After sending Lang Xue to Nolan Ji'er's back door, Su Zuo asked her to leave. Qi Luo's sudden departure gave him a big blow and he was not in the mood to entertain her.
After taking off his burqa with some regret and putting down the things in his hands, Su Zuo walked around in Nolan Ji's neighborhood. Not long ago, the place was filled with the voices and smiles of prostitutes, but now it was empty.
There were only two or three scattered kittens left.
In the hall, former chef Dorn and steward Middle were drinking.
In the Wings of Truth incident, Dorn lost his left hand, and now the sleeve of his left hand is empty. The cost of magical regeneration of severed limbs is not something ordinary people can afford, and Dorn's arm was crushed by an overturned carriage.
Even Kneitin's magical cultivation is powerless. So now Dorn has retired from the front line of the kitchen and is responsible for guiding the work, carefully cultivating his few unsatisfactory disciples, and wants to make them better.
They become useful quickly.
"Sigh... The commander-in-chief's adjustment to Nolan Ji'er this time may be because of me..."
Holding the wine glass in his hand, Donn sighed: "Ever since I broke my hand, Nolan Ji'er's business has been getting worse."
In response to Donne's worries, Middleton smiled politely: "How is it possible? You are overthinking, Donne. Although I'm sorry to say it, how can people who come to Nolan Ji'er care about whether the food has changed?"
It tastes good, but it has gone bad. Didn’t you see? Their souls were almost taken away by Fulai and the others."
Su Zuo knew Fu Lai. Although he was not very familiar with her, he still knew this popular prostitute who was as popular as Qi Luo. Compared with Qi Luo, who often spent three days fishing and two days drying nets, Fu Lai
He is much more dedicated, so that's why Midel mentioned Fulai instead of Qiluo.
"The incident in the New District was such a big deal, and coupled with the fact that a wealthy businessman and four of his bodyguards were killed by the corpse-shattering demon two months ago, no one in the entire Wenning District dared to come out at night. In comparison,
Now, the problem in the kitchen is just a side issue." Middle explained, comforting Dorn.
Dorn reluctantly accepted this statement: "Oh...anyway...by the way, why didn't you see Commander Galt?"
Donne suddenly remembered that as the person in charge of Nolan Ji'er, Galt had always regarded the people of Nolan Ji'er as taboos, and the blow to him this time would probably not be small.
Sure enough, after hearing Dorn's doubts, Middle smiled bitterly: "He was sulking in his room. No one was there. Nolan Ji'er, who had been running the business for such a long time, was about to leave at the command of the commander.
No one could feel relieved. Moreover, the second commander was too unkind and only sent a steward over - he was indifferent to the corpse-shattering demon in Wenning District, but he was so good at cutting off Nolan Ji'er's bones and blood.
Heart, it seems that the First Commander and the Second Commander no longer care much about the life and death of Wenning District."
To be honest, Su Zuo sensed the existence of factional struggles within the Crow's Golden Lock since he heard that the upper-level organization of the Crow's Golden Lock was unwilling to send more manpower. The relocation of prostitutes this time actually only intensified the problem.
this contradiction.
Su Zuo couldn't help but feel a trace of gloom in the corner of his eyes. If Qiluo's departure was just a normal staff transfer, he couldn't complain about anything except melancholy. However, now the conversation between Dorn and Midel seemed to help him feel better.
Unhappiness found an outlet.
But before Su Zuo had time to think about anything, Galt, who had a gloomy face, was already wrapped in billowing black robes and rushed into the hall like a huge black crow.
Looking at Midel, Galt's face was so gloomy that black water dripped from his face: "Midel, something happened. You go and gather people, I'll rush over and take a look first."
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Su Zuo has always felt that although life in Wenning District is a little rough, to put it bluntly, it is pretty good. Although there are fights and killings outside, and there are constant reports of people dying, the life can still be lived.
This is a bit like Su Zuo's previous life, living in a peaceful and safe country. Even though he knew that in some parts of the earth, there were still brutal wars and killings, he still had no real sense of it.
Abroad, you can still feel the chaos of public security and the problems caused by the threat of terrorism, but in Suzo's motherland, peace is really around you.
If the country is strong, even if you leave the country, that strength can still envelope you and make you feel safe and peaceful.
