I lost all the scumbags [Quick Transmigration]

Novin once thought that the worst situation would be nothing more than rumors spread throughout Durin that their lords were sheltering people infected with necromancy.

He didn't know that worse things could happen until he saw today's news.

I don't know where the source of the spread is, but just overnight, a video engraved by the light ball spread widely in Dulin.

This kind of light sphere trained by an alchemist can clearly broadcast what happened in a certain period of time, and it has strong credibility because it cannot be faked.

In this video, Etwiss ruthlessly killed a high priest in red with a single sword, and at the end it was just a look from Azeweiss, his indifference and disregard for life is shocking.

Moreover, this red-clothed high priest has served in the Holy See for more than 40 years. He is a rare person with a pure reputation. He is willing to do good, loves the common people, and has a very high reputation among the common people.

And it was such a priest who was ruthlessly killed more than a month ago, and the murderer has not been found yet.

If it wasn't for the sudden arrival of this ball of light, the truth might have been buried forever.

No one wanted to believe what they saw, including Nuowen, but those who saw it knew that it really happened.

Nuo Wen hurriedly found Azeweisi, with a complicated tone: "My lord, can you tell me why you did this? Is it because you discovered what the priest did in private?"

Nuo Wen still had some hope in his heart, hoping that there was a bright reason for the origin of this incident.

But he had to be disappointed.

"Novin, he's innocent," Azeweiz said.

Nuo Wen's heart became cold, and he first asked: "My lord, you know what this means, right, but you still did it?"

Before Azeweis could answer, he was short of breath, his face was flushed, and a series of words spit out from his mouth like cannonballs.

"I don't understand you anymore, my lord. In the past, I followed you because I felt that you have your own way in your heart, but what you are doing now makes me feel that you are indulging in love and you are making yourself cocooned."

Novin dropped these words angrily and left angrily.

Azeweiss picked up the ball of light he had left behind, and looked at the contents with an indiscernible expression.

How this ball of light spread out, he already knew in his mind, unexpectedly, he didn't feel much surprise, only a sense of relief that finally arrived.

Subconsciously, he had probably been waiting for this moment for a long time.

If it was just a ball of light that did not record the cause and effect, no one would believe that such a thing was actually done by a famous sword master in the mainland.

If this matter had been exposed before, even if Etwiss made up a reason, the civilians would accept it.

They really respect the Juggernaut.

But with him covering up people infected with necromantic magic, the civilians could no longer accept any of his rhetoric, let alone Azeweisi did not make any excuses for this matter, and silently allowed the situation to develop.

Although no one dared to address this matter publicly, Etwiss' reputation in Durin was already bad in private, and the accumulation of the previous few years was nothing but a waste.

Roy also came to look for Azeweiss. He trusted Azeweiss even more, and all he could think of at this moment was to solve the predicament for Azeweiss at this moment.

"I don't ask why I did this, but I want to know who was there when I did it. The light ball video must be close-up, and we will soon be able to find out who has been there during this time. For our murderer behind the scenes."

A personal choice floated through Roy's mind.

Etwiss couldn't help but think of Milton's pale face and weak breathing that day with his hands hanging by his side.

With such a real appearance, it turned out that he was all lied to.

He sighed.

Roy had completely forgotten those chaotic thoughts before, he said anxiously: "Both the royal family and the Holy See are putting pressure on us, my lord, you are the most beloved consul in Durin, how did things become like this?"

Everyone was waiting for Azeweisi to stand up and guide them out of the maze like before, but this time, he didn't.

He said, "Roy, you go."

Roy hesitated to speak, but finally chose to leave.

When Azeweisi was finally left alone, he straightened his appearance and walked to Milton's room. He knew that Milton must be waiting for him.

Milton warmed a jug of wine in the room, sat at the table, and took a sip calmly. When he heard the voice, he knew that it was Azeweisi. He turned his head and smiled at him. The smile was as warm as before: " You know it all, right?"

"I'm afraid we don't know enough." Azeweisi came to seek the truth.

Milton toasted Atwis from a distance: "Don't you ask me why I drink? This is a memorial and a celebration."

Azeweisi sat beside him, poured himself a glass of wine, and also respected Milton.

It was the first time that the two of them were so harmonious, there was no turbulent undercurrent, no false deceit.

