Heart of the Castle

Chapter 41 Struggling on the brink of death

The morning sun dispelled the darkness of the night and shrouded the Viscount Castle in light again. The corpses lying vertically in front of the city gate spoke of the fierceness and cruelty of the battle last night.Due to the desperate charge of the knights, the magic caster troops of the Demon Race were severely damaged. At the moment when the dawn appeared in the east, the Demon Race troops retreated again, and the people in the castle finally breathed a sigh of relief. feel sad.

Viscount Ryan stood at the top of the city without moving for a long time. Several servants stood beside him with their hands down, waiting for the master's order.

"What a pity." Viscount Lane gritted his teeth and spat out a few words, then turned to his personal servant and said, "Notify Butler Trien, and send someone to clean up the battlefield. Those who died in battle will be burned as before, and the ashes will be collected." to take it to the priest."

"What about the wounded? My lord, the pastor's place is full of wounded." The personal servant asked in a low voice.

Viscount Lane thought for a while, and said slowly: "If the knights are still alive, send them to the priest, and implore him to do his best to treat them; those who are slightly injured should arrange rest and bandages, and if they are seriously injured..." The Viscount said here At that time, he paused slightly, as if he was a bit uncomfortable with the following words.

"...bandage them up and leave them to fend for themselves in the wounded barracks."

When the figure of Viscount Lane disappeared from the top of the city, a group of servants pushing wheelbarrows appeared in front of the opened gate, and then led by several gorgeously dressed noble ladies, many women and children rushed out, Looking for relatives who have not returned on the battlefield.

Cries of wailing kept ringing out everywhere, occasionally mixed with cries of surprise.A large number of corpses and a few wounded were continuously identified, and the wounded were quickly carried on a wheelbarrow and transported back to the castle for treatment. The dead were gathered in an open space, and piles of dry branches and leaves were piled up next to them, ready to record the dead incinerated afterwards.

The cavalry team in the castle had the deepest attack distance and was blocked by regular demon troops, causing heavy casualties. Except for a dozen cavalrymen who managed to escape back to the city, none of the six knights and their 18 attendants People were able to return to the castle, and another 40 elite cavalry also lay together on this bloody battlefield.Before evacuating, the demon army took away the corpses of the demon clan who died in battle, leaving only a piece of human and horse corpses telling what happened last night.

An old man wearing a red robe and a gorgeous metal necklace around his neck walked out of the castle, bent down in front of the corpses of the knights, and carefully identified the horrific fatal wounds.The armor on each knight's body was damaged to the point of being unusable. The old man's brows were quickly wrinkled. He stretched out two fingers and gently touched the fatal wound on a knight's chest. Put your fingers in and feel it.

After examining for a long time, the old man straightened up and gestured to a servant.

The servant immediately took out the pen and notebook from his side, ran quickly behind the old man in small steps, bowed his body slightly and listened carefully.

"It was made by the great demon, and more than one." The old man said in a low voice, "The fireball that attacked the cavalry was also their masterpiece. I found traces of blasphemy damage on the corpse. The power of the magic has become weaker and weaker." , the few priests in the castle are simply unable to fight against such a powerful demon, have the gods given up on us already?"

"Master, this..." The servant who recorded the words of the old man suddenly turned bitter. This old man with the identity of a wise man and a magician can certainly say such blasphemy words, but he who recorded these words can't. What will happen.

"You don't need to remember this, just treat it as a foolish lie." The old man waved his hand mockingly, indicating that the servant could leave.

"Here's another one alive!" A voice came from the crowd who were removing the corpses of cavalrymen and horses, and a servant pushing a wheelbarrow rushed over immediately.

"It seems to be the servant of Knight Ston..."

"God, he's hurt so badly, and he's running a fever!"

There was a lot of discussion.A man in the uniform of a high-ranking servant walked up, waving his hands and shouting loudly: "Everyone disperses, everyone disperses, and continue to work. You guys, take the injured back first and see if he can be saved."

When the sun was gradually setting to the west, a big fire was ignited on the empty field where the corpses were piled up. The mournful cries accompanied by the crackling sound of the fire echoed around the empty field. The corpse gradually disappeared into the flames, and Viscount Ryan, who stood on the top of the city and looked down, had a heavy expression on his face.