This is what Su Zuo felt in Nolan Ji'er. Even if the power of the Crow's Golden Lock only envelopes this small Wenning city, the feeling of tranquility and peace can still kill people's ambition -
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It makes people forget that this is an inhumane world where humans cannibalize humans.
It turns out that the explosion in the new district reminded Su Zuo a little bit, so Su Zuo would risk his life to protect this peace and have a life-and-death duel with the alchemist Kabala Hill Taylor - in such a magical feudal world, civilian life
Whether you are happy or not depends to a large extent on the mood of the upper-class nobles.
To be honest, Su Zuo has never thought about changing such a society, but he still doesn't have the ability. The knowledge and magic he got from the old man can be regarded as a glimmer of hope for progress, but it is still not enough.
Revealing his identity as an arcane apprentice may surprise Galt, but Galt can still squeeze Suzuo to death if he wants; and the Grand Duke of Silver Rose can crush Galt to death, just like Galt.
It would be just as easy to kill Su Zuo.
Ideals are often very plump, and reality is often very skinny. People who don't understand these two points will mostly either die or become a stinker.
Su Zuo didn't want to become a bad guy, nor did he want to die early, so Su Zuo just thought about it.
Then, today, Su Zuo finally understood what "if you don't want to change the world, then wait to be changed by the world."
Galt's voice echoed over and over again in Suzo's mind, turning into a huge roar.
"Ibison's carriage was attacked by the corpse-shattering demon. According to eyewitnesses, blood had already flowed into a river."
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"Brando! Count the teams! Don't worry about the number of people! Just half of them are here!"
The whole Nolan Ji'er was in chaos. Galt had already set off. In the snow-covered Wenning District, as a high-level warrior, his pace could not be kept up with even ordinary horses. Midel, who stayed behind, was walking
Organizing the team.
Most of the guards of Nolan Ji'er's Golden Lock of Crow are between high-level warrior apprentices or low-level warriors. In addition to their rich experience in fighting bravely, their discipline is not even comparable to that of ordinary armies. Therefore, in
When the team was forming, the open space in front of Nolan Ji was also in a mess.
But Midel can't control that much. He is very worried about Galt's safety. The Sheriff's search results will also be reported to the Crow's Golden Lock. Even the high-level magic swordsman and the sword-wielding monk can't stop the character.
Galt's strength alone would make it difficult to deal with it.
When he thought of this, Middle did not intend to delay any longer. After seeing that the number of people present was almost the same, at least it was completely dark and looked very impressive, Middle called the team: "Don't worry about those who haven't arrived! Let's go! Everyone
Remember to follow the team!"
He kicked the horse under his feet and wanted to run, but he didn't want to see the one-armed Dorn driving a brown one-horned horse to follow the leading team.
Midel was full of doubts: "Dorn, why are you following me? You can't fight."
Dorn smiled bitterly, lifted up his cloak, and revealed Su Zuo hidden inside: "Sorry, the little guy said that there is an acquaintance among the prostitutes, and he insisted on following him to have a look."
"Forget it...be careful and don't get involved in the fight." Midel hesitated. If it was Galt here, he would have kicked Dorn off his horse long ago, but Midel still said,
Somewhat hesitant. In the end, he acquiesced to the joining of Dorn and Suzo.
"Follow us, we have to speed up! Drive!" Middle kicked the horse's belly and galloped towards the place where the witness said it was.
Galt, you must hold on.
Silently muttering to his mind, Middle held the horse's reins with one hand, took off the unilateral glasses from his face with the other, and stuffed them into his arms.
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"Galte! Are you okay?"
After firing another shot, in the distance, Middle heard the sheriff's voice: "Stop him! Don't let him run away!"
Middle still has some impression of this voice. It seems to be the canon executive named Lamberts. They exchanged opinions with each other in other places some time ago (Lamberts is not willing to go to Nolan Ji'er). Although he is very arrogant, he is powerful.
Not bad. When he heard that he was coming, Middle suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't care about continuing to capture the corpse-shattering demon. He suddenly turned over and dismounted from his horse, and quickly rushed towards Galt.
After spitting out the bloody phlegm in his mouth, Galt also regained some of his ability to speak. There were still bloodshot eyes on the corners of his lips. He gasped loudly: "I'm fine, leave me alone, look at the others..."