"Since the news spread all over Durin, I knew you would think that it was my handwriting. Sure enough, there is no way to hide it now." It's impossible to hide it anymore, it's better to say that all of this is in Milton's In his hands, this day was the day he had chosen to tear off all pretense.

Even though he had already thought of everything, when Milton said it himself, Azeweisi felt sure and relieved.

"From the time you came back, I knew that you must have come here for revenge. You are such a staunch temper, how could you be willing to let go of this hatred."

But before tearing away that layer of true colors, Azevis was willing to deceive himself and others.

Milton said that the heart of the mountain was lost, so he believed it. Milton said he liked to be alone, so he removed the people around Milton and never asked him where he was at night.

"Yeah, you know it's hate."

Milton's eyes were red: "Since then, I can dream of my father's eyes every night. He asked me why I led wolves into the house and why I trusted others. I have no way to answer, he can only use my actions Come to pay homage to the souls of my Killington family in heaven."

To this day, when Milton thinks of those nightmares every night, he is still terrified in his heart, and those haunting nightmares make him restless.

His body trembled, but it was only for a moment that he woke up.

It is his stubbornness that he cannot show weakness in front of the enemy.

But Azeweisi still captured this short moment. He felt distressed at first, but found that Milton was no longer the boy who needed comfort in the past.

That kind of detailed regret entangled him again, if, if only he hadn't done those things at the beginning.

"I've done these things and I've done them. I might as well give you an understanding. You can ask whatever you want."

"Is it true what you said about meeting the necromancer?" This is the question that Azeweisi is most concerned about. If it is not true, at least Milton can live well.

Milton didn't expect that the question he wanted to ask the most was this question: "It's true, I didn't lie to you, I just concealed what happened later. The necromancer cursed my body, of course it wasn't infected with the necromancer. Magic is so simple. At that time, there were only two paths in front of me. One was to go to death calmly. But I can’t do it. I still have a lot of things to do. The other is to accept his inheritance and become a necromancer .”

"When I say this, you should understand that the people of Durin are not slandering me. I am indeed the source of disaster for them, but I don't regret it. Those who died have all suffered from me. The kindness of the Dayton family will be repaid with revenge, and those who stepped on our family after the disaster, they should all die."

Although Etwiss didn't speak, he was still shocked by his hatred. He even resented the people who made trouble, let alone directly betrayed himself.Such a self is actually delusional to get his forgiveness.

"Then your body?"

"It's just the price of accepting the inheritance." A little weakness is exchanged for great strength.

Seeing that Azeweisi was not worried about his situation from the beginning to the end, Milton was not happy.

"Don't you hate it? I deliberately deceived your feelings. I can attack you directly, but I want to deceive your feelings first and then trample on it. Don't you hate it?"

Milton hoped that Atweis could taste the pain of being betrayed at that time.

Azeweisi did not speak for a long time, he said: "I had this hunch a long time ago."

Milton sneered, and he went on to say: "I approached you deliberately to show weakness, but secretly colluded with the temple and the royal family. I separated you and made you a lonely family, otherwise it would not be so smooth to let your murderous photos spread all over the city." Lin. Telling you all this now is to make an end between you and me."

Etwiss didn't hold any resentment, and even angered Milt even more with an attitude of understanding and resignation.

Milton pulled out the Keeling from his waist, and pressed the point of the sword against his chest.

"Why don't you fight back? Do you think that you can get my sympathy and make me repent?"

Azeweisi never spoke, he just looked at Milton with a pair of gentle eyes, as if saying that I owe you this, you can take it back.

Milton sneered: "Did you hurt this position when you went to fetch the dragon's reverse scale last time?"

The sword sliced ​​through Azeweis's coat, sliced ​​through his flesh and blood, until he found the wound that could not be healed due to the damage from the dragon flame.

He seemed to want to provoke him on purpose, every time he hit the most heart-pricking place.

Edweis finally showed a wry smile on his face, and turned his head slightly.

In this position, Milton stabbed into his chest bit by bit. The process was long and painful.

This is an extremely dangerous position, even if Milton's sword is an inch higher, Azeweisi may be killed on the spot.

Milton could even feel his body trembling slightly, but he remained silent during the process.

Blood spilled out little by little, soaking the sword.

Milton pulled Keeling out, and Azeweis bent over in pain, covering his injured position.

