As a venomous snake, I evolved into a god through devouring.

"I advise you to stick to working with the others."

Now everyone is an accomplice, and you, the only innocent saint, are very likely to be forced to become a warrior to resist the dragon's breath.

Joseph grinned and smiled at Raymond.

"You can make money, integrate with your colleagues, and even use this as a pledge of loyalty to become Captain Finn's confidant. Don't forget what the captain's surname is. As long as you can get on Theodora's good side, it's not impossible for you to become a high-ranking member of the legion, let alone the cavalry."

So many benefits, the only price is losing your pitiful conscience. Wake up, those luxuries aren't for lowly soldiers like you and me.

After saying that, Joseph ignored Raymond's dazed expression and went to chat and laugh with the other members.

Just then, Finn's order came from the front.

"The captain's orders are that you have all had a long march. Go to the village ahead for a midday rest, and then continue your advance in the afternoon."

Raymond mechanically looked up and saw that his cavalry unit had unknowingly left the main road and arrived at the edge of the jungle.

Before them lay an ordinary village.

A cheer erupted around him as everyone praised Finn for his consideration for his subordinates, but Raymond remained oblivious.

He vaguely remembers entering the village with the others, and then vaguely hears the village chief, who is almost crying, repeating the same sentence over and over again.

"Sir Knight, Riverwood Village truly has no extra food to aid the army!"

Raymond only snapped back to reality when a colleague who had greeted him kicked open the cabin door and dragged the screaming peasant woman out by her hair.

"stop!"

Raymond roared, and his two-handed greatsword was suddenly drawn from its sheath, pointing directly at his colleague who was about to assault the peasant woman on the ground.

"Put her down!"

All the soldiers around him seemed to freeze, they all looked at Raymond, and then burst into laughter.

"What's going on, Vice Captain?"

"Stop fooling around, put away your swords and help us move these things."

"Yeah, that kind of joke isn't funny."

However, Raymond showed no intention of putting down his greatsword. He strode forward and placed the greatsword against the other man's neck.

"I said let her go!"

As Raymond made this move, the surrounding soldiers' gazes shifted. They put down what they were holding and slowly placed their hands on their weapons, ready to strike at any moment.

Just as tensions were about to rise, a figure walked straight toward Raymond from not far away.

The black-haired knight seemed completely unconcerned about the blade in Raymond's hand, and strode closer.

Seeing that the newcomer was hostile, Raymond didn't hold back and swung his sword directly at Finn, but Finn was faster than him!

The latter drew his sword from his waist and knocked Raymond's weapon away with a single blow, then threw a punch that knocked him to the ground.

"Take care of it."

Finn spoke coldly, sheathed his longsword, and flicked the blood off his gauntlets onto the ground.

Two people immediately came forward and helped the unconscious Redmond to a corner.

"Leave two people to finish up the work, the rest of you come with me to Broken Blade Town."

Finn's eyes swept over the faces of the villagers, who, apart from the village chief and a cripple with a broken leg, were all women and children.

Despite being treated this way, they dared not show the slightest hatred; their eyes were lowered, and they didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye.

The empire spent a fortune carving out roads through the mountains to provide them with a place to live, yet they couldn't bear to part with even a single grain of food.

These unruly people claim they have no extra food or money, but in reality, a quick search of the cellar or any corner of the room will yield plenty.

Poverty, lowliness, cunning, ingratitude, cowardice.

Finn looked away, feeling that looking at this group of people any longer would only dirty his eyes.

Raymond's stupidity only fueled his frustration.

The common people are like weeds growing in the field; they die and new ones grow back. People who would draw their swords against their own comrades for their sake are a menace to the land.

Why are all the boring and stupid people surrounding him?

Finn, feeling dejected, rode his warhorse and led his cavalry along the Road of Lightfall to Broken Blade Town. Amidst the fawning smiles of the town mayor and the adventurers there, he entered the town.

After the dinner, the mayor stepped forward to stop Finn, who was about to leave.

"Your Excellency Finn, the adventurers within the town of Red Dragon City where it crashed have yet to find any trace of it..."

"Are you saying that it's unreasonable to pay taxes now just because the problem wasn't found?"

"No, no, no... I mean..."

"Your meaning is irrelevant; you need to pay the amount stated on the paperwork. Mayor Claude, you don't actually think you can fool me with a small banquet, do you?"

"But...but...we really can't find it..."

"Here we go again. Can't you guys come up with something new to say?"

Finn was thoroughly fed up with the cliché. He glanced casually at the mayor, whose face was expressionless, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

Despite his handsome appearance, his smile was not ugly, but the mayor, looking at his white teeth, felt that his smile was more terrifying than the gaping maw of a monster.

That's your business.

After saying this, he left the latter behind and entered the most luxurious mansion in Broken Blade Town.

The next day.

boring.

Finn propped his legs up on the table and fiddled with a ruby.

The order to collect taxes has been issued, and the rest can be left to those below. Now he is once again in a state of emptiness with nothing to do.

What Finn held was a gift from the mayor, who had begged for some more time, and he naturally wouldn't refuse it.

Under the sunlight, the ruby ​​emitted a mysterious arcane aura. Coupled with its rare size and clarity, it was a treasure that would drive both humans and dragons crazy. However, the lake-blue eyes below it showed no excitement, but rather only weariness.

He had tasted killing, plundering, money, and beautiful women countless times, and they no longer brought him any pleasure.

He wanted something newer and more interesting.

That kind of wondrous existence that defies common sense and is rarely seen in the world.

If the gods are truly willing to grant him such pleasure, it wouldn't be unreasonable for him to exchange his life for it.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The one who entered was a member of the cavalry, and his expression was somewhat strange.

"Captain, the two cavalrymen who stayed in Riverwood this afternoon to clean up the mess have been confirmed dead."

"Surprisingly, Raymond has this skill?"

"No, they... were bitten to death by poisonous snakes."

Finn stopped what he was doing, a strange look appearing in his eyes.

Tell me in detail.