Wizard From Afar

Imperial camp, Edward’s camp.

The extremely exhausted leader of the night watchman, Edward, stood cautiously outside the camp tent. After repeatedly confirming that he was not staring at him, he cautiously opened the curtain door and immediately put it down as he entered the camp tent.

In the camp, Peter Fasa, who just woke up from a coma, is sitting around the round table with the red-haired girl in an Azorean outfit—Vera the Night Watcher—seriously. What is being exchanged, his expression is very solemn.

Vera, the night watchman who was sent to investigate the ocean-going fleet accident in place of Edward himself and Peter Fasha, lost contact with the night watchman of the Empire a long time ago; after the invasion of the Azores, Her identity was put on the "missing list".

For the night watch organization, the only difference between disappearance and death is that there is no proof; the reappearance of "missing persons" is no different from the resurrection of the dead, which is a delightful thing.

But Edward is an absolute exception.

The more he comes into contact with the core of the empire, the more he understands why, the former leader Root Infinit is a neurotic pervert—anyone who wants to deal with all of this is impossible. Normal person.

Becoming a qualified night watchman "leader" requires an extremely strong heart and nerves of thousands hammers, hundred refinements, avoids all emotional and irrational behaviors, and respects all friendships and personal relationships, and uses All people’s interests, material and financial resources complete your goals, even yourself...

Edward believes that he is still a long way from such a powerful existence, and if he can, he has no plans to make progress; As long as you can complete your work step by step, make sure you can live and live well, and be safe.

To put it more bluntly, if it hadn’t been because the only way to resign from this job was to die, he would have never wanted to do it.

So he does not understand his friends or a lot of people, why is so keen to die and cause trouble to others-is it not good to live safely, plainly, and richly?

Peter Fasa doesn’t understand. Anyone from a small townsman has such an inexplicable noble feeling; why even Vera, who is from the bottom like herself, is groping in the slums, doesn’t understand ——If half a lifetime of tossing is still as painful as it was then, why are you still tossing?

We are not rich people who have nothing to eat. We rely on adventures and travel to experience excitement. We live very excitingly every day-gangsters, robbers, mercenaries, and bone-snatchers Wild dog... child in a slum, one day is not a life or death to go out, and which day is not to take risks just to live?

Edward firmly believes that if everyone has a "quantitative" risk value throughout his life, then this value should have broken the table before he was thirteen years old.

"Edward, are you back?"

Peter Fasa, who noticed that his friend walked in, lit up in front of him, but Vera was a red-haired girl who was always carefree. Vera was silent. .

"That’s right, Vera just told me a lot about her and Oath Knight’s experience in the Azores Elf Kingdom; I...I’m so excited that I don’t know what to say; speak frankly, I I always thought she was already..."

"I'm already dead, yeah." Edward the night watchman sat down wearily, and said quietly, "If Jarvan and Ivan could just disappear, too. , That would be great."

Peter's expression froze.

Garvin and Ivan...

The moment Edward spoke, the three of them simultaneously remembered those two who were always a little timid, and followed them without saying a word. Silhouette of the little girl.

In the Holy Blood Potion incident, in order to protect Isaac's tragic death in front of the gate of Eboden-only one step away from the rescuers who rescued them.

"Edward...If it is because I did not discuss with you before, I apologize to you; but the information Vera brought is very important, listen to me..."

"No, listen to me this time!" The night watchman suddenly snatched and his eyes were cold:

"If you still remember Jarvan and Ivan, then you should remember what was left to us by the Holy Blood Potion incident. Lessons-meddling in nosy, what is the end?"

"I don’t know what Vera you found in the Kingdom of Azores, but I know these have nothing to do with us, and we are born in Eboden The bottom layer of a nobody has nothing to do, it is not something we should take care of!"

The interrupted Peter was taken aback, silently looking at Edward who was a little too excited, completely different from the usual Edward.

"Before Peter, you asked me why I wanted to be the leader of the night watch, I can tell you now...because I can’t escape, I can’t escape because I know so many things that I shouldn’t know. The end of the game is death, I don’t want to die! I want to live, I want you to live too and we can all live well!"

As if finally speaking from the bottom of my heart, Edward said hysterically:

"You...you don’t understand at all, don’t you understand what a good opportunity you have now to say goodbye to all of this, just leave! If I disappear now, Brandon Will you let me go? Will the next night watchman leader let me go?"

"No, they won't! They will not let me go before my head is placed in front of Brandon I! I am missing today, and tomorrow there will be hundreds of night watchmen chasing and killing us, making it worse for us to live and sleep and sleep!"

"Edward, calm down, we understand you..."

"Do you understand, do you really...really understand?!"

The leader of the night watch looked pained, and let out a long breath:

"I Tired, I’m really tired... I beg you, please my dear friends, since there is still such a good opportunity before you, then hurry up to seize it! Disappear, from those who want to take advantage You and the guy who called you disappeared, so that they could not find you!"

"Don't give them the opportunity to use, threaten us, don't fight for them again-Empire, Imperial Family, Sky Sky Palace...It’s not worth it, it’s not worth our risk anymore. We’ve done enough for them, really enough!"

"I became the night watchman compelled by circumstances...or change Become a knife in someone else’s hand, or be beaten to death by the gang before starving to death... I seized the last chance to change my destiny, but this time I couldn’t catch it. I got stuck so deep that I wanted to get out. It’s too late and too late."

Desperate, Edward slumped in a chair: "Now, the last thing I can do is protect you... Jarvan and Ivan, I failed to protect They, so I can't lose you anymore; I don't have a family, you are my family."

