[Slow Wear] Assassin System

Hatred

The name is the cognition of the group to the individual, and it is also the anchor of the whole to the part.

In this world, Miao Xuan's modeling has two names in total.

One is Holder, from the heartless mother, taken from the dark villain in mythology, in stark contrast to his elder brother Baldr.

The second is Nidhogg, who comes from the vast masses of the people in the dark realm, and is also taken from mythology, but the implication is that he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

As for Miao Xuan himself...he doesn't like either name.

Fenrir caught this so keenly that he rarely ever addressed him by his first name, whatever it was.

Holder's suggestive meaning is too strong, and Ned Hogg is not much better. In mythology, the one with this name is a black dragon that is as huge as the world. Under the tree, the roots and branches of the tree were corroded with poison day and night, eventually leading to the twilight of the gods.

Of course, the villains always have similar tastes. Holder and Ned Hogg are said to be good friends in mythology, and they are both outstanding representatives of the evil forces, but now they are all named Miao Xuan.

Miao Xuan: ...So what kind of a terrifying demon king am I?

#And how much do you guys like the names of myths#

Ragnarok is a concept in mythology, and the name tells you that it is not a thriving celebration...in fact, it is a huge crisis for the gods of the courtyard.

In the twilight of the gods, the dark and evil forces swept in and almost succeeded in destroying the world with darkness. Fortunately, the god of light and the son of light Baldr defeated the darkness, and the light tree grew a sun disc again.

When Miao Xuan saw this passage, he was really speechless. He must know that Holder died tragically at the hands of Balder. He couldn't imagine what he thought when the queen was named.

This... don't say narrow minded, this is what would cause resentment when meeting a normal person, right?

Speaking of which, Fenrir is also a minion of the evil forces, but he is very worthy of his name and works hard.

Although he is also the leader of the villains, Ned Hogg's ending is much better than Holder, who sacrificed to the heavens and died. A round of conspiracy planning.

#I will come back again.jpg#

When he first came to this world, Miao Xuan was trying to understand King Lanling's request for a hero, and the request of the territory where the blade passed was really cool, so Miao Xuan implemented it very seriously.

Holder is a child of darkness, and his territory is naturally also a dark realm. Of course, Miao Xuan's execution method is to guard these abandoned cities, control and protect the dark survivors, and Nid Hogg's name came out during this time of……

Of course, Miao Xuan doesn't think so anymore, he has completely restrained his behavior and wandered away from the outside world.

However, the crown of the Dark Lord has long been well deserved, and this is no longer something that can be shaken off by stopping.

That's why Fenrir's repeated provocations, which are why there are bold attacks by the remnants of darkness, and why the young man is dying to ask—"Why don't you save us"? !

Yes, why not save us?our king?

Have you abandoned us?

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After escaping from St. Loren, the poor situation of the Knights did not improve much.

There are more resources in the wilderness and forests, but the number of walking corpses has not decreased significantly as expected. On the contrary, human-caused crowds of walking corpses emerge in endlessly, which forces the Knights to constantly shift positions, even with Miao Xuan Sweeping and assisting in the dark, the continuous raid still lost several people.

The darkness of more than [-] consecutive days almost crushed a person's faith. People who grew up under the sun wheel never thought that they would have such an experience. If it weren't for the desire to go home that inspired the knights who yearned for light, Maybe many people can't hold it anymore.

Human beings cannot live without light.

"We've already passed St. Anka." Balder looked at the map. "If we can keep moving at full speed, we will only need ten days to reach the border town of St. Wadden!"

Sullivan gritted his teeth: "There are still ten days...but there are only half of us left."

Just 10 minutes ago, they had just experienced a man-made wave of walking corpses, and the thing used to attract the walking corpses was the blood of a mage. In this attack, a junior whom Sullivan was optimistic about died in the line of duty.

"The closer we are to the border town, the less the number of walking corpses will be. We have been moving forward in the wilderness, and we will encounter fewer enemy attacks." Baldr put his hand on Sullivan's shoulder, "Everyone will be remembered, as will Hott-Leviathan...their sacrifice was for the light."

The responsibility on Balder's shoulders is far heavier than that of Sullivan. The subordinates of the Knights of Light who are loyal to him all come from aristocratic families who support the royal family. The rare knights who were born as commoners also have a bright future. They are all the right-hand men of the young king. , vitality, loss of one is a huge loss.

