"I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him! Hang him! Burn him! No! Tie him up, and I'm going to cut him into pieces! I'm going to hang his body on the city gate and let him Crows pecking at his eyes!!"
Bonfret's eyes were red and the muscles on his face were twisted, roaring at Adric and Ruhl's angry roar in the tent. This Sir Sir's handsome face was terribly distorted, his eyes were round, he was panting heavily, the muscles of his cheeks were stretched out, his fists were clenched, and his wrists were still red from the ties of beef tendons. Mark, anxious like a mad dog walking back and forth in the tent.
"That bastard! That vulgar low-class man! That bastard who tried to murder me! I want to kill him! I want him to die!!"
Seeing that Adric's face was getting more and more impatient, the scar on his face was shaking, and Luer next to him was screaming badly. If this little white face continued to roar like this, I was afraid that this domineering general would dare to draw his sword directly to this guy. Smashed on the spot.
The fat man hurried up and hugged the runaway Bonfret, and said with a loud laugh, "Sir, Sir Bonfret, please calm down, I'll figure it out later..."
"What's not to understand!" Bonfret screamed like a frightened teenage girl: "That bastard! He dared to tie me up and put me in the warehouse! He dared to push me to the battlefield alone He is murder! He wants to kill me!!"
Adrick snorted heavily, he stood up, and put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. This action suddenly startled Bonfret. He quickly stepped back and pointed at Adrick and shouted: "You! What do you want to do! Adric, don't forget your identity! You are a soldier of the Empire... I, I am the Observation Envoy! You, your people dare to treat me..."
Adric resisted the urge to swing his sword out without looking at the little white face, and strode out of the tent.
Ruhr came up and patted the terrified Bonfret on the shoulder. Bonfret shivered suddenly, but looking at the smile on Ruhr's face, he seemed to be refreshed immediately: "General Ruhr, you want to Testify for me! These guys from the Thirteenth Corps, they all want to assassinate me! These lowly people, these bastards are trying to murder me!!"
The smile on Ruhr's face was kind, and the smiling look made Bonfret a lot relieved.
"Well... Dear Lord Bonfret, I suggest that you don't make such a loud noise. After all, we are still stationed in the Thirteenth Corps." Ruhr seemed to remind him kindly, and then he lowered his voice and said: "You See, while you've been treated somewhat disrespectfully - oh please don't stare, well, I admit it's a disgraceful offense to any nobleman. But... there's always good in everything side, what do you think?"
"Okay, the good side?!" Bonfret was furious: "General Ruhr, are you kidding me too!"
"Of course not." Ruhl shook his head vigorously, and then he smiled: "As far as I know, you did go to the battlefield yourself, facing Odin's Hastings alone..."
"I was tied up!" Bonfret swayed his legs as soon as yesterday's scene sounded, and the experience of urinating incontinence on the spot made him even more ashamed and inexplicable, and screamed in a gaffe: "That guy wants to kill me!"
"Wait, don't worry..." Fatty smiled with a good temper: "I understand your anger at being tied to the battlefield, but... think about it, others don't know that you were tied up! And... no matter what. How to say it, the facts in front of you are: on the battlefield, Lord Bonfret faced Odin's Hastings decisive battle, and Hastings was injured and fled..."
"That guy isn't me..." Bonfret's voice was much lower.
"But others don't know, especially the Odins don't." The fat man grinned, and he smiled slyly: "Look, it is a great honor to fight against Hastings alone on the battlefield! , this time His Highness the Crown Prince sent you to the front line for the purpose of not being... "
He looked at Bonfret and kept his voice very low: "So... the one who fought against Hastings! It's Bonfret! And you... are Bonfret. Tens of thousands of soldiers can say this. What you hear."
Bonfret was tempted.
"So, that guy can't be killed for the time being." Ruhl smiled: "At least, until this military feat has truly fallen on your head, before that, he can be regarded as a witness. Besides... It's just a small soldier, after the overall situation is settled, how do you want to rectify him, are you still afraid that he will fly?"
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When Ruhl walked out of the tent, Adric was outside explaining some things to several lieutenants. Watching the fat man come out, Adric sneered: "Have you coaxed that kid?"
