I'm also trying to survive today [Western Fantasy]

When Lord Kyle came out, he was as silent as usual, appearing abruptly in the center of the battlefield.

The man in the hood was startled. With his strength, he had already monitored the entire battlefield, but he didn't realize how this man appeared?

Danger!To escape!

The man in the hood is very decisive, and he doesn't even want the family property he has accumulated for many years. The last order he gave was to let his army of dead spirits stop the person who suddenly appeared at all costs. The most powerful black knight rushed up and was a Self-destruct.

Such a decisive move made Julian stunned him. The strength of a necromancer is largely reflected in his huge army of necromancers. It can be said that without this army, the strength of the hooded man is at least as strong as drop in half.

But even so, the hooded man didn't hesitate at all. It can be said that in terms of combat, his intuition was terrifyingly accurate.

Unfortunately, what the Hood did was a joke to Kyle.

In other words, the hooded man guessed that Kyle was very strong, but he didn't guess that he could be so strong.

If the black knight's self-destruction is normal, let alone the gray tower, including the small hill where the gray tower is located, it can be blown flat, but Kyle just waved his hand casually, and the impact of the explosion was compressed into one Small black beads the size of your thumb.

He casually threw the bead to Julian, "I gave it to you. Throwing it out when there is danger in the future, the effect should not be good." After he finished speaking, he paused, and added: "But you should remember to run faster , The scope of this thing is very large, don't involve yourself in it."

Seeing the small bead with astonishing explosive power flying towards him, Julian was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating. He leaped nimbly and tightly grabbed the bead into his hand.

After hearing Lord Kyle's words, I couldn't laugh or cry. Is this thing used to die together...

When Kyle condensed the small bead, he caught the hooded man.

The hooded man, who was extremely powerful to Julian, was as helpless as a rabbit in Kyle's hands.

After Kyle picked up the person, he suddenly sniffed it, frowned, and shook it vigorously. The person under the hood suddenly made a weird clicking sound, which sounded like the sound of many bones rubbing together.

Kyle threw the man on the ground in disgust, and wiped his hands vigorously: "I have seen a lot of necromancers, and there are a few who transformed themselves into liches, but there are not many people who fail like you. There was a rotten smell from the bones and frames."

The hooded man lay on the ground without speaking, and Kyle obviously didn't want to ask him what he meant. After finishing his speech, he looked at Julian and said seriously: "I saved your life."

Julian felt his scalp go numb: "Yes, thank you very much for your help."

Kyle blinked and said nothing, as if waiting for Julian to say something more.

Julian: ...

He thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Otherwise, I'll make you a small dessert?"

Only then did Kyle nodded in satisfaction: "I want something I haven't eaten."

Julian held back his smile and promised: "No problem, I can give you a special offering for three consecutive days, and I guarantee that there will be no duplicates."

Kyle's eyes lit up, then dimmed again. He shook his head: "No need." Glancing at the hooded man lying on the ground, he said with disgust, "He's only worth a dessert."

Julian: ...

Hold back!Can't laugh!Don't you want to lose face!

Hooded Man: ...I choose death!

Due to the final choice of the hooded man, the undead army who would besiege Jonathan in the tower also gave up their single-word goal and swarmed out to besiege Kyle. After losing the opponent of the black knight, Owen took the initiative to find After joining the returning undead army, he could completely crush those skeletons with his strength, and it didn't take much effort to solve all the skeletons.

As soon as Kyle appeared, he felt relieved. If even the 'suspected' epic knight Kyle couldn't deal with this necromancer, then no matter how hard he struggled, it would be useless.

Owen walked to Julian's side, looked at the wound on his body, and there was a hint of distress in his eyes. Since Kyle had already known the relationship between the two of them and there was no one else around, he didn't bother to hide his feelings. Checking the wounds on his body, but not seeing one, he felt more self-blame in his heart, always feeling that he did not protect Julian well, which put him in such a dangerous situation.

Obviously Owen didn't say anything, Julian looked at the pity on his face, and felt his cheeks get hot inexplicably.

This kind of love that doesn't need words and candid expression makes him a little uncomfortable. He is obviously a modern person, but he feels that he has lost to Owen's enthusiasm...

Kyle watched silently for a while, feeling a little full for some reason... He rubbed his stomach in doubt, wondering why he felt full when he obviously didn't eat anything just now?

But soon, this kind of trouble was forgotten when I heard that Julian was going to make him a small dessert. Why bother so much, dessert is eternal!

It didn't take too long to deal with the necromancer, and Owen was professional in this regard.