And now only half of it is left.

But since he decided to find out the truth and make Su Sheng return to the sun, it is worth paying any price... Of course, this price also includes his own life.

Balder put away the map: "How about the wounded?"

"With the mage here, the injuries of the wounded are all stable." Sullivan sorted out his emotions, "Your Majesty, I still don't think that mercenary is trustworthy."

"Don't let prejudice fool you, he saved my life several times, and he helped us get here all these days." Baldr shook his head, got up and walked towards the tent where the wounded were resting, "He is still helping us Collect the scrolls that were accidentally left behind, and immediately stop your suspicions."

Sullivan frowned: "Your Majesty, maybe this is my villainous heart, but—why didn't he give you his name?"

Yes, so far Miao Xuan has not given any name to Baldr. Apart from the reason why he doesn't like these two names, these two names are indeed not suitable for making friends.

Therefore, it is no wonder that this loyal knight is overly cautious. A powerful assassin is enough to make him uneasy, but this assassin wanders between good and evil, and his behavior is ambiguous. He refuses to give his name to the monarch and does not want to express his position. , he claimed to be here because of the queen mother, but he did not show any loyalty to the royal family.

Balder also couldn't understand what the mercenary was doing, but his attitude was completely opposite to his subordinates: "Are lonely people rare? They always have their own rules of conduct. Sullivan, show him more respect."

In the empty wilderness, only sporadic lights gather together, and the dark sky is like a heavy curtain, silently oppressing the people in the wilderness.

The flames were mixed with flint, giving off a warm orange-red color. The wounded were recuperating around the bonfire, and now there was only one doctor left. The lack of enough rest and sleep made his eyes bloodshot.

On the dark field without the sun disc, there are few plants with bright colors, very few vegetation will bloom, and most of them are black and white, and there are not even emerald green weeds.

There are only withered yellow and pale white vines growing on the wilderness.

If there were horses leading the way, the knights wouldn't suffer such heavy damage, but the animals that grow under the sun are afraid of the dark, and the horses of the knights won't be infected with the black plague, but they can't even distinguish the direction in the dark.

Sullivan had seen the Dark Remnants riding horses. Only the horses that grew up in this land were not afraid of the dark, but they only obeyed the Dark Remnants.

Balder has already begun to condolences to the wounded.

The damage this time was actually relatively small, only Hurt was damaged, and the injuries of the rest of the companions could be healed by magic.

The most serious attack was five days ago... That day a child covered in blood was thrown into their team. That child was not a Dark Remnant, but a live bait used to attract walking corpses. He was covered in sharp knives His blood was almost drained from the open wound, and his whole body was swollen from being infected with black plague. He died the moment he was hugged by the doctor.

Sullivan had never seen such a cruel thing. An innocent child was taken away from his parents and died tragically after all kinds of torture-all this was to attract more walking corpses to murder the Knights.

This land is so evil...the people here are devils...

Sullivan clenched his fists in anger and disgust.

And at this moment, a patrolling knight rushed over: "Your Majesty! Commander! We have captured a Dark Remnant!"

Sullivan was surprised: "What? Captured alive?"

This is the first time that the Knights captured the Dark Remnants alive. They did not encounter any attacks on the way to St. Loren, and all the attackers were dealt with by the mercenaries on the way back. This also made Sullivan very critical. a little.

No one can move faster in the dark than a mercenary, and neither can the Dark Remnant.

What happened this time... By the way, the mercenaries went back to find the lost scrolls, those precious records.

"Yes!" The young knight's face was distorted with anger, "She still carries the blood of the mage!"

The blood of the mage...is this the bait for walking corpses this time?This is enough to remind everyone of the tragedy five days ago.

Sullivan only felt that there was an invisible flame burning in his mind. He looked at the king, and saw the extremely cold face of the king in the firelight.

"Bring it here." Balder ordered succinctly, "Ask why."

Soon the knights escorted a thin woman. The flint bonfire illuminated the woman's face. Her facial features were actually quite delicate, and her skin was flawless. However, in the aesthetics of this world, she was extremely ugly—— She has black hair and dark blue eyes.

