Shaman from Afar

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As night fell, a cave in a glacier wasteland.

Wearing a black cloak, the man sitting by the campfire rubbed his hands that had been numb, and glanced at the opposite one-armed knight who saved himself in the snow and repelled the werewolf community alone.

The other party was very silent, and did not say why he should save his life from beginning to end. He sat silently by the bonfire and closed his eyes to keep his spirits, holding the mottled knight sword in his arms.

A few rough skins beneath him, even blankets, quilts and beds.

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

Alone, with his right arm broken;

No assistance, no supplies;

Still running around in monsters, the snow-bound mountains ... The man asked himself, and replaced himself with absolutely no more than a month in this case.

How did he do it?

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

Looking at each other hesitantly, the man finally made up his mind and withdrew his eyes, awkwardly speaking:

"Uh, that ... cough, my name is Andrew McCafferty, mercenary of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, you just call me Andrew!"

The other party didn't mean to speak, still closing his eyes and raising his mind, making the already inexplicable atmosphere immediately more embarrassing.

Andrew's lips twitched, and the courage again: "That ... what's your name?"

"I have no name and no title." The other said coldly.

"..."

"I have made the oath of the" sword of oath "and dedicated myself to the Holy Cross. Since then, I have been alone and following the path of faith ... The name has long been remembered."

It turned out to be a fanatical believer in the church ... No wonder you can survive alone in the wasteland.

Andrew had also seen several oath knights and servant infantry of the church when he was in the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, and all of them were lifeless lunatics. He did not have any affection for this group of people.

Of course, Andrew had no good feelings for the Holy Cross ... He didn't believe in this Raush son at all, otherwise he would not go to this ghost place as a mercenary.

Wait a minute, if this is the case, then he ...

"You don't have to care too much about why I saved you, it just went hand in hand."

There was some magnetism in the calm voice. The eyes of "Oath Knight" made Andrew couldn't help shrinking his neck. Those clear eyes seemed to penetrate the heart, making him particularly insecure, like he was not wearing clothes. of.

"Originally, I was leaving here today, but I met a werewolf community safari, so I had to wait another two days." The vowed knight was expressionless:

"It's not far from the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain. After I leave, you can continue to stay here for two days. You can always meet the patrol rangers-I have calculated that your people will pass by once in almost two or three days."

He whispered, but he didn't find Andrew's eyes suddenly lit up and couldn't wait to say: "Are you going to leave the Boundary Mountain ?!"

"Is there a problem?" The oath knight frowned slightly.

"From the glacier wasteland to the south, there is only one way of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain. In addition, if it is found by the checkpoint of the Boundary Mountain, it will be executed as a fugitive!"

"I know there is a way to bypass the stronghold's checkpoint, but climb the mountain." The oath knight answered indifferently, looking up at him: "If you want to tell me, please feel free ... as long as your people can keep up with me."

"Uh? No no no no ... You misunderstood, I asked this not to catch you!"

Panicked Andrew quickly waved his hand and categorically denied it; Zhizhi Wuwu scratched his head awkwardly, and some was difficult to speak: "I, I just want to know ... when you go, can you bring one more person?"

The words fell, and the vowed knight gave Andrew a puzzled look.

"I remember ... you said you were a mercenary in the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, someone from Connold de Salion?"

"Uh ..." Andrew, with his mouth closed, grudgingly smiled awkwardly: "It's almost ... that's what happened."

Then the next second, he saw a trace of contempt in the oath knight's eyes:

"deserter!"

"I'm not a deserter!" Andrew immediately retorted, but surrendered in front of those eyes: "Well ... I'm a deserter, but that's because I don't want to kill Connold de Salion anymore!"

"Do you know that Connor de Salion is the crown prince of the empire, the next supreme emperor of Sacran?"

"know!"

"Do you know how many people want to dedicate their loyalty to him ... no chance?"

"I know, but it's definitely not me!" Andrew sneered. "I'm a mercenary. It's no problem for me to pay for my life, but he just wants us to die!"

"This kind of patrol mission that will hit the werewolf community, replaced by a legion patrol should have at least a small team, but they actually handed over to me alone, not even the minimum intelligence."

"In the past two months, the total number of deaths before and after the entire mercenary barracks was more than one-fifth, and almost one-quarter of those sentenced to military offense were counted. The new barracks did not have such a high death rate!"

The oath knight frowned, his expression slightly moving: "If they find that you are not dead but run away, they will send someone to arrest you."

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

"I can see that His Royal Highness Connold didn't really need mercenaries to sell his life for him-the Northern Legion is much better than us-he just didn't want us to mess up the mess in his territory Get this ghost place full of monsters, ice and snow ... the same as the old masters who let death row prisoners go to the battlefield. "

"So ... as long as you obediently get rid of East Sackland, the Crown Prince will not be in trouble for me like a miscellaneous fish." Smiling proudly, Andrew summed up.

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

"Uh ... what?" Andrew was still a little afraid to vow the knight's eyes.

"First of all, I only agree to take you to leave East Sackland. As for where you go after leaving East Sackland, it has nothing to do with you. You can follow me or not."

"Second, you must not ask no matter what I do-and must leave when I let you leave."

"I promise you."

Andrew nodded without hesitation, but he couldn't help but to say a few words: "That ... what are you going to do?"

"Find someone." The oath knight said calmly:

"I have been here for a long time, only recently confirmed that he should go to the south of the empire."

Find someone? The expression on Andrew's face remained the same, but his heart was strangely extreme.

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

He dared not continue to ask, and could only hide the confusion in his heart ... The more he knew, the faster he died. This sentence is almost universally known among mercenaries.

In fact, this "Oath Knight" alone is strange enough.

Even the vowed knights in the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, Andrew had never heard of anyone who had to abandon his name and identity together 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 discarded ... There is no doubt that the other party must be a knight of vows with firm beliefs.

Is it possible that he is a "sword of oath"? !

Andrew was taken aback by this idea-the Holy Cross Church has not had a new "sword of oath" for many years ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The price of this oath is too heavy and too extreme;

Most importantly, churches that have become universal believers no longer need this kind of "sword-holding" missionaries to fight against those evil gods.

But the last extant "sword of oath" now exists is the legendary Fanesis who betrayed the church to become the evil spirit running dog.

"what happened?"

The oath knight gave him a glance.

"It's nothing!" Andrew smiled quickly: "That ... are we going there?"

"The southern part of the empire, the famous land of wine and knights ..." The oath knight lowered his head and said softly:

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