Milton said: "You once stained my family's blood with this sword, and now this sword is also stained with your blood. The sword is innocent."

Milton stimulated the magic in his body, and the corrosive necromantic magic entangled with the sound of the sword, breaking Keeling.

Azeweisi, who didn't even move to hurt himself, suddenly went crazy when he saw this scene, trying to get the sword back.

But it was too late, the sword that was once known as unparalleled in the world and left countless reputations has been broken into two pieces.

Like a symbol of their never-to-be-recovered relationship.

At this time, Azeweisi felt the pain in his heart, dragging the wound, every step and every breath would bring pain.

In the process of snatching the sword, Milton scratched Azeweisi's face.

"I used to like your face the most." As he said this, he injected necromantic magic into his hands, and the breath of death lingered around his hands, cutting Atvez's face and also attached to his body. above the wound.

"From now on, you will be eroded by this undead magic all the time. This feeling will make you unable to survive or die."

As if to verify his words, Azeweisi fell to the ground, the pain that was like ten thousand ants biting his heart made him lose his ability to think, cold sweat and blood mixed together, he was in an awkward posture that he had never seen before.

Milton looked down at him, and slowly put Keeling aside.

When he left, Azeweis wanted to call him several times, but the exit was only a broken orifice.

Milton left Azeweisi with only two wounds and a broken Keeling.

He was the only one left in this place, Azeweisi thought, maybe his end would be to die here today.

No one will find him here, beside him, the last one left too.

His family is betrayed and his reputation is ruined. This is his end.

When Azeweisi opened his eyes, his first thought was that he was not dead yet.

His consciousness was still a little fuzzy, as if he could hear someone calling him, but he couldn't really hear it.

"My lord, are you awake, my lord?"

Nuowen called repeatedly, and then met Azeweisi's unfocused eyes, and gave a sigh of relief.

It's good to wake up, the injury is so serious, and it has been delayed for such a long time, Nuowen is really worried that Azeweisi will not wake up.

After seeing the tragic situation of Azeweisi and Killing that was broken into two halves, Norwen combined with what he just learned about the destruction of the Killington family in the past, and he was able to roughly guess what happened.

He secretly thought in his heart that this was really a bad fate, and thoughtfully did not mention it, but silently placed Keeling's remains beside Azeweisi.

"How did you find me?"

According to Azeweisi's prediction, neither Roy nor Noven would turn back, and there were very few servants in that area. He really thought he was going to die there.

"How did you find me?"

After asking this simple question, Nuo Wen froze in place, changing the subject unnaturally.

"Are there any discomforts on your body, my lord?"

Azeweisi sensed something was wrong: "Say."

Novin sighed, and couldn't bear to tell the truth: "Both Roy and I returned home, and we shouldn't have come here for a while. But I heard Milton at home making a big move in Durin, as a necromancer Injured many people, and declared in Dulin that he was invited by you, saying, sir, your sword master was trained by sorcery. Found it, the adult was seriously injured and passed out."

This was the final blow from Milton, and Azeweis could never stand up in Durin again.

When Noven said this, his tone was slow and slow, but Azeweisi did not have the reaction he expected, he said: "That's fine."

"Milton made a move in Durin, what do the Holy See and the royal family say?"

"Both the Holy See and the royal family have mobilized a large battle to capture him, but no one has seen him for a long time, and he seems to have disappeared out of thin air. Sir, you should worry about yourself first. You are so badly injured, I am afraid that the Holy See and The royal family will also be held accountable."

"Nowen, I have a few words I want to say to you."

After listening to Azeweisi's words, Nuo Wen was a little shocked: "Is this really going to happen? Don't you regret it?"

Azeweisi had a relaxed smile on his face: "I don't regret it, I can finally be really willful once."

A few months later, in a small tavern in a border town far away from Durin, many people were drinking ale and talking loudly.

"Have you heard that the Juggernaut in Durin is not a good person. He colluded with the necromancer and injured the emperor. Now he has escaped to nowhere. People are chasing him everywhere."

This is obviously the hottest topic recently, and once someone brings it up, the chatterbox can't be closed anymore.

"There was no injury. I heard that the royal family sent many people to encircle him. In the end, no one dared to draw their swords, so they let him go without hesitation. People in the royal family are all cowards. If I were there, I would have to Give that Juggernaut a blow."

