Panlong's infinite evolution

Chapter 22

The scar warrior in the previous chapter was changed to the three-eyed warrior!
"Master Hogg, after I leave, please help take care of Carol and the two children." Hillman's eyes finally fell on Hogg.

"Don't worry about going to the Sirius Fortress. I will take care of Roland and Nader as if they were my own sons, and Carol will definitely not lack her expenses." Hogg said with red eyes, but halfway through the sentence, He turned his face away in embarrassment.

"Carol, I'm leaving. You have to take good care of yourself and Nader. Roland is almost an adult. Since he plans to go to the Magic Academy, let him go. Maybe our Scott family can produce another one." Where is the great magician!" Hillman looked at Carol and Nader tenderly, with infinite nostalgia and reluctance.

"It's getting late, we should go!" The three-eyed warrior looked at Hogg and said coldly.

"Everyone, let's disperse!" Facing the order from the military department, Hogg could do nothing but waved his hands feebly, signaling the people in the town to get out of the way.

I'm useless, not to mention restoring the family's glory, even the captain of the guard can't protect him, Hogg's guilt has dried up his sense of frustration.

"Hillman, let's go!" The three-eyed warrior put down the steel knife in his hand, not worried about Hillman's escape.

If he dared to resist the army's call-up order, the consequences would be very serious, and the whole clan would be wiped out. He even wished that Hillman would escape.

"Let's go!" Hillman had been in the army for ten years and was familiar with the laws of the kingdom. How could he make the three-eyed warrior fulfill his wish? With his chest up and his head raised, Hillman strode towards the door with high spirits, like a general going to war.

In the early winter, the cold wind is as cold as rain, and the strong men never return.

Looking at Hillman's figure, an inexplicable tragic atmosphere permeated the crowd.

Wherever Hillman went, people in the town looked at him with tears in their eyes, and silently made way for him.

As a sixth-level soldier, Hillman could have easily become a mid-level officer in the army and lived a comfortable life. For the sake of better cultivation for the children in Wushan Town, he came back without hesitation.

Hillman's contribution to Wushan Town is obvious to all.Under his guidance, the number of newly added fighters in Wushan town is much higher than before, and the overall level of fighters has improved a lot compared to before.

"Uncle Hillman, don't go!"

Nearly two hundred children suddenly poured in from outside the door, the older ones were fourteen or five years old, and the younger ones were only six or seven years old. They looked at Hillman with immature and affectionate eyes, and surrounded him tightly.

"Children, Uncle Hillman is going to the army. You should be happy for Uncle. Do you still remember how we sent our brothers to the army?" Tears, still asked with a smile on his face.

"I know, I know!" A six-year-old tiger-headed little guy jumped out happily.

"We beat the gongs and drums to send those brothers to join the army."

The six-year-old boy didn't realize the oppressive atmosphere around him at all. Instead, he was complacent because he answered first. He raised his head and looked at Hillman with pure and innocent eyes, expecting his praise.

"Hades is right. We sent our brothers to the army with gongs and drums. Now uncle is going to the army. What should you do!" Hillman gently patted Hades's head, raised his head, Trying not to let the tears fall from his eyes, he asked with a laugh.

"We're going to beat the gongs and drums!"

The six or seven-year-old children suddenly cheered!

thump -- thump -- thump --

Sudden--

There was a sound of drumming from Baruch's mansion. Grandpa Shirley, with a gray beard, held two heavy hammers, stood on the roof, and struck the drum forcefully one after another.

At the beginning, the sound of the drums was deep and heavy, like an army marching slowly, but as time passed, it became more and more rapid, and finally clanged everywhere, like a squall, like a battle on a battlefield, like a galloping horse.

Amidst the sound of the drums, Hillman's mind suddenly returned to the battlefield, to those ten years of blood-filled days in the army.

At this moment, the sound of the drums stopped abruptly, and Grandpa Ciri raised his head and roared vigorously, "Hillman, let's go—"

The sound is vicissitudes of life and sadness!

