Chapter 1: The beginning of it all
Leon Wood has the title of Dragon Slayer. He once won the Medal of Courage, so he is also called the brave Leon. Today, the brave man and two companions are riding on a certain avenue, and their destination is a place not far ahead.
village.
"I asked you if you are crazy and want to go there." The knight behind Lyon spoke. Her only armor was a breastplate and a sword at her waist. Her long platinum hair followed her mount.
It bumped up and down, revealing its long and pointed ears. "Last year at this time, I remember the tavern owner chasing you with a dung fork."
The questions from his companions left him speechless, but he did not slow down. The man at the end of the team hid his face in his hood and had no interest in participating in the conversation.
When Leon didn't get a response, the elf was very angry and was searching for further sarcasm. However, he saw him slowing down his horse and raising his fisted right hand.
"Don't you think it's too quiet? Christina." Leon glanced at her, "We are very close to the village. We can't smell the aroma of dinner or hear the mother's voice calling her children. Something is wrong."
"Let me see..." The knight stepped on the stirrups and stood up from the saddle. The elf's vision was better than that of humans. She squinted her eyes and looked at the village in the distance. The elf observed for a while, but couldn't catch anything wherever she could see.
When there was any movement, she could only report back: "It seems like there is no one in sight."
"Mr. Wizard, are you prepared?" Leon turned to ask the taciturn hooded man.
"There is only one magic missile," the mage replied with no audible emotion, "and an emergency scroll."
"Tsk... it's important to save people." Leon clamped the horse's belly and rushed to the village first. The so-called brave man is not called for nothing.
When the three of them arrived at the entrance of the village, they were not surprised to see bloody corpses all over the ground. The miserable scene made the group of people grimace. They tied their horses to the roadside sign and walked deeper into the village. The victims lay scattered everywhere.
In front of his house, in the vegetable garden, and next to the pigsty. Men, women, old and young, with different postures. The brave Leon ran towards the tavern in front. That was his destination. The knight and the mage followed closely behind him. However, there were bloodstains extending from the door to the courtyard.
It's still too late to show them.
The boss fell in the courtyard, holding an iron fork that was familiar to knights and brave men. The body was covered with wounds of varying depths. He had fought before, but now he was a cold corpse. Half of the door of the tavern had been smashed.
It was divided into several parts, and the other half was hung crookedly on the door frame. Leon stepped over the boss's body and walked into the house. He didn't look for long, and he found a red-haired waitress lying in the corner. She faced the wall and hugged a package. One pole
The spear penetrated her from the back, piercing her entire body.
What she desperately guarded was not a pile of rags, but a baby wrapped in it. The mother's blood stained the swaddling clothes and the child inside. Leon carefully took the baby out of the waitress's stiff arms. He had no hope, but this time
The child's eyes blinked.
The elf knight also saw it. She took the child in surprise and prayed to Earth Mother Terra for a miracle. The goddess responded to her. Next to the child's dead mother, blue holy light spurted out from the knight's palm. His face was covered with blood.
The baby cried hoarsely again, perhaps too loud in the dead silence. But the warrior and his companions were immersed in the joy of saving a new life and temporarily lost the vigilance they should have had. As soon as the knight stepped out of the broken door of the tavern, a sudden
A crossbow arrow shot through the air and pierced into her useless ritual breastplate. The huge momentum knocked down the elf, and the child in her arms also fell to the ground. The murderer was a green-skinned orc wearing a cloak.
Loading another arrow with a satisfied smirk.
Leon rushed out of the tavern and closed the distance with the crossbowman in just two steps. While it was hesitating whether to throw away the crossbow to save his life, the brave man slashed hard, and the long sword cut into the orc's neck.
A hard object prevented the blade from cutting further. It actually had armor, and it was not an ordinary plundering team. The warrior retracted his sword and kicked his opponent over. The orc tried to cover the wound that was bleeding like a fountain, but it was in vain, and it quickly stopped struggling.
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The elf was leaning against the outer wall of the tavern, her eyes so painful that she couldn't open her eyes. Most of her pure white ceremonial armor was stained red with blood, and her breathing was rapid and messy. The mage picked up the baby from the ground: "It's time to evacuate, Mr. Wood. Christie
Miss Na is seriously injured, and this child also needs to find a doctor." He squatted next to the knight and took out the scroll from his shoulder bag.
Leon checked the injuries of the knight and the child, shook his head and refused: "You take them away first, wizard. The greenskin did not set fire to the house. There are probably still people alive. I will stay and look for them." The warrior bent down and wiped them dry with the orc cloak.
There was blood on the blade of the sword. "When Christina wakes up, tell her...I'm sorry for everything." The brave man held the sword and walked away without looking back.
"Please say this yourself." The mage recited the command silently, the scroll caught fire, and the teleportation technique was activated.
Leon believed that he could deal with the orc raiding party that sacked the village. Even dozens of greenskins could not hurt the hero at all, and even the evil dragon could not do it.
