"Seventeen."
He had killed seventeen Rhea cavalry, and the rest of the enemy should have dispersed without a commander.
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, soft and light, spinning and swaying in the air, mysterious and beautiful.
Lucius stumbled forward, knowing that the extremely severe blood loss had affected him, and the blood potion could only have a minimal therapeutic effect.
"If it weren't for the extraordinary characteristic of 'fight to the death', I would never be able to fight again."
But he just knew one thing. It turns out that even the passive extraordinary characteristics require weak spiritual power to maintain.
The blow that destroyed the waist and abdomen of the Orc Knight was almost fatal, and the liver ruptured.
Moreover, the power of the protective rune only lasted a moment, and it was not able to stop all the bullets at that time. The bullets of the last few people shot were not blocked by the rune, and one bullet successfully hit the femoral artery.
Dizziness.
He felt as if the ground beneath his feet had lost gravity, everything was crumbling, and everything around him was rapidly rotating in the same direction.
Lucius tried to stand firm, but he could only see the snow that kept sloping past, and then there was a buzzing sound in his ears.
Buzz…
The world fell silent.
He quietly felt the coldness caused by the contact between his cheeks and the snow. Looking at the falling snowflakes, all kinds of inexplicable and strange thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.
Why did you want to leave that city in the first place? Lucius vaguely remembered that gentle and beautiful woman, Byrne's mother, who cried and begged him, hoping that he could stay.
But he was scared.
Family, marriage, and everything about the concept of family members made Lucius feel extremely fearful. He even became restless and could not sleep all night. It was more unbearable than any sharp knife or axe.
Family means bondage, which means that he can no longer fight without restraint or do anything he wants. All property must be shared with other people for free, and the enemies also have a weakness that can be blackmailed.
Basically, it also means that he must say goodbye to the people in the mercenary group who have accompanied him for decades, and completely abandon the very familiar past in his previous life.
At that time, just thinking about it made him tremble with fear, and he felt that facing death was nothing more than that.
Lucius left with great cowardice and followed the people in the mercenary group to escape, not even daring to say goodbye to that gentle and beautiful woman. However, the people in the mercenary group did not feel surprised but just felt it was a pity.
"So that's it, I forgot..."
Thinking of this, he gradually felt more and more sleepy, and his thoughts gradually became disconnected.
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…
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So cold!
"Cough, cough, cough!"
When he opened his eyes again, he saw gradually smaller snowflakes. Blood surged out of his throat due to severe pain, causing him to cough and wake up.
Lucius sat up tremblingly, and for some reason his body seemed to be full of power again. Could it be that the "fight to the death" was reactivated after the natural recovery of spirituality?
He stood up again and suddenly found that his mind had become unusually clear.
"call."
Lucius couldn't help but feel happy and continued to move forward. New thoughts quickly emerged in his mind. Why did he go back at that time?
Just after everyone in the mercenary group died, he returned to the city he had fled from.
Everyone in the mercenary group died. At that time, Lucius had lost almost everything. He lived in a muddle all day and night, squandering the inheritance of the mercenary group, and eventually became a disgusting drunkard.
Everyone who saw him would take a detour. His whole body reeked of stench. He was so drunk every day that he couldn't even pick up the sword anymore.
Finally one day, the despicable man recalled the gentle and beautiful woman again. The selfish guy wanted to go back and get the other person's mercy, even if there was only a little comfort, it was enough to make him feel at ease again.
But he didn't see her again at all. Instead, he saw a thin, sick and dull boy while peeping outside the house.
He is like some kind of weak little animal, thin, young, and even very disturbing. He is afraid that the malice of anything can easily destroy him.
It was only in the next moment that Lucius realized that it was his son.
He confirmed this after careful inquiry, and also learned that the boy's name was Byrne, which means "Raven", the bird of wisdom and warning.
Lucius took a shower again after a long absence, shaved, and then came to the door of the house again. He wanted to knock on the door and acknowledge the other person, but he hesitated.
Byrne, he must be disgusted with himself.
So he was afraid and went back and forth several times without entering the house. He kept thinking about whether to just leave, but he couldn't rest assured at all.
After secret observation, Lucius discovered that the boy was very cowardly. If it were not for the active help of the neighbors, he would probably starve to death in isolation.
How could there be such a weak and stupid being!
Until one day, Byrne, who was barely living alone, fell completely ill.
Lucius couldn't care about anything more, so he could only rush into the house and take good care of his sleeping son, while constantly blaming himself for his cowardice.
Until the boy woke up and looked at him and asked without thinking.
"Are you my father?"
He was silent for a long time and finally nodded.
"Well, I'm your father."
The boy's innocent eyes flashed with undisguised surprise, grievance, and uneasiness, and finally he asked timidly in a low voice:
"Will you still leave?"
"I will, but I will take you with me too."
He stretched out his thick palm and gently stroked the boy's hair, suddenly no longer afraid of something in his heart.
That thin boy was none other than his own son. He had a pair of innocent blue eyes, which was completely different from the people in the mercenary group, and even different from that gentle and beautiful woman.
Lucius smiled from the bottom of his heart. The hatred of revenge was no longer the source of motivation for him to move forward in a hurry. A new kind of power was more deeply rooted.
"Byrne, I'm sorry, I haven't been able to reconcile with myself."
"Thank you."
He murmured to himself, knowing deeply that it was not him who saved the sick Byrne that day, but his appearance that completely saved him.
Some things cannot be touched or touched at all. They only exist in people's eyes, but they are brighter than diamonds, nobler than stars, even greater than gods, and more reassuring than anything else in the world. !
The scorching sun and brilliant sun came to the top of his head, and the light made the surrounding snow white and flawless. He was about to walk out of the forest completely.
At some point, Lucius could no longer hear the sounds around him. He only felt that his heart and the whole world had become incomparably quiet and peaceful.
Snow.
Finally stopped.
Suddenly a loud roar came from behind the man.
"Fire!"
He turned around suddenly and immediately found that the flow of time around him had slowed down.
A dozen Rhea infantrymen nervously raised their flintlock guns and stood dozens of meters away. Bullets were already fired from the hot muzzles.
Lucius subconsciously wanted to dodge, but found that both his spirituality and physical strength had already reached their limits, and he could not even activate the runes.
In the end, he could only stare at the scene calmly.
Everything comes slowly.
Lucius kept thinking as he faced his death, but for some reason deep down he didn't have any strong regrets. He clearly had some very important things that he had not done well, and he had not finally settled his account with the black dragon.
He quickly understood that the lifespan of a giant dragon was thousands of years, and sooner or later the Fisher family would become a powerful family on this continent.
Generation after generation, one generation after another, one after another.
One day, someone will take his place and completely defeat the once unattainable black dragon!
He raised his head calmly, as if talking to the sky, fate, and God.
Perhaps, they or He can communicate His will.
Byrne, Eileen, Chris, and the successors of the Fisher family.
"Step over my body and move forward."