"Hillman, let's go—"

"Hillman, let's go—"

"Hillman, let's go—"

Suddenly countless voices resounded, finally converging to Ruyi, and resounding over the entire Wushan Town, piercing mountains and cracking rocks, resounding through the sky.

"Hurry up, hurry up, Hillman will be taken away!" Hearing the desolate roar from the town, Luo Lan felt anxious!
"Thank you everyone, thank you everyone!"

The tough man suddenly burst into tears, Hillman turned around and bowed deeply to all the villagers, to the hometown where he was raised.

"Let's go!" Hillman turned around resolutely, seeing so many reluctant eyes, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but want to stay in the next moment.

"Wait a minute..."

With a sudden roar, Luo Lan suddenly stopped in front of the three of them, stared at the two soldiers from the military headquarters indifferently, and said in a cold voice, "Who sent you here?"

For some reason, Lu Boer suddenly appeared in Luo Lan's mind, and he was the only one with such ability and motivation.

"Who are you?" The three-eyed warrior looked at Luo Lan coldly.

"I'm Roland? Scott, I'm sure you must have heard, tell me who sent you here." Roland stepped forward, staring at the two of them and asked, "Even if you don't tell me, I can still guess .”

"Sorry, I don't understand what you mean, we are just following the orders of the military department, please step aside." The three-eyed soldier looked at Luo Lan expressionlessly, holding the handle of the knife tightly with one hand.

"Luo Lan, get out of the way. I'm going to garrison the Sirius Fortress, not to die. You don't have to worry." Hillman looked at Luo Lan with relief, "In two more months, you will be 16 years old. You are an adult, you have to take good care of your mother and younger brother when I am not around..."

"Father, you don't need to say anything!" Luo Lan interrupted Hillman, staring at the two of them. "My father is unwell and cannot go to the Sirius Fortress. Please go back and tell the military headquarters."

"Haha, if you say you can't go, then you won't go. The Sirius Fortress is one of the most important fortresses in the Kingdom of Finlay. If the two of you delay the battle, can you bear the responsibility?" The three-eyed warrior looked at him contemptuously. Luo Lan was full of sarcasm.

Not to mention a country pariah, it is extremely difficult for an ordinary nobleman to change the order of the military department. This little guy really doesn't know what to say.

"Let go of my father, and I will accompany you to the Sirius Fortress." A cold light flashed in Luo Lan's eyes, and he said suddenly, "If I remember correctly, it is allowed in the laws of the Kingdom of Finlay for a son to join the army instead of his father! "

"Are you going?" The three-eyed warrior looked at Luo Lan in surprise.

"Nonsense!" Hillman snapped.

"You are going to study at Wellington Academy of Witchcraft and Magic. The hope of our Scott family's revitalization rests on you. If you fail to earn a noble title for the family, I will never forgive you in this life, so hurry back!"

"Father, don't worry, I will definitely earn a noble title for the family." Luo Lan said firmly.

"As for my proposal, how do you two think about it? I think the one behind you would be more willing to let me go!"

The three-eyed warrior was a little uncertain, turned his head slightly to look at the stick warrior, and saw the stick warrior nodded imperceptibly, and said: "Since you are filial, then you can go with us!"

The two of them turned out to be hemp fighters!
Luo Lan was slightly surprised, and couldn't help but take another look at this person.

This person's figure looks thin, but his muscles are solid, especially his two long legs, which are strong and powerful. He walks lightly and silently, and the light in his eyes is restrained. He looks like an ordinary person without the slightest momentum.

Luo Lan was secretly vigilant, but he couldn't deduce the state of this person.

As everyone knows, the stick warrior was even more shocked than Luo Lan. He received the news that the other party was only a fifth-level fighter, but just now he saw that the aura had already broken through to a sixth-level fighter.

A 16-year-old sixth-level fighter with amazing talent, it's no wonder that Master Lu Boer wanted to get rid of him even at the expense of huge favors.

(End of this chapter)