The road back, the road under the night lights.

The earth shook lightly, and the horse's hooves were crisp.

"Kinsloan, this is the first time I feel disdain for your efficiency."

Immediately, Safirlan murmured to himself. It has been a long time since he left until now.

Could it be that something unexpected happened to his actions? He had thought about this problem, but he quickly left the idea behind him.

Because, he would not believe that he would have an accident, and this comes from the strength of that man.

What kind of trouble would have gotten him up?

He yawned, and the whip in his hand was bored and swaying casually. Although the horse was not bumpy and even a little stable, he felt tired. This was due to his personality habits.

He doesn't like ordinary life or the constraints of old-fashioned dogmatics, but now he lives an ordinary life under an old-fashioned boss.

What a clever irony.

Therefore, he often mocks himself when drinking with others.

Safirland sighed and looked back at Tyrrant who was hanging on the horse in the distance. At this moment, he was like a soulless body, a puppet, and he seemed to see the dead and godless eyes.

I am really sorry, tonight I became the executioner who smashed your ideals and slaughtered you.

The price of becoming young is different to everyone. Will it be unfair to his cruelty?

Sometimes, he still envies them.

He unconsciously touched the long sword at his waist. This sword was given to him by his best friend of his college days. It was not ordinary or expensive.

He has many swords because he is a man who likes to collect swords.

However, every time he was on duty, he would bring this sword. Perhaps, it was not as sharp as other swords, or perhaps, it was not as powerful as other swords, and this did not prevent him from choosing it.

Because, this is the last gift his best friend gave him.

His friend was a warm and cheerful man, and he also had a strong sense of responsibility. His dream was to become a general of the kingdom and lead the army to defeat every enemy who invaded the kingdom.

After graduation, he was assigned to the northern defense line of the kingdom as he wished and gloriously became a sergeant chief.

His dream began and ended at that moment,

In the year of the fog flower, the Osasu barbarians suddenly invaded and died in the Laidan Army Town.

When the Kingdom went north to fight back, due to his outstanding sword skills, he voluntarily selected into the Kingdom Guards. He could have a better choice, but he resolutely chose to give up.

Because, when following the army to fight back north, some of the Kingdom Guards will become special surprise attack teams, and each action will affect the direction of victory or defeat on the balance.

He wanted to kill people and kill the Osasu barbarians.

He wanted to take revenge and avenge his best friend.

That year, he killed many people, numb people and numb swords. He wanted to continue to kill like this until he killed all the barbarians.

An important raid sniper, he could not forget that moment, and the moment that completely awakened him, because he and his squad suffered a completely devastating blow.

He still remembers the tall ordinary barbarian holding a big sword in both hands. It was the barbarian, the big sword, which was reaping the lives of his companions in the team one by one.

He once fought to the death and resisted to the death, but everything was futile.

It was the barbarian who used the sword in his hand to educate him about what the gap in strength is and what the cruelty of war is.

He survived because he ran away.

After the kingdom army successfully recovered the northern defense line, he returned to the capital. He did not have the joy of victory, but only continued to pursue a strong will in his heart.

He did not choose to withdraw from the Kingdom Guards because he wanted to become stronger. Only among the Kingdom Guards could he find a way to become stronger.

These years have passed, and he has become an adjutant of the Third Battalion of the Kingdom Guards because of his strength.

Suddenly, a figure appeared under the street lights in the dim street in the distance.

The guards slowly moved forward and stopped slowly.

"Who are you?"

In front of the team, Saphirland asked, looking at the mysterious person hiding in the black robe not far away in front of him.

"A man who wants to keep you here."

He stood in the middle of the road, his covered face without any expression, and his low and hoarse voice was not loud, not small enough that Safirland could hear it.

Safirland raised the horse whip, behind him, the sword was unsheathed, the horse was neighing, and the warning was ready.

"one person?"

Safirlan looked at him with a slight squint, and the perceptions he exuded searched every corner of the surroundings, but he had no results.

"Didn't your perception tell you the answer?" The man in black robe calmly revealed Safirland's subconscious actions.

"If someone stood here and told me that he wanted to keep us, do you know what I was thinking at this time?" Safirlan touched the hilt of his waist, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If he was not a lunatic, then he would definitely have a difficult grasp."

"You are a smart man." The man in black robe said lightly: "But no matter how smart you are, it cannot change your ending."

"Oh?" Safirlan shook his eyebrows and said, "But I can't see that you have the strength to keep us here."

During the conversation, he collided violently with his perception. From the breath he perceived by the other party, we can vaguely understand that the other party's strength was not as strong as imagined.

The man in black robe suddenly said, "Do you know why your boss, Lord Cinthlon, has not returned for a long time?"

Safirlan was shocked and said calmly: "Maybe I encountered a little trouble on the way back."

The man in black robe said, "Is it fun to deceive yourself?"

Safeelland said: "The boring joke is not a good cheat."

The man in black robe said, "He won't come."

Safirlan held the hilt tightly with his slender and powerful hand and said, "Is he dead?"

The man in black robe said, "He is not dead."

Safeelland said: "Then why wouldn't he come?"

The man in black robe said, "It's too late for him to come."

The cold wind was bleak, the branches and leaves were rustling, and the falling leaves blew across their sides.

Safeelland said: "What did you do?"

The man in black robe said, "It was just to not affect our plan, so he was temporarily trapped somewhere, and unfortunately, his men did not have this luck."

He understood that if the rescue mission failed, Kinslom's men might have all been destroyed.

For some reason, Safirlan was silent because he didn't understand what confidence the other party had to leave them here, and what his purpose was.

The man in black robe reached out his hand into his wide cuffs and slowly took out a scroll.
Chapter completed!