Before he was crowned king II

When a strange voice came from his ear, Sean's first reaction was to immediately cut off the communication with the remote device.

What happened for a while?Parker gave the device to someone else?

No, impossible, he had explained to Parker the importance of secrecy.

Sean carefully recalled the few words he had just heard. Not only had the questioner never heard of the name Parker, but he also knew nothing about the remote communication device he was holding.

Therefore, Parker involuntarily handed over the information that can be learned at the moment, and the questioner probably discovered the device by accident after hearing his voice.

"That's a cry for help." His mind quickly sorted everything out and got the final deduction.

Due to some unexpected reasons, Parker may be in a very dangerous situation at this time.

"Is he dead? He still has the talent I like." Sean whispered, raising his right hand to touch the device on the collar again.

He stopped and stood still in the corridor, his figure submerged in the black shadow cut by the wall.

Several hurried people in hoods pushed open the door of the post house.

"There are four search teams encircling here from the mill in the north, the tavern, and the intersection in the south."

Hua De dragged a man who looked exactly like himself through the gate of the posthouse with a strong posture, "The dogs they lead are very troublesome, and they seem to be able to track our location."

"Kayson, we must find a way to evacuate here." Hua De's expression was very serious. "There are a lot of them and the situation is not good for us."

"Let me go!" Warner broke free from Ward's restraint, his animal pupils were red and filled with deep resentment, "Kayson! We can't retreat! How many of our compatriots have been tortured and killed by those guys! Is that the case? Already?! If we escape in embarrassment like this, are we still worthy of being called the Scarlet Vanguard!"

"Warner, calm down and see the current situation on the battlefield."

"How do you tell me to calm down! Those demons of St. Via are not only women, but even newborn babies. What did they do wrong? Just because they are suborcs... aren't they even allowed to live?"

"What can your anger solve? How many people are we left now, how many people have been sent by Saint Via.

How much physical strength do we have left, and how long can we last even if we go berserk?

Warner, you have to know that they are fully armed and prepared, death in battle is not terrible, what is terrible is that some of us were caught by them..."

"Then why don't we do anything because we're afraid? Just watch them—" Warner bared his fangs and grabbed his brother's lapel.

"Enough! Warner..." Kaisen interrupted the dispute between the two brothers with a low growl, his eyes swept over the knife and ax that was sharply pointed, "What are you doing? Put your teeth away."

Warner's body trembled slightly, and finally let go of Kaisen's deterrence, and took two steps back.

"We need your order, captain." The girl with different pupils, Linglan, who had been standing guard at the door, cast her eyes on Kaisen and said softly, "Time is running out."

"I know..." Kaisen lowered his head. He understood Warner's reluctance and hatred. If it weren't for the lives of other members on his body, his surging beast blood would be more eager to stay and perish with these cruel devils of Sanvia. .

But rationality told him that such a life-for-life sacrifice was meaningless. The Scarlet Vanguard was a sharp edge he had sharpened with great difficulty. As a qualified knife holder, he should find a good opportunity to insert this sharp edge into The deadly part of Saint Via, rather than casual consumption and damage here.

Kaisen slowly straightened his body.

So now, the most correct decision should be to find a way to get the whole team to retreat, with the aim of reducing casualties, try to avoid the hunt of Saint Via as much as possible, and lead the bloody vanguard to retreat to the exile.

"Lily of the valley, release the scent bomb and gather all the survivors," Kaisen said.

"Yes..." Ling Lan walked out of the post house first, and Warner followed in silence.

"We broke out from the north." Kaisen said, looking at Ward.

Hua De nodded, he knew that Kaisen was different from his brother and would definitely make a rational decision.

Although they were embarrassed and ashamed, they had no choice but to retreat.

"You are the vanguard team of the sub-orcs." A flat and abrupt voice sounded in the empty room.

"What's the sound? Is there someone else here?" Hua De was also frightened, and immediately tensed his back, maintaining a state of vigilance.

