Talinnam struggled among the dead. Every step he took, the wounds on his body were painful. The deepest wound was even deep enough to the bone. He didn't know how he survived. Logically speaking, such a scarred body
, the blood should have dried up long ago.
Maybe the goddess wants to live on her own and complete her own mission? But living in such pain is really a torture, more painful than death.
His comrades-in-arms are all dead, the knights who followed him are all dead, and the lord he once respected and was most grateful for is also dead. It seems that along the way, he is the only one left.
But he had to continue walking...alone, walking in the dark and boundless world.
Talinnam felt in a trance, and the undead afterimage of Bertol appeared before his eyes again. However, when the phantom roared towards him, he realized that it was a hyena feeding on carrion.
In a panic, Talinnam instinctively thrust forward the long sword that he used as a cane. The hyena did not expect that a dying man could still fight back, and was stabbed in the chest by the sword, whining and falling to the ground.
When the other hyenas saw this, they fled away.
He finally saved his life.
However, it would be great to die like this...
Talinnam has almost lost the courage to live. He has no relatives around him, and everything he once valued has now been lost.
However, maybe this is his own destiny? The Lake Goddess must have had her own intentions in bringing herself back from the brink of death. Talinnam can only comfort herself in this way.
He hallucinated again, this time, it was Innia.
The memory of that girl, that female knight of the Southern Kingdom, is still clear. Her face, her voice, her figure, and those memories are still vivid in my mind. However, I don't know where she is.
Maybe Innia was traveling in the southern countries, or maybe she was in Arabi further south, or in the Badlands. He didn't know...
Gritting his teeth, Talinnam once again stood up with his sword. The people in the territory were still waiting for him... This was his responsibility.
However, how he wished that he did not have such responsibilities, so that he would really have nothing to worry about. Or, he could be like other lords of this era, only caring about himself and not caring about the life and death of others.
They can marry many women and have many children, one of them dies, and so on.
However, Talinnam couldn't do it. For him, everyone who stayed around for a long time had feelings, those comrades, those knights who followed him, and even those servants.
【The time has not come...】
[The time has not come yet, Tallin... survive...]
He heard the voice that seemed to come from the sky, ethereal, illusory, but so real, as if the voice came from deep within his heart.
"I am so tired……"
Talinnam said to the voice.
Indeed, he was so tired that he really wanted to close his eyes and ignore this dark world.
However, that powerful and ethereal voice sounded again——
【The time has not come...】
【The time has not come...】
The sound repeated, repeated, and then died away.
When the sound completely faded away, Talinnam knelt down on the ground again tired and weak. How he wished that everything had not happened. If he was just an ordinary Kislev farmer, frozen in the freezing years.
Death is much more refreshing. You don’t have to go through so much and lose everything in the end...
Maybe there is still hope...
Talinnam said to himself. Innia...Lord Rhodes...they might all still be alive. For that little bit of vague and uncertain hope, Talinam struggled to get up from the mud again, heading towards the unknown.
Go in the direction...
…
"Rod."
In the Erengrad City Hall, Alves walked in with brisk steps.
When he first saw Rhodes, the little dwarf made a "shh" gesture to signal Rhodes to stop talking. Then, the little dwarf walked to the door, closed the bronze door of the office, and then walked slowly to the office again.
In front of Rhodes, he took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and filled it up.
"What is it, so mysterious?"
Rhodes smiled, threw the official document booklet in his hand on the table, and turned to look at Alves.
"It's not too mysterious, but it's better that less people know about this kind of thing."
As he spoke, Alves took a sip of red wine and pointed the glass at Rhodes. Rhodes shook his head and said he didn't want it.
"Well, let's put it this way, that alchemist is quite capable."
Alves said.
"You mean Gaelt?"
Rhodes asked with a smile.
"Well, that's him. I've watched him come all the way. Ever since he came to Kislev, things have been happening. He himself has surprised everyone again and again. Back then, this kid relied on his unique skills to succeed in Emirates.
The first pot of gold earned by Lunglad, I should value him because you have a unique eye for people. You can choose him among thousands of young people."
After Alves finished speaking, he lay half-lying on the sofa, savoring the taste of the wine and what had happened in the past two years.
Rhodes just smiled and said nothing about the praise of his great manager. I am afraid that no one in the world except himself knows the true strength of Geert Baershazer.
"However, he is a member of the Empire after all."
Alves took another sip of wine and said with a solemn expression.
"Indeed...but I gave him everything the empire could give him, and I gave him everything the empire couldn't give him."
Rhodes said with a half-sigh.
"Money, wealth and status are indeed given, but it's not enough. Have you ever thought about a question, Rhodes?"
Alves turned to stare at Rod.
"Um?"
"If one day Gaelt's reputation spreads from Kislev and the empire pays attention to it again, then if Altdorf's magic academy or other electors take a fancy to him, and from his perspective and standpoint,
Do you think Gelt will switch to someone else?"
Alves looked at Rhodes with a serious face and continued -
"You should know that even with its development to this day, the empire is still better than Kislev in all aspects. The resources, environment, and conditions are self-evident. In Kislev, except for the Ice Academy, there is no other magic academy, or even
Even male wizards are prohibited. The environment and the empire are naturally very different. And with the resources that the empire can provide, we are even more helpless."
"This is indeed a problem..."
Rhodes' expression also became serious. In fact, before the little dwarf said it, he really hadn't considered such a far-reaching thing. Now it seems that what he, the general manager, said is absolutely right. He can recruit people from the empire.
, then, the empire can also poach talents from Kislev. This works both ways. But there are too many people at the bottom of the empire, and under the crazy involution, ordinary people have no chance at all. But once you become famous, it will be different.
There are some lords or nobles who really need capable people to do things for them.
"So, I guess you already have a solution, so you came to me?"
Rhodes smiled again and asked, trying to make the atmosphere more relaxed.