Chapter 103: Blood for Blood (1/2)

[Volume 3 - The Place Where My Heart Feels At Peace]

There were many things that Qianye did not understand. Yu Renyan did not say clearly who the little girl was, nor did he ever said who that person he wanted him to take care of was. It was only during his last sentence that Qianye heard the inner voice of a warrior.

Every true imperial soldier had made up their minds not to return alive when they stepped onto the battlefield.

The great Qin Empire built its nation on martial power, and commanded a staunch military style. There might be other members of the human race who had successfully built their nations in the world for the past thousand or so years, but in terms of casualty ratio of high ranking officers, the Empire was far beyond other countries.

At this moment where no one could see, Qianye straightened his spine and gave the now deceased Yu Renyan a military salute.

This was a true warrior; a warrior who passed away on the battlefield. Perhaps he might have all sorts of shortcomings, but his merits of resistance against the dark races was enough to wash away everything.

Qianye walked out of the sick ward and told the doctor, “He has passed.”

The doctor nodded and brought a few assistants with him to deal with Yu Renyan’s body.

Qianye and Old 2 stood at the corridor and waited quietly. If the Blackflow military could not get here in time, then the Home of Hunters would step forth to handle the funeral arrangements.

“What kind of mission did he undergo? Why are the casualties so serious?” Qianye asked.

Old 2 sighed and said, “They saw a blood feast at a settlement at the borders. That’s why they couldn’t restrained themselves and chased into the area controlled by the dark races, falling for an ambush. That is a whole squad of high ranking hunters! In the end Yu Renyan was the only one who managed to escape home. Apparently, there were four Blood Esquires and a demonkin Champion among the enemy.”

“Blood feast!” Qianye’s eyes immediately overflowed with killing intent.

Back at Red Scorpion, Qianye had been present at more than one blood feast, and every time he saw one, he would deeply shaken by the bitter sight. It was the instinctive sorrow any normal living being would feel when they saw a member of their own tortured and slaughtered in cruel fashion.

Even within the internal division of the dark races themselves, the holding of blood feasts was extremely controversial. Only a minor faction had insisted on preserving their progenitor’s tradition and organized blood feasts. This portion of the dark races were the irreconcilable enemies of mankind.

The Empire’s principle dictated that the culprit of every blood feast must be hunted down to the very end. Even if they did fail to track down the murderer, or they temporarily did not have the qualifications to hunt them down, the Empire would commit mass murder within the same region and repay blood with blood.

This was the Empire’s usual style of force. Although the dark races had exploited this persistence and laid down traps many times in the past, the Empire’s upper level never changed their beliefs. The Empire was willing to accept even if they had to pay a heavy price for revenge.

In the past, an empire marshal once said this, “Rationality and utility means nothing before bloody vengeance.”

It was exactly because of blood feasts that this marshal had led his troops and fought a number of great battles against the dark races despite unfavorable conditions. It was only after paying a terrible price that he finally managed to obtain victory. Although more than half of the younger generation of his family who followed him to battle perished in the battlefield, and he himself was attacked non stop by his political enemies because of this matter, there was never again a blood feast held within the war zones he was in charge of protecting after the war and for the rest of his life.

Qianye sucked in a deep breath and said to Old 2, “I’m going out for a few days. Let’s set aside that mission for now until I come back.”

“What are you planning to do?”

“I’m going to kill a few black blooded bastards!”

Old 2 was alarmed, “You’re crazy! There is a demonkin Champion over there! You’re just going to throw your life away!”

Qianye said calmly, “Of course I’m not going to throw my life away at that place. However, there are still plenty of black blooded bastards at other places. It is the natural duty of every imperial soldier to repay blood with blood in the face of such hatred!”

“It’s not like you’re an imperial soldier!” Old 2 said while looking like he was having a headache.

It was only then Qianye realized his slip and immediately changed the subject, “This is unrelated to being an imperial soldier or not. Those hunters are not soldiers either, but they still chased the dark races all the way to their territory, didn’t they?”

“They are a whole squad, while you…”

When Old 2 saw Qianye’s expression, he did not speak anything further. He simply let out a deep sigh and said, “That panoramic scope has arrived. Come with me and grab it before you head out. Maybe this way you’ll be able to live just a bit longer.”

Qianye nodded and said, “Relax, I won’t be reckless. Only those who are still living can take out more black blooded bastards in the future!”