Léger, Sunier, Morrisons, and the others were standing in the center of the square in high spirits, talking loudly about something. This was a true victory, and its significance far exceeded that of killing a few monsters and harvesting a few magic crystals. Apart from Sunier who was able to maintain her composure, everyone else was beaming with joy, especially Morrisons. He had to speak loudly and laugh loudly.
Han Jin and the prisoner walked towards the center of the square. The prisoner had already taken a simple bath and changed into a new set of clothes. He looked much more energetic, but his hair and beard were still a little messy. Han Jin didn't have the time to accompany him to get a haircut, and he couldn't find a barber at this time.
"Ha, Raphael, where did you run off to?" Morrisons University shouted.
After hearing Morrisons' words, Léger also turned around. Then, as if he had seen something unbelievable, his body suddenly trembled. His eyes widened as he stared at the prisoner, and his lips trembled. After a while, he called out tentatively, "S-Sir?"
"You've grown up," the prisoner said in a very gentle tone, "I almost didn't recognize you."
In just an instant, Léger's eyes became wet. He took a few steps forward, as if he wanted to throw himself at the prisoner, but he forced himself to control himself and kneeled on one knee. "Sir, I've finally … finally seen you!" Léger's veins were bulging as he clenched the ground tightly. His arms and his entire body were trembling slightly.
It wasn't easy for Léger to do this. If he was a few years younger, and if he wasn't so shrewd, he would've definitely cried out loud.
The whole square was silent. Even the excited soldiers around them were stunned. Léger was their commander. Who in the world could withstand his kneeling?!
"Be strong. There are so many people looking at you," the prisoner said slowly. After that, he bent down and used his hands to support Léger's arms, helping Léger up. He stared at Léger for a moment and sighed. "Child, I'm sorry. I already know what happened to your father. I'm really sorry. I'm the one who harmed him."
"No, sir …"
"Listen to me." The prisoner gently interrupted Léger. "When I left you, I had a very bad feeling. Your father was a pure Knight. He was too naive and too kind … If it wasn't for me, your father would've continued to live in that small village. I can't guarantee how good his life would've been, but at least he would've been happy. It's all my fault. I pushed him into this dangerous world."
"No, sir!" Lei Zhe finally couldn't control himself. Sparkling tears rolled down his cheeks. "Before my father passed away, he said …"
"Guevara?" A scream suddenly rang out.
The prisoner was stunned. He looked in the direction of the voice. Sunier didn't have any more doubts. She took two steps back and took out her bow. The black arrow was already pointed at the prisoner's forehead.
"Sunier, no!" Léger stepped forward and blocked the prisoner.
"Sunier, you're crazy!" Morrisons quickly grabbed the bow in Sunier's hand.
"Get out of my way!" Sunier shouted.
Morrisons couldn't help but be stunned. They had known each other for a year, but he had never seen Sunier like this. Her green eyes were filled with a crazy and dangerous light. Even though she was wearing a mask, he could see the muscles on Sunier's face twitching. He even had a feeling that if he took another step forward, Sunier wouldn't hesitate to attack him.
Han Jin suddenly went behind Sunier. He opened his arms and hugged Sunier. He whispered, "Sunier, what are you doing? Let's talk! "
Sunier suddenly turned into a female leopard. She used all of her strength to struggle. She used her hands to grab, her legs to kick, and her teeth to bite. In just a few moves, the clothes on Han Jin's arms were torn to shreds, leaving bloody marks on them.
Han Jin didn't dare to let go. Seeing Sunier like this, he knew that she would definitely attack. With Léger standing in front of them, he didn't want to see a tragedy happen.
Morrisons let out a sigh of relief. He pulled out his sword and blocked Léger's attack. He even waved his hand to signal Léger and the others to leave quickly.
Sunier still had some rationality left. Otherwise, she would have used the bowstring to cut Han Jin's hands. However, this remaining rationality made her feel even more pain. After struggling for a while, Sunier leaned into Han Jin's arms and said in a weak voice, "Do you know who he is?"
Han Jin didn't say anything. He just listened quietly. The others around them were also waiting for an answer.
"He is the brother of Lord Kassa, the Dragon Knight, Guevara! Do you know how many elves have died in his hands? He is a butcher whose hands are stained with blood!! " Sunier sighed. "Raphael, let go of me. Otherwise, I will hate you forever!"
