearing Cecilia's words at this time, Sean did not speak, but turned his head to look at Alfred.

Seeing Sean's gaze, Alfred naturally knew what it meant, so he said, "Thank you. I have no problem. As long as you speak, I can follow you right away."

"If that's the case, then let's get ready." Sean said, "Go and pick up Xina, let's take her with us. ... This time the distance is long, we need a suitable car. A carriage for long-distance travel, but I don't know if one is enough..."

"Wait!" Cecilia was suddenly confused, "What do we need a carriage for long-distance travel? You don't need these to go back to the Kingdom of Serian."

"Who told you we were going back to Serion?"

"Didn't you say go home?"

"Yeah." Sean nodded and said with a look of course, "The place we are going is the Principality of Lane, and we have to pass through several countries. Of course, we have to prepare a carriage for the long-distance travel, otherwise we just rely on walking. , when will it go?"

"Why do we go to the Principality of Lane, don't we have a home in Serian?"

"Because this time, we're going to fight a home that really belongs to us."

"Hit, beat one... It really belongs to our home?" Cecilia looked stunned, then seemed to remember something, and said with a look of surprise, "Wait, don't you think... want to be a pioneering knight? ?"

"That's right." Sean nodded, "I've been thinking about it for a long time these days, and I found that if we are only the leader of a mercenary regiment, once we encounter some special circumstances, we will still be a little helpless. But if we can become a lord with our own territory, then even if we encounter something we don't want to do, we have the confidence and strength to refuse."

"So, I decided... I'm going to lay down a territory that belongs to us and become a lord!"... (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it, Monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )