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Chapter 83

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It was not rare for weapons to possess abilities in this era, but it was limited to magic energy weapons, like Allen's former Berserk Slaughter and the current Dark Destruction. By injecting Origin Energy to activate the Magic Cube sequence, the martial equipment would possess a certain type of ability. The Devil's Praise was definitely not a magical weapon. During those few days in Sanda Town, Allen had checked the dagger when he had nothing to do.

It was not like a magical weapon that could be disassembled, so it naturally did not have a Magic Cube sequence. More importantly, the dagger was one. Allen could not find a single gap between the blade, the handle, and even the Abyss Devil Gem at the end. This made it impossible for the youth to imagine how it was forged.

Speaking of abilities, Allen had been fighting the killer with all his might, and his mind was basically focused on the battle. As a result, many details had been overlooked. When the killer caught the devil's praise, Allen could clearly feel that the killer's blood energy origin energy was absorbed by the dagger, and through some unknown method, a trace of pure life force was guided into his body.

It was a power without any attributes, infinitely close to the origin of life. It was filled with abundant vitality, and as soon as it entered Allen's body, it slowed his injuries. It felt as if Allen had directly used a dagger to extract his opponent's life force, and it was filled with an evil aura.

The dagger was like a mystery, so the man who praised the devil to his mother was even more of a mystery.

Who exactly was he? Was the devil's praise his own, or did he get it from somewhere? A series of questions almost squeezed Little Allen's head open. A wave of exhaustion attacked him, and he yawned and finally fell asleep.

Allen slept soundly. Outside the window, night quietly fell, and the youth still didn't notice anything. The ward was lit by a soft light, and the devil's praise was quietly placed by the table. The scene in the room seemed to be frozen at a point. Time no longer passed, and the scene did not change at all. Until the devil gem at the end of the dagger suddenly flashed with a faint red light, and at the same time, the door quietly opened.

Horn walked in, his footsteps silent. Gently putting his felt hat and walking stick aside, he sat in front of Allen's bed and looked at the sleeping boy's side profile. The outline of the side face made Horn feel as if he had seen his daughter, Lanny, and his chest ached for no reason.

The leader of Bescot just sat there quietly and didn't wake Allen up.

Allen suddenly woke up. When he turned over and sat up, Hawes had already left. There was a glass on the table beside the bed. The glass was filled with warm water, and steam was rising from it. Looking at the cup, Allen seemed to understand something.

During his stay in the hospital, Allen had many guests. Adele and Regis were basically regulars, and the former never forgot to remind Allen how timely her bombardment was and how badly the killer had died. In the end, he would look at Allen with blinking eyes, and then point to a certain item in some fashion electronic magazines to show how much he liked it. So today, Allen's electronic bill had some gadgets that Adele liked. As for Regis, he was very concerned about Allen's body. However, every time he greeted him, he would inevitably add words like "I really want to fight you again", so Allen couldn't help but guess the true meaning behind his greetings and concern.

There were other people in the clan who had come to visit Allen, and Kodorf had come quite a few times. Moreover, every time Allen came, he noticed that the female companion he brought was different, and Kodorf was also concerned about Allen's body. Unlike Regis, he always said, "Brother, get well quickly. It's not convenient for you to get to know girls like this. "

Barney, the captain of the guards, had also come once, and it was a solemn meeting. That day, Allen took two nameplates from Barney, with the names Arnold and Diman on them. Arnold died on the spot in the attack that day. Diman was shot in the chest. Although he did not die on the spot, he did not survive to the hospital and died on the way.

Barney told him that the family had just paid a pension to the families of the two deceased. But for him, returning these two nameplates to their families was what truly saddened him.

After Barney left, Allen didn't say a word for an entire afternoon.

When he returned to Fort Ugarte, it was already a month after the attack.

"Young Master, I'll put your things here for you." Housekeeper Helsing had a few male servants place Allen's clothes and armor boxes neatly in the living room and said, "Master asked me to tell you to have a good rest this week. Next week, you will be reported to Dawn Blade. Master has already handled the relevant procedures for your admission. "

"I see. Thank you, Mr. Helsing." Allen nodded.

"Then there's nothing else. I'll take my leave first."

"Please wait a moment." Allen stopped him and said, "Can you get Barney for me?"

