"What? Not going to say?" Conrad chuckled. He took out a dagger and patted the girl's face. "Since the people who left are not your companions, why are you risking your life to protect them?"
The cold blade of the dagger reflected a soul-stirring light, as if it was a layer of ice that emitted traces of coldness.
As if she could feel the coldness of the blade, the girl moved slightly. But she took a light breath and replied in a low voice, one word at a time, "… Not being able to defeat you, is my … own responsibility. My … own … matter, I alone … am responsible. Only the weak will … rely on … putting … others in danger to … protect themselves. "
"I … am … different from you …" Her half-opened eyes seemed to be burning with flames as she answered.
"Is that so?" Conrad was not angry. "But I don't have much patience. You have to know that there are seventy to eighty people in the Grey Wolves Mercenaries. Not everyone is willing to keep their mouths shut for strangers like you. They are mercenaries. I remember that mercenaries don't have to be so loyal. Since that's the case, the final result will not change. Why are you so stubborn? I don't take pleasure in killing people. That's why I'm giving you a chance. Little girl, you don't want to go to your weak Lady Martha and cry, right? "
Scarlet's eyelashes moved.
The young man waited for her answer.
But the girl only clenched her teeth and shook her head. "Others are others. I am myself." That was her answer.
"Then we can only meet again, little girl."
Scarlet tensed up at that moment. Her face turned pale. She was only an ordinary person. Even if she was a mercenary who was used to seeing life and death, she would still feel fear at the last moment. But this fear did not defeat her determination. She clenched her teeth and did not speak. Her hands were clenched into fists as if she had accepted her fate. Two streams of tears flowed down from the corners of her tightly shut eyes.
Conrad turned around.
The Dark Bishop from the Black Fire Sect who had been standing behind him nodded his head. It was just as Conrad had said. The Grey Wolves Mercenaries were already in their hands. As for the captive, there was no need to care about this one. Moreover, according to the definition of a mercenary, although these desperadoes were willing to risk their lives in battle, they would not easily give up their lives for some meaningless perseverance.
Makarov and Buga had to keep it a secret, but the others didn't.
The two of them knew this very well.
The young man picked up the dagger and stabbed towards the girl's chest.
The Dark Divine Priest of the Black Fire Sect looked at this scene coldly, as if the blood that bloomed like a flower did not represent the passing of a life, but was merely a beautiful painting that was worth admiring. He heard a cracking sound coming from the red-haired girl's throat. Scarlet seemed to be trying her best to grab onto something at the last moment, but she suddenly opened her eyes. Her gaze gradually became empty and then lost its light.
Her consciousness and strength were rapidly leaving her body, but at the last moment, she couldn't help but wonder if that person knew that she was already dead. It turned out that life was so fragile …
She suddenly felt extremely sleepy, but at the same time, she felt someone put something on her chest.
"What is that …?"
…
"What is that?"
Conrad turned around and saw the Dark Divine Priest of the Black Fire Sect in a black robe place a dark red gem that emitted a faint light in the middle of the girl's chest. A few rays of light that resembled the roots of a plant extended from the gem, and the black light seeped into the wound below the dagger. The light then spread along the girl's blood vessels to her limbs, and soon, a layer of faint red mist covered the entire body.
"Blood of God, Lord Emissary." The Dark Divine Priest answered simply.
"You want to awaken her into a Spirit Figurine?"
"No." The Dark Divine Priest shook his head.
"This woman was able to resonate with her weapon and had the ability to defeat our high-ranked disciple with the strength of a lower Silver rank. This means that she has great potential. This potential comes from the fact that she already has such accomplishments at such a young age. " The Dark Divine Priest spoke with a hoarse voice under the cloak, "I gave her the blood of Thunder God Kabai. If she can awaken an Emissary, then this gamble will be worth it."
"High-ranked Divine Blood?"
Conrad couldn't help but squint his eyes, "How did you get it? A low-ranked Dark Divine Priest like you shouldn't be qualified to receive such an item, right?"
"It's just a coincidence. Luck is also important. Chaos is the law." The Dark Divine Priest replied.
The young man snorted lightly and looked down at Scarlett's body. The dark red light had already wrapped around her body into a cocoon of light.
"The failure rate is also high." He said.
"Then what we lose is just a high-quality corpse." The Dark Divine Priest replied coldly.
"Suit yourself. I'm going to attack now. You better stand further away. Buga and Makarov aren't ordinary people. If they fight with their lives on the line, I'm afraid I'll lose half of my life. "Conrad turned around and looked out of the forest. But even though he said that, his right hand, which was wearing a white glove, was still casually placed on the hilt of his rapier.
The Dark Divine Priest knew the importance of this mission, so he didn't refute and only lowered his head. He paused for a moment and looked up again, "That group that left, is it really the real Eke?"
"The probability is very high."