Needless to say, Galt said that the lower-level members of the Golden Lock of the Crow, who realized that they could not catch up with the Corpse-Shattering Demon, had already begun rescue work.
"How miserable it is!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and save people! See if anyone is alive!"
"This Sheriff can still be saved! Someone come quickly! She is covered in blood!"
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awful?
Su Zuo's head was foggy.
There is no tragedy here, only blood.
There was blood everywhere, and all that was left were bodies.
The pieces of meat were piled up into a mountain. He knelt inside and lifted up a layer of corpses. There were still corpses underneath.
The lives of the dead were full of pain and fear, and their originally vivid faces were distorted into horrific shapes, including many of Su Zuo's familiar faces.
At first I wanted to cry, but then I became numb. I inserted one hand into it and popped my eyeball out, so I just pulled it out and continued.
"Hey! You brat! Don't throw the bodies everywhere! You know it's very troublesome!"
A member of the Golden Chain of Crows was splashed with a boot of plasma. He was so angry that he couldn't help but drag Su Zuo up from the ground.
"open."
Empty eyes stare into empty eyes.
"Cut!" The gangster-looking man spat and let go of his hand.
Su Zuo patted the collar with bloody fingerprints, turned around and wanted to continue "working", but out of the corner of his eye he saw——
"Qiluo! This is Qiluo! She is still angry!"
Far away from the pile of corpses, two members of the Golden Chain of Crows took out a tattered "doll" from the snowdrift.
"God bless her! She's freezing!"
Su Zuo didn't realize how he rushed to Qiluo's side.
Kneeling next to Qiluo, Su Zuo looked at her pale face with her eyes closed and forgot what to say for a moment.
Her legs were chopped off below the knees. If the coldness of the ice and snow had not slowed down the blood loss, she would have died long before the rescuers found her.
But now she is not far away from dying. With extensive frostbite and stiffness coupled with a large amount of blood loss, it is a miracle that she can survive until now. The almost non-existent pulse and breathing all illustrate this.
"Tie up the wound on the leg! Don't let her lose any more blood!" Su Zuo let go of Qiluo's left hand, shouted, and immediately gave instructions to the guards on both sides. His stiff body became hot again, and the heat rushed through him.
It got into his brain, like flipping a switch in his head.
Care in emergencies…
"Qiluo! Qiluo!" Su Zuo slapped the girl's face, the tentacles felt like an ice cellar, but he threw all the bad premonitions behind him, Su Zuo shouted the girl's name wholeheartedly——
When freezing, call the patient's name to keep her conscious.
After shouting for a while, and seeing that Qiluo had a slight reaction, Su Zuo took off his clothes, heated them with magic skills, and wrapped Qiluo up.
Holding Qiluo, he changed his position and continued to call the girl's name. Maybe it was because Qiluo lost a lot of blood and lost her legs, but Su Zuo always felt that the girl's body was so light.
On the girl's pale face, the long eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly opened her eyes, but her eyes that lost focus seemed to be unable to see anything——
"Evan Ian..."
Seeing Qiluo open her eyes, Su Zuo's heart ached violently. What tortured that cheerful girl to look like this?
"That's right...it's me, Sister Qiluo." Su Zuo held her hand tightly, hoping to transfer the heat from his hand to her.
Qiluo's originally beautiful lips were as pale as snow, and they squirmed slightly: "I'm so cold..."
"It's okay, I won't be cold soon." Hearing Qiluo's words, Su Zuo couldn't help hugging Qiluo a little tighter, but he vaguely knew that Qiluo would feel cold, not only the body temperature dropped, but also
Most of them are illusions caused by massive blood loss.
She couldn't see anything and could only hear Su Zuo's words. Even though her consciousness was still in a semi-fainting state, Qiluo still realized something: "Am I going to die..."
"Don't worry, I won't let the God of Death take you away." Su Zuo pinched the girl's slender fingers in his hand, not daring to use any force, for fear that the slightest force would crush her fragile body.
"Haha..." Qiluo smiled faintly and managed to pull her hand out of Su Zuo's hand, "Idiot... couldn't you say... the person who came to pick me up was an angel..."
Qiluo's right hand made two false attempts in the air. Su Zuo held the weak catkