miss mist go with the flow

"I'm telling you these things in the hope that you can earnestly perform your duties as a convict and don't judge a person as a sinner too easily." Amy continued, "There is no hatred between you and me, and I don't want to be involved in such things. Can you understand what I mean?"

Sharina fell into silence. After a long time, she spoke slowly, "I'm sorry, this matter is my problem. I usually claim to be objective and fair, but this time I lost my mind and attacked you rashly..."

The scene of crime covering the sky was really scary. After one night, Sharina's heart was still trembling, and she didn't even dare to open the eye of guilt in front of Amy, for fear of destroying her sanity again.

"Then I let you go now, you won't do it, right?" Amy asked.

Sharina shook her head, "I will leave the foggy forest quietly, and keep what happened here a secret, and swear in the name of the Gospel admonition."

After being hung up all night, Sharina figured out one thing.

With her current strength, she can't even observe Amy in detail, let alone make a fair judgment.

Even if Amy is really a sinner, it is not something she can judge now.

"I believe in the weight of the Gospel teachings in your heart." Amy snapped her fingers, and the thorn cage sensed the master's wishes, loosened the vines, put away the spikes, and let Sharina down.

When Sharina stood up, her feet went limp and she almost fell on the spot.

Different from the reason why Ami's legs were weak, it was because she was tied up all night and her blood was not flowing smoothly.

Amy threw two wild fruits over, "Tell me, what do you want to do here?"

Sharina took the wild fruit, wiped it, took a bite, and replied: "The purpose of my trip is to help the townspeople here resist the beast tide. I met the naturalist Dekain on the way..."

Sharina briefly explained her experiences in the past few days, and Amy frowned.

In other words, the person who secretly traded with Trichy should be Dekain, who took away the treasure that Trichy touched in the Misty Town Cemetery, which indirectly caused Trichy's death.

If Amy's prediction is correct, that treasure should belong to Townsend Naker, and it is likely to be a copy of the Book of the Dead. products are not surprising.

Huh?How do I know Townsend so well?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Amy thought for a while and said her conclusion: "You were deceived by Dekain, he is the mastermind behind this incident. The beast tide in the misty forest is inseparable from him. The monster he said was killed by We sent them away, as for the Black Wolf Mercenary Group—you can just ask the militiamen in the town, those cowards ran away before the beast horde officially attacked!"

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ps: It's over, it seems to be on the street again~~~

Let's ask for a ticket, hope tomorrow will be better

Ah, I have to thank @{"reader_id":"2457520","reader_name":"Lost Traveler"} for the treasure chest, thank you very much, I tried my best to write, and I can only recognize it when I hit the street, crying

Volume 47: Chapter [-] Views on Life and Death

In the second half of the night, the moon disappeared, the stars dimmed, and the birds and beasts were silent.

In the garrison of the Black Wolf Mercenary Corps, Dekain carried an iron bucket, dipped in the fresh blood in the bucket, and drew strange patterns on the empty martial arts arena.

Thorne held a torch and followed Dekain, responsible for helping to illuminate.

The mercenary who was nearly two meters tall had a tense expression, his expression was trembling, his feet were floating, and even the hand holding the torch was trembling.

He still underestimated the degree of madness of Dekain, he did not expect him to be able to do this!

The two of them rushed back to the mercenary regiment's station this afternoon. The captain Wilto went out to do a mission, and there were more than [-] people left behind in the station.

After learning of this situation, Dekahn did not hesitate to pour a potion into the dinner of the mercenaries, knocking out all the more than [-] people.

Thorne has the curse cast by Dekain on him, so he can only become his accomplice.

After bewildering all the mercenaries, Dikain came to the school grounds and drew this huge magic circle with human blood.

The blood contained in the iron bucket came from the mercenaries in the station. When Dekain killed people and let blood, he didn't blink his eyes, and there was no trace of pity on his face.

It seems that what he killed was not a human being, but an animal without wisdom.

This blood-colored magic circle also looked extremely ominous, and it had not yet taken shape, which brought great pressure to Thorne.

Thorne couldn't imagine how angry Commander Wilto would be when he saw this situation in the station after he came back.

"When doing things with me, don't think about other people's reactions." Dekain said while continuing to draw the magic circle, "You are a smart person, you should understand this truth."

"terribly sorry!"

Thorne, who was holding a torch, quickly followed Dekain's pace and kept the lights on.

"When we come back, even if Wilto is still stationed, I will not give up my actions." Dekain said lightly, "That is to put more thought into killing Wiltor together."

The methods of magicians emerge in endlessly. It is not difficult to leapfrog and kill a martial arts professional under the condition of complete preparation.

Thorne lowered his head, trembling.

