Longmen Memoirs

If she turned into a corpse, ah, w couldn't tell in his heart whether he should be happy or sad. He might cry, is it possible?

Ines isn't that important either.

With the compressed dry food in my mouth, I paused while adjusting the crossbow machine. She turned her head and glanced at Ines, who was sleeping on her shoulder.

I have to say that Ines is much more likable when she is quiet than when she is sober.

"I won't die that easily."

Ines suddenly spoke, and W was startled. The dry food was stuck in her throat. She coughed hard and slapped her chest, almost choking to death.

"you……"

"I'm alive."

"You might as well die to save trouble. Oh, who just swore that it didn't matter? Did I hear you wrong?"

"You heard that right, but that's not what your shadow said."

"To shut up!"

"Are you sad, w, because you are afraid that I will die?"

"Fart! Your spells are still just as disgusting!"

"Humph."

Ines just snorted softly, and she leaned on W's shoulder again, shoulder to shoulder with her.

"Why are you still leaning on me?"

"Don't move, I need to rest."

"..."

"your hands?"

"I'm unconscious. There's too much blood. My reaction is very slow now." Ines pursed her pale lips: "If that happens, you know what to do, w, leave me a A bomb, I owe you once."

"How do you want to pay it back?" W asked.

Ines closed her eyes.

"You'll know then."

"Ines..." w called softly.

"I'm here."

"...Don't die."

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"Yes, Hedley, yes, if you hadn't chosen the Tower of Babel, maybe one day you would have the opportunity to become one of us."

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He looked at Hedley who had lost an arm. His remaining left hand was holding the sword in his hand to prevent him from falling. Half of Hedley's body was stained red with blood.

Behind him, the body of a sin pardoner had long since died. When facing their dead companions, the two sin pardoners in front of them did not react at all.

They are calmer and more rational than mercenaries, but therefore more deadly and dangerous.

"That's... what a pity."

Hedley stared at the mercenary a few meters away. His vision was a little blurry. He couldn't tell whether it was blood or sweat, maybe both. His body couldn't help but convulse and tremble. The pain from his left arm was almost numb.

"There are many mercenaries popular in Kazdale, but not many can achieve the same achievements as you. You should be proud of this, even after death."

"Are all sin pardoners so good at praising their opponents?"

Perhaps because Hedley had nowhere to escape and was bound to die, the Pardoners did not press on him step by step.

"The strong should be respected. You serve that highness. We just have different ideas, but for the benefit of Kazdel and Sakaz, we are consistent on this point." The Pardoner said: "Tower of Babel It is impossible to escape destruction. Even if it were not for this war, Her Highness Theresia's ideas would not be able to prevail. You hold hope in your heart, hope that you should not have. Theresia is already terminally ill. There is no trace of snake or mouse in your parliament. The odds are good.”

"...Don't tell me, this is why the Pardoners chose Tracys?" Hedley couldn't help but laugh.

He did not wait for the Pardoner to answer.

"So, in the end, it's not that the Pardoner doesn't think highly of His Highness, it's because of His Highness's condition that you don't even dare to take that step. You guys, I have to admit, I overestimated the organization of the Pardoner. , you are actually no different from the Parliament, no, from Sakaz, in fact, you are just a group of stubborn people who follow the old ways."

Hedley's words even contained contempt and disdain. He looked at the Pardoner in front of him and no longer felt that there was anything scary about this group of people.

"Perhaps you are right. We chose the larger price at both ends of the scale, but this is not surprising. The Absolver exists for Kazdel and Sarkaz. We do not allow any risks, let alone Everything will be tied up with an unrealistic idea."

"It's because you think so that over the years, since the beginning of this long war, Kazdaele has remained unchanged, without any change. It has always been dilapidated, backward, chaotic, and barren." Hedley whispered: "Forgiver, you are stubborn. Because of the so-called risks, you ignored the deaths of Kazdel and Sakaz. You abandoned His Highness. Ah, it is really ridiculous."

"There is no point in arguing, Hedley. Arguing is always meaningless. The result is the most important." The Pardoner shook his head and replied: "And your result is already determined."

Hedley watched the Pardoner walking toward him step by step, holding a sharp sword in his hand. He could no longer resist. He couldn't even move a step. It was his last persistence not to fall down.

The Absolver raised his sword high. Behind the sword's edge, Hedley saw Kazdaele under the fading sun. Under the dusk, it looked like blood.

Hedley thought of a lot at that moment.

He thought of Ines, of w, the former w and the later w, and he thought of his team. When he and Ines first planned to form a mercenary group, there were only a few of them at that time.

He thought of his birth, the hundreds of miles of decay in the industrial area, everything he encountered in the long war, and the scene when he saw His Highness when he first arrived at the Tower of Babel. Until the end, they all walked together. Come.

It turned out that we had come so far.

The memory fades away.

Hedley thought of nothing, his mind went blank, leaving only the bloody dusk in his eyes.

My Kazdel...

I've done everything I can for you.

Chapter 25 Little Crazy Woman

Wei Na saw Chen Mo leaving the camp with the soldiers leaving the court. She stared at their backs and did not ask him where he was going or what he was going to do.