Conrad walked out of the forest and answered without turning back, "It doesn't matter anyway. No matter what, they won't be able to escape. If I want them to die, they will die."
The Dark Divine Priest sneered silently.
… …
In the quiet forest, the silence was quickly broken by a single sentence.
"So my lord already knew that Eke was the eldest son of Duke Anthony?"
"Of course not, Miss Amandina. I only suspected it at first." Brando sighed and replied, "But Miss Yura reminded me that she was Eke's fiancée. I've seen them once in the Black Tower, but I just didn't remember. "
Of course, that wasn't the truth. Brando couldn't have seen them once in the Black Tower. But it didn't matter. He thought that no one would jump out to expose him anyway. And he wasn't completely lying. He really only remembered this matter after seeing Yura. Miss Yura wasn't a nameless person in history. She could be said to be the most famous Astrologer in Erouine. At the same time, her strength was also ridiculously strong.
In the history of The Amber Sword, Brando clearly remembered that Yura was a 'Chosen One', and her blindness from birth proved this point. The Chosen One was a person who was favored by Martha, but mortals were mortals after all. Their flawed bodies couldn't accept such perfect power. Therefore, when the divine power was born, the body itself would be damaged.
In the long history of Wohnde, there were only two Chosen One who didn't have any physical defects. One was the hero of the Fire Kingdoms, one of the Four Saints, King of Flames Gretel. The other was born in this era, and now held the cold Mercury Staff of Madara, the future Emperor. Although most of the other Chosen Ones were famous, they still had their flaws.
But at this moment, Yura could become a martial arts master in the future. She could even reach level 150 at her peak after activating her Elemental Power. She had helped Duke Loen, the Valkyrie, and the Princess Regent to stand on equal footing. Such a 'fact' would only be treated as a joke if it was told.
"Could it be that her talent as a Chosen One was awakened in this battle?" Such a thought suddenly flashed through Brando's mind.
He wanted to win over this future first-class powerhouse, but it was a pity that Yura had already fallen in love with Eke. Although Duke Anthony was still biased towards the royal family at this time, it was only a matter of time before they broke up. Brando calculated the date and found that he had neither the ability nor the time to change this matter.
But he wasn't too worried. After all, Eke and Yura had contributed to the unification of Erouine in the end. It was a pity that these two geniuses died young, and Yura left behind a daughter in history. He remembered that after the death of the Princess Regent and the Valkyrie, the girl named Ailara Lantonilan Ophelia had once led Aouine's last resistance army.
But at that time, Brando had already left the frontlines of the war with Madara and joined the Church of Knight Nation, Grace.
Amandina listened to Brando's explanation, but still looked at him suspiciously: "Is that so? The whole thing seems to be a fight between two mercenary groups, but it's actually a continuation of the war between the nobles. 'Maned Wolf' Makarov is Duke Loen's retainer? The entire Grey Wolves Mercenaries are the bodyguards of that young man called Eke? Then what does the Paper Cards Mercenaries want to do? Is it just an assassination? "
"No, most of the people in the Grey Wolves Mercenaries don't know about it," Brando said: "When Duke Arreck was in control of the court, almost all of Duke Loen's family members were killed in an assassination. You should know about this, right?"
"Of course, the blood of the nobles dyed the coup that took place in the month. How could I not know about it … …" Amandina's eyes flashed.
"In fact, Duke Loen already knew about the assassination, so he sent his only son out before it happened. That's why he planned to use the deaths of others to cover for his only son." Brando took a deep breath and answered calmly.
Amandina didn't say a word after listening to him. The struggle between the nobles was always so bloody, and from a certain point of view, Duke Loen's actions were understandable.
Roman looked at them from not far away, but she didn't seem to be interested in this topic.
"So they're using their only son to threaten Duke Loen?" Amandina thought for a moment and raised her head to ask.
"That's a sharp reaction," Brando praised: "Duke Loen is still the strongest supporter of the royal family. If someone wants to make a move, they'll have to first shake this' pillar of the royal family '."
"So … …?"
Amandina frowned worriedly. Even though the chaotic situation was an advantage for them, as a citizen of the kingdom, she didn't want to see the worst happen.
"Less than three months." Brando answered.
"Did he already know about this?" Amandina raised her head and asked. She suddenly realized something: "He purposely lured the Disciples of the Black Flames here. He wants to use the mercenaries as bait?"
"I'm afraid so."
The girl took a deep breath. Those were more than a hundred lives, and according to Brando, they were his old subordinates who had been following him for at least ten years. Even though she knew that only cold-blooded people could survive in such a cruel battle, she still couldn't help but feel her hands and feet go cold when she really came into contact with it. She suddenly glanced at Brando and could not help but think: Does my lord think the same?
However, Brando's gaze was still fixed on the valley below. He knew that there was a problem waiting for him to solve there.
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