Although the guy was still trying to escape, within Kyle's monitoring range, everything he did was in vain.

Owen didn't interrogate him, or ordinary interrogation is not very meaningful to a necromancer. For a person who has almost lost his body, many methods will not work.

So Owen chose another way to read his soul directly.

As a lich who failed to transform, the hooded man—no, he can no longer be called a hooded man. Without the cover of the hood, the real body of this necromancer was suddenly exposed in front of everyone.

Due to Kyle's timely appearance, the knights under Julian were seriously injured but none of them died. Under the premise that he supplied healing potions regardless of the cost, most of the seriously injured and wounded recovered, at least maintaining their ability to move.

When these people saw the true figure of the hooded man, they couldn't help but gasp. Several of them couldn't help but made the prayer gesture of the Church of the Holy Light, and they were still chanting silently.

The necromancer's body lost all its muscles, leaving only a mottled skeleton with a bad smell.His appearance shocked everyone. Julian even suspected that the education he had received in the past 30 years was fake. How could people still be alive when they are like this?

Oh yes, I forgot, I have already crossed over, this world even has magic, it seems that it is nothing to live like this...

So Julian calmed down.

After Owen read the memory of the necromancer, a light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up, pretending to be nonchalant.

Julian went to make dessert for Lord Kyle, and Owen took the remaining knights to deal with the follow-up matters.

It has to be said that the appearance of this necromancer gave Julian a serious wake-up call. When Owen helped him sum up later, he realized that only one person had caused the death of dozens of people.

Most of these dozens of people were unlucky and happened to live very close to the fields. Before Owen and the others could rescue them in time, they died in their sleep. The rest were servants in the Gray Tower, among them Including the two controlled servants.

Julian looked at the corpses being transported back, his face was livid. He had killed people by himself in the past, but those were all vicious gangsters. Now he saw the villagers he was familiar with die silently like this with his own eyes. There is an indescribable sadness in my heart.

This world is too unfriendly to these ordinary civilians, even if they work diligently and live hard, but the anger of a strong man makes these people die innocently.

Julian's anger reached its peak after learning from Owen that the mothers of Anthony's victims had also died at the hands of the Necromancer. He wanted to do something to vent, but sadly found that if Kyle hadn't If your lord arrives in time, he too will be one of those victims.

"It's all my fault, I'm the one who got them into trouble." Julian, who was always full of energy, fell listlessly on the bed, staring at the ceiling with absent-minded eyes.

"It has nothing to do with you." Owen hugged him into his arms, gently stroked his hair and comforted him: "You are a smart person, and smart people shouldn't be fooled into dead ends. You know very well that no matter what you do, they should kill or they will kill. , Don’t take other people’s faults on yourself.”

Julian buried his head in Owen's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "But I still feel a little guilty, if I had..."

"There is no if." Owen said decisively: "You just did what a normal person should do, resisting for your own survival."

Julian: "...I know, I'm just a little sad, they...are innocent."

Owen kissed the top of his hair: "Innocent people die every day, but it's not your fault. All you can do is send them some generous pensions, and that's enough."

"Really?" Julian looked up at him, a rare fragility appeared in his blue eyes, as if he wanted to seek Owen's support.

"Of course." Owen gave an affirmative answer without hesitation: "You have no idea what your existence means to them. Believe me, if those people know that they sacrificed for you, their relatives will only will feel happy."

Julian looked at Owen steadily, and suddenly said, "I didn't even know you were so good at comforting people."

Owen smiled, and said honestly: "It's because of you that I said that. If it's someone else...I'll let him die."

Julian: ...

All right, you are still the slightly scumbag Owen, but I still like you very much.

Owen Diary:

How could Julian take the fault on himself?This obviously has nothing to do with him.

Fortunately, Julian has always been smart, but he got into a dead end for a while, and he recovered after I enlightened him a few words.

When he asked me why I was so good at instructing people, I hesitated for a while. In fact, I could give a tall answer, but looking into Julian's eyes, I couldn't help but tell the truth.

Yes, I am the selfish Owen who never thinks about others except those I care about. I admit that I am not a good person, but I still hope that Julian can accept this selfish me.

I was so nervous at the time that I had already devised many ways to imprison Julian in my mind. Fortunately, none of them were used in the end. Julian accepted me like this, and I felt an uncontrollable ecstasy in my heart. .

Perhaps, I can be more confident about how much Julian loves me!

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In fact, Owen's attributes haven't changed much. He is definitely not a good person, but he can't be called a bad person either.