Hogg was retained.

It is rare that the leader of the external operations team in Liting remained silent for a day, and the number of personnel stationed at Liting decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Anyone can guess what happened to them.

There is a cemetery behind the station.

The bodies of Sakaz and non-Sakaz who died in the ongoing war, regardless of their identity, age, or origin, were buried in the same place.

Indra heard Hogg talk about it.

"That cemetery, ah, you noticed it too. Why do you suddenly ask about this, Master?"

"Just answer me. What did they tell you?"

"...We have the same place everywhere as we did in Londinium."

"You mean they consider this place home."

"No, Master, I think they think of the word "liting" as "home."

"……so."

"What's wrong?"

"Indra, have you ever thought about staying here? Staying with the Glasgow gang, maybe, I mean it would be better."

"I haven't thought about it." Indra shook his head without thinking: "I always remember you said that the struggle will never stop, whether it is here or in Londinium, but I follow you and I believe in you, Vina , so I will accept whatever choice you make."

"is it?"

"Our people are injured, bleeding, and some are lying with Sakaz. They may never continue to follow us. In the future, I know this number will only increase." Indra turned to look at Vina, "But it doesn't matter, we have already made this preparation from the day we met you."

She paused in her words and was silent for a few seconds.

"Are you chickening out? Vina."

Because you see that we are dying for you, because you see the true cruelty of this war. Although we had similar plans before leaving, when we really came into contact with it, we realized that everything was not what we thought. So simple.

If you answer yes.

I'll probably be disappointed, Indra thought.

"I..." Wei Na was stunned. She did not answer. After a while, she shook her head: "No, no. This war in Sakaz made me realize a lot of facts. I just suddenly found that I am more mature than before. I know what I can do.”

"Indra, I hope you can live well, don't deny your own value easily, and don't ignore your own life easily. We will go on together. No matter what happens in the future, I hope you can always be by my side." She added softly: "As a friend, as a companion, this is not an order, but a personal request from me."

Indra felt relieved.

"I'll do it if you don't tell me."

"But I still want to say it." Wei Na smiled. She looked at a figure that had disappeared in the distance and whispered: "I always feel that if I don't tell you, you will deliberately pretend not to know."

You are the same kind of person, but you are not the same kind of person.

Hedley braced himself for death.

As he watched the sword edge fall, his heart felt extremely calm at this moment, and he even felt a sense of relief.

Farewell, Kazdale...

Steel collided in front of Hedley's eyes, the silver sword edge splashed sparks, the black cloak splashed water when it was raised, and the cold water hit Hedley's face.

The person who shouldn't be here stood in front of Hedley. His figure was familiar yet unfamiliar. Hedley couldn't help but remember that when he saw this inverted figure for the first time, he looked down at him. Hedley couldn't even muster the confidence to draw his sword due to his contempt.

In front of those eyes, everything is in vain.

The despair and powerlessness that he once felt made Hedley feel extremely relieved at this moment. He was probably finally able to understand Ines's mood at the time and the source of her trembling and entangled tone in the communication.

The Absolver quickly retreated, and the blue flames ignited from the sword's edge ignited the Absolver's cloak. He slashed off the burning corner with his sword and fell into the water to extinguish it.

Hedley finally lost the strength to support his body at this moment, and he fell backward, with an arm holding his only remaining left arm.

"How does it feel to survive the aftermath? Hedley."

He even heard the half-joking tone. Hedley wanted to smile along with it, but he really didn't have the energy to smile.

"Not bad."

"You did very well."

"...This is a trap, my lord."

"I know, I know it's a trap and you're all live bait."

Chen Mo looked at the two remaining sin pardoners on the opposite side.

"You have 2 minutes to decide whether to evacuate or stay, Absolver."

The two pardoners looked at each other.

"I know that you, the leader of Liting, the new nobleman who has risen around Theresia, under your methods, many Sakaz and nobles have died because of you."

"You want revenge?"

"On the contrary, we deeply respect your contribution to Sarkarz and Kazdaele, despite our opposition to you."

"You speak so nicely. You can speak a little more. I like to hear it."

"You don't have to use this clumsy way to delay time. Since you dare to show up, our goal has been achieved. We are not your opponent, and your opponent is not us."

The pardoner facing Chen Mo bowed slightly.

They turned around and evacuated without any pause.

"What a pity." Chen Mo regretfully inserted the heavy knife into the ground.

If we can stop these two pardoners, we should be able to get a lot of information.

"...I am the one who has dragged you down, my lord."

"Don't say that." Chen Mo shook his head. He looked at Hedley's lost right arm, and the hand that wanted to reach out to pat his shoulder could only be withdrawn: "You have done a good enough job in this mission. That's it. The two Pardoners are not worth risking your life, and they may not be captured alive."

"They must have other purposes." Hedley continued, and he did not stop.

"It's nothing more than targeting me and Li Ting. Mud Rock and other warriors will arrive soon. Just say less, Hedley."

When he heard Chen Mo's answer, he looked up at Chen Mo's back, and rarely saw a trace of gentleness in the eyes of his nominal commander.

Hedley opened his mouth.