The woman was very thin, and she was wrapped in light leather armor. The knight who was being released had no restraint, and her arms were broken, showing a deformed valgus.

The knives, daggers and poisons recovered from the woman were piled up on the ground, and among them was a skin bag containing the blood of the mage.

The reflection of the fire was in her eyes, and her face was full of hatred.

Sullivan just wanted to laugh at this moment—hate!God of light!Hate!What right do you have to hate? ! !

The figures of the sacrificed companions seemed to flash before his eyes. They were all righteous or gentle good people, but they all died in the dark land, and they would never want to go home, let alone see the light again.

Sullivan strode up to the woman and demanded, "Why did you attack us?"

The woman's eyes were a little empty, and after a long time she said, "I hate you."

"So that's why you killed innocent people indiscriminately!" Sullivan could hardly bear it any longer. The dead companion and the poor child appeared alternately in front of his eyes, "You devil! How dare you! How dare you!"

The woman looked at him and even smiled, she said: "So you will be angry too? So you will also hate!"

Sullivan's hand seemed to be on the hilt of a sword. He turned and looked at the king: "Your Majesty, it was my negligence. We didn't bring the torture officer. Please allow me—"

Baldr got up, patted him on the shoulder lightly, he walked to his subordinate, looked down at the woman: "Why do you hate?"

The woman closed her eyes and didn't answer at all: "Kill me."

It is too unrealistic to take her captive and take her to the city for torture, and even if the torture officer is present, they may not be able to ask anything. This woman wants to die with all her heart, and she just wants revenge.

"Kill her." Baldr stopped asking, he turned and walked in the direction of the wounded, "Burn the body."

Sullivan drew his sword and strode up behind the woman. He raised the sword and pointed it at the woman's neck.

No one spoke, they looked at this woman with indifference, anger and hatred.

The head of the Knights held up his long sword, logically speaking, a priest should pray and repent at the death row, but Sullivan did not want this woman to be forgiven by the gods, so he said coldly: "Disappear in the darkness! "

Sullivan raised his sword high, but at the moment he was about to swing it down, a huge force knocked his blade away sideways!

"clang!!!"

With this earth-shattering sound, the knights pulled out their long swords reflexively, and the mage raised his staff at the same time, and Balder immediately turned around to see that the one who knocked Sullivan's blade away was——

"It's you!" Balder frowned, "Are you back?"

A man in black stood at the execution place, with the bound woman at his feet, and Sullivan's long sword was blocked by his sharp blade.

The man didn't look at Sullivan, he was still covering half of his face, and in the other hand was holding the scroll that had been accidentally left behind, but his eyes fell on the black-haired woman.

The man looked up at Balder, threw the scroll to him, and finally gave Sullivan his eyes.

Sullivan was about to question, but was interrupted by him, the man simply said: "You step back!"

For some reason, looking at his scarlet eyes, Sullivan subconsciously took a step back.

And the dark survivor on the ground was shocked when he heard the man's voice.

Baldr could see clearly that her originally numb and cold eyes were like ice melting, and a different color appeared in the endless hatred.

The woman raised her head and saw the mercenary's face.

Immediately afterwards, her expression completely collapsed. The criminal who the torture officer might have been helpless at the last moment turned into a weak woman with a fragile face.

Sullivan was almost stunned. How the hell did he see innocence in this woman's face? !

"It's...it's you..." The woman wanted to say something, but she swallowed it abruptly, "Why... are you here?"

"I also want to ask this question." The mercenary's voice was as low as ever, but Baldr keenly caught a little hoarseness, and the mercenary asked back: "And why are you here——you are Vera of Saint Sea."

Saint Sea, another fallen city.

The woman's tears rolled down: "So you remember me."

The mercenary's eyes swept over her outstretched arms, and finally landed on her face.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, he raised the blade, aimed at the woman's slender neck, and asked in a low voice, "Is it against the regulations?"

The author has something to say:

Calculated according to the distance, Vera would not be able to catch up with the bombing of the outermost church. The collection of bait and the arrangement of traps finally counted. Ten days after the knights turned back, the two sides could almost meet each other.

This attack is a mob, you go up and I go up, there is no agreed time or place, the routine is the same, unorganized and disciplined... Fenrir's main purpose is not to form a knight order, his purpose is Brother Miao .