There were broken walls everywhere. If Zagunéd were to return now, he would be heartbroken to find that his Black Raven City had changed beyond recognition.
While walking on the street, Han Jin and the others had to avoid the corpses that were strewn all over the place, or the puddles of dirty blood. Since the ground was littered with the corpses of unknown monsters, Han Jin felt as if he had arrived at a large open-air slaughterhouse.
Sunier didn't even frown. Apparently, she was used to this kind of scene. Qi Li, on the other hand, couldn't stand it. Not only did she cover her nose with a handkerchief, but she also looked as if she could faint at any time.
"Raphael, don't you care about the result at all?" Sunier asked curiously.
Han Jin smiled, "With Mr. Guevara there, there shouldn't be any problems."
"Hmph!" Sunier snorted, "That's not necessarily true. He's a warrior, not a priest."
Han Jin felt a headache coming on, but he couldn't persuade Sunier. Fortunately, Sunier didn't seem to dislike Sunier. Otherwise, he would have already turned hostile. How could a Dragon Knight care about a little elf?
At this time, Guevara was removing the curse on the soldiers of Riptide. This was a huge project because there were too many people who were cursed. The method to remove the curse was simple. After the magician injected magic into the Purifying Crystal, it would emit a pink light. Strangely, the light would condense and not dissipate. Every soldier who was cursed would stand in the light for a moment, and the Purifying Crystal would light up, and the curse would be removed.
In this case, the soldiers didn't care about whether they would be punished or not. After all, their lives were more important.
Lei Zhe stood at the side and watched as the soldiers lined up in a long line and walked towards the Purifying Crystal one by one.
Every time he walked past a soldier, Lei Zhe's face darkened. In the end, even his eyebrows were furrowed, causing the soldiers behind him to tremble as they walked past him. They didn't even dare to look at him.
Lei Zhe did a rough check and found that there were more than four thousand soldiers. That was to say, more than four thousand soldiers had disregarded the military rules and had intimate contact with the Abyssal Sirens. Was this still the Riptide Regiment with strict military discipline?
If Léger hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such a thing would happen in Riptide. This was a strong force built by his father, the Knight of Conrad. How could it have fallen to such a state?!
From early morning to noon, everyone's curses were finally lifted. However, the magicians who followed the army were almost exhausted. Sassoux, who came to help, also looked exhausted. The Purifying Crystal's luster was getting dimmer. Fortunately, this Purifying Crystal was big enough and contained enough energy. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to lift so many people's curses.
In fact, other than Guevara, no one knew the value of the Purifying Crystal because it was too rare. It was said that the Purifying Crystal could only be found in extremely deep places. Most of the Abyssal Races were good at using curses, and the Purifying Crystal that could lift curses was controlled by them. This brought a lot of pressure to the races on the surface. If it weren't for the priests, perhaps the Abyssal Races could have swept the entire continent with their curses alone.
Seeing that everything was over, Léger quickly stepped forward and greeted Guevara, "Sir, thank you for your hard work."
Guevara waved his hand casually and said, "It's nothing." Then he saw Léger's worried expression and asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy? "
"Ah, no." Léger quickly shook his head. Then he unconsciously looked at the soldiers who were cursed in the distance. He wondered if he should arrange for someone to record their names. Breaking the military rules was a serious matter.
Guevara was very experienced. He could roughly analyze the reason just by looking at Léger's expression and where his gaze landed.
After thinking for a while, Guevara said, "Child, let me ask you a question."
"Go ahead." Léger retracted his gaze and stood beside Guevara respectfully.
"If your father was still around, and I'm saying if, do you think your father would punish these soldiers?"
Although Léger was surprised that Guevara knew what he was thinking, he still thought for a while and answered seriously, "I don't think so. There are too many of them. If he decided to punish more than 4,000 soldiers at once, it might lead to some negative consequences."
Guevara shook his head in disappointment and said, "This is just your analysis from your own perspective. Why don't you try to put yourself in the soldiers' perspective?"
Léger was stunned and said, "What do you mean …"
"What I mean is very simple. Soldiers are also made of flesh and blood. They have normal desires. Moreover, strictly speaking, this kind of thing is not considered a violation of military rules, right?"
"You mean, just let it go?" Léger was a little unwilling. It was not that he had to make things difficult for these soldiers. He also knew that this kind of temptation was not something that ordinary people could resist. However, in Léger's mind, Riptide was an extension of his father, the Knight of Conrad. From the moment he took over the army, Léger had decided to make Riptide an invincible army. This way, he would be worthy of his father's reputation as the Knight of Conrad.
