I, Dayan of the senior department, never dies

"They unleashed weird magic spells, and captured all the villagers in the blink of an eye."

"They must have found more than our village."

They followed behind him, step by step.

"It's the Demon Race."

He knew the origin of this spell.He had learned of this savage but effective spell from a friend.

"The demons...but...why do they dare to come to Great Flame? They...are they trying to start a war!"

When Yao Laichang was in school, he accidentally read a book about the Mozu, which recorded the origin of the name Mozu and the evil things they did.

"Instigating war... Maybe, or maybe, they are performing an evil ritual."

"ceremony……"

Yao Laichang looked at him puzzled.

"Yes. A ritual that is honor to them, disaster to us."

Bai Tian turned around and looked at the two, his calm face showing a bit of softness.

"Good boy, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. If it weren't for your prayers, I don't know how long it would take to discover their evil deeds."

"Ah... no no no... god... god, this is what we should do... and... we just want to save ourselves..."

Yao Laichang never came here and thought that he would be thanked by the gods. At this moment, he felt that the books he had read seemed to be blank paper, and he had to think for a long time before he could even say an ordinary response.

"Good boys, Yu will send you to the station in the nearest city. Let's live there for the time being, how about I arrange you when Yu comes back?"

"Please leave all the rest to Yu. Whether it's revenge or killing the enemy."

"...Yes, there is God Lord..."

Yao Laichang stammered and arched his hands, but felt that this seemed a little impolite, and for a while he didn't know what to do.

"There is no need to be too polite. These things should be regarded as Yu's apology for failing to fulfill his duties."

"This...how can this work...Fumei, Fumei, thank the gods..."

"Ah...thank...thank you..."

"Brave boy, take it easy, the disaster is over and life will be better."

Looking at the dumb fox girl beside Yao Laichang, the expression on Bai Tian's face became more kind, and he raised his hand to rub the girl's head as a compliment.

"Come on, then, boys."

During the day, Yun Tuan was called, and the two people who were a little scared took them to a nearby city post, and told the post, who was frightened by his sudden appearance, to take good care of the two and then left again.

"...Brother Laichang."

"What's wrong, Miss Fu?"

The fox girl tugged at Yao Laichang's arm, and smiled at the latter's concerned greeting.

"I know why so many people like Shenjun."

Back to 37 Whoever kills me will be rewarded with a hundred

[North of Kazdale]

Marjorie is an active Sarkaz conscript who just joined the army this year. Today he is guarding No.60 in the frontier fortress [Ruins] for eight days.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and it's only just passed June.

"Hey, do you have any wine?"

He shouted to his teammate who was booing back.

"First of all, my name is not Hey, my name is Abdul Basset Siddah."

"Secondly, no wine."

Marjorie couldn't remember such a long name of his teammate, but he did know that his teammate came from Wang Ting. He seemed to have worked as a servant of a very powerful nobleman and knew a lot.

"Okay, okay...no wine, only hot water."

He wrapped his blanket tightly, trying to block out the escaping heat.

"Hi... Sida."

He wanted to find someone to talk to, otherwise it would be too difficult to keep silent in such a cold day.

"what happened?"

Xida took his piece of dried sandworm leg, and cut off a few pieces with a knife to prepare some soup for soaking in water.

"What do you think the Gorefiends who captured so many people in the past some time ago wanted to do... Hey, what are you doing?"

He was suddenly hit by a teammate with a stone. Although it only fell into the chest, it was too much for no reason.

"Those guys are the personal guards of the Gorefiend Maharaja. If you don't want to be caught as a blood bag, don't talk about it."

"...Okay...Okay."

Seeing his teammates so secretive, Marjorie had to forcefully change the subject.

"Those people...are from the Yan Kingdom."

He took a look from a distance, those people... are like meat beasts...

There are only young and strong...not a single person.

"If you do this, won't you be found by those Yan people?"

"Why do you think they picked this time to go?"

Cedar's words aroused Marjorie's curiosity.

"why?"

Xida took a branch he picked up, peeled off the bark, stirred it in the iron box a few times, and then replied:

"I can only tell you that someone's birthday is about to pass, and those bold young people want to show their performance, find something new and give it to that person who has never tasted it before."

"……so?"

Marjorie didn't understand what this had to do with what she had just asked.

"That one has lived for nearly 400 years, and there are only a few bloods in this world that he has never tasted."

"Which ones?"

"The blood of the Agor people, the blood of the devil king, and... the blood of the Yan people."

"I can understand the first two..."

Marjorie thought about it.

Agor lived in the water, came and went without a trace, and didn't even know whether he existed or not, and it was too far away from Kazdel to be worth going.

The Demon King is the pinnacle of all Sarkaz, and even the Blood Demon Monarch cannot ask for blood and say he wants to taste it.

But the people of Yan Kingdom... are they all dissatisfied?

"That place in Yan Kingdom... is very evil."

Xida looked up at him, and poured half of the soup in the tin box into a cup.

"Here, have a drink."

"Oh! Thanks."

Marjorie took the cup in surprise, and took a sip regardless of whether the soup was hot or not.

"Huh! Cool!"

After a mouthful of hot soup, the whole body warmed up.

"Xida, you haven't finished yet, why can't you touch the blood of Yan people?"

"Because I can't beat it."

Sida sat next to him, with his back against the stone wall and his eyes on the fire.

"Because, we, the Demon King, Kazdel, can't defeat Yan Kingdom."

"Yan Guo calls his people... people over there, and Yan Guo protects his people very well."

"Yan people will not ignore their compatriots being insulted, will not tolerate people being plundered by foreigners, and will not let everyone who invades Yan country go."

"Sida...what's the matter with you?"

Marjorie felt something was wrong with his teammates.

He usually doesn't talk so much.

"Marjorie, the war..."

"war?"

Cedar looked away from the fire, looked at his young companion, and sighed.

"They snatched away so many Yan people, so many young people... Where do you think the old and the young have gone?"

"They were all killed or sucked dry. Those blood demons are doing nothing every day, how could they let them go."

"Do you think Yanhui didn't react in the slightest to such a big incident?"

"Do you think...with their defensive character, they will let Sarkaz go."

"so……"

Marjorie looked at him, and had a bad guess in his heart.

"Yes, Marjorie. The war is coming."

and……

Is the current Kazdel really capable of fighting against that mysterious ancient country?

Sida didn't know.

"Marjorie, if, you have family... Ah, forgot, you are an orphan."

"Huh? Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

Although what the other party said was true, Marjorie always felt scolded.

"Orphan, it's good to be an orphan. At least this hatred will not continue to your next generation."

"Hey, Sedar, what are you talking about?"

"Look at the sky, Marjorie."

"what?"

Although a little confused, Marjorie still raised his head.

"what happened?"

"There will be shooting stars today."

"what?"

Marjorie gave Sida a strange look.

What are you talking about, the clouds tonight are blacker than the feathers of a black crow, not to mention the meteor shower, not even the moonlight...

"Does it look good?"

"what……"

Marjorie didn't answer.

He felt that this teammate was a little crazy, saying that there are meteors if there are meteors.

"But, Cedar. Don't you think this shooting star is a bit strange?"

Marjorie asked him, looking at the clouds that looked like bread sliced ​​by a knife.

"Is it strange? It's just... retribution."

Xida lowered his head and blew on the cold soup, before gulping it down.