Chapter 98 (1/2)

Lord of War Wooden cow cat 43470K 2022-07-24

Sean slumped down on the ground, gasping for breath.

The fatigue left over from the fierce battle finally broke out at the moment. An unspeakable collapse made Sean's spirit seem a little depressed. However, he knew that in another minute, the side effects of adrenal stimulation would come at the same time. At that time, he was afraid that he didn't even have the strength to walk, but I don't know why. At the moment, Sean was not happy at all.

There is no joy after defeating the opponent, but a loss.

He looked around. A large number of corpses and broken limbs could be seen everywhere in the military camp area. The blood stained almost all the ground, and even gathered into a pool of blood in the low-lying place just exposed by Mario's destruction. The strong smell of blood still lingers, mixed with a large amount of sulfur smell. These terrible smells take up to several months to be removed.

”Don't look.” Alfred's voice sounded, ”the more you look, the more disappointed you will be. It's of no use except to increase your inner pain.”

Sean looked sideways at Alfred lying next to him. He really closed his eyes and didn't look at the surrounding environment. He just kept breathing and panting, as if the oxygen in the air would be completely consumed in the next second, so he had to breathe hard now. The fangs of the flame lion were casually thrown aside by him. The flames shining on them were obviously a little more frequent than normal. It seemed that he was dissatisfied with his experience.

In fact, Alfred was hardly hurt, and his fight with Martin only added a few new injuries. It was only because the injuries left by the previous battle in the crypt were not healed. In addition, the fierce battle just now made the wound burst, so now he looks like a bloody man, which is really scary.

”I hate truun.” Alfred said bluntly, his voice a little tired and weak, ”but that doesn't mean I sympathize with Mario. All this is actually their own fault. ”

”I just...” Sean frowned. ”A little unhappy. Watching so many people die, just because of Durun's stupidity and paranoia... ”

”You are not the Lord.” Alfred continued bluntly, ”those are not things you need to consider. We are just mercenaries. If we don't want to take the task, no one can force us The reason why I don't like truun is that he changed the action plan without authorization, putting us completely in danger. ” At last, Alfred's voice had obvious anger: ”if we didn't kill Mario in the end, what would all this be like?”

Sean fell silent.

He suddenly felt that his shoulders became heavy, and there seemed to be something called ”responsibility” in his heart. Now he no longer represents himself, but a team. Every decision he makes will affect Alfred and Cecilia. As long as he makes a wrong decision, the price he pays may be unbearable.

This is not a game. As long as you die, you will lose everything completely. It is not a game that can be restarted as long as you shout resurrection.

Moreover, as long as he wants to continue to survive in the world, his team can't only be Alfred and Cecilia. In the future, even more people will join his team, perhaps because of interests or beliefs. It is more likely that they just want to survive like him. No matter what these people join his team for, any of his decisions will affect their future.

This sense of responsibility, so no fancy fell down, heavy pressure on his heart.

It seems that in this world, something has been quietly broken, and everything has become more real.

Cecilia ran from behind. Her face was very pale. It was obvious that she was suffering from excessive mental consumption. At the moment, she was also holding on to her spirit. But when seeing Sean and Alfred, Cecilia's tears began to fall, and the panic color on her face was something Sean had never seen before. Even on the rainy night when they first met, Cecilia's face didn't show such a panic.

”Don't cry, don't cry.” Sean was a little flustered. He wanted to stand up. As soon as he moved, he found that the original one minute had arrived, and the side effects of adrenal stimulation had begun to play an effect. The whole person immediately sat down again, scared Cecilia to help her, and his tears fell more happily, ”I'm not all right What are you crying about? ”

”I'm so scared!” Cecilia said in a crying voice, ”when Mario became a devil, my heart almost stopped. Later, I saw the battle between you and Mario... I, I was so afraid that something would happen to you Sean, shall we go home and stop staying here? ”

Sean smiled and patted Cecilia. His eyes softened a lot: ”OK, let's go home.”

In the military camp area of tindersburg, the corpse and blood, broken limbs and broken and scattered weapons form a tragic scene, but there is a bit of rare warmth and humanity in this scene: Cecilia's tears are still falling, Sean's gentle smile, and Alfred's breath is still in big mouth. At the edge of the scene are the surviving recruits, who are vaguely bandaging the wound. They have all learned the skills of battlefield first aid from old Peter. Although they are not good, basic actions such as hemostasis are absolutely no problem.

As their future Lord, truun seemed to have been forgotten.

Soon, some people came towards Sean and Alfred and began to deal with the injuries of the two heroes who saved them. At this time, people found that Alfred and Sean looked very embarrassed and terrible, but they were not seriously injured, which surprised the people who came to bandage their wounds. But the surprise came back to surprise. These people with some simplicity didn't think so much, but began to arrange a place for Sean and others to rest.