Helsing looked at him and nodded, "You can see him in the training area in 10 minutes."

When Allen arrived at the family training area, he didn't see Barney and bumped into Regis. Regis saw him and cheered. He ran over and grabbed his hand and said, "Let's go, Allen. Let's have a fight and see if your body will rust after lying in the hospital for a month. "

"Another day." Allen pulled him and said, "I'm here to find Barney."

Seeing this, Regis could only let go of his hand and say, "Then I'll practice by myself."

After taking two steps, he turned around and said, "Allen, they are family warriors. From the moment every warrior joined the clan, they were already prepared to sacrifice themselves for the clan. Correspondingly, the clan would provide them with a way to advance and give their families a good living environment. If they die in battle, the clan will give them subsidies and proper care for their families. So, you don't have to worry too much. "

After saying this, Regis left. Allen smiled bitterly. How could he not know this? However, to Regis, Arnold and Diman were just clan warriors. It was natural for them to sacrifice themselves for their masters when necessary. However, he was not born in this ancient clan, so he could not share the same thoughts as Regis.

To Allen, it was a killing trap aimed at him. Arnold and Diman were innocently implicated. They would die only because they were traveling with him. Therefore, to Allen, he felt that he had indirectly killed two warriors.

"Young Master Regis is right." Barney's voice sounded from behind, "Young Master Allen, you don't have to worry too much about Arnold and Diman."

Allen turned around and asked, "Have you returned the nameplate to the family?"

Barney smiled bitterly, "I was just about to send it."

"Then, take me with you."

Like the other family guards, Arnold and Diman's family were also in Levin Town. Barney brought Allen to visit the two families, and Allen silently watched the entire process. Arnold was the father of three children, the youngest of whom was only two years old and was still in his mother's arms. When the mother took Arnold's nameplate, she cried so hard that she could not speak.

As for Diman, he had yet to get married. There was only one elderly mother in the family. When she received Diman's nameplate, the old man did not cry, but only sighed sadly.

To Bescot, perhaps it was just the loss of two slightly more powerful guards, but judging from the huge number of guards in the clan, the death of two people was actually an insignificant matter. However, to the two families, they would never see their loved ones again. In the future, they could only remember them from photos or memories.

And this was just a guard who had sacrificed himself on a surface mission. Looking at the history of the Bescot family, how many guards had sacrificed themselves for this family? Allen thought that it would probably be a suffocating number. Were there piles of bones buried under the foundation of Castle Ugarte? How many warriors had sacrificed themselves in the Outer Realm and were unable to return home?

On the way back, Allen was silent. When he saw Castle Ugarte again, he had a whole new concept of the family.

"Young Master, are you alright?" Barney looked at Allen worriedly. He looked too different from the other young masters of the other clans. At least, Nick had never seen a young master personally return the nameplate of a dead guard to his family. However, it had to be said that this young master's actions had won his respect. Moreover, the emotions in his eyes along the way were not artificial, but sincere.

Allen shook his head and took a deep breath. "I'm fine. Thank you for letting me participate in what happened today. These things have taught me a vivid lesson. At the very least, I understand what kind of responsibility I should bear for every order and every action in the future. "

"As for Arnold and Diman, this matter will not be settled just like that. They are warriors. Even if they die, the battlefield is where they belong, not to die inexplicably under a cold gun. " Allen raised his head and looked up at the towering castle. "I know that my ability is limited and I can't respond. But no matter how much time passes, I will give them an answer. One day, the person who instigated all of this behind the scenes will have to pay with his blood! "

Barney's body trembled slightly. Looking at the young man's slightly thin back, he felt as if he was looking at another Horn. Back then, Horn was able to go on an expedition to Yordon and leave behind an unparalleled reputation, pushing Bescot to the peak in one fell swoop. To be able to do this, Horn and his thirteen secret warriors naturally contributed greatly. However, the key lay in Horn's way of controlling his subordinates.

Unlike the other clan leaders, he did not regard the clan warriors as consumables, or even numbers. Horn regarded every warrior as a comrade, a companion, and the thirteen secret warriors were as close as close friends. It was precisely because of these close connections that Horn's family army was able to display its extraordinary combat strength and plant Bescot's Griffin flag in the chaotic battlefield of the Yordon Domain!

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