"Oops..." Kaisen suddenly lowered his head and opened his hands.His heart was extremely shocked, because of the sudden appearance of the team members, he accidentally ignored the mysterious pendant in his hand that could make sounds.

"Who the hell are you? How did you hear our conversation?" Kaysen demanded.

"You can't break out from the north." The voice hidden in the pendant still didn't answer Kaisen's question, but continued to express his views flatly.

"What on earth are you?" Kaisen gritted his teeth, and subconsciously tightened his palms, trying to crush the olive green pendant.

"I am the one who can help you."

Kaisen couldn't help but pause: "Help? Why should we trust you?"

"If you want to retreat to the land of exile, the Lierrash Pass in the north is the only shortcut. As long as you have some combat experience, the command of Saint Via will deploy troops there and wait quietly..."

The voice paused briefly, "Waiting for the last wave of suppression against you."

"What to do, Kaisen?" After listening, Hua De quickly realized the problem of action, "We can't go north."

"Damn..." Kaisen's expression was terribly gloomy.

"Move west, take advantage of civilian rooftops and go over two blocks, and you'll see a giant black canvas."

"Why should we obey your orders?" Kaisen stared at the pendant in his hand, his heart was shaking, and extremely complicated emotions were suppressed in his voice.

"Trust me, I can point out the dark way forward. You have no choice." On the other side of the solid gray wall, the blond young man came to the highest floor of the building and stood alone by the railing.

Kaisen didn't know that the voice he heard spanned the gap between two different "worlds".

He just felt that the unknown voice was like the mysterious and quiet surface of water, as if there were no waves and the bottom could be seen at a glance, but in fact no one could really see whether it was deep or shallow.

The morning mist had completely dissipated, and the ground beneath it was soaked in blood.

Near noon, the sun was at its highest point, and the sun shone on everyone without prejudice, whether they were lying on the stinking bones or sitting on the swings full of flowers.

Herrell sat quietly on the swing in the garden, watching a tall spider spinning silk among the flowers and leaves with her rosy eyes.Duke Oscar stood behind him like a loyal butler.

"A war broke out outside the gray wall, and it was first provoked by the orc rebels." Duke Oscar put a hand on the bark of the cedar tree beside him. "The number of dead has already exceeded a thousand."

"Humans are always like this, by killing and killing, excluding people who have different opinions from themselves."

Herrera put both feet on the grass, and slowly shook the swing chair, "Thousands of years have passed, and it will not change."

"The false peace is broken, and the era of war is coming." Duke Oscar looked at the person sitting on the swing, "He is right this time."

Herrell didn't seem to hear it, and remained silent.

"God Lord, should we continue to follow Sean Miller's arrangement?" Duke Oscar asked in a low voice.

"What do you think?"

"The direction of his overall plan is to target God, and there is nothing to criticize in the implementation of previous arrangements." Oscar truthfully expressed his opinion.

"Even you can't find any flaws in him." Helaier showed no expression on his perfect face, "Don't you think he is boring? As a thinking human being, he doesn't even have his own desires to pursue.

No, it should be said that he didn't even have a single thought of his own.It's almost like a perfectly matched part, you can press it anywhere, and it seems to work. "

"Do you really think Sean Miller has no desires?"

"I've tried many times." Herrell pouted, "He doesn't care about anything."

"Maybe it's because of his deep camouflage." Oscar Duke said, "At least I think a person always has his own purpose when he wants to live."

"You mean he's deceiving me?" Herrell smiled coldly, "Is it necessary? If he wants something, maybe he can tell it, and I'll give it to him."

"Maybe that's something you can't give." Oscar was silent for a moment.

"Is there any grace in this world that the gods can't give?" Herrere's eyes were a little unhappy.

"I don't know what it is," said Duke Oscar, "but I think you should keep an eye on him, even though he's human and looks weak."

Helle said nothing, for the tall spider he had been watching had been killed by a caught mantis.