Chapter 559

Night fell, in a cave somewhere in the glacier wasteland.

Wearing a black cloak, the man sitting by the campfire rubbed his numb cold hands and glanced at the one armed Knight opposite who saved himself in the snow and defeated the werewolf community alone.

The other party was very silent. He didn't say why he wanted to save his life from beginning to end. He sat by the campfire without saying a word, closed his eyes and rested, holding the mottled Knight Sword in his arms.

A few rough animal skins under the body, even blankets, quilts and beds.

Look at the location in the cave and the man's familiarity with the nearby terrain... All kinds of signs prove that he has lived here for a long time.

Alone, the right arm is broken;

No assistance, no supplies;

Or in the broken boundary mountain where demons are rampant and ice and snow... The man asked himself, if he had insisted on this situation for less than a month.

How did he do it?

No... the really strange thing should be why did he save himself?

Looking at each other hesitantly, the man finally made up his mind, took back his eyes and said awkwardly:

"Well, that... Cough, my name is Andrew McAfee, the mercenary of duanjie mountain fortress. Just call me Andrew!"

The other party didn't mean to open his mouth and still closed his eyes, which immediately made the originally inexplicable atmosphere more embarrassing.

Andrew twitched from the corner of his mouth and summoned up his courage again: "well... What's your name?"

"I don't have a name or title," the other party said indifferently.

“……”

"I have made the oath of 'sword of oath' and dedicated myself to the Holy Cross. Since then, I have followed the road of faith alone... I don't remember my name for a long time."

It turns out that he is a crazy believer of the Church... No wonder he can survive alone in the wilderness.

When he was in the fortress of duanjie mountain, Andrew also saw several oath knights and the attendants and infantry of the church, all of whom were desperate madmen. He didn't like these people at all.

Of course, Andrew didn't like the Holy Cross... He didn't believe in this Lao Shizi at all, otherwise he wouldn't go to this damn place to be a mercenary.

Wait a minute, if so, he

"You don't have to care why I saved you. It's just easy."

The calm voice also had some magnetism. Andrew could not help shrinking his neck with the direct eyes of the "oath Knight". Those clear eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts, making him feel particularly insecure, like he was naked.

"I was going to leave here today, but I met the werewolf community hunting, so I had to wait another two days." the oath knight was expressionless:

"It's not far from the fortress of duanjie mountain. After I leave, you can stay here for two days. You can always meet the patrolling Rangers - I've calculated that your people will pass nearby in almost two or three days."

He whispered, but didn't find Andrew's eyes suddenly lit up and couldn't wait to say, "are you leaving the broken boundary mountain?"

"Is there a problem?" the oath Knight frowned slightly.

"There is only one way from the glacier wasteland south to the fortress of duanjie mountain. In addition, once it is found by the sentry of duanjie mountain, it will be executed as a fugitive!"

"I know there is a way to bypass the outpost of the fortress legion, but I want to climb the mountain." the oath Knight calmly replied and looked up at him: "if you want to report me, please feel free... As long as your people can follow me."

"Eh? No, no, no, no... You misunderstood. I didn't ask this to catch you!"

The panicked Andrew waved his hand and flatly denied it; I hesitated, scratched my head awkwardly and said, "I, I just want to know... When you leave, can you take another person?"

The voice fell, and the oath Knight looked at Andrew in confusion.

"I remember... You said you were the mercenary of duanjieshan fortress, the man of Conrad de saleon?"

"Er..." Andrew, who pulled at the corner of his mouth, managed to squeeze out a smile in embarrassment: "it's almost... There's such a thing."

Then the next second, he saw a trace of disdain in the eyes of the oath Knight:

"Deserter!"

"I'm not a deserter!" Andrew retorted immediately, but surrendered in front of the double eyed God: "well... I'm a deserter, but that's because I don't want to work for Conrad de saleon again!"

"Do you know that Conrad de sallion is the crown prince of the Empire and the next supreme emperor of Saxony?"

"I know!"

"Do you know how many people want to give their loyalty to him... Without a chance?"

"Yes, but it's definitely not me!" Andrew snorted coldly: "I'm a mercenary. It's no problem for me to work hard with money, but he just wants us to die!"

"For a patrol task like this that will hit the werewolf community, the Legion patrol should have at least one team, but they actually handed it to me without even the minimum information."

"After only two months, the total number of deaths and disappearances before and after the barracks of the whole mercenary regiment adds up to more than one fifth. Considering that almost one quarter of those who violated military discipline were sentenced, the recruit barracks do not have such a high death rate!"

The oath Knight frowned and moved his expression: "if they find that you are not dead but escaped, they will send someone to arrest you."

"Don't worry, our crown prince is only the prince of East Saxony. Don't worry as long as you escape from the prince's collar!" Andrew shrugged and shook his head:

"I can see that his highness Connor doesn't really need mercenaries to work for him - the northern Legion is much better than us - he just doesn't want us to make trouble in his territory, so he brings us to this ghost place full of monsters and ice and snow... No different from the lords who used to let the death penalty go to the battlefield."

"So... As long as you get out of East Saxony, the crown prince won't trouble me." Andrew concluded with a proud smile.

The oath Knight looked at him silently and nodded slightly after a moment: "I can take you away, but you must promise me a few things first."

"Uh... What?" Andrew was still afraid of the knight's eyes.

"First of all, I only agree to take you away from east Saxony. Where you go after leaving East Saxony has nothing to do with you. You can follow me or not."

"Secondly, no matter what I do, you are not allowed to ask - and you must leave when I let you leave."

"I promise you."

Andrew nodded without hesitation, but he couldn't help asking, "well... What are you going to do?"

"Looking for someone." the oath Knight said calmly:

"I have been here for a long time, and only recently did I roughly confirm that he should go to the south of the Empire."

Looking for someone? Andrew's face remained unchanged, but his heart was extremely strange.

If you're looking for someone... Do you need to stay in a ghost place like glacier wasteland?

He didn't dare to ask any more questions. He could only hide his confusion in his heart... The more he knew, the faster he died. This sentence is almost well known among mercenaries.

In fact, the "oath Knight" himself is strange enough.

Even among the oath knights in the fortress of duanjie mountain, Andrew had never heard of anyone who needed to give up his name and identity and had to be alone.

But the strength of the other party, the firmness of the Holy Cross, and even the oath that even the name can be abandoned... There is no doubt that the other party must be a knight with firm faith.

Is it difficult... Is he a "sword of oath"?!

Andrew was shocked by this idea - the Holy Cross Church had not had a new "oath sword" for many years, and the cost of this oath was too heavy and extreme;

Most importantly, churches that have become universal beliefs no longer need such "sword" missionaries to fight against those evil god beliefs.

The last existing "sword of oath" is the legendary fascist who betrayed the church and became the running dog of evil gods in the fortress of duanjie mountain. He is the most trusted one around him

"What's the matter?"

The oath Knight looked at him.

"Nothing!" Andrew smiled quickly. "That... Where are we going?"

"The south of the Empire, the famous hometown of wine and knights..." the knight bowed his head and whispered:

"The Principality of Byrne!"