Orc Tyrant

The promenade of the shadow palace stretches like a gilded spine in the deep building complex. This palace used to be one of Diego's palaces, and now it is the headquarters of the night blade.

Its roof is transparent, and the light of distant stars illuminates the space under it. Hundreds of statues stand on both sides of the promenade, and an unknown hero in the history of the empire looks at it with eyes made of gems and a firm expression. People passing below.

It is said that the standard used by the Night Blade Organization to measure a person's state of mind is how long he can look directly at those merciless eyes when walking on the promenade.

Yushkin raised his head high as he walked into the promenade, although he knew he was not a hero, but a warrior doing his best.

Those sacrificial night blades glared at him. Their names and achievements were not known and respected by most Benedicts. Only those warriors who also fought in the shadows would silently remember their achievements.

In the moonlight, a figure stood in front of the statue of the leader of the Eve Blade who had been sacrificed in Cusconar, and he turned around before Yuhijin had even approached.

"Marshal Yushkin."

Nutans said calmly.

"I rarely see you here."

"I'm not used to coming here, Nutans."

Yushkin stood still and looked up at the Nightblade sacrificed in the Cusconar Incident.

"I always hope that the heroes can rest in peace."

"In that case, what brought you here now?"

"If you allow me, I want to talk to you."

"Presumably your time can be better spent training soldiers and preparing for battle, that is where your talent lies."

"It's an honor for me to say that, but there is one thing I need to talk to you."

"what is it about?"

Nutans's voice was not friendly, on the contrary, he became more blunt. He seemed to have guessed Yushikin's intention.

"That letter."

"what."

The leader of Ye Blade looked up at the statue above them, and his hollow eyes stared at them equally coldly and mercilessly.

"That's for you, I don't know anything."

"Your lie is awkward, Nutans, everyone knows that you have never been without you."

"Marshal? You seem to be talking to one of your corporals."

"I saw those, sir."

In the face of Nutans’ resistance, Yushkin didn’t seem to relax, still pressing harder.

"That scene, that is... I don't know... I have never heard of those other existences..."

Nutans raised a hand, not intending to let Yushikin go on talking.

"I can understand why you are suspicious and ask, and I can answer too, but I think I should show you something...Come with me."

Yuhijin followed Nutans down the promenade, then turned into a side passage, the walls on both sides were nailed with paper.

The countless glorious deeds of Ye Jian in the past years have been recorded in detail, and the army recruits need to remember the different battles before they can be upgraded to become the real Ye Jian, the night messenger of the empire.

"Do you know why I support your plan?"

On the way, Nutans asked suddenly.

"why?"

"Yes, marshal, why."

"Because you know that I am right, my decision is the only way to ensure that we can survive, just to survive, or even to win."

"say clearly."

"Ouke has almost infinite war potential, they have unlimited manpower, there are no economic and political problems, everything revolves around war, passive persistence is only chronic death, and the speed of approaching death will become faster and faster."

Nutans nodded with a smile.

"Well said, Marshal, it seems that I should arrange for you to teach the recruits, so what about yourself, will you despair?"

There was a sense of powerlessness in Yushkin's heart, but he was used to hiding his emotions.

"If there is that opportunity, I will. I never thought I would be worthy of a role like myself. I am not a hero, and I never intended to be a hero."

"You are right, you are just a mortal, nothing more."

Such offensive remarks did not make Yushkin angry, he did not even have any psychological fluctuations, because he had heard similar words elsewhere.

And he didn't think it was wrong.

"I don't say this out of malice."

Nutans continued speaking, ignoring the obvious insult in his words.

"People like you play an important role in the empire, but I am an apostle. The Shadow Prince chose me and promoted me to my current class... He saw me and found leadership in me The quality that Ye Blade needs, he saw you, and he saw you

The quality of leading the army in commanding wars, I understand the responsibilities of being a Ye Blade, but you cannot understand, Marshal, this is our difference. "

As he was talking, Nutans led him to a secret door, then activated the mechanism, and then the secret door lowered, revealing a magnificent staircase, below which was a spacious hall paved with white marble.

Yuhijin was not surprised that the shadow palace still hid such a secret space. If the headquarters of these assassins and spies had no secrets, it would be abnormal.

"I think you overestimated me, Lord of Nightblade."

Yushkin looked at the brightly lit hall below and whispered:

"But please understand that in order for everyone to survive, I must know—"

"We have all made sacrifices for our right to survive,"

Nutans interrupted him sharply.

"For Ye Blade, those sacrifices are more serious, and the most important thing among them is that everything must give way to victory."

"I don't understand. What does this have to do with the answer I need?"

"You will understand."

Nutans said, leading him through an arcade and into the main hall.

This underground research institute (as it is called) is composed of shiny glass and steel, and more than a dozen separate laboratory rooms radiate from the ring structure of the main hall.

When Yushijin saw the broken corpse of a night blade floating in a water tank, floating like a dead fish, he felt a chill on his back.

Nutans led him through the laboratory and along a corridor into a metal-structured hall. A huge stained glass filled the room, depicting images of torture and twisted creatures, as well as black towers and skeletons everywhere.

When Yuhijin saw those creatures, he suddenly recalled the scenes he saw in the book, and he realized that there was a certain connection between the two.

Suddenly he took a step back, feeling a little itchy in his throat, then turned his head, only to find that Nutans in front of him seemed to be gradually distorting...