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To kill but not to bury, such heinous behaviors of the vampires disgusted them and the bloody scene made them worried..
Steelberg, Michelle and little Joseph all looked pale. Such a cruel scene like this didn’t occur to them often. At least for Michelle and little Joseph, it was the first time to experience this.
Even Cessacioun and Moxinke showed the expression of disgust. Only Han Jin and Sunier remained calm. Han Jin walked into the pool of blood and pushed aside the dismembered bodies. The man named Reg was found.
Han Jin bent down,staring at the man. He was still breathing, whose pulse was weak but stable. “Lucky guy…” Han Jin made a sigh of relief.
If anyone had kicked or stamped onthe arrows sticking into the man’s back, the wounds of him would have been greatly aggravated. But he was still alive even the knights, horses, and the vampires had run and jumped over him.
No explanation only good luck made him alive?
“Help me, Moxinke.” Han Jin called. He hadnot offered the man a helpful hand when the knights came for that he was trying to avoid troubles. But if he still did nothing now, he would feel guilty to both the man and himself. Thoughhe didn’t know the man at all, he was moved,to some extent, as a fellow sufferer. Both of them were sorehead ‘young masters’ with a loyal servant. Only that Han Jin was much more lucky to live in a small town with no powerful enemies. Though poor, he could live safely, and the same was for his servant Steelberg. If he had encountered the same trouble like Reg, he could have done nothing butwaiting to be killed.
Those who have the same misfortune sympathize with each other… This sour line from a Chinese poem could best describe his feeling.
“This guy is not dead?” Moxinke was also surprised. He strode forward immediately. But no matter how careful he was when walking across the bloody land, he would still step on something soft, slippery and sticky. It made his own blood freeze. Each step he took, the muscle on his face would twitch, and inside his heart was the impulsion to shout. Those who hadn’t experienced it by themselves could never imagine how thrilling such feeling was.
They carried Reg away from the site hurriedly and found a clean place to put him down. Moxinke looked at the wounds of Reg carefully. “Can you save him?” He asked in a low voice.
“No problem.” Han Jin nodded. “He is a robust man.If it were somebody else, I would not be so sure.”
Seeing Han Jin was so confident, Moxinke rubbed hands with joyfulness. The fact was, he was not only happy for Reg, but also for himself. As a professional, it’s inevitable for him to get injured like this. Now that Han Jin could save Reg, of coursehe could save him too one day. What a strong guarantee it was!
Sunier jumped down from the roof. “The vampires have gone to the barracks over there. We can’t stay here any longer.Pack up our things right now. We must leave as soon as possible!” She said to them.
“How ‘lucky’ we are…” Cessacioun showed a bitter smile.
They gaped at each other speechlessly. Only God knew why they couldnot have a peaceful life at any time. Several months was the longest peace for them, after that they had to flee helter-skelter for various kinds of reasons.
“This is our destiny. Accept it.” Han Jin said expressionlessly. Even at this moment he still remembered to indoctrinate them with his political ideals… This team was relatively stable, at least for now. Moxinke, Sunier and Cessaciounwere all good people. They cooperated well with each otherinstead of intriguing against each other. But of course they had shortcomings. The most obvious one was lack of ambition. Han Jin had to remind them of their dream from time to time.
“Destiny…” Moxinke mumbled, sinking into contemplation.
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Most of their important belongings were kept in the space rings of Sunier and Han Jin, thus it was easy for them to pack up. A few minutes later, they left the village in single file. The village located inside the mountains, which allowed them to retreat into the depth of the mountains easily.
Han Jin had pulled out the arrows from Reg’s back. He was not a surgeon, but he knew a little bit knowledge about surgical treatment such as disinfection. The Charm of Ren Ding among the Six-Ding Secrets was the one to cure wounds caused by weapons. To stop bleeding and pain was easy for Han Jin.
It had beenin early spring, but the wind at night was still chilly. After running for twenty miles or more, Keeley and Michelle started to stagger. They were too cold and fatigue to move on. Seeing this, Sunier led them to hide in a col that she found before.
They sat down quietly around the raging bonfire they had lit up to keep warm. A moment later, Moxinke broke the silence, “Sunier, aren’t the Dark Elves sworn enemies of you? Why didn’t you fight with them just now?”
“Do you wish they fight against each other?” Han Jin was both annoyed and amused by this question.
“No, I am just curious.”
“Sworn enemies…” Sunier repeated these two words and sighed, “Moxinke, if you have any brothers or sisters, will you become sworn enemies of them?”
“Of course not.”
“The same as you. In fact, we are all children of the forest, although there are some contradictions between us, which have become deeper and deeper, even to the extent of irreparable… It’s hard to explain such a feeling…” Sunier paused, “You don’t understand. Each time I shot a Dark Elf, a strange feeling would come into my heart, as if… I was doing something unforgivable.”
“You have shot the Dark Elves?” Moxinke exclaimed, “How many?”
“I can’t remember, neither do I remember how many elves of us have been killed in the war.”
“You can’t remember?” Moxinke shivered, “It’s unbelievable…” he murmured. If it was other thing she couldn’t remember, Moxinke would think it nothing unusual. But she couldn’t remember how many people she had killed, this made him shake with fear.
“That was war!”Sunier emphasized coldly.
“I know, I know. I didn’t say anything!” Moxinke explained with obsequious smile.
“By the way, Sunier, the Dark Elf called Hazelsaid they were learning from you? What does that mean?” Cessacioun interrupted them.
“Twenty years ago, the Silver Horse Regiment penetrated deeply into the rear of Kassa’s troops and launched countless sneak attacks . We destroyed a large amount of their heavy weapons and greatly distracted their military actions.” Sunier said, “Now, do you know what she mean?”
“You mean… Zaganide has dispatched all his guards of vampires and Dark Elves??” Cessacioun jumped to his feet.
“Almost.”
“God…” Cessacioun’s face turned pale. There was one feature of the troops of Zaganide that was known to all: Do all manners of evil! The Silver Horse Regiment would only attack their military targets and troops, but the vampires were a group of creatures who took pleasure from destroying and slaughtering. Their coming would absolutely bring nothing but a devastated world.