My summons are weird

Walking through the filthy and smelly corpse pit, Royer with a calm expression stepped on the blood gurgling on the ground.

There were all kinds of armor, and the knights who didn't match each other immediately saluted Royer when they saw him.

"My lord, eleven of the thirteen messengers have been executed, and only two are willing to join us."

Royer nodded, and ordered: "Tell Messer that next time such a courier does not need to be forwarded to the rear, he can handle it by himself."

"Release the messenger sent by Zenier and let him tell Zenier that I will not join forces with any party. In this game, we each rely on our own abilities."

Royer's toughness did not make the northern survivors who had experienced the disaster and deep pain feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, they were full of fighting spirit, everyone's eyes were shining, and a group of guards all claimed it was.

The Empire has abandoned them, ignoring their calls for help throughout the war, and even deceiving them!

"Find out the source of the infection and give the information to the Falcon Legion. With all the preparations, the Seventh Falcon Legion will definitely give you assistance."

This is a joint promise from the frontline commanders of the Solon Empire and the Grand Duke. In order to allow countless hungry and cold old people and children to have the opportunity to break through the long dipped blockade and return to the embrace of the empire, a large number of warriors from the northern border gathered.

Under the consultation of several team leaders, 200 elite warriors were selected among the volunteers. Almost all of them lost all their close relatives, and only a few left suicide notes for their close relatives far away in the safe zone.

They knew what they had to face. If they were willing to die, they could bring a chance to life for those they protected... In this chaotic era, death is not worthless, is it?

It's a pity that they underestimated the inhumanity of the Solon nobles. Only four of the two hundred elites returned, and the three had to be killed by the survivors with tears in their eyes because of the infiltration. And their descriptions and attack methods of the crystal giant's infiltration at close range Not all information on the operation of magic power, etc. was handed over to Solon.

Royer, who led another team of survivors here, cautiously gave only part of it, and hoped that Solon would fulfill his promise as promised, but when they arrived at the retreat location, they encountered ruthless bombing from Solon's magician. If Royer hadn't In the explosion, they flicked around and killed two fifth-level magicians with a knife. These poor people who had high expectations for Solon could no longer speak for themselves, let alone express their inner anger.

The survivors will ask why at first, but now, they are not going to listen to the perfunctory given by the arrogant monarch and anyone in this ugly empire.

The vast northern cities have become no man's land, there is no spring plowing, and food is scarce. If you want to survive, you can only plunder.

Perhaps a random high-level magic of the magician can wipe out all of them, who are as insignificant as ants. During this process, the magician's heart will not even cause a wave of waves, but so what?

Compared to starving to death, wouldn't it be more meaningful to charge towards these masters who have been stepping on their necks and breaking their backs, and then die on the road?

"Obtain everything we need with blood and sharp blades. The northern border is our land, and every step we take is to expand our borders!"

Royer's catchphrase is etched into everyone's heart.

They have been humbled so far, and they have nothing to lose. They want to let their blood splash on the faces of these high-ranking lords. If their dirty hands can stain their delicate robes, even if they cut off their own hands Before throwing, they are willing.

If Solon is hopeless, then a brand new country at least has a new future and its own position that has not been taken away.

Royer watched with satisfaction the warriors of all ethnic groups who worked hard to collect food, even though they were extremely hungry, they still obeyed the prohibition and did not steal or play tricks; seeing the children running back from the snow with dry wood in their arms, Royer would distribute the few candies When he saw the children participating in the transportation of the corpses, he had a sullen expression on his face, but when he saw the children excuse the captain who was scolded, he could only shake his head helplessly.

Finally, he came to the creek that had just thawed. Shalem leaned against the big tree that had just sprouted green branches and dozed off.

Before getting close, Xia Leimu had already woken up, her slightly squinted eyes opened little by little, and the drowsiness disappeared the moment her sight touched Royer, and the light green hair that complemented the warm spring fluttered in the wind.

"Sharem... sorry."

"No, I'm not asleep."

Shalem's speech speed was unusually fast, and she changed from her usual dazed state. Her eyes were shining brightly, staring at Royer uncomfortably, and she even held the handle of the knife unnaturally.