He knew that he was seeking skin from a tiger, and working with Dekaen would only increase his life, but he had no right to refuse.

If he dared to say no, he would also lie in the crowd on the side of the school field and let himself be manipulated.

"When the blood is used up, go kill another person."

Dikain handed the empty bucket to Thorne, "Saka, the captain of the fourth team, when he was a bandit, he raped and plundered all kinds of crimes. After he was naturalized into the mercenary group, he only restrained himself a little and didn't repent. Half a year ago He brought people to do the murder case in the eastern district of Golden Rose City, such people are not even qualified to be sacrifices, only his sinful blood is still useful."

"Yes." Thorne stuck the torch where it was, and went looking for someone with an iron bucket.

More than 300 comatose mercenaries were moved from the resident cafeteria to the open space near the school grounds. Thorne still remembered where he left Saka, and found the target without taking much time.

This is the fifth person who took blood tonight. The first four people who were killed were also guilty of many crimes like Saka. They only survived so far because they were protected by the mercenary group and were not caught by the sheriff.

They did not receive the trial of the magistrate, and were sentenced to death by Dekain first.

The naturalist seemed to know everyone's crimes and arranged their fate long ago.

Thorne picked up Saka with one hand, pointed his neck at the iron barrel, and cut his throat with a short dagger, with precision and ruthlessness.

Saka's comatose body shook a few times, blood gushed out and poured into the iron bucket.

In fact, cutting the wrist is also okay, but the bloodletting is too slow and will make Dekain wait for a long time, Thorne dare not.

Not long after, a certain amount of blood accumulated in the iron bucket, Saka was pale all over, no liquid flowed out of his neck, and his breathing was completely stagnant.

Thorne threw the body aside, and returned to Dekain with the iron bucket.

With fresh blood, the naturalist continued to draw the magic circle, and the night wind hunted, but his arm was steady, and every stroke landed where it should be.

Thorne followed with a torch, and said in a trembling voice: "After tonight, you will face the double pursuit of Captain Wiltor and the sheriff's troops. What do you plan to do next?"

He was not only asking about Dekain's actions, but also about his own fate.

Thorne knew very well that the reason why Dekain chose him as his assistant was firstly because he knew the times and knew how to advance and retreat; secondly, the crimes he committed were far less than other high-ranking members of the mercenary group.

But that doesn't mean he can be forgiven, and when Dekain no longer needs help, he will certainly be disposed of.

"If things go well, the sacrificial ceremony can be completed tonight. I have already bought two airship tickets for tomorrow afternoon. We will go to the southeast seaport, hire a boat to go to the tree-lined island." Dekain has no intention of hiding the itinerary , said the next arrangement very naturally, "That small island is safe and quiet, and it is the burial place I chose for myself."

When he heard the two tickets, Thorne heaved a sigh of relief, and when Dekain said "the place of burial", he suddenly became nervous again.

"Mr. Decain, you..."

"I'm going to die." Dekain said calmly, "Tonight's ceremony will add about two years to my life, enough for me to do the last thing. After I die, you will be free and can inherit all my property I only have one request, at that time, you will bring the book "Imperial Products Chronicle" back to the mainland, and ask the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce to publish it for sale."

Thorne was stunned, and he couldn't believe it: "You did these things just to finish writing "Imperial Property Records"?"

Killing hundreds of people, stirring up the situation in half of the territory, just to write a book for life?What's the point?

"Can't you?" Dekain looked up at Thorne, then bent down to draw the magic circle, "It's ridiculous to insist, right? But I'm willing to do it, you can only choose whether to cooperate or not."

The emotions in Thorne's heart were extremely complicated. He couldn't understand Dekain's actions, and thought it was ridiculous, but when he thought of how many mercenaries' lives had been saved by books like "Atlas of Warcraft" and "General Principles of the Flow of Earth's Veins", he couldn't help thinking of it. A faint touch.

Many feelings were held in my heart, and in the end I could only squeeze out one sentence: "I will act according to your arrangement."

"Hmph." Dekain snorted, straightened up and watched the process of drawing the formation.

The giant circular pattern is three-quarters of the way done and has about half an hour to go.

He rubbed his waist. After getting old, his body functions will no longer work. Even if this operation can extend his lifespan for two years, he may have to spend his last days paralyzed on the bed.

If the task has been completed by then, just die calmly. Laying on the bed and being taken care of by others is really not in his mind.

Thinking of this, Dekaen suddenly heard a "bang bang" knock on the door.

He became alert instantly, and said to Thorn: "Change your clothes, go to the gate to see what's going on!"

According to the mercenaries in the garrison, Wilto only left the garrison yesterday, and it will take three days at the earliest before he can return.

