Soul of Negary

Les Laval's father died of illness since he was a child. Due to his young age, he was handed over to be raised by his noble uncle. The title of baron needs to wait until he is an adult before he can inherit. His uncle is a standard nobleman, so his uncle is a nobleman. Successful aristocrats are sanctimonious on the surface, despicable and shameless behind the scenes, relying on the rules of the aristocracy and using various methods to win more benefits.

For example, in marriage, a young Les Laval was engaged to a noblewoman and was sent to the other party's castle. It was a dark time, and then the noblewoman died in a disaster that I don't know if it was an accident or something middle.

Through the engagement agreement, the noblewoman's family property was taken over by Rice, to be precise, by his uncle. As he got older, more and more "accidents" happened around him.

When Rice finally came of age and took over the title of baron, he began to alienate his uncle, but it was undeniable that he had always lived in the shadow of his uncle, and he had always had problems in the control of his own territory.

He noticed that there was a conspiracy inside. After all, his uncle had managed his territory for so many years, maybe he would die in some kind of accident at some point. The kingdom's attack attracted his uncle's attention.

Rice has a similar character to his uncle, and is very good at using rules. This is a skill he has cultivated in order to survive, because when he was young, he had no one to trust and could only rely on the inheritance law of the nobles to protect himself.

He has seen the darkness and prayed for the light. He has his own ideals, so when the news of the Saint of the Savior appeared, he seized the opportunity. He used the name of the lord to siphoned off all the money and food with his own personal Soldiers go to the army.

In the army, his uncle's conspiracy was naturally self-defeating, and even if he seized this opportunity, he might be able to make a real contribution.

Looking at the Saint Salvation riding a white horse, Rice has a lot of affection for her. After all, for him, the appearance of the Saint Salvation is just like the light he longs for, as if he can feel it just by looking at it. The purity and beauty of each other.

"That girl has the power to make people believe." Les sighed. He has lived in an environment without trust since he was a child. If he can trust a person with all his heart, it should be a kind of happiness.

"We're in the village ahead, send someone to check it out, and rest there." Les came to Nora and suggested: "Although Colomier is urgent, we also need to pay attention to self-cultivation, otherwise the soldiers will also be rushed over. Unable to fight."

"Well...then I'll listen to you." Nora nodded. She actually didn't know much about marching and fighting, but she didn't know it, so just leave it to someone who does. Reliable, then listen to him: "Be careful not to disturb the residents here."

In a house in the village, a man with an ordinary face suddenly opened his eyes. He frantically opened his cabinet and threw away all the sundries on it. From the mezzanine below, Take out a book.

"The lord has called me." The man whispered like a madman: "The lord has called me!!"

He held the book as a treasure, rubbed the book with his fingers, and placed it on the table.

The book is only the size of a palm, and the cover of the book is a living and flexible golden dragon.

The man carefully took out the dagger, cut his palm with a sense of mission and ritual, and then printed it on the cover of the book.

The blood overflowed, and the golden dragon actually started to wriggle, turning into tentacles with thin golden threads, absorbing the bright red blood, and then stabbing it into the man's hand.

Nora suddenly looked at the village in front of her. Her own spirit was extremely sensitive. Combined with the breathing technique, her perception had reached a certain extreme. Just now, an evil and ominous thing flashed away in that village. .

Hands with rushing golden lines grabbed the book,

Although this person's face is still ordinary, there is a unique temperament that emerges from him. That dangerous charm is frightening but addicting.

This kind of temperament is only possessed by Negri in the entire continent. This person is the chess piece that Negri has sent out over the years, and that book is the means of contact that Negri gave him.

The cover is drawn with soul blood. As long as he activates it with blood, he can temporarily host the soul blood on his body, and Negri can control the person's body through the soul blood and realize his arrival.

But not everyone can bear the blood of the soul. After Negri arrives, this person's body will be scrapped because it cannot bear the burden of the blood of the soul. However, these chess pieces are clear about this matter, but they are all willing .

Their gods descended on them, and it was a glorious thing to let them lose their ordinary bodies, and their souls became one with God.

Negri's eyes seemed to be able to observe the support troops through the wall.

"The rabble." Negri gave an evaluation after a while. The troops gathered together under the guidance of the so-called Holy Maiden of Salvation. They seemed to have a good momentum, but the management was chaotic and the personnel were mixed. , the lack of combat experience is very obvious.

If this troop ran to support Colomier, it would just die in vain and would not be able to save the country.

"Then let's train first." Negri said with a smile, holding the book and walking towards the other side of the village.

In addition to summoning Negri, this book has another function, which is to store germs. The whole book is made of special materials. Each page stores a germ. Once it encounters blood, it will Will activate, with specific knowledge, this book can create monsters for battle.

Negri walked out of the village, went up a hillside, and saw tombstones one by one. Most of the people in the village were buried here after they died. In these years of war, everyone felt insecure. The nobles recruited troops everywhere, increased taxes, and died. There are a lot more people.

"Grow up quickly, Nora." Negri turned to one of the pages. The illustrations on that page were ugly monsters. Their bodies were rotting, and there was no emotion in their eyes, just like a group of monsters without souls. .

"There are no traps in the village. I have already selected a location where the army can be stationed and have a night's rest." Rice said after investigating.

"Well, everyone be careful. Arrange the vigil. I have a bad premonition." Nora got off the horse, looked around, and said solemnly.

Night fell quietly, a rotten hand broke out from the ground, and a shadow shrouded the village below.