People are in the ark, not heroes

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PS: Second more!

There should be another one tonight

Sword Dance of Letania:

Chapter 7 Carnelian

From the mouths of several children, Lynn probably learned the whole story of this matter.

These children are the sons and daughters of miners.

In Letania, there are also source stone mining areas like Ursas. It is precisely because these mine areas continuously produce source stones that Lei Tania can have so many mobile cities and towns that are constantly running.

It's just that compared with Ursus, Letania's methods are a little more gentle. For many infected people, even if they can't step out of the neighborhood that belongs to the infected people in this life, as long as they have a place to live and a salary, then It's just a decent life.

These young children, and their parents, generally think so too.

But suddenly one day the mining area collapsed, and the miners never came back. The guards searched from house to house and captured the infected people one by one. The children were terrified. On a dark and stormy night, they chose Escape, while the guards are not paying attention, escape from the mobile town through the dark passage in the ruins, trying to find a shelter.

They don't want to die.

But how could this vast Laitania accommodate a group of penniless infected children?

The guards that followed were as ferocious as devils, and there were also warlocks who studied witchcraft among them. These children tried their best to escape, but they were just a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered after all.

"We just want to find a place to live, why is it so difficult?"

Facing the confused eyes of the children in front of them, Lynn and W fell silent.

They have experienced too many things like this. If this land did not have so much hostility towards the infected, there would be no integration movement, no Rhode Island, and so many tragedies.

"What are you going to do next?"

"us……"

The children looked at each other, and the leading girl bit her lip: "We still have a companion who got separated. We will go south to find traces of our former companion—if she hasn't been captured by the guards."

She suddenly thought of something, a little light flashed in her eyes, and she opened her mouth hesitantly: "My lord..."

"You want to ask if I can help you find someone together, but you don't know how to ask."

Lynn looked at the girl, his emerald eyes were so serious that the girl hardly dared to look directly.

"So, what is the price? As you can see, we are mercenaries, what kind of reward can you give us?"

remuneration?

The light in the girl's Shen eyes dissipated, they were just a group of infected children, what reward could impress each other?

She suddenly burst into tears and began to unbutton her clothes: "My lord, we are penniless, and the only reward we can get is..."

W burst out laughing, she leaned against a tree beside her and covered her face, her shoulders kept trembling, as if she was struggling to suppress her laughter.

"Stop, stop, stop, what kind of distorted image do Sarkaz people have in the eyes of you Letanians?"

Lynn sighed for a long time: "Do you have any change?"

Several children around rummaged through their pockets for a while, and finally took out a few coins, put them on their dirty palms, and held them up in front of Lynn.

"According to a certain guy, meeting is fate."

He picked up a coin from the palm of a child, and Lynn tossed it, polished it, and put it in his pocket.

"This is the deposit, I'll take it first."

"If you want to repay your kindness, you should work hard to grow up and learn how to make money first."

"Don't die halfway, okay? My commission is very expensive."

……

Lynn locked the car in an inconspicuous valley.

W was lazily lying on the roof of the car basking in the sun. The two discussed it. She was in charge of staying to watch the car, while Lynn took the children to find companions. No matter what the result was, they would meet here tonight.

"You will still be soft-hearted towards the child as always. Don't forget that you almost lost your life because of it in Kazdale."

"...It's just a bunch of jumping clowns, it won't take me long. Letania's danger is not as dangerous as Kazdel's."

"And then? Are you going to take this group of children all the way?"

"Of course not. I will go to the office in Rhodes Island once and hand them over to Rhodes Island...there should be operators from Rhodes Island in several nearby cities. This process will not be very long."

"Heh, I hope so. It's best not to cause any exaggerated trouble. Do you still remember what our goal is this time?"

"of course."

Looking for lost children, such a commission can be described as a needle in a haystack.

However, to be honest, it's not particularly difficult, because these children haven't been separated for too long. Lynn only needs to use Originium skills to distinguish the scents that haven't dissipated from the children, and he can follow the trail all the way.

In Kelsey's words, Lin En is a genius who learned Originium skills, but unfortunately he went astray at the beginning. He is more suitable to be a warlock than a swordsman.

A Warlock enough to be called a "Warlock Killer".

During those years in Kazdel, although he has been sharpening his sword skills, he also learned some simple origin stone skills in a variety of ways, from medical treatment to tracking, from strengthening to enchanting, these origin stone skills are actually not powerful. But it gave Lynn a lot of help.

Of course he knew that if he devoted himself to studying spells, he could acquire very powerful origin stone skills, but Kazdel's increasingly severe civil war situation did not give him time, and compared to those fragile spells that he erased like bubbles, his I am more willing to believe in my own sword.

"Looking at the traces, she seems to be walking with another person. There is no feeling of force or struggle in her steps. She should not be caught."

Lin En took the children to walk in the mountains and forests. To his surprise, he found two kinds of footprints, one big and one small, on the muddy road.

Unlike the guards, the footprints of the guards are more messy, after all, they all move in groups.

It's not like the warlocks in Letania either. Those warlocks have their own origin stone skills, and their footprints will be covered by the ground without revealing anything.

So, what will appear next to that child...

Suddenly an ominous warning rose from the bottom of his heart. With the sound of piercing the air roaring from behind, Lin En drew his sword almost without thinking. The sharp golden long sword was resisted by the black blade. See the other person's face clearly.

Brown skin, striking horns, and a slender but powerful body hidden under a white windbreaker... Caprini?

"Why, are you also the minion of those miscellaneous nobles?"

"Heh, are you a mercenary hired to kill people?"