Later that day, after receiving a message from the mage, a group of cavalry rushed over, only to see the mangled body of the brave Leon Wood nailed to a cross on the roadside. When the cavalry were preparing to stop the evil desecration of the hero, the orcs who had been ambushing them for a long time
Flooded them. Finally, the greenskin leader released a man and asked him to bring a message to the humans: "Prepare more gifts, or face the wrath of the greenskins."
The frightened soldier stumbled away. Behind him, his unfortunate companions who were not dead were crucified one by one, making human screams.
His Majesty the Emperor has a headache. Ever since the news of the hero's death reached the capital a few days ago, the parliament has been in a quarrel. The noble knights shouted for fights and wanted to go to war on the spot. The attitude of the civil servants was ambiguous and they did not share the same hatred at all. With the Grand Marshal,
The leading generals made impassioned speeches and urged the dispatch of troops. The civilian officials followed the Prime Minister and looked on in a strange manner.
In the square outside the parliament, Christina, the empire's only high elf paladin, stood there. After being politely but firmly asked to leave the parliament hall, she stood in the square for several days. During this period, she fainted several times, but still refused.
After leaving, the most serious thing was that she didn't eat or drink. According to the guard standing guard at the door, the knight's face became closer and closer to the white armor she was wearing. Inspired by the paladin, many veterans in the capital who had experienced the last war,
Even some retired military officers wore their armor from the time and joined the ranks of standing silently in the square.
Today is the fifth day, and the disputes in the parliament have become more and more intense. If the guards had not tried their best to maintain order, the war faction and the peace faction would have staged a full-scale military attack. Finally, the representative of the Grand Duchy who was present at the meeting felt that he had heard enough and violently
He stood up and said loudly: "Your Majesty, gentlemen, can I say something?" The emperor raised his eyebrows and raised his hand as permission. Only then did the noble Majesty remember that Lyon was born in the Grand Duchy.
The people there are still proud of the dragon-slaying hero.
The representative's speech was very harsh, claiming that he understood that His Majesty and everyone here are governing the old empire for the purpose of stability. Then the conversation changed and they all said sarcastically: "If the empire is really in trouble, even though my country is small, we can still recruit volunteers.
I went to pick up Monsignor Lyon for his burial in his hometown. "Without waiting for a response, he bowed to the emperor and left his seat. The representative of the Grand Duchy raised his head and held his chest high, and the silent ministers involuntarily made way for him and watched him walk out of the hall.
Seeing that the civil servants were losing their temper, the generals took advantage of the situation and rushed to make suggestions. Seeing that the voice of sending troops in the parliament was about to become the mainstream.
Your Excellency the Prime Minister stood up at the right time. This humble minister was born with a disdain for nobles. In every war, it was always the noble generals who made meritorious deeds. What does this have to do with gentlemen wielding quills? He firmly believed in this and had a strong interest in using swords and guns.
Instinctively resist.
When the Prime Minister was still young, he was famous for his eloquence. Now that he is middle-aged, he has rich experience, and he is in a high position and has read poetry and books. As soon as he opened his mouth, he made the group of knights speechless.
"Excuse me, Your Excellency, Generalissimo, have you forgotten the Indians who are eyeing the western border? It's better to defeat the orcs quickly. If not, aren't you afraid of the gang of dark Indian scumbags sneaking into the border?" The marshal snorted coldly.
, very disdainful, but he did stop stroking his beard.
"The border confrontation has occupied 30% of the country's troops, not to mention the reserve corps on the second line. At this time, the large-scale mobilization of troops does not give the Indians an excuse to go to war? If they just want to recover the remains of the martyrs, they can just choose a few hundred cavalry to launch a surprise attack.
"The Prime Minister paused and looked at the nobles opposite, "May I ask your lords, who is willing to lead the vanguard?"
No one answered, and the Prime Minister looked down on the nobles a little bit more. He caught a glimpse of a few young people who were about to step forward, but were held back by the elders behind them. Humph, these useless masters and cowards can only teach
Little coward. The Prime Minister's contempt goes even further.
"Since there are no noble knights willing to lead the team, then," the Prime Minister turned to the emperor sitting at the head of the parliament, bowed, and began to summarize. "The greenskin tribe is just some orcs and goblins, a group of inhuman races with no ambitions.
If you are greedy, why don't you send some money to retrieve Mr. Wood's body first, and then consider revenge after Indy withdraws his troops."
The Prime Minister kept talking, all the knights were speechless, and the civil servants were delighted. But the Emperor did not listen, because he understood the meaning behind the Prime Minister's words.
A few years ago, the protracted Dragon War finally ended with the victory of the coalition of human nations. As the main force, the empire made heavy sacrifices, and less than half of the soldiers who participated in the war returned home safely. The brutal war ravaged several provinces of the empire,
Many places became no man's land. At that time, green-skinned orc and goblin tribes appeared. A large number of non-human races brought their families, wearing rough clothes sewn from animal furs, huddled in front of the imperial border post. Tribal elders
They begged the imperial officials and swore an oath that they would go through fire and water for the empire. The tall and strong orcs were perfect mercenaries. These simple-minded guys would smash the enemy's head for a good meal. The short and thin goblins were honest and obedient.
