Chapter 901

"Name."

A soft breeze like tone floated in the dark room, but it was as cold as winter from the population.

"Carl Colin!"

The prepared night watchman standing behind LUT infinite stood up sharply and spoke quickly.

He knew that this might be the only chance in his life.

"You're from east Saxony, and you're Baron Colin's only son." Ruth infinit turned around, his eyes like solar flares. "He looked up and down enthusiastically at the prepared night watchman, with an appreciative smile on his mouth.

But it's not looking at people, it's more like looking at an object.

"Carl Colin... Joined the night watchman for what?"

The prepared night watchman spoke without hesitation: "for the glory of the Empire, for the glory of the heavenly palace and de sallion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the smile on the corners of LUT infinite's mouth was more and more full, and there was a trace of irony.

"Well, you're a little nervous now." Ruth infinitewin smiled. "Understandable, so I'll give you two more chances... I want to be honest."

Carl Colin trembled.

"I... I'm for the family, for the revival of the family." the uneasy night watchman twitched his throat: "the Colin family has been down for a hundred years. If you want to revive the glory, it's expensive. You can only rely on the wealth and power of the sky palace and the night watchman..."

The gentle night watchman leader raised his hand and stopped him. Just when he wanted to speak, he chuckled:

"You have... One last chance."

Carl Colin, who heard the speech, suddenly lowered his head.

But Ruud infinite did not stop, but continued to look at him with great appreciation:

"Your cousin's wife is your childhood sweetheart... Like her, but dare not speak, because your family is down and can't even afford a wedding banquet, right?"

The prepared night watchman lowered his head, his eyelids trembled, and a bad feeling welled up in his heart.

"Your family owes a lot of debts because of the frame of your cousin's family; your father died of depression because his position as garrison officer was taken away by your uncle - cousin's father; your mother married your father as part of your cousin's family's plan. She no longer secretly handed over your father's information and illegal evidence to her family all the time."

"Oh, your mother's death has nothing to do with you, but I guess when she was called by the Lord, you... Well, I believe the child crying on her mother's coffin won't have the pleasure of 'revenge for great revenge', right?"

"Puff --!"

Carl Colin fell on his knees, trembling, and cold sweat gushed from his forehead like water.

"Now, honest Carl Colin, tell me what you are for." the gentle voice sounded again: "to tell the truth, I will meet your wishes."

"I..."

"Revenge on the cousins? No, no, no, no... You're a smart boy, or I wouldn't let you show up here." rut infinite shook his head:

"You know, the cousins are just used pawns. The real behind the scenes is someone who wants to exclude your family and let the people you like occupy those positions... Your talent is good. You dug out the outside line that your cousins are actually night watchmen."

"Tell me, Carl Colin;"

"Tell me, this loyal, simple and honest young man is close to my goal..."

"To kill me one day, and then..."

"... instead."

"Ah --!!!"

With a cry, Carl Colin suddenly woke up from his nightmare.

The bandage wrapped all over the body and the quilt covered on the body were soaked in cold sweat.

In a trance, I could only see myself lying in a ward like place, with a figure sitting in front of me, smiling at me faintly.

Also issued a gentle tone.

"Carl Colin?"

"Ah --?!" screamed again. The demon hunter, who was excited by the cold sweat, quickly opened his eyes, and the familiar black hair and black eyes came into view. Then he finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"Lord, Lord Loren Turin?"

"Don't move. You haven't recovered yet. You need to rest." Loren, who was confused by the other party's reaction, can only keep smiling: "master asamai has just changed your medicine, and the wound hasn't completely healed."

"This is a room of the wizard Union - there are too many wounded people to arrange a ward for you, so we can only put it here; well, next to the laboratory and the material room of alchemists, which is more convenient for nursing and treatment."

Body? wound?

Carl Colin was stunned, then he knew.

By the way, his legs and left hand have been cut off by the elf girl.

The demon hunter's eyes darkened.

"I, I've been asleep for a few days?" Carl Colin said wearily, shaking his head.

"Three days, oh... It's not the third day of that night." Loren looked at him calmly: "master asamai came in time, and the recruits with the other two wings of the sky were saved, otherwise..."

He didn't go on.

Carl Colin already knows the answer.

Three days have passed since that night?

The sudden appearance of the elf assassin almost turned the whole red blood Castle upside down, and there was sadness everywhere - the court of the Lord of Byrne and the Byrne Cathedral were almost attacked by only three elves.

The whole Byrne was undoubtedly slapped in the face!

Three years... Three years have passed since the expulsion of the governor and Bain's reunification; In three years, Byrne destroyed the Centaur tribe to the East and broke the cloud peak of the dwarf capital to the South; Within the Empire, demon hunters attacked in all directions and achieved fruitful results.

It can be said that in the past three years, Byrne, especially the demon hunters on the wings of the sky, has full confidence in himself, even quite complacent, and thinks that he is almost "second only to the Duke".

How proud the demon hunter is, how hard he fell this time!

Except for a few experienced veterans, there is no room to fight one-on-one against elf warriors; Even relying on the number of people, it is difficult to stalemate with each other, all relying on the alchemical equipment and the support of accompanying wizards at any cost.

Can only watch the Duke, in order not to let them lose their lives in vain, can only choose to tolerate and reach a compromise with the assassins; Let the assassins who broke through the palace gate and church and killed nothing leave calmly.

It's a great shame to Byrne up and down.

I also

Carl Colin sighed deeply, supporting his body with his left right hand and barely sat up.

