Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 29 Only the crown of injustice is reserved for you

No troll could have imagined that.

When they return with the glory of victory, what greets them is not the flowers all over the mountains and plains and the cheers of their relatives, but a real tragedy in the world!

The once relaxed and harmonious atmosphere is gone, and the ground is full of dirty mud.

A few shriveled figures lay motionless in the shadows as maggots crawled in and out of their bodies, and annoying flies swam over their empty eyeballs.

The breath of death and decay spreads here.

Everything was so different from the Borneo city that the soldiers had in mind, so that when they walked into the city, they were cautious and cautious, still doubting their own eyes in shock.

I don't know if we should be thankful that the city has not completely died.

A half-dead adult troll lay on the ground as returning warriors surrounded him.

The skin close to the bones seemed to have lost moisture, making one wonder if there was only a pair of skins left to support the body, which seemed no different from those corpses on the battlefield whose souls had been sucked dry by the Soul Eater.

in silence.

With a bad feeling in his heart, Xia Lupa squatted down on his own initiative, and took out some hard-to-swallow vegetable roots that he despised before.

The faint and imperceptible smell from the food seemed to awaken his long-sleeping consciousness, causing his eyes to roll suddenly.

The next moment, the other party desperately grabbed the vegetable root.

Dirty ten fingers seemed to be holding the most precious hope, and he desperately stuffed it down his throat. His heavy panting and swallowing sound made the troll warrior who had just experienced a near death shudder!

"What... what happened here?"

Seeing that the troll didn't pay attention to his intentions at all, instead his eyes were red and he wanted to pounce on him.

Shalupa immediately punched him to the ground unceremoniously, lifted him up, and asked in a trembling voice.

"...What happened? As you can see, everyone here has been hungry for a long time."

The skinny and hungry troll finally regained some sanity, looked at the first batch of troll warriors returning to Borneo in fear, lowered his head and said with his lips muttering.

"The hunting team has all gone to fight, and the forest is full of ferocious beasts. At the beginning, some people dared to go in, but after the death of many people, no one dared to go to the forest anymore, not to mention there was nothing to eat.

The weather is getting colder, and after the sea starts to freeze, it becomes difficult to catch fish in the sea..."

"Why didn't anyone notify us?! What about the army staying in Borneo, they just watched?!"

"All, all of them were taken to the front by His Majesty. Before he went, he told us to stay well, and he would immediately notify the army to come back..."

All the fighters were stunned in unison.

What they recalled in their minds was the glorious figure that impassioned and encouraged the whole army during that nearly one month.

Time and time again, in times of despair, everyone's confidence was inspired, and the haze of fear of the Soul Eater was dispelled from the bottom of their hearts, so that all soldiers were sincerely proud of having such a leader, and followed them to the death!

But in all his passionate language, the plight of Borneo was not mentioned for a moment.

Everyone was attracted by the glory and victory he painted, and they never noticed the tragedy that was happening behind them.

No wavering, no hesitation.

Keeping in the dark, the military spirit has always been as firm as iron, unaware of the hell their relatives, lovers, and children are in, and they are retiring. Every troll is twisted into a rope under his leadership, firmly believing that this war The necessity!
However, no matter how good a lie is, it will be exposed one day.

What's more, the leader I admired so much seems to have no intention of covering up the crimes he committed.

Shalupa ran away, his mind was still blank, but his body followed the deafening instinct, eager to see his mother.

There are also some trolls in the team like him, anxious to rush to those places that are extremely precious in memory.

However, when the panting Shalupa stopped, the thatched hut that had left countless good memories was already in dilapidation.

Looking at the door that seemed to collapse if pushed lightly, Sharupa swallowed, feeling a sense of great fear spontaneously for no reason.

After a moment.

The warrior who was praying crazily in his heart tremblingly pushed open the door, never had such a moment of fear and uneasiness like now.

But when he saw the emaciated corpse curled up into a ball, Shalupa was instantly struck by lightning, and he didn't even notice that the life-threatening weapon fell to the ground!

Mother, that was the mother who gave birth to him, raised him and saved him...

When witnessing the death of his comrades-in-arms, Sharupa didn't cry, and when he was tortured by the tragic spiritual scream, Sharupa didn't cry, even at the moment when he was on the verge of death, he didn't regret it for a moment.

But at this moment, behind that dead wooden door.

The heartbroken cry flowed quietly, and it didn't stop for a long time.

Just like a cub who travels far away can no longer find his way home, cannot say sorry to that person, and can no longer persuade himself to pursue the glory of a warrior.

All that's left is grudges and revenge——!
I don't know when, weak crying greets the end.

When Sharupa with a cold face pushed the door out, a familiar figure had been waiting for an unknown amount of time, looking at Sharupa with a complicated expression.

"...don't do anything stupid, Sharupa."

"So are you going to stand in front of me?"

Sharupa spoke indifferently.

The icy tone was even more repulsive than Castal's many years ago. The voodoo priest sighed deeply and pleaded earnestly.

"You have no chance of winning. Most of the soldiers in the Bone and Blood Guards are still following him firmly. They have no emotional weakness. Trolls like us are the real outliers in Zangula.

And you also know that if Tolisso does not adopt this method, it is absolutely impossible for an army with worries about the future to win the Battle of Dawn. "

"I would give everything for him, but not my family.

Move over, Castel, this is the last warning! "

The killing intent that was about to burst out was ready to go.

Gone is the upbeat troll recruit, replaced by a warrior with the will to die after the loss of something dear to him!
A tooth for a tooth, blood for blood.

This is the principle advocated by all fighters.

No matter who is in his path of revenge, Sharupa will destroy him equally!

Just when a battle of the same robes was about to start, Castal suddenly let go of his hand holding the staff, and the surging magic power disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Xia Lupa was unmoved, and indifferently looked at the neck of his teammate who could entrust his life to him not long ago.

"Don't stare at me like that, it makes me uncomfortable."

"Get out of here if you don't want to do it!"

"You are not the only one who is different, Sharupa, welcome to join the warm family of the Blood Pact Gang."

Before the frowning Sharupa refused, Castel spoke in an undeniable tone.

"If you want to die, I won't stop you, but you still want to assassinate Tolisso alone? You can choose for yourself whether to temporarily endure and accumulate strength, or to bury the opportunity on impulse."

"... Who else is on our side?"

"The bad news is that even if all the fighters return, there will never be too many people joining the Blood Pact.

The good news is that there are some of us among the nobility. "

"Why didn't I know before that there is such a complicated camp dog in Zangula?"

"Don't take your anger out on me. I just found out about the Blood Pact Gang not too long ago. I hope you can understand my feelings."

Will hesitate.

Sharupa put down the dangerous magic weapon and asked numbly.

"Are any of your wives and daughters still alive?"

"Where can a girl less than ten years old, a female troll who can't hunt, find food at a time like this?
I heard that my daughter met our King His Majesty by chance during her lifetime. I wonder if I should feel honored.The situation was getting worse day by day, and when she couldn't bear it any longer, she survived for more than ten days relying on the last meat, and just starved to death at home yesterday. "

Sharupa didn't ask again where his daughter's meat came from during this period of extreme food scarcity.

There was no wavering in his blank gaze.

The troll warrior finally took a deep look at the direction of the palace, no longer had the longing and respect of the past, and some only had pure and strong disgust.

The murderous murmur was blown away by the strong wind.

"It won't be long, I must personally destroy the unrighteous crown on that tyrant's head!"

(End of this chapter)