The two were stunned at the same time.

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PS: the third

I overslept at night, opened my eyes and it's already nine o'clock...

Still owe 55 more.

I didn't make up this story, did I?It's Carnelian's original plot, I just expanded it a bit.

Sword Dance of Letania:

Chapter 8 Carnelian

"Let me tell you earlier, I saw these little ghosts following you with fear on their faces, and thought you were a mercenary called by those noble grandparents to kill and silence you."

The brown-skinned woman with white hair and red eyes put away her sword, and she patted her chest, the proud curves that her clothes couldn't cover at all billowed violently.

"I'm sorry, but it was my fault for waving the sword at you regardless of right and wrong. My name is Carnelian, let's just call it a friend of this little girl who just met by chance."

When she spoke, she looked stable and upright, and her words and deeds were full of confidence and strength, which was exactly the same as her appearance.

Lin En also put away his sword. To be honest, he was very disgusted with the involuntary sword-to-sword attitude of the other party, but the straightforward apology from the other party after explaining the reason made him calm down.

As a Sarkazian, Lynn has suffered many unprovoked malice and attacks, at least the woman in front of her who calls herself "Karnelian" will apologize frankly.

Of course, more importantly, she would actually provide shelter for an infected girl.

"You're not an infected person, and judging by your clothes, you look more like a big shot."

Carnelian's expression was a little helpless: "Can't Mr. Sarkaz report his name before saying this?"

"...There is no need for this, just call me a mercenary."

"Okay, mercenary brother, I know you are still angry with me, but I still want to say - can you give me the children on your side? I contacted the problem of dealing with infected people before." Experts, they will provide these poor children with a shelter, since you also want to help these children, how about letting them go together?"

"Experts on infected people... There are not many forces on this continent who can claim to be so."

"I think you should have heard their names, after all, it was just a while ago..."

The expressions of Carnelian and Lynn changed a little at the same time.

A hurricane with hail came down from the sky, while Lin En swung his sword heavily, and the fire turned into a tornado and soared upwards, and died together with the sudden Originium skill.

Hot yellow sand followed, and the gravel swept through the dense forest, forcing the warlock hidden in the dense forest out of his hiding place.

"Sargon—why do you shield the infected, and this heinous demon?"

Carnelian could tell at a glance that the person in front of him was the sorcerer raised by Sir Feuerbach, and his spell, no accident, was also the legacy of the Witch King, which used the body of the infected person as the casting unit.

Strong enough to be countered with a sword, but not my match.

Carnelian glanced at the sword on her waist. Although she was good at swordsmanship, in fact, what was really powerful was the ancient spell inherited from Sargon.

Since the other party used spells as a meeting gift without saying a word, it means that there is not much room for compromise with language.

It's so strange, I'm obviously a guest who came to visit with a contract of cooperation between two nobles, if I die in this kind of place inexplicably, it will cause a lot of trouble-as Sir Feuerbach's confidants, these warlocks should understand this very well Just one point.

She didn't know that just two hours ago, because someone in Lin's path was uneven and drew his sword to help, these warlocks who scattered to search for the infected suffered heavy injuries, and the Sarkaz's bad reputation in Letania , it's no wonder that this tense warlock will immediately do it when he sees Lynn.

But if you say that regardless of the interests and rules of the nobility, then Carnelian will not be sleepy. As a Sargon who is currently living in Letania, when she steps onto the battlefield, the fierce Her , violent, and cruel Originium arts will tell anyone what a powerful alien she is.

It is said to try not to cause trouble, but if trouble comes to the door, then there is no need for patience, right?

Carnelian grinned, revealing a somewhat dangerous smile.

She just wanted to say a few harsh words and then fight, but found that there was a person who moved faster than her.

It's Lynn.

"Oh, the heinous demons, look at this title."

He drew out his sword with a grinning grin, thousands of flames condensed on the edge of the sword, and the surrounding temperature rose by a full ten degrees in an instant. If he hadn't suppressed the flames so well that they didn't leak out, the aftermath of the flames alone could make the surrounding forest Turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Since you're saving face like this, calling me such a terrifying existence—"

"Then I want to ask you, how do you want to die?"

"The damned person is you, Demon Race!"

The raging flames pressed down from the front, and the infected children around them bent down in pain. At the moment when the warlock cast the spell, they seemed to feel the pain of blood flowing backwards from all over their bodies.

And behind the sorcerer, those inhuman slaves felt more pain. They wailed and bled from their seven orifices, and the source stones on their bodies were crystallized into the medium of the sorcerer's spells. These taboo spells were replaced by crazy spell conditions. The power, the scale of the flame can almost ignite the sky.

however--

"Scattered but not condensed, flashy, what is your little flame?"

What a powerful flame had Lynn seen?

Compared with Tallulah's flame, this flame is nothing to worry about.

Even the flames he controls can overwhelm opponents head-on.

The two near-death experiences in Chernobog were not fruitless. The first near-death gave him Tallulah's fire, and the second near-death experience taught him how to use the flame. .

"Come on, let me teach you a very simple truth."

He swung his sword, and the flames wrapped around the edge of the blade became more and more intense. The highly condensed flames turned into deadly blades, breaking through the sea of ​​flames in an instant and engulfing the warlocks in Letania, turning them into ashes.

As long as there is enough energy and strong enough control.

A simple flame can also cause a terrifying blow like a heavy artillery bombardment.

"The weak obey the strong, as has always been the flame."

Lin En waved the flames away, and under the high temperature, there was no trace of the warlock in Letania, and even the ground was plowed out with a terrifying black scar.

"...What a terrifying move."