Servant, widely welcomed by wealthy families.
The emperor and prime minister, who were still regents at the time, made a decision to allow the green-skin tribes to enter and reside on the borders of the empire. Although the evil dragon who wanted to destroy mankind was defeated, the empire still had many ambitious neighbors, including the Kingdom of Indy, which bordered the empire.
1. In recent years, India, which is well aware of the reality of the empire, has been approaching step by step, and armed confrontations have continued on the border between the two countries. Fortunately, the soldiers still have the bond of having fought side by side against the enemy of mankind, so it has not developed to the point of bloodshed.
The empire needs big soldiers, and the greenskins look like good cannon fodder. The normal lifespan of orcs is only half that of humans, and their infancy is extremely short. It only takes ten years from infants to adult orcs, and even more for goblins. Regardless of each tribe,
Whether strong or weak, Dingkou is prosperous.
In order to allow the green-skinned tribe to follow the emperor and the prime minister's whims, the empire not only provided them with land to live in these years, but also used public funds to maintain the tribe's basic life. In order to prevent ordinary civilians from being disgusted with the inhuman race, the government blocked
Any news about conflicts between orcs and local residents. For this reason, government agents did not hesitate to smash the lutes of many bards and threatened to cut off the fingers they depended on for a living. Furthermore, the Prime Minister personally ordered that the church be banned.
The reason for going deep into the greenskin tribe to spread the belief of Mother Earth is that "non-human creatures just know which way to point the spear tip, and there is no need to waste tax money to educate them."
The emperor rubbed his temples and watched the prime minister talk endlessly below. He allowed him to change his expressions repeatedly as the generals spoke. He just wanted to smile bitterly. Only my good prime minister could speak so openly and honestly.
The closed door of the parliament was suddenly pushed open. Everyone looked over and saw that it was not Christina. The emperor was relieved. Even the high elf, who had been exiled with his mother since he was a child, was treated as a treasure by the empire. He followed.
Behind the guard is the Indy ambassador.
The ambassador with dark skin and a turban walked to the center of the hall and bowed deeply to the emperor sitting in the middle. After receiving the emperor's approval, he loudly announced: "Dear Emperor and members of the empire, I am very honored.
It can convey His Majesty the King's cherishment of the friendship between the two countries, and the country is also willing to provide your country with full assistance in the crusade against the greenskin tribe."
"Pah...pah." The marshal stood up and applauded first, followed by the generals behind him, and many people even cheered loudly. The civil servants were stunned for a while, and then they also applauded. Seeing that the momentum was not right, the Prime Minister clapped as if the situation was right.
A few slaps.
Later that day, the leaders of the empire ascended to the rooftop of the Parliament and faced directly the veterans and people from all walks of life in the capital. Many sharp-eyed veterans noticed that the emperor was wearing a helmet and armor, which moved them very much.
On the rooftop, the supreme ruler raised his armor-covered right hand and shouted a name: "Leon!"
"Leon!" The veterans raised their right hands neatly and shouted after the emperor.
"Lyon!" The residents of the capital who petitioned with the veterans were also infected. First men, then women, and even children shouted. The tens of thousands of people gathered in the square were excited. At this moment, everyone was shouting for heroes.
Name, vowing to avenge him. Beside the emperor, more than a dozen noble knights knelt on one knee, asking to be the vanguard. The prime minister, who had been perfunctory, also bowed his head respectfully.
The emperor lowered his hands and prepared to announce his decision to go to war.
"Boom!" Holy Knight Christina, who had been standing in front of the parliament for five days and four nights, fell straight down.
"Save her quickly!" was the first order issued by the emperor in this greenskin war.
Leon's sudden death made Christina's world dim.
High elves have a long lifespan, and the entire race is famous for their good patience. The love of elves is implicit and restrained. The famous elf poem "The Twelve Chapters of Autumn" records the twelve-year love experience of a pair of elf lovers.
, they exchanged poetry collections, discussed literature, picnicked by the stream, and talked about their ideals under the stars. The few physical contacts they had during this period were just a gentle kiss on the cheek.
The female knight gave Leon a long time to pursue her, but in the end she spent a full ten years with the brave man, watching women come in and out of his room. In fact, let alone ten years, even fifty years, for the elf
It's just a snap of the fingers. Although Christina also wants to imitate human women, "get drunk and wear less." But the high elves are a proud race, even if they are exiled. Besides, she has plenty of time to play.
This love game where you chase and I run away.
Her mother, who led her to wandering around, once told her that humans are a short-lived race. If you have something to say to them, you must do it as soon as possible, otherwise you will end up talking to yourself in front of the tombstone. When she was young, she heard
I don't understand this, I just hope that my mother can bring back more food to fill my hungry belly.
Chapter completed!