At the cost of the death of six knights and half of the cavalry in the castle, the demonic invasion was finally repelled again, but when the next demonic invasion comes, what can be used as a price?Gods in the sky, bless the Ryan family through this difficult time.

The Viscount closed his eyes and prayed softly. The fur cloak behind him fluttered slightly in the morning wind, as if it had life.

"Master Ryan, the dinner is ready, the lady and the ladies are waiting for you." A sweet voice sounded from behind Viscount Ryan, and the Viscount opened his eyes, and looked towards the respectful standing behind him. The old man asked softly, "Have Steward Trien and the family members of the dead and seriously injured received pensions?"

"According to your order, all the silver coins and food have been distributed, but..." The old man's voice suddenly hesitated.

"Trian, you have been my housekeeper for 30 years. If you have anything to say, you don't need to make such a hypocritical gesture." Viscount Lane frowned. He knew that what Trien said next, It must be something he didn't want to hear.

"That's right, Master Ryan, the amount of silver coins consumed in this pension is more than the sum of the last two battles. There is still a lot of food in the warehouse of the castle, but there is not much money left." Trien said. Viscount Lane frowned.

"How many gold and silver coins are left?"

"There are still 1500 gold coins and less than [-] silver coins. If there is another battle like this, I'm afraid..." Trien said in a low voice.

"Damn it, these damned demons!" The Viscount punched the top of the wall angrily, and the pain in his hand made him barely suppress the irritability in his heart.

"Master Ryan, I have a way to get some money, but I don't know if the master wants to hear it." Trien walked to Viscount Ryan and wiped the viscount's bruised fist with a handkerchief.

"Trian, what kind of idea did you old fox come up with? Come on." Viscount Lane cursed a little jokingly. His experience in the past 30 years told him that whenever Trien spoke, he could always bring it with him. To solve the problem, although many of these solutions solve the problem, it also makes Trien's pocket more and more bulging.

"Master Ryan, several knights died in battle in the castle this time, and they all had a lot of property..."

"Confused! Do you want me to deprive those sacrificial knights of their property? If the knights will find out, have you thought about the consequences?" Viscount Lane's face immediately changed when he heard this idea.

"No, no, Master Ryan, I dare not let you do such a thing, but Sir Ston Knight has no descendants, so his family property can't be..." Trien immediately whispered with a smile.

"That's not okay. According to the regulations of the Knights' Association, knight servants can inherit the family property of knights who have no descendants. Knight Ston has an apprentice servant named Li Wei." Viscount Lane still disagreed with Trien's approach.

"That kid was seriously injured this time, and it's hard to say whether he can survive. Besides, the death of Knight Ston may have something to do with him. Otherwise, why didn't the much stronger Knight Ston survive? Master Ryan , I have a son named Pammy, he is a good boy with the strength of a level 2 fighter, if he can inherit the armor and weapons of the knight as a squire of Knight Ston, Knight Ston himself can dedicate all his property to the master, and I will I can take out [-] silver coins from my own property to supplement military expenses." Trion shook his tongue, his voice was like a venom full of honey, penetrating into Viscount Lane's heart drop by drop.

Viscount Lane was visibly shaken by Trien's words. He took two steps on the city wall after thinking about it, then waved his hand and said, "Go down first, Trien, let me think again, think again."

Trion showed a sweet smile, and walked backwards towards the city wall. He knew very well that when Viscount Lane said this, the balance in his heart had actually tilted in the direction he wanted.

"Knight Ston's property, [-] silver coins, that child was seriously injured..." Viscount Ryan muttered a few words, his eyes showed a mixture of coldness and guilt, looking at the wounded soldiers at the foot of the city wall A busy noble girl.

"Lisa, my niece, will it hurt your heart if I do this?"

Viscount Ryan's last murmur floated in the air, no one heard his question, let alone thought of the heavy price that the viscount's decision would cost him in the end.

Li Wei, the trainee attendant, was seriously injured. When the horse was startled, his left foot was hit by the startled horse, causing a bone fracture. Then he was scratched by the little devil's steel fork, although the wound was very serious. Shallow, but the toxins and blasphemous damage peculiar to demons made this young man severely tortured.If these are not fatal, the high fever accompanying the injury is a very terrible result.

