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The old man leaned back on his soft chair, folded his hands up and down as usual, and pressed tightly under the stomach in front of him. The last sunlight of 35xs winter reflected from the windows of his room, barely illuminating the space inside.

The crackling fire in the fireplace in the room provided at least a little warmth to the cold room. Since Eichmann's month of returning to Realmas, the chilling season really began.

"Do you feel better then?" Calder asked with concern, as if he didn't seem to feel the cold in the room.

"Much better, sir." Eichmann said. "Thank you for your concern."

Eichmann was sitting on the other side of the huge desk in front of Calder, just as he had asked the old man to find Crawford-Don Brach a few months ago. Most of the wounds on his body have healed, and although there are many new scars on his body, some of them still look bright red now.

"You look much better," Calder said, looking at the witch hunter's face. "You have a good rest?"

"Sometimes."

"So, tell me what happened."

"You have my report, sir." He frowned.

"I know, it's beautifully written. I want to hear from you."

Eichmann made himself calm down and tried to think about where to start telling.

"I don't know it myself," he said. "I started to think that we were all destined to die. We were the last soldier left, and the town was full of magic. I wouldn't believe it unless I saw it with my own eyes."

"Please tell the truth."

"It's a necromancer, or something similar. It uses an evil spell that I have never seen. It's almost a man who controls an army, and it almost killed me. I I do n’t know what made it try to talk to me. "

"Did he say nothing?"

"No." Eichenmann thought carefully, trying to recall exactly what he was told. "First of all, we just arrived in that town and stayed in a hotel. In the middle of the night, our two guards disappeared, and we found their skinned bodies on the first floor."

"Later, I was attacked by undead creatures. The evil wizard or something tried to destroy the inn by magic. So we rushed out of it, and I cleaned most of the monsters outside the inn with the stuff given by the church. I saw the evil thing, and the soldiers and I went after it. "

"When we finally approached it, more monsters appeared. It released a spell to me, and others were surrounded by the monsters he summoned. Finally, the monster seemed to change his mind and it came to me, Trying to tell me something. At least I think the creature like a wizard is trying to communicate with me, and I ’m not sure about this. "

"You have a responsibility to find out the truth." Calder said.

"I know," Eichmann said. "Maybe I should work harder, but at that time, its spells overwhelmed me. I could barely see the outside, and I could n’t even hear anything. We felt very lucky to survive. Anyway, I was out of the water There was a gun shot in it, and the bullet shattered that thing ’s head. When I got rid of the spell and had the strength to confirm the matter, it was dead. "

"that's it?"

"In this way, from my analysis of the situation at that time, there was their secret lair. We left the Kaitraza Fort and entered the danger zone. Maybe they did not expect that we would plunge into the town."

Echermann paused, looking thoughtful.

"I've never seen so many undeads, especially only one necromancer. That night I saw more undead creatures than I have seen in my life. The soldiers and I have never been in the fight against heresy. The disadvantage in numbers. When the battle is over, almost no one who has survived has spoken. "

"I feel guilty and embarrassed about my hasty actions, especially after witnessing the death of the soldiers. I asked people who survived, including Ganderner, what we plan to do when we return to Realmas."

"What did he say?" The old man asked.

"For a while, he didn't say anything. He was badly injured. I can see that he is still in pain, so I didn't emphasize this point. I was about to walk away. He turned to me and reluctantly answered. "

"What did he say?"

"He said that nothing will change. He said that it is easy to find evil witches and wizards, but it is difficult to find people who are willing to fight them. He likes to work with me, but he does not like this almost mortal task. That I knew then that he would come back with us. "

"What about the others?" Calder raised his eyebrows with suspicion.

"Ryan's injuries are also very serious, but once he recovers his strength, I can feel his desire to fight. But what he said to me in the end is: those noble lords don't care about the lives of these mud legs . He told me that if this place is destined to be saved, then you have to rely on the mud legs. He said this seriously. "

When Eichenmann finished with a smile, Calder's eyebrows moved in disdain.

"I have never liked this person." The old man said. "I will pay attention to his training and records in the department."

"You can try it, sir." Eichmann said, "Although I don't think you will find anything in him. He is just a vulgar and brutal warrior, a unique kind of warrior."

"It seems so." Calder shook his head. "There are always all kinds of unique people in the world."

He stood up and walked to a table with some crystal wine bottles and some goblets.

"Drink something?" He asked.