"Third Mouse, don't talk big, if you see that sword master, you're afraid you'll pee your pants in fright."

"Pooh."

"Didn't you say that this sword master killed the high priest? He even killed the priest. It can be seen that he has a dark heart. Fortunately, I used to worship him so much."

"Isn't that right? There was a wave of sword practice in the past. For a while, swordsmen were more powerful than magicians. Boss, have another drink!"

At this time, a man in black robe who had been sitting in the corner and listening silently stood up. Although he was silent, his aura was shocking.

Many people who had been drinking silently held the sword in their hands, and did not let go until he was far away.

"What a freak. Dressed like this in broad daylight, I thought it was that necromancer. It's really unlucky. Be careful when you walk around recently. Where's my wine? Boss, why isn't my wine served?"

But he saw the boss holding the wine staring at the back of the black-robed man obsessively, forgetting to hold the wine himself, and almost being hit by a passing customer.

"Come back to your senses, boss, why didn't that person pay you any money?"

The tavern owner stammered: "That, that person's face."

He couldn't express his feelings, so he swallowed silently, keeping this strange guest firmly in his heart.

This strange man in black robe is Azeweisi, he came all the way from Durin, although there is no evidence, but he believes that Milton has been in the forest of elves.

Although the forest of elves is mysterious, Azeweisi is already familiar with it.

Today, the person guarding Linkou happened to be the one when Azeweisi came to fetch the elf spring water last time. He found out that he knew someone, and he was not in a hurry to expel him, but he still didn't have a good face.

The arrogance of the elves is etched in their bones.

"Human, what are you doing here?"

Elves have a unique way of identifying people. Azeweiss did not take off his hood, and his entire face was hidden in the darkness.

"I'm here to find someone."

"Elves?"

"No, it's also a human being. His name is Milton."

"There are no humans in the forest of elves." The gatekeeper elf hesitated for two seconds: "No, maybe there are, you wait."

There was a noise in the jungle, and Azeweis turned around expectantly, but what he saw was not Milton, but an unknown elf.

White-haired and blue-eyed, with an exquisite face, and a crown made of tree branches running through his hair, it seems that his status is not low.

There was not much smile on his face, and he looked indifferent and distant: "You are Azeweisi? Maybe you don't know me, but you should have heard my name, my name is Seran."

Azeweisi remembered him, Milton's best friend in his heart.

Sure enough, it was not so easy for Milton to see him, and Azeweis understood it with a hint of disappointment.

"Where's Milton, doesn't he want to see me?"

There was a strange expression on Seran's face. He looked at Azeweisi, and the complicated content in his eyes gave Azeweisi an ominous premonition.

"Don't you know?" Seran said a little sadly, "You follow me."

With Seran leading the way, no one stopped Azeweisi along the way. He walked all the way to the depths of the elf forest, but Azeweisi had no time to take care of these.

The panic in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

Seran led Azeweisi all the way outside a small wooden house. The outside of the wooden house was covered with vines of various colors, and flowers were blooming on it, but some flowers seemed to be scratched and rotten by someone, hanging there , the door was ajar, and the scene inside could not be seen.

Seran looked at him with more sympathy: "Go in and have a look."

Azeweisi didn't know what he was thinking outside the door, but when he opened the door, he didn't know what kind of emotion wet his eyes.

Inside the house, a white bone was sitting on the bedstead, holding a flower in his hand, the flower branch was dyed on his finger bones, the movement of the door opening attracted him, and he watched it with empty eyes.

"After coming to the forest of elves, he told me that his long-standing wish had been fulfilled, but I didn't realize that he had already wished to die. The inheritance of necromantic magic is very evil, and it is not easy to ask for relief. When I found out, he had already refined himself into a bone."

Seran followed behind Azeweisi, explaining for him.

Seeing Seran, Bones was obviously a little happier. He raised the flower in his hand at a slow speed, like a child showing off.

"Milton."

Bones couldn't understand such a call, and still held the flower persistently.

The pain of the man around him, even an elf who is naturally indifferent to emotions, can feel a little or two. This kind of strong emotion moved him, and Seran didn't know whether to continue talking.

"You know the particularity of necromancer magic. Although it seems to be a little conscious, it's just a remnant of the body. Milton is gone. I hope you can understand this."