With the medical technology of this era, a high fever is enough to judge a person to kiss the cheek of death. Unless the only high-ranking priest in the castle can condescend to come to treat Li Wei with divine magic, otherwise the young man will rely on his physical fitness The chances of getting past it are close to zero.

Of course, the divine arts of a high-ranking priest are not something such a trainee attendant can enjoy. If the knight he is loyal to is still there, it is possible to get a divine healing at a considerable price.It's a pity that the brave and fearless Knight Ston had already died on the battlefield against the demons, and the trainee servant who lost his allegiance could not get any mercy at all.

When the bright moon climbed into the sky, the groans from Li Wei gradually weakened. The moonlight shone on the boy's cheeks that were abnormally rosy due to fever, revealing a kind of weakness unique to dying people. Li Wei shivered slightly. With dry lips, eyes staring blankly at the skylight on the roof, no one knows what attracted the attention of this dying boy.

The maids who took care of the wounded barracks had already gone to sleep, and no one heard the boy's muffled voice.

"Get out, get out, this body is mine... get out..."

Li Wei had a dream. In the dream, he seemed to be in another world. In this world, there were no demons or fog, only all kinds of weird alchemy products, and even huge steel beetles were created. .Of course, the price of this kind of beetle is also astonishingly high. He has wanted to buy one since he was a child, but he never realized it.

In the dream, he couldn't remember who his parents were. He only knew that his body was very weak, and he could only rely on life support devices to live. He could not leave the white and deserted house for daily activities. Few people accompanied him. Busy, everyone has their own business.The only friend I value is an old alchemy equipment. I remember calling it a computer in my dream.There are many interesting things in this computer, but what interests Li Wei the most is a game called Heroes. In the game, he can build towering castles, form well-equipped legions, and eradicate countless demons from the world .

If the things in this computer can come true, it would be great, my father and mother will not be killed by the butcher knife of the demons, and the knights I am loyal to will not be trapped... Li Wei thought vaguely , and then his body gradually tilted to one side, and many alchemists in white clothes were busy around him... These should be alchemists, remember to call them doctors.

There was a cold touch on his head, and Li Wei suddenly opened his eyes!
"Ah, wake up!" A middle-aged maid was putting a strip of cloth soaked in cold water on Li Wei's head. When she saw the boy opened his eyes, she let out a small cheer, then straightened her waist and shouted loudly stand up.

"Li Wei woke up, he made it through!"

There was a muffled cheer from the wounded barracks. Every maid and wounded was happy for Li Wei's sobriety. At least at this moment, they really cheered for Li Wei.

The fast-talking maid even spread the matter to the ears of Viscount Lane's personal servant, and then passed on to Viscount Lane to get the news.Viscount Lane, who got the news, didn't look very happy. He was silent for a long time, and dropped the quill in his hand heavily into the ink bottle.

"Why didn't Ston survive?"

The voice of the viscount was not loud when he said this, but his words spread quickly, so the news that the viscount was dissatisfied with Li Wei spread to every corner of the castle, and many people looked at Li Wei with strange eyes.Some people felt sad for this innocent boy, while others speculated maliciously what Li Wei had done to make the viscount dissatisfied.No matter what kind of people they are, they all show the same behavior. They try to stay away from Li Wei, for fear of being implicated by Li Wei.Even the maid who delivered the food came over in a hurry, put down the simple food and left in a hurry, not even willing to say a word.

And this is exactly what Li Wei is happy to see. Waking up from that unusually real dream, Li Wei was horrified to find that there were some very strange memories in his mind. These strange and weird memories made him think that he was qualified. He was tied to the stake of the church.Those big metal beetles are always crawling around in his mind, making beeping screams; some unimaginable knowledge and crazy ideas are circling in his mind; the game called Heroes seems to be from the computer The text was transcribed into his mind, and from time to time, a steel forest composed of forests of spears and flashing swords would appear in front of him.

"Who am I? The nameless boy lingering on the sickbed? Or Li Wei, the trainee attendant of Viscount Ryan? Yes, yes, I am Li Wei, and I have absorbed a memory. Time travel, yes, that is the word, I have absorbed The memory of a time traveler!"

Li Wei's eyes cleared up, and he repeated his name firmly.

"I'm Levi!"

(End of this chapter)