Even if the rest of the mercenary squad came back, it wouldn't have any effect on his ceremony, just adding more sacrifices.

Thorne obediently changed into clothes that were not stained with blood, and ran to the gate of the station.

Dekain made a few stretching movements with his waist thrust forward, then bent down and continued to draw.

Not long after, Thorne trotted back and reported, "It's a mercenary named Eliot who wants to join the Black Wolf Mercenary Group, so he came here for an interview."

"Come to join the group so late?" Dekaen frowned slightly, "How strong is he?"

Thorne said: "It should be about the same as me, but there is a strong smell of blood on my body, as if I just killed someone."

Dekain sneered, "Another person who came here to avoid disaster, no wonder he ran away late at night. It is really not too much to say that you black wolves are a den of criminals."

Thorne looked embarrassed.He knows this better than Dekahn. There were many bandits and bandits among the early members of the Black Wolf Mercenary Group, who were recruited by the lord to settle down. Captain Wiltor himself was the leader of the bandits, and he did a lot for the lord's house. It's the black work that has the status it has today.

This time there was an accident in the lord's house, and Wilto bet on the second young master, also wanting to go further and gain an official identity.

"Bring him in and find a way to bring him down," Dekain ordered.

Thorne cupped his hands and hurried away again.

Not long after, there was a creaking sound of opening the door, followed by the sound of fists and kicks.

Dekain frowned, took out his short staff, and waved it at the bloodletted corpses.

Several zombies stood up and walked towards the gate.

Before they got close to the gate, all the magic power in the zombies was pulled out, and they turned back into harmless corpses and fell down.

A tall figure in a black robe and a mask came over against the light of the torch.

He held Thorn who had passed out in his hand, and casually threw it aside. When he turned his head to look at Dekain, there seemed to be a flash of fire in those dark eyes.

"The thief who took it without warning, I'm here to get back the lost property. Please cooperate well and don't resist, so as to avoid unnecessary bloodshed." The masked mercenary said.

When Dekain met those eyes, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and an inexplicable fear shot out from the bottom of his heart, as if to disturb his brain and make him unable to think.

He bit his tongue, forced himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The masked mercenary beckoned, the robe on Dekain's chest was torn, and the book of the dead jumped out by itself, flying in front of the masked mercenary.

Deckin sighed, with endless regret in his tone: "Townsend Nuckle, you are not dead after all."

"Since you guessed that I'm not dead, you still dare to take my things. Are you looking for death?" Townsend, disguised as a mercenary, joked, "The younger generations are really getting bolder and bolder, but they are more courageous than me back then." I don’t know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.”

Dekain remained silent, and Townsend's appearance here meant that his plan had completely failed.

After getting the Book of the Dead, he signed the contract with his own blood. Now it seems that the authority is still not as high as that of the original owner.

He led the convicts of the Gospel Church to Misty Town in order to hold Townsend for a period of time so that he could complete the ritual of "draining souls and taking lives".

After the ceremony is completed, he will take the airship away from this place. As long as the distance can be opened, the legendary mage will not be able to perceive the exact location of the book of the dead.

He has already used his savings to buy a small island and took a boat to go there. The flowing ocean can further isolate the perception of magic power and buy him the last two years of safety.

Unexpectedly, there was a mistake in the first two steps of the plan. He was found by Townsend before he even finished the ceremony.

Man is not as good as God, at this moment, he has no choice but to accept his fate.

"Don't you want to say something?" Townsend said leisurely, "If you sincerely apologize and beg for mercy, I can spare your life as a reward for your arrogant courage."

The Moon Elf would not let Townsend kill people, he wanted to find a way out for himself.On the premise of punishing the thief and preserving the majesty, the life of this junior must be preserved.

Beg for forgiveness—

Dekain's actions exceeded Townsend's expectations. He sat cross-legged on the spot, took out a wooden table, and put a large stack of manuscripts on it.

"It's okay to kill me, please give me an hour to sort out these manuscripts." He said, "As a mage, you should be able to understand the pursuit and inheritance of knowledge by your peers. After I sort out these manuscripts, I hope you can Give them to the right person to continue writing and complete them, and you can take my life at will as punishment for offending your majesty."

……

Townsend, wearing a mask, is silent. Is he too behind the times?Why can't I understand what this person means?

He opened his magic book, erased Dekain's contract casually, and looked at the bloody formation on the ground.

Good guy, big deal!The blood sacrifice of the unborn, the method of draining the soul and taking the life, and renewing the life——

When he did this thing back then, he was beaten up by that moon elf, and his life didn't last, but he lost half of it first.

"Aren't you looking for a way to extend your life? Why are you going to die now?" Townsend asked with doubts in his heart.