Although Sunier's voice was very low, the surroundings were extremely quiet. Because everyone wanted to know the answer, Sunier's voice was clearly heard by everyone.
Now that the answer was out, the atmosphere was even quieter than before. What did it mean to be a Dragon Knight? In order to become a Dragon Knight, one must first have the strength to subdue a giant dragon. This was something that couldn't be faked. In comparison, the ferocious Bloody Knight Gerald was nothing. Even the two overlords of the Tarasha Mountains, Zagunéd and Dismark, were only 11th grade powerhouses!
Han Jin was stunned. Sunier took the opportunity to twist her body and struggle out of Han Jin's arms. However, Han Jin's Spirit Possession Technique was not undeserved. He reacted quickly and reached out to grab Sunier's shoulder. He pulled and hugged Sunier back into his arms. The only difference was that he hugged Sunier from behind. Now, the two of them were facing each other.
"Can you calm down!?" Han Jin shouted. He was extremely nervous now, not because he was afraid that Sunier would attack Sunier, but because he was worried that Sunier would be hurt. After interacting with Sunier, he knew that the prisoner's personality was very unique and unpredictable. They had talked a lot, but he still couldn't make a judgment. This kind of person was the most terrifying!
"You …" Sunier was anxious and angry. She almost fainted.
"Can you listen to me for a while?" The prisoner patted Morrisons's shoulder and signaled him to move aside. Morrisons hesitated. Like Han Jin, he was worried that Sunier would be hurt. However, if a Dragon Knight wanted to hurt someone, a 7th grade fighter wouldn't be able to do anything. Therefore, he obediently moved aside.
"You're an elf from Wild Willow City, right?" The prisoner sighed. "I admit that I've hurt some elves, but that's war, damn war! If you think that as long as you're hurt, you have a reason to take revenge, then I have a better reason than you. When the Silver Pegasus Legion attacked my castle, they killed all my family members and didn't even leave me a servant. Shouldn't I do something about it? "
Sunier was stunned. She suddenly stopped struggling. Just as she was about to say something, the prisoner continued, "You're saying that it's because I hurt elves in the past, so you want to take revenge on me. But what about before that? Do you know why my brother hates elves so much? It's because when we were young, our father received some merchants and was attacked by elves. They said that my father was a slave trader. "
"You have a reason to kill me, and I have a reason to kill you, right? Haha … A butcher whose hands are stained with blood? " The prisoner paused. "Before you use the word 'butcher' to describe others, think about what you elves have done! You've attacked our cities everywhere. Yes, you've only killed those who resisted, but you've burned our houses and food. You've destroyed our farmlands. Wherever you go, there's only ruins left! How many of us have survived by eating grass, tree bark, and even human flesh?! After my brother was defeated, the population of each city was less than a third of what it used to be. Can you answer me? Who killed them?! "
"That's … war." Sunier replied with difficulty.
"Yes, that's war. Like I said, it's a damn war." The prisoner laughed. "You hate me, you want to kill me. I can give you a chance, but don't put yourself on the side of justice. Don't think of yourself as a judge. If your hands are stained with the blood of others, then you won't have the right to judge others anymore."
"I hate the darkness, but I hate the light even more. That's because the light is always promoted by those who think they're righteous. It can't withstand the test at all. It will burst like a bubble with a light touch." The prisoner's eyes were filled with a mocking smile. "Also, I suggest that you don't make things difficult for your friends. To young people like them, friendship is the most precious thing! I was young once too. I can understand them. " He wasn't lying. The Dragon Knight Guevara was a person who walked on the border between light and darkness. He didn't say anything when Han Jin saved him, but that didn't mean that he didn't care about Han Jin. Plus, Léger was there, so he reluctantly said a few words. Otherwise, he wouldn't explain his so-called crimes, not even half a word! Moreover, the other party was just an insignificant elf.
Sunier only felt her body go weak. She wanted to take revenge for the elves who died tragically. She did put herself on the moral high ground and hoped that Han Jin and the others would understand. However, the prisoner's words were ruthless. He didn't hesitate to strip away Sunier's moral halo. Of course, he also stripped away his own. This made Sunier feel very lost. At least, before Sunier could find a suitable reason for her elves' deaths, she couldn't summon up the courage to take revenge.
"Léger, walk around with me. It's been a long time since someone talked to me." The prisoner didn't look at Sunier anymore. He turned around and walked towards the back of the square.
"Yes, sir." Léger glanced at Sunier and hurriedly followed the prisoner.
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