"Ha, he is indeed a child, a spoiled child." The fat man pouted: "But this child is by the side of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... Well, the person next to the pillow. It's just a few words of coaxing. , and it doesn't cost us anything."
Adric sneered.
The fat man sighed: "I know you are very proud, these things, let me do it, anyway, in everyone's eyes, I am a runaway rabbit, and this sell... ****, fucking ass selling Rabbit, it doesn't make much difference."
Adrick took a deep look at Fatty, suddenly went up and patted Fatty on the shoulder, and said solemnly, "You are an excellent soldier, General Ruhr."
Immediately, he sighed: "I have to go see that kid... that kid's situation is not very good."
Ruhl grinned and sucked in the cool air, rubbed the patted shoulder, watched Adric leave, and suddenly called out from behind: "Hey, Adric!"
"what?"
"You..." Fatty hesitated for a while, then suddenly caught up with a few steps, lowered his voice and said, "Don't think I can't see it, that kid is..."
A glimmer of light flashed in Adrick's eyes, staring at Ruhr: "You know that too?"
Fatty sighed: "Nonsense, we are not very different in age. Although I have never seen what happened back then, I always have ears and have heard about it..."
"Then please keep it a secret!" Adrick immediately interrupted Ruhr sternly: "Knowing these things is almost dead, I don't know exactly what you know, how much you know, but... no matter what you know How much, please put these things in your stomach. This is not my request, but my advice."
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Xi Ya sat in the tent alone in a daze. Sharba and Cato had just left, Kevin's body had been buried, and the close friends of the Guards who had a close relationship with Kevin all cried bitterly.
But only Xia Ya, he never shed a single tear. Even when Sharba and Cato were worried that this guy came to see him, Xia Ya's expression was still calm, as if he was going crazy at the camp gate today. The person called is not at all like him.
Xiaya sat on the bed, holding a linen cloth in his hand, wiping his fire fork over and over again. He was so fascinated by it that he didn't even notice when Adrick walked in. It wasn't until Adrick stood in front of Char that Chara suddenly raised his head.
"Sit down." Adrick held Xi Ya's shoulders and looked at the bandages wrapped around Xi Ya's body: "How's the injury?"
Xia Ya smiled: "I can't die."
The turtle's smile is still as simple and straightforward as usual, and there is not even a trace of sadness in his eyes. Adrick sighed and looked at the fire fork in Char's hand, his expression changed slightly, then turned his head and turned his eyes elsewhere: "You..."
"I'm fine, General." Xia suddenly spoke in a relaxed tone.
"Huh?" Adrick was a little surprised.
"I'm really fine." Xia's tone was serious: "This is war, and war will always kill people. I understand this truth - it's just that this time the death fell on Kevin, and the next time, maybe it will be It's my turn. Things always happen, so…”
His tone was too calm, almost indifferent, which made Adrick's brows twitch: "Do you really think so?"
"Really." Xia's expression was calm: "When I saw Kevin die today, I felt very angry, and I even wanted to rush out of the camp gate with a weapon to kill all the Odins. But Now... I'm not angry anymore."
Having said that, Xiaya even smiled! His smile was relaxed and happy, but the unusual indifference in his eyes made Adric wary.
"My adoptive father once told me a sentence - well, although that old guy is not a good thing, but some of his words are still very reasonable, he said: in the face of powerless things, blindly sad or angry or manic , these are the actions of cowards."
Xia sighed, as if to spit out the stagnation in his chest, he squinted and smiled: "So, I am not without anger, nor without sadness - it's just that I don't allow myself to do this. I... choose to do it!"
"Do? What?" Adric looked at Xi Ya strangely.
Xiaya frowned, his expression was serious and serious, and he replied softly: "Kill people, kill the Odins. This is my plan, I will do it step by step - until one day I kill them all."
"Can… "
"I know it's difficult." Xia sneered: "Well, as for the Odins, although there are a lot of them, I will kill a little today, a little tomorrow, and kill them slowly, until I kill them. It's better to have something to do than to waste time grieving."
Kill a little today, kill a little tomorrow, kill until you can't kill...
Adrick took a deep breath, and he was shocked by the indifference in Xiaya's tone that was almost translucent!