Eichmann refused, but Calder poured himself a glass. He walked back to the desk and leaned against it.

"You should know that Crawford-Don Brahe is missing," he said. "Just before you went to Kaitraza Fort, there was a fire in his palace, and then he disappeared. Maybe he was caught by the cult you saw, maybe he was afraid that the noose around his neck was coming Approaching. "

"I can investigate." Eichmann said, "Of course, if you allow it."

Calder looked at him carefully.

"Are you sure? Beechian? I mean ..." Calder's voice grew more and more, he was looking for a suitable word. "After such a long trip, you look tired."

He said as kindly as possible. "The witch hunter has very high demands on the body. Maybe you should consider taking a break?"

"I thank you for your concern," Eichmann said calmly and firmly. "But this is not necessary, I am ready to perform my duties."

Calder maintained his calm, curious look. His old eyes shone with wisdom.

"You look really healthier." He finally admitted. "The last time I saw you here, I really wanted to order you to rest. Indefinitely."

"I feel much better, even Rennes said."

"Your follower?" Calder asked somberly. "I really hope you can get rid of him as soon as possible."

"I don't think it will be in the short term, sir. We started to have some tacit understanding."

Calder took a sip of wine, thoughtfully.

"The scenes you witnessed will drive many of my best guys crazy. But you look better now than I have ever seen before. What should I do?"

"I don't know," Eichenmann shrugged and said honestly. "There are many things I don't understand. But if you force me to say, I would say that fighting the Necromancer is the key."

"In some ways." He looked down at his hand, and when he did, the image of the Necromancer entered his mind. "Surely something has changed, at least, I once again witnessed the power of faith? When a person has unshakable faith, he can achieve great things."

Calder gave him a smart look.

"Bichean, don't you have a firm belief? This is what the Templars of Gaitan have always demanded."

Eichmann raised his head and stared closely at the old man's eyes. His face with new scars on his cheeks looked proud again, just like the day when the towering white tower appeared on the horizon when the towering white tower appeared on the horizon The same as when I was on my body.

"Perhaps it was hidden for a while," he said. An illusion appeared again in his mind. One eye of the Necromancer glowed red, and he could see anger from that eye. "But it's not anymore. It feels good to take it back. Sir."

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The old man leaned back on his soft chair, folded his hands up and down as usual, and pressed tightly under the stomach in front of him. The last sunlight of 35xs winter reflected from the windows of his room, barely illuminating the space inside.

The crackling fire in the fireplace in the room provided at least a little warmth to the cold room. Since Eichmann's month of returning to Realmas, the chilling season really began.

"Do you feel better then?" Calder asked with concern, as if he didn't seem to feel the cold in the room.

"Much better, sir." Eichmann said. "Thank you for your concern."

Eichmann was sitting on the other side of the huge desk in front of Calder, just as he had asked the old man to find Crawford-Don Brach a few months ago. Most of the wounds on his body have healed, and although there are many new scars on his body, some of them still look bright red now.

"You look much better," Calder said, looking at the witch hunter's face. "You have a good rest?"

"Sometimes."

"So, tell me what happened."

"You have my report, sir." He frowned.

"I know, it's beautifully written. I want to hear from you."

Eichmann made himself calm down and tried to think about where to start telling.

"I don't know it myself," he said. "I started to think that we were all destined to die. We were the last soldier left, and the town was full of magic. I wouldn't believe it unless I saw it with my own eyes."

"Please tell the truth."

"It's a necromancer, or something similar. It uses an evil spell that I have never seen. It's almost a man who controls an army, and it almost killed me. I I do n’t know what made it try to talk to me. "

"Did he say nothing?"

"No." Eichenmann thought carefully, trying to recall exactly what he was told. "First of all, we just arrived in that town and stayed in a hotel. In the middle of the night, our two guards disappeared, and we found their skinned bodies on the first floor."

"Later, I was attacked by undead creatures. The evil wizard or something tried to destroy the inn by magic. So we rushed out of it, and I cleaned most of the monsters outside the inn with the stuff given by the church. I saw the evil thing, and the soldiers and I went after it. "

"When we finally approached it, more monsters appeared. It released a spell to me, and others were surrounded by the monsters he summoned. Finally, the monster seemed to change his mind and it came to me, Trying to tell me something. At least I think the creature like a wizard is trying to communicate with me, and I ’m not sure about this. "

"You have a responsibility to find out the truth." Calder said.