"I gotta go."

Royer's thoughts stagnated, and a huge uneasiness hit him like a sea tide, and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Why... We resisted the infestation together, we just repelled them, and now is the time to bring hope to this land."

Royer stepped forward quickly, "You and I are descendants of the Six Pillars, you should know that Solon should belong to us, and we have the responsibility to correct this wrong history!"

"Augus unleashed an avalanche that left six hundred people at the foot of the mountain without their newly rebuilt homes, and spring plowing efforts in vain. The vast food stores in their cellars became military supplies, and everyone had to join your camp... …He's really good and smart, isn't he?"

Xia Leimu bit the words "Isn't it?" very hard, and she seemed to have never shown any other pretty face except confusion and bewilderment, as cold as frost.

Royer hesitated to speak, and after a while, he explained: "I reprimanded him and even gave him a whip as punishment for his unauthorized actions."

There was a naked look of loss and disappointment in Xia Leimu's eyes. She let out a "huh" and laughed at herself, her sadness was beyond words.

Like Royer, she also had words in her mouth, staring straight at Royer, wanted to speak a few times, but didn't say it, until the sudden sleepiness made her eyes go dark, she tried her best to cheer up, twisted Frowning, he said, "You almost never lie to me, but this time, you lied to me."

"I did punish him." Royer hastily emphasized.

"If it was you before, you would have killed him!"

Royer was taken aback.

"You have changed, Royer." Shalem stared into Royer's eyes, and his gaze penetrated into his heart little by little, "But you haven't realized it...but I can feel it, don't forget, all this time, I follow behind you."

Royer fell silent.

Xia Leimu took out the hairpin and began to straighten her long hair that was disturbed by the cold wind in early spring: "Do you still remember the scene when we first met?"

"My parents walked out of the bedroom with me sleeping soundly, and pinched my face hard. When I opened my eyes, I saw a handsome, heroic, but mature-looking you. At that time, you were holding a knife. I was curious. The ground wanted to touch it, but you waved it casually and hid it."

There was a smile on the corner of Shalem's mouth: "I thought I was hated and just wanted to cry, but you hurriedly handed me the knife and let me play with it, even if I messed up the engraving on it, I still gritted my teeth and said nothing .”

"You didn't know that I might fall into a deep sleep at any time, so when you saw me falling straight up, you didn't know how to help, you just yelled anxiously, and you didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the elders arrived."

"From that day on, every time I travel, I will give you my hand and let you guide me."

"Sharem... I... We have known each other for ten years. We have slayed monsters together since we were ten years old and registered as adventurers at twelve. We have traveled to many corners of this continent and experienced dangers that ordinary people can't imagine …We are very close and we cooperate with each other…”

Shalem interrupted: "We have the same heart, right? But recently, I have been unable to see your heart clearly."

"When I put my hand in yours, what I felt was blazing flames, flickering electric lights, and roaring sea tides. The Royer who always accompanied me like a spring breeze was gone."

"What are you talking about, I'm still me." Royer took another step forward, but this time, Shalem chose to back away.

"There is something else in your heart, I can't describe it, but... I can feel it."

After staring at each other for a long time, Shalem threw the extra hairpin in his hand to Royer.

"Originally, I thought that you would understand why I walked forward with you, know the reason why I entrusted my way forward to you, and also understand why I would risk crossing the chasm to meet you and fight side by side with you..."

"You like me, and I like you, isn't that enough?" Royer asked, "I want to change this country. If there is no power, all this is nonsense!"

Hearing this sentence, Xia Leimu smiled, and she murmured: "You really didn't realize that you have changed..."

Without answering, she slowly turned her back and yawned.

"Goodbye Royer, I will find my own journey, maybe... I won't meet again."

Watching Shalem gradually disappear on the snowy field, Royer's hand holding the handle of the knife became more and more forceful. Suddenly, he drew the knife suddenly, and the sharp energy of the knife cut off the rows of trees in the middle, and the sky was full of snow and fog In the middle, Royer, who took a deep breath, looked grim.