"So... What happened... In the end?"

He didn't know whether he should ask these questions - the disabled man who lost his legs and left hand, the demon hunter and the night watchman wouldn't want them?

"The cathedral is saved, thanks to mentor Dalton." noting the change of the other party's expression, Loren quietly said: "not only that, but also caught a 'Royal Court' Elf Warrior."

"The recruit of the demon hunter who died in battle has also been properly placed and buried - externally, it is said that he was the first to find the assassin and was killed in a despicable sneak attack during the battle with the assassin." Loren shrugged and smiled:

"Take your credit, won't you have an opinion?"

Carl Colin shook his head. Of course he knew such things.

"Finally... The captain of the red blood castle guard, Youlun Eckert, died - look at the scene. It should have been attacked and killed by the escaped elf boy on the way to support the cathedral." the black haired wizard said silently:

"The son of Eckert, Earl of fury castle, who fell off his horse while hunting a long time ago; Youlun Eckert... Is his only immediate heir."

Before the words fell, Carl Colin's body shook violently, lowered his head, and unconsciously grasped the quilt with his right hand.

Youlun Eckert knew him better and knew that he was a confidant of Countess Charlotte - a simple and brave fool, an honest man who knew his identity but remained the same and never looked at him differently.

He's dead and he's still alive.

Because she was seriously injured at that time, there was no one around the countess Charlotte;

Because I saw only one assassin, I misjudged the form.

"I just went to see count Eckert yesterday. It seemed that I was suddenly ten years old." as if I didn't notice it, Loren continued: "at his age, it's not realistic to have children again... The Eckert direct line of the angry fort is likely to be cut off from now on."

He lowered his head deeply, and the demon hunter's shoulder shook violently.

"Nevertheless, we are not completely without harvest." the black haired wizard reluctantly smiled on his face: "it's lucky to have won a year, dug up the elf intelligence network in the public country, and captured an elf warrior captive."

"Oh, we also got the Elven intelligence network of the other principalities and sent several demon hunters to send the intelligence - better than nothing, but... It may be useful. After all, the other party can't just assassinate, it may be for the next step..."

"Why?" Carl Colin, with his head down, suddenly interrupted.

"Huh?"

"Why do you tell me this?" he raised his eyes and looked at the dark haired wizard with his dark pupils. "Now I... Don't need to know this anymore."

"Really?" Lauren raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't it?" snorted the demon hunter, with some self mockery in his words.

The black haired wizard picked up his shoulder and sighed, "it's not up to me, but you. You decide whether these information is useful to you. I won't force you."

"But... Carl Colin, I will fulfill my promise - no matter what way, at least fix your legs."

"Maybe it's expensive, maybe the probability of success is not high."

"But I will try. As long as you are willing and I have a way, I will try all the time."

"This is not to force or coerce you, nor is it to make you pay any price; I will complete what I promise. As for whether you leave or stay after you stand up... That's your choice."

Carl Colin was stunned.

For a moment, he suddenly wanted to laugh - because he couldn't tell the difference between the expression of Loren Turin in front of him and that of LUT infinite who left him.

What's the difference?

"Didn't I answer you this question three years ago?" Carl Colin, with his head bowed, smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth:

"You said... We are loyal not only to Byrne, not to you, but to the whole empire and even to any living person in the Empire;"

"You told us the reason... If not all, you gave us a choice;"

"If I choose a reason to die, it won't be the best one, but it must be unique." Carl Colin looked at Loren:

"So if you think I should continue to fight and continue to fight... Then I will."

"Until the day when you no longer need me to serve you!"

The voice is sonorous and powerful.

"I see." Lauren sighed softly, "Lori ZAD... Oh, it's the fairy girl. Her knife seems to contain some special 'curse' - your legs and hands are still intact, but they are completely 'dead', so I can only consider replacing you with a new prosthetic limb."

"It happens that both eboden and the silver helmet mountain dwarves have this technology. Master asamai believes that both schemes have merit, and the new product is still in the experimental stage... Carl Colin, maybe you can experience this' beyond the times' brand-new creation immediately, and no one can recognize you!"

Loren couldn't help joking.

Although it's not funny at all.

"Dong Dong Dong."

There was a gentle knock on the door, and Lucian, with an iron face, did not know when he had stood outside the door.

Carl Colin lay down in silence. The dark haired wizard got up and walked to the door.

"There's news from Boye, lottel and Elman." the grey pupil was straight to the point and didn't have much nonsense:

"Arles, East sakran, eboden and the ancient wood forest are either too far away or our people can't penetrate, so we have to wait a few more days."

"As for the imperial capital... There are too many false information, it is difficult to judge whether it is true or false, only some unreliable rumors."

Loren heard his out of string voice: "so... No good news?"

The grey pupil boy shook his head.

"To what extent?"

"It's hard to describe, but... If we use war metaphor..." Lucian swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty:

"At most, it's a draw."

The dark haired wizard was silent.

It can be seen that Lucian has said the results to the good as much as possible... In other words, at present, I'm afraid

Without saying a word, Lucian took out a letter directly from his clothes. The parchment envelope was almost soaked in the color of plasma, and he could only vaguely see the words "urgent" and "confidential".

"It's from Elman - the messenger was ambushed on the way and was just met by the demon hunter on the other side who completed the task and returned... Only the letter was brought back." the hesitant gray pupil boy closed the corners of his mouth and tried his best to contain his inner anger and prevent it from affecting his reason.

"All you want... Is in it."