Seran didn't know what he said, did Azeweis listen to it.

All I know is that after spending three days with the bone, Azeweis proposed to take it out of the forest of elves.

Seran didn't see his sadness, this man seemed to be still so powerful.

"I want to travel around the mainland with it. I promised him many things, at least I can do this now."

When he said this, he kept holding on to the bone, and what was rare was that the bone didn't repel him much. Apart from its favorite flowers, it would sometimes stare blankly at Azeweisi.

"If it is willing to follow you." According to the current situation, Seran has no reason to refuse.

Obviously Azeweisi still seemed to be the same as when he came, but Seran looked at him, his figure seemed to be a bit bent.

Before Azeweisi left, Seran called him, and he hesitated a little: "Can I see your face?"

For so many days, Azeweisi's hood has never been taken off.

Azeweisi was grateful to Seran in his heart, and he did not refuse this request, but he avoided the bones, which could only see half of his body.

After seeing his face clearly, Seran said, "Sure enough, I'm also very sensitive to necromancer magic. It's not my illusion."

The curse on Milton's face that day was attached to the wound on Azeweisi's face. Azeweisi deliberately did not treat him, and now half of his face can't see the original appearance, only a layer of dry skin is left hanging on his face.

In stark contrast to the other half of the intact face.

Seran took out a bottle from his arms: "This was originally yours, but now it's returned to its original owner. If you change your mind one day, just take it."

Apparently, Seran also saw that this injury was Azeweisi's self-punishment.

Azeweisi raised his head suddenly, and found the bottle with trembling hands. There was a small pill in it.

"This is..." He worked hard to practice the medicine.

"This medicine is useful. Milton lied to you. He didn't take it at all."

Azeweisi tightened his hand and put the medicine in his arms. After thanking Seran, he put on the hood again and said to Bones, "Milton, we're leaving."

One person and one bone slowly left the range of the elf forest. So far, Seran has never seen them again in his life.

Working hard to play a world, the plot line is almost the same, Milton resolutely refined himself into a beautiful bone, and the soul is floating near the bone.

While Seran was talking with Azeweiss, Milton was bargaining with the system.

"I want to see the ending!"

"Please host to choose whether to enter the next world."

"I want to see the ending!"

"Please host to choose whether to enter the next world."

"I want to see the ending!"

"Please host...don't make trouble for no reason."

"I want to see the ending!"

"Look at the ending, won't you make trouble after watching it?"

"Ok."

Milton’s prediction was a bit wrong. He thought that the bone was a one-time consumable, but according to the system, Azevis gave the bone good food and used it well. It lasted for ten years.

But after all, it is only a bone, and it will eventually reach its end.

"It's falling apart."

"If Azeweisi looked like this when I was still there, I would definitely not be able to act against him."

The days of being a soul are too boring, and Milton can only find something to say.

And what he said made some sense, now Azeweisi not only ruined half of his face, but his whole spirit seemed to be sucked dry, and he was terribly wilted.

This soliloquy ended with "Let's see why the ending is so slow".

The "death" of the bone was expected, and one day Azeweis woke up and found that the bone could no longer respond to him.

Azeweisi seemed very calm, this day he was still chatting with Bones as before, and even found many bright flowers - Bones is just such a little hobby, and it hasn't changed in so many years.

But at night when it was time to go to bed, Azeweis didn't sleep. He hugged the bone and found a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, took the medicine Seran gave him, dug a hole, and buried himself and the bone in it.

"He actually found out." Milton said in surprise, "The curse I gave him was that he couldn't die. If he didn't take the medicine, he might lie here for 80 years, but now he is dead."

After watching the ending, Milton—or Wu Mengsheng, was finally satisfied.

"So you must watch TV series and so on, from the beginning to the end." He said.

The system has long been unable to bear this noisy host, and it almost couldn't wait to say: "Please choose whether to enter the next world or not."

"Well, let me think about it, people always have to take vacations, they can't be busy all the time, let me tell you..."

System: day.

The author has something to say: I released the rest in one go. Everyone, please treat this article as a short story with only one world. I don’t plan to write the rest. Before the v, everyone is not happy to read it. I hope to be happy after watching the ending, after all, the essence of the text is easy, let me end it in a low voice and let me end it