Benjamin had never seen Miles react to such an extent.
"This sword... do you know what it is used for?" Looking at Miles who quickly came up to him, he frowned in confusion and asked.
"Of course I know." Miles said slowly in a calm voice, "The legendary Holy Sword, an artifact given by God to the two brothers Cain and Abel, has the power to purify all curses in the world."
When Benjamin heard this, he shrugged incredulously.
"It's a god and it's a legend. Do you believe this?"
Perhaps it was because it was too damaged. From this broken sword, Benjamin did not see what the level of the artifact should look like. There is a lot of spiritual power gathered in the sword, which can keep the corpse fresh. Other than that, there seems to be nothing special about it.
Mainly... the Broken Sword gave him a rather eerie feeling, not like a treasure given by God.
"I'm not religious, but I believe everything has its reason." Miles said solemnly, "Give it to me. I entered the Valley of God's Abandonment just for it."
"All right."
When Benjamin heard this, he shook his head helplessly and threw the broken sword to Miles.
There was an agreement before he came in, and he definitely couldn't break it. Although the broken holy sword sounded very powerful, he didn't know how to use it, and the strange spiritual power inside the broken sword also made him feel uncomfortable.
He had confirmed that the "spiritual radiation" released by the broken sword would not hurt anyone, but he still felt that the sword was weird, so he simply gave it to Miles - everyone's attitude was so persistent.
However, what surprised him was that Miles took the sword and without hesitation used the edge of the broken sword to draw a blood mark on his arm.
Is this... a blood sacrifice
"What are you doing?" Benjamin couldn't help asking.
Miles looked at the blood slowly seeping out of his wound, and was silent for a while before replying: "Remove the curse."
Benjamin subconsciously asked: "What curse?"
Miles closed his mouth tightly and did not speak.
With blood oozing out, he stared at his arm like a terminally ill patient waiting for the doctor's verdict. The atmosphere became inexplicably heavy.
When Benjamin saw this, he couldn't help but feel confused.
It seems... there is no reaction
Miles just scratched his arm with the broken sword, and a lot of blood flowed out. However, the broken sword did not shine, and the spiritual power contained in it did not change at all.
"Um... do you really know how to use this sword?" Benjamin asked again.
Miles took a deep breath and said nothing, but there was a terrible paranoia in his eyes. At that moment, he raised the broken sword again, and the force he exerted was quite scary, as if he wanted to make more cuts on himself.
Benjamin hurriedly walked over and took hold of his raised right hand, intending to stop this senseless act of self-mutilation.
Are you kidding me? Even if you shed blood to recognize your master, it wouldn't be so dripping, right
At first, Miles even tried to push Benjamin away, determined to harm himself. Benjamin could only kneel him in the stomach to force him to calm down.
"What's the curse that forces me to cut myself into pieces with a knife? Calm down!" Benjamin advised him while supporting him.
"You..." Miles bent over, holding his stomach, and glared at Benjamin.
The knee just now was quite heavy, but there was nothing I could do about it. As a professional mercenary with strong physical fitness, Benjamin would definitely not dare to hold back when facing Miles.
"If you really want to harm yourself, I can't stop you." Benjamin shook his head and continued, "But you... But what are you doing? Is self-harm fun? What about lifting the curse? What else? What's going on with this sword? You'd better explain it to me, or I'll destroy this sword."
Miles was silent for a long time, shook his head, suddenly threw the broken sword aside, covered his face and collapsed on the ground.
Benjamin had never seen Miles look so desperate.
"So... the curse you are talking about is your constitution that is immune to all magic?" He thought for a while and could only ask tentatively.
Miles was silent again. But in the end, he nodded.
"Being rejected by the elements, you can regard it as a curse, but it is also one of the most unique talents!" Benjamin couldn't understand it at all, and quickly advised, "It's too late for others to envy you, so why are you in a hurry to give it away? Get rid of it?”
"That's because you don't understand the price involved." After hesitating for a moment, Miles finally spoke, "You... have you heard of the Abyss Trial?"
Benjamin frowned.
"what is that?"
Miles took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said slowly: "In an underground cave where I couldn't see my fingers, for two months, only one of the six brothers and sisters could come out alive. And when he came out After that, pierce his heart with the fangs of the Flame Beast, and then drink the blood of the Snake of Nothingness. If he miraculously survives, he will be despised by the world because of the sin of fratricide, and gain this A lingering curse.”
Hearing this, Benjamin couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.
This is... the so-called method of building a demon-free physique
Benjamin couldn't understand at all how this process worked. It sounds like the most primitive superstitious ingredients, which have nothing to do with regular magic and elements.
After doing that, will you be immune to all magic? real or fake
However, facing Miles who looked desperate, he really couldn't ask these questions.
"you… "
"That's right." Miles seemed to know what he was going to ask. He nodded and said, "I killed my other five brothers with my own hands and ate their flesh and blood. If I didn't do this, I wouldn't have done it at all. There was no way to survive, there was nothing in that cave. At the beginning, everyone would comfort each other and vowed never to cooperate with the abyss trial. But within a few days... they said the most loyal words, and the stones in their hands were also facing each other. Hit on the back of the head."
Benjamin got goosebumps when he heard it.
"Why are you doing this?"
"If we don't do this, our father will kill us all." Miles seemed to gradually calm down, just a little too calm, like an old man about to lie in a coffin, "Actually, the guilt of fratricide It didn't even appear in that cave. After all, others are sneaking up on you, and you are also sneaking up on others. Everything is natural and no one feels wrong. "
"But... isn't your father a knight from the Kingdom of Hori?" Benjamin couldn't help but ask, remembering what Miles said in the cemetery.
"Yes." Miles said coldly, "It's just that as a knight, maybe his career was too failed, so he focused all his energy on how to cultivate a sinful person."
Benjamin still couldn't quite understand.
"Anyway, isn't this approach too extreme?"
"You should tell him this." Miles snorted and said, "But he's already dead, so it's useless to say anything."
Benjamin asked again: "Your father... what did he pay so much for?"
"Maybe it's for revenge." Miles' tone sounded particularly cold. "His father was once a paladin. He died at the hands of a mage. He was also humiliated because he failed to execute the order. Even the church died. Deprived his father of the title of Holy Knight. Therefore, he hates all mages in the world. And he himself is incompetent, so he wants to use me to take revenge on all mages."
When Benjamin heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head.
Who are these people
He never expected that Miles would have such a life experience. Fraudulence, cannibalism, family hatred... Benjamin could not see any trace of it on his former careless face.
And what about the abyss trial? Is this raising gu
He had many questions about this method, but he really didn't want to ask any more questions.
"Those are things in the past, and you did not do it voluntarily. There is no need to blame yourself for these." Benjamin comforted, "This talent has certainly shouldered a lot of sins, but... the talent itself is not wrong. Since you can’t get rid of it, accept it, use it, and let yourself live well.”
"I understand." Miles lowered his head and was silent for a while before he said, "I also want to live well, but the monsters trained in the abyss trial can only live until the age of twenty-eight."
Having said this, he took a deep breath, looked at Benjamin with empty eyes, and then said: "I only have three years left."