"Where did I change? I just want to change... If you want to change, you need strength, means, and talents!"

"I'm not wrong... I didn't hurt those people, I just let them gather under my command. They had no way to go, and I chose a more correct path... Their eyes have never been sharp, at least the knowledge I have and vision can save them from more misfortunes."

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Through the messenger network of Theocracy, Lu Yu got first-hand news of the Solon Civil War.

During the fierce battle between Divic and Zenier's legion, the black owl chose to sit on the sidelines and no longer interfere in this "family matter" after experiencing the initial "inertia" as Sera had guessed.

But what Lu Yu didn't expect was that Diweik didn't have as many betrayals as he imagined. On the contrary, after the civil war started, he stabilized his good son and once made great strides. If Zenier hadn't adjusted in time, he might be lost one after another. Affiliated city-state.

Serra commented that "the background of the four great powers is still there, and although Diweik is good, vested interest groups still have some ability to cover the bottom line."

But Tania stayed put as usual, and after subduing a group of black owls, she took care of the spring plowing with peace of mind, and even went to the field to work with the farmers in person again. It is said that her planting standards are very good, and even the old farmers are full of praise .

At the same time, she also donated a large amount of land to ordinary people who fled the famine, and even released a large number of people from slavery in sparsely populated marginal city-states, making them legal citizens of the Green Land.

Before discussing Tanya, Lu Yu and Sera would go around Lulu, but now there is no need to avoid it. When Lulu heard this message, she just smiled, and then praised: "Even if she is acting, she always I like to play a full set, but I don’t know how long I can last.”

And because the northern border became uninhabited, the Theocracy's courier did not get any useful information. The only thing he knew was that Zenir's courier was released, while Solon's courier never returned until the day before yesterday. Only then did someone throw the head of the slain courier into the mansion of a grand duke in a frontline war zone.

When Lu Yu heard this, he kept tapping on the handrail with his fingers, with a solemn expression.

"It's not like what Royer would do... There is nothing wrong with killing the messenger who inquired about the news during the war. This kind of behavior to stimulate Solon seems a bit reckless." Sera frowned, not understanding why Royer would be so aggressive The move, "Against Zenil, it's civil war, but with Royer... I hope the black owl is still on the sidelines."

What happened to this gentle young man in the northern border...why did he seem to be bred with hostility?

"Didn't you warn him?" Sera asked curiously.

Lu Yu sighed: "I gave him advice, if he really wants to do something, he should lie dormant first, don't let himself be the nail in the eyes of all forces, give priority to win over the school and get their part Support... Or, take the mass line, do better than Tania, and play the emotional card with the miserable situation in the north, gain a buffer time, and wait and see the direction of the battle."

Lu Yu covered his forehead: "I don't know, and I don't want to get involved in the civil war. These suggestions are the best strategies I can give out of my friend status. I even explained to him in detail how to develop the mass line... But he thinks It's too slow."

Lu Yu recalled all the things that happened after the two met, and looked melancholy at the spring that was gradually spreading outside the window. Those new greens that were vigorously repairing the damage caused by the dip seemed so tenacious and stubborn.

"People can change... I don't know what he witnessed in the northern border, and I don't know why his words are always full of urgency, as if he feels that changing these old-fashioned things can be done overnight... As a My friend, I have done everything I can... What else can I do?"

Lu Yu, Lulu, and Sera looked at each other, and said, "He thinks that my Chenxi collar was only built for a quiet corner, and the suggestions he provided are not reference."

Lu Yu smiled wryly: "I can't do anything, Chenxi is one of the few pure lands we have, and all plans and prospects start from here. If you shut up and keep silent, everyone will forget this place... Then let's do it .”

At the moment when the tide of magic power comes, those silent people who are not being watched and unable to make a sound can once again hope to make their own voices. Even if these voices are insignificant, the hoarse cry will eventually cause a ripple.

The tide of magic power belongs to the dawn of the silent, which is what Lu Yu firmly believes.

But maybe, not everyone thinks so.

Everyone has chosen the path they will take in the next era, and has taken steps unswervingly.