"My name is: Moriarty Ensberg." Moriarty returned the scimitar to the old werewolf and replied at the same time.
"Okay, I've remembered it, Moriarty. If I'm not mistaken, it was you and your followers who killed Gordon, right? Using the magic crossbow just now?" The old werewolf took back the scimitar,
He stretched out his left hand with one missing finger, gently brushed the cold-glow fine iron blade, and asked with his head slightly lowered.
"Yes. The ogre shaman of Savage Totem is a powerful opponent worthy of respect. For the sake of each other's survival, I cannot hold back." Although Moriarty was the name mentioned by the old werewolf,
I heard it once, but I knew exactly who it was referring to, and I had no intention of denying it.
"You are very honest." After receiving the answer, the old werewolf raised his green eyes and looked directly at the other person: "Gorton has been my old friend for many years, so I am determined to avenge him. If you don't want to be killed by me in the future,
If you want to behead me, I advise you to kill me now. As a prisoner, I will not resist."
After saying that, the old werewolf threw the scimitar back to Moriarty's feet with a "snap", and then closed his eyes heavily. And his words immediately aroused the excitement of the wolf riders of Longinus Squadron.
Turmoil and chaos.
"Haha, are all Wolfgang's veteran officers as interesting as you? Or are they ruthless?" Moriarty completely ignored the sharp blade thrown in front of him, and instead looked at the old werewolf with interest.
smiled.
"What do you mean?" As if he was slightly discouraged and embarrassed after being easily seen through the other party's intentions, the old werewolf opened his eyes again and asked in reply.
"If I'm not wrong, you should have served in the 'Yirong Staff' of the late 'Duke Eugen', right?" Ignoring the old werewolf's somewhat angry question, Moriarty changed the subject to himself.
Zi Di asked back: "And the rank shouldn't be low, maybe a trainee staff lieutenant?"
"Young man, your imagination and insight astound me. Tell me, how did you make such a judgment?" After hearing Moriarty's question, the old werewolf showed surprise for the first time in front of a human.
It was as if the deepest secret in my heart was revealed to a stranger all at once.
"Your helmet told me." Seeing that he had finally caused some emotional fluctuations in the extremely difficult opponent in front of him, Moriarty could not help but secretly let out a sigh of relief, but his expression remained calm and indifferent.
"Helm? That's it. I didn't expect that a human could recognize the 'Yorong Small Round Helmet' that no one in the kingdom had remembered for a long time. It seems that Krorod has been suppressed by Erathia for thousands of years, so
It’s not without reason.”
Hearing Moriarty's explanation, the old werewolf seemed to suddenly feel uncontrollably sad, and this seemed so abnormal for this veteran who was always calm and indifferent. With another sigh, the old werewolf put his head on his head.
The old but extremely clean small round helmet was taken off the head, held in the hand, and stroked gently.
"I am just a shallow history buff, and I also know a little bit about military affairs. Therefore, I admire the Yonglong General Staff established by Duke Eugen thirty-five years ago. Therefore, I pay special attention to the relationship with it.
Some documentary records." Moriarty looked at the old werewolf and his tone softened.
"Admiration?" He seemed a little surprised by Moriarty's choice of words, and the old werewolf couldn't help but glance at him.
"Yes, admiration." Moriarty repeated it again in an unquestionable tone, and then said: "I think, if it hadn't been for that accident that caused Duke Eugen's untimely death, I'm afraid the name of the Yonglong staff would have been
It has already resounded throughout the Antagrich continent. Unfortunately, with the passing of the Duke, there was little news about Yulong in the next twenty or thirty years."
"Haha, you are the first person I have heard make such remarks, and you are also a human from Erathia. What a heartbreaking irony! Haha, unexpected... unexpected..." The old werewolf looked at
Moriarty, every word he spoke, seemed to be laughing and crying.
"Perhaps the successive military ministers of your country did not realize the huge value contained in the general staff, and neglected it. I have to say that this is a huge loss for the Kingdom of Crulod, but it is also a great loss for Erathia.
The kingdom's wonderful fortune." Moriarty continued objectively.
"Do you really understand the value of Yonglong? Young mage?" The old werewolf didn't seem to believe Moriarty's evaluation. Perhaps he felt that this was just a clever enemy deliberately fabricating some kind of ulterior motive.
It's just rhetoric, and Moriarty's true identity is not a soldier, but just a mage.
"The temple is the heart, Junker is the sword and limbs, and the staff is the brain. If Cruelder is armed with this, the continent will be invincible." Moriarty looked directly into the old werewolf's eyes and said slowly: "This
That’s my assessment.”
"The temple is the heart, the Junkers are the swords and limbs, and the staff is the brain... If Crowlod is armed with this, the continent will be invincible..."
Hearing these words, the old werewolf seemed to be struck by thunder and lightning in an instant, and he stood there stunned, motionless. In his iron-colored eyes, a look that he had not seen for a long time rose and fell, as if it had been there for many years.
The buried memories burst out at this moment, almost bursting the old werewolf's entire body.
After an unknown amount of time, the old werewolf finally stopped murmuring, raised his iron-colored eyes again, and looked at Moriarty: "Maybe I should kill you here at all costs, even if I abandon my destiny.
A soldier's high honor."
"why?"
He still looked at the old werewolf without evading, as if he didn't care about the other party's death threat at all. In fact, Moriarty had already known very well that the old werewolf was eager to kill him as soon as he came ashore, so that he could kill him.
The other wolf cavalry were able to immediately get rid of their status as surrenderers, and then killed all the humans by the Sandos River.
"Because your words remind me of a person." The old werewolf gritted his fangs and widened his eyes.
"who?"
"Prince Eugen!"
………
But until he took back the dropped scimitar and put it back on his waist again, the old werewolf still didn't take action against Moriarty.
Maybe at a certain moment just now, the old werewolf's murderous intention was really so serious that even if he sacrificed Margaret behind him, he still wanted to eliminate the mage in front of him at the boundary between the ice field and the wilderness.
. Because Moriarty's comment that "the staff is the brain" really made the old werewolf feel extremely threatened. Yes, the old werewolf was scared, and it was the first time in his life that he was so scared. He was afraid that one day, this
Young mages who also have a deep understanding of and high regard for the military system of the "Aolong Staff" will establish their own "Aolong" in Erathia or Bracada. And when that day comes, they will have a strong military
The brain's human knight army or mage army will completely destroy Cruel Lord's ultimate dream of "invincibility on the continent". Therefore, the old werewolf is really eager to risk everything to nip this terrible threat in the bud.
However, in the end, for some reason, the old werewolf gave up. Moreover, he gave up completely.
After giving up, the veteran looked so unwilling, so depressed, and so old. The exhaustion and loneliness, which was almost heavier than a lead weight, quickly climbed up his skinny face like a vine, and his originally straight back was unconscious.
There is a hint of rickets from time, like a shadow that should have existed under the noon sun.
But it wasn't until this moment that the old wolf suddenly realized:
It turns out that veterans will really grow old one day.
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It’s a slightly shorter chapter, but I feel like it’s just the right place to start, haha.
Thanks to "Yakult is so delicious" for the new tip.