However, reality was often far from ideal. Léger could not accept the fact that so many people in the army could not resist the temptation of the Siren of the Abyss. He even felt that it was a disgrace to let such people stay in the army.
"Fine," Guevara sighed. Guevara sighed. He felt that Lei Zhe was being stubborn. "Even if they violated military discipline, they risked their lives to take down Black Raven City for you. Their merits and demerits offset their faults. Is that okay?"
Léger was stunned for a while and said helplessly, "Since Mr. Guevara is speaking for them, this matter … should be put to rest."
On another street, Han Jin suddenly stopped. He shook his head and said in a low voice, "What a disappointment."
"What's wrong?" Sunier asked with concern.
"I did a lot to take down Black Raven City, didn't I?" Han Jin smiled.
"Of course, everyone saw it clearly!"
"But … it seems that we have nothing to do with it now."
"Why do you say that?"
"Just now, you saw that they were counting the spoils. The generals were very excited. They regarded it as a shared harvest."
"Is that wrong?" Sunier asked curiously.
"Do you think 'everyone' includes us?"
Sunier was stunned. Han Jin continued, "If I go to Lang Ning and ask him for a batch of magic crystals, will he give them to me?"
"He will. But what you did … put him in a difficult position. Those generals may dislike you." Sunier replied softly, "Because it's against military rules!"
"Yes, I know it's against military rules. But I risked my life for nothing?" Han Jin raised his eyebrows.
"You can't say that." Sunier said seriously, "When you rushed into Black Raven City, Lang Ning and those generals saw the battle through the X-Ray Eye. They admire you very much!"
"Admire? How much is it worth? " Han Jin smiled, "If they give me all the magic crystals and I admire them, will they agree?"
"There are still many things to deal with. When things calm down, Léger and Lang Ning will reward the soldiers. Don't worry, you won't run away!"
"Reward? Do you think I'll accept rewards from others? "Han Jin's expression was cold.
Sunier paused. She knew that her words were inappropriate and hurt Han Jin's self-esteem. But in a moment of desperation, she didn't know how to salvage the situation.
"Are you serious? Léger and Lang Ning will be so stingy? " Morrisons who had been listening for a long time finally couldn't help but shout. He helped Sunier out of the situation, "Raphael, you don't have to do anything! I'll talk to them! "
"Come back!" Han Jin smiled helplessly, "Don't mess around! Otherwise, they'll think that I'm only worth a few magic crystals. "
Han Jin had to admit that being a soldier was a special profession. In the eyes of the generals, he, Sunier, and Morrisons were only friends. They were only friends and not brothers who would go through life and death together. Of course, from Léger and Lang Ning's point of view, they would hope that their subordinates would stick together. But to Han Jin, he felt like an outsider. This was why he left the central square. It was too boring.
The generals and soldiers came and went. If they had something to ask, they would go to Léger and Lang Ning. If they had something to discuss, they would go to their colleagues. If they had something to do, they would go to their subordinates. No matter what they did, they had nothing to do with Han Jin. Moreover, this was normal. Han Jin didn't have a military position, so they didn't need to communicate with Han Jin.
But what Han Jin hated the most was the feeling of being isolated, especially in this strange world. He needed friends more than ever. Besides, he had just risked his life to attack the defense line of Black Raven City, but now he was forgotten in the blink of an eye, which made him very uncomfortable, even though the generals didn't mean it.
"Raphael, why do you always mention magic crystals now?" Sunier lowered her voice and asked, "Are they … running out?"
"Yes, I told you last time."
"Last time? How come I don't remember? "Sunier was stunned," Isn't that too fast?! I remember that we bought hundreds of magic crystals in Isolated Cliff City! "
"Now I use more than a dozen magic crystals every day. That's not enough," Han Jin said, "Have you forgotten what I told you last time in Nuremberg?"
"Nuremberg?"
"That time when I went to see you last night."
"That time when you spent the night together?" Morrisons interrupted, "At that time, I made a bet with Sassoux …"
"Get out!" Han Jin and Sunier shouted at the same time.
(I recommend Great Master San Jie's new book, "First Grade Official". Great Master San Jie is a man of few words. Just look at the cover of his works and you'll know that. He's about the same as me, and we both love history. Recently, Great Master San Jie has been enlightened and understands that he shouldn't let his emotions get too heavy when writing.
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