Peter Fasa stopped talking and looked at his best friend quietly.

He breathed out again, and the exhausted Edward pressed his forehead and closed his eyes, as if he was praying.

"I understand."

The red-haired girl who never spoke, finally spoke.

Peter and Edward turned their gazes and cast them on Vera, who was so different from the past.

"I know what Edward means, I have experienced it, so I know he is right." Vera looked at Edward, unblinking eyes as if to stare him to death:

"But if you have been to the Kingdom of Azores like me and have seen the tragic situation there, Edward, you can understand that all this is not about us, all this..."

"I know." Edward interrupted again:

"I know what happened in the Azores kingdom, and I also know who the secret mastermind is."

Huh? !

It's not just Vera, even Peter Fasa stared wide-eyed, shocked.

"Why, do you guys think I don't know anything about all of this to do this?" Edward looked at his best friends indifferently, and shook his head helplessly:

"No, I knew it a long time ago... I knew it when Brandon was the prince who visited Duanjie Mountain a few years ago. I know that the enemy we face is not only the Azores, they can only It’s a chess piece."

"I know the identity of the murderer behind the scenes, and I also know what he probably wants to do. I even..."

I wanted to say "I even talked to him Edward, who had fought against each other, spoke for a moment, recalling the appearance of "Black Cross" Serel in his mind, and he stopped talking.

"You know?"

Vera stood up, propped her hands on the table and looked at Edward with an incredible expression: "You know it...'Black Cross' Seriol...you Know it... his existence?"

"Yes, I know, now I understand why I can't leave even if I want to leave, right?"

Edward said ill-humoredly.

"Then why are you..."

"Because I know that it is not something we can fight against, Black Cross or Seyol, that destroys the kingdom of giant dragon monster …we are not his opponents!"

Seeing Peter and Vera who are still stubborn, Edward has a worse headache: "I understand the seriousness of the problem, but this time is not the Azores. It’s not ogre or centaur, it’s Seror, it’s the'Black Cross' Seror. We are not his opponents!"

"Maybe he can really be defeated, but it must not be us! Maybe it's Loren Torino, Isaac, His Majesty Brandon or someone like Knight, maybe they can... But what does it have to do with us? Our existence is at best being sent to die to buy time! "

"Look outside, look now, look at the bones all over the place, look at the bones of the war dead that have not been collected yet-you think Brandon Can’t you do it? Do you think they can’t do it? Look at them!"

"You guys also want to make it impossible for you to do this. It can only be a death-death thing that becomes skeleton doesn't Do you exist?"

"Isn't it good to be alive? It's safe and secure, the rich is safe, and it's not good to live in the ordinary, do you have to die for someone else's business?!"

"Are you crazy, am I crazy, or are we all crazy?!"

Even in the most excited state, Edward is desperately controlling his voice and emotions to avoid Found by someone outside.

The three people sitting around the table were silent.

After a while, it was Vera who spoke first.

"So we don't want to do anything, don't say anything, just watch things happen like this."

"It's as if...we don't exist?"

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Edward did not say a word, and expressed his approval with silence.

"Being the weakest living is better than being the bravest dead...Is that what you mean, Edward?" Peter Fasa whispered, his voice a little bitter:

"Can you really?"

The leader of the night watchman, coldly snorted, responded to his friend.

"Of course, otherwise, how do you think I lived to this day? The humiliation and patience I have suffered in order to live, not those of you who like to moan without illness can understand..."

"No, I didn't mean that." Peter stared at him, as if he saw through his thoughts at a glance: "You always tell us that as long as we disappear and don't show up, you can settle everything. Is it really okay?"

"I..."

"You can't do it, right?" Peter frowned, his expression increasingly bitter: "You said cloth Langdon is not a person who will give up easily. He will use all means to achieve his wish-if he really wants my life, he needs a handle from you and realizes that you have something to hide from him..."

"Emperor Brandon... he won't let you go. You also said that you are just a tool to him. He doesn't care what the tool thinks, he only makes the tool obey him."

"If you go against his will, you will die miserably... or even worse than death."

The silent Edward had a ugly expression.

Vera, with a look of astonishment, had not recovered from the shock just now, she immediately entered another kind of shock.

"Peter, you mean...Edward...he..."

"He intends to sacrifice himself to protect us." Peter slowly got up, closed his eyes and kept Silent Edward-as if as long as this is the case, he can't hear his own voice, and can't see his own expression.

This guy who always likes to keep himself out of things is actually quite childish.

"You always said that after losing Jarvan and Ivan, you don't want to lose us again—I have to say, this is the same for Vera and me, we can't lose you again, Edward. "Peter Fasa said solemnly:

"I have witnessed the ending of Root Infinit with my own eyes—I saw with my own eyes how the once horrible and trembling adult was downright To drag out an ignoble existence, lurking incognito for a long time, begging for forgiveness in the hands of a mortal enemy, disappeared without a trace from in this world!"

"I know how abominable he is, but now I know better One point, that is, everything he did was for His Majesty Eckhart-responsibility, fault, hatred, resentment... This terrifying man took everything on his back, but ended up in such a sad end."

"If you were to say goodbye to this world in that way, I would also feel that life is better than death."

Peter said with a heartache.

Vera lowered her head and stared at Edward's every move, as if he would dared to object and punch him.

"Peter, Vera, you guys..."

Sighing Edward, his voice hoarse:

"You just want the three of us to work together Was it burned to ashes by a giant dragon?"

"If it is fate, don't resist; if it is a choice..." Peter leaned down and faced the silent Edward:

" Let's face it together, no one should be a hero!"