"I know," Eichmann said. "Maybe I should work harder, but at that time, its spells overwhelmed me. I could barely see the outside, and I could n’t even hear anything. We felt very lucky to survive. Anyway, I was out of the water There was a gun shot in it, and the bullet shattered that thing ’s head. When I got rid of the spell and had the strength to confirm the matter, it was dead. "

"that's it?"

"In this way, from my analysis of the situation at that time, there was their secret lair. We left the Kaitraza Fort and entered the danger zone. Maybe they did not expect that we would plunge into the town."

Echermann paused, looking thoughtful.

"I've never seen so many undeads, especially only one necromancer. That night I saw more undead creatures than I have seen in my life. The soldiers and I have never been in the fight against heresy. The disadvantage in numbers. When the battle is over, almost no one who has survived has spoken. "

"I feel guilty and embarrassed about my hasty actions, especially after witnessing the death of the soldiers. I asked people who survived, including Ganderner, what we plan to do when we return to Realmas."

"What did he say?" The old man asked.

"For a while, he didn't say anything. He was badly injured. I can see that he is still in pain, so I didn't emphasize this point. I was about to walk away. He turned to me and reluctantly answered. "

"What did he say?"

"He said that nothing will change. He said that it is easy to find evil witches and wizards, but it is difficult to find people who are willing to fight them. He likes to work with me, but he does not like this almost mortal task. That I knew then that he would come back with us. "

"What about the others?" Calder raised his eyebrows with suspicion.

"Ryan's injuries are also very serious, but once he recovers his strength, I can feel his desire to fight. But what he said to me in the end is: those noble lords don't care about the lives of these mud legs . He told me that if this place is destined to be saved, then you have to rely on the mud legs. He said this seriously. "

When Eichenmann finished with a smile, Calder's eyebrows moved in disdain.

"I have never liked this person." The old man said. "I will pay attention to his training and records in the department."

"You can try it, sir." Eichmann said, "Although I don't think you will find anything in him. He is just a vulgar and brutal warrior, a unique kind of warrior."

"It seems so." Calder shook his head. "There are always all kinds of unique people in the world."

He stood up and walked to a table with some crystal wine bottles and some goblets.

"Drink something?" He asked.

Eichmann refused, but Calder poured himself a glass. He walked back to the desk and leaned against it.

"You should know that Crawford-Don Brahe is missing," he said. "Just before you went to Kaitraza Fort, there was a fire in his palace, and then he disappeared. Maybe he was caught by the cult you saw, maybe he was afraid that the noose around his neck was coming Approaching. "

"I can investigate." Eichmann said, "Of course, if you allow it."

Calder looked at him carefully.

"Are you sure? Beechian? I mean ..." Calder's voice grew more and more, he was looking for a suitable word. "After such a long trip, you look tired."

He said as kindly as possible. "The witch hunter has very high demands on the body. Maybe you should consider taking a break?"

"I thank you for your concern," Eichmann said calmly and firmly. "But this is not necessary, I am ready to perform my duties."

Calder maintained his calm, curious look. His old eyes shone with wisdom.

"You look really healthier ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He finally admitted." The last time I saw you here, I really wanted to order you to rest. Indefinitely. "

"I feel much better, even Rennes said."

"Your follower?" Calder asked somberly. "I really hope you can get rid of him as soon as possible."

"I don't think it will be in the short term, sir. We started to have some tacit understanding."

Calder took a sip of wine, thoughtfully.

"The scenes you witnessed will drive many of my best guys crazy. But you look better now than I have ever seen before. What should I do?"

"I don't know," Eichenmann shrugged and said honestly. "There are many things I don't understand. But if you force me to say, I would say that fighting the Necromancer is the key."

"In some ways." He looked down at his hand, and when he did, the image of the Necromancer entered his mind. "Surely something has changed, at least, I once again witnessed the power of faith? When a person has unshakable faith, he can achieve great things."

Calder gave him a smart look.

"Bichean, don't you have a firm belief? This is what the Templars of Gaitan have always demanded."

Eichmann raised his head and stared closely at the old man's eyes. His face with new scars on his cheeks looked proud again, just like the day when the towering white tower appeared on the horizon when the towering white tower appeared on the horizon The same as when I was on my body.

"Perhaps it was hidden for a while," he said. An illusion appeared again in his mind. One eye of the Necromancer glowed red, and he could see anger from that eye. "But it's not anymore. It feels good to take it back. Sir."