bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 321
The snow was piled thick, and Nancy, wearing the Hanyingzong robe Han Dongwen gave her, walked behind him step by step.

The road was not far, and after only a while, they arrived at a small hill on the side of Wangying City.

"It's here."

Han Dongwen stood in front of Nancy.

At their feet was a flat hill, with traces of many dead trees and shrubs on both sides. It could be seen that it was a field that was cleared out urgently in the past two days.

Even the soil exposed from the snow is the black color of new soil.

Nancy sighed, and looked up at Han Dongwen in front of her.

"You still want to kill me."

Han Dongwen looked at her and felt the wind sting on his face.

Behind him is a low platform newly built with stones, with no monument or signboard on it.

Only thirteen blood-stained swords were inserted quietly into it.

"I didn't expect you to believe that. You look like a naive girl, but you are definitely not that naive in your heart."

Han Dongwen answered her.

She smiled, relaxed this time.

"What choice do I have? Either way, I'm going to die. You lied to me with such a beautiful lie. If you lie to me once, you'll be fooled. It's always good to have a good dream before you die."

Han Dongwen was taken aback for a moment, his expression a little astonished.

"What you let everyone see is likely to influence the battlefield."

"about?"

Nancy's smile remained unchanged.

"The church has lost a long time ago. There is no war there, it's just the last loyalty."

Han Dongwen frowned slightly: "You hope that they will admit defeat and stop resisting."

She didn't speak, acquiescing to the guess of the Simeng people in front of her.

"You can dedicate yourself, you can even use death, but you don't think you should die like this for the soldiers under your command, the people of West Asia."

"I think your kindness is for yourself, and so is mine."

Han Dongwen emphasized his tone.

"So are ours."

Nancy looked at Han Dongwen, as if until now, it was the first time that she showed the expression that truly belonged to the leader of Knights of Patience.

She slowly raised her hands, took off the robe she was wearing, and folded it to her feet, revealing her naked and festering upper body.

Then, Nancy turned and walked towards the stone platform, looked at it for a moment, and raised a sword from above.

"I'm still a knight, since I'm going to die by your sword, tell me your name, military rank."

Nancy's profile seemed to reflect the moonlight on the snow.

"...But, dying at the hands of a pawn like you, maybe I couldn't be a good knight in the end."

she murmured.

Han Dongwen coughed lightly, and reached out to grab the hilt of the sword that Nancy handed over.

The tip of the sword was still in her hand, and Nancy brought the tip of the sword to her chest, and the two of them naturally assumed the posture of execution.

"Han, Dongwen."

He said solemnly.

Nancy blinked, looked at the Simeng man in front of her, and said in a daze, "Aren't you...why..."

It would be a cruel thing to suddenly have many questions before dying.

So just pick the ones you care about the most.

"Why is Odu's spell like that?"

she asked.

But Han Dongwen knew that was not what she wanted to ask.

What she wants to ask is whether she herself will be like Odu.

"His spell was indeed used to protect the saint in the end, you can rest assured."

After Han Dongwen finished speaking, he pushed the sword into Nancy's chest.

The wind and snow were all over the sky, and there was no sound.

Nancy knelt in front of the low stone platform, her expression was something she had never seen before, truly relaxed and relieved.

Each of the thirteen swords pierced her chest once. She was out of breath as early as the first strike, but Han Dongwen still stabbed thirteen swords in silence.

He straightened his tired back and stood up, looking at the unmarked and unmonumented grave.

"The thief is dead, I have not broken my promise."

The light of the stars lights up and gathers to form a text.

[Event Completion: Good Thoughts and Bad Words]

[Description: You thwarted the plan of the Catholic Church to create gods, saved the people of Wangying City from the fire and water, acted for the heavens, and killed the culprit who spread the plague. Now, the archbishop who has no hope of plotting will accept the god in the flesh and personally become a carrier. 】

[Reward: Nancy Perlia's Wandering God]

[Reward: Plague Slashing Sword [Zhongliang] x 13]

Han Dongwen took a deep breath and looked at the sword on the platform.

Sure enough, the current sword has lit up many specific values ​​and effects, and has become a real serious equipment.

It seems that after being stained with Nancy's blood, these thirteen swords already have characteristics similar to Nancy's abilities as weapons. When equipped, they can inflict continuous damage in the plague state by causing damage.

Then, when the accumulated attacks reach a certain number of times, the plague can be detonated.

This must be a sharp weapon that aliens are flocking to at this stage.

He silently put the thirteen swords away, sighed, and said to himself:
"It's not that I want to take the stele as a prize. It's really that the National Security Department has nothing interesting at the moment. Let this go first. In the future, the Simeng country will be peaceful and the people will be safe. Of course, you all have contributed a lot. When the time comes, I will erect a stele for you."

The powerful waist card needs to be mass-produced by Youshen. If the National Security Department wants to continue to attract strangers, the benefits must be arranged.

Han Dongwen was about to rush back to the battlefield when he suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if he hadn't slept well all night.

"Fuck, this is..."

He was wondering if there was something wrong after he got Nancy's wandering spirit, when suddenly there were a few faint calls in his ears.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

Is it a maid?
Thinking that he had been on the battlefield for a long time, Han Dongwen thought for a while, and immediately hid aside and called back to check the situation.

Open your eyes, in the porthole.

There was a maid reporting outside the door, and it seemed that she had called many times.

"Your Highness, the admonition letter from Siyang Taishu Pavilion has arrived."

"Okay, bring it in."

Han Dongwen immediately got up and tidied his clothes, thinking in his heart that this strange headache seemed to be at the right time, whether it was a coincidence or not.

The maid sent the remonstrance into the room, and Han Dongwen could see Li Zai yawning through the door.

The admonition comes from Taishu Pavilion, and the content is very simple.

The New Year's Eve is coming soon, although Han Dongwen's royal conquest, if the battle has been concluded, but it will not be over for the time being, I also ask him to order troops to stay in the battle and return to the court first.

After all, for the country, the current "peacekeeping war" can only be regarded as part of the country's affairs.

The content on the second page of the remonstrance is much more, and it can be seen that it is more complicated. Han Dongwen read two lines, and his expression became a little subtle.

Taishu Pavilion raised admonishment, and after asking for the fairy code at the age of the year, the imperial concubine Jiang Keyin's code of conduct was enshrined.

"I forgot that there is still this problem... how does it feel like it's been a long time?"

Han Dongwen naturally remembered the scene where he looked at Duan Qingzhu on the battlefield, and his lips tightened.

"How's the war going?"

he asked.

There was no one around, so the one who could answer him was naturally Li Zai who was guarding the door.

"Your Majesty, there are frequent reports of success in the front battle. The three enemy knight leaders have been defeated, either ambushed or fled. The Western Asian soldiers seem to have lost their fighting spirit, and only the Western Asians are still fighting."

Alien?

Han Dongwen touched his chin, thinking that this is not unimaginable.

Regardless of the plot of the game, as long as you can still play right now, as a player, you still have to operate a little bit.

"Where's their archbishop?" he asked again.

Li Zai paused for a moment, bowed his head and said:
"Your Highness, Gascon, the archbishop of the Catholic Church in West Asia, committed suicide on the battlefield."

"Self...suicide?!"

Han Dongwen's mouth was wide open.

What about boss fights?

What about the big boss fight?

"Then, what are you still playing now?"

He could hardly restrain his surprise, but fortunately, Li Jae's next sentence gave him an answer.

"After Archbishop Gascon committed suicide, his body mutated and gave birth to evil monsters. Right now, Archbishop Tilda is fighting with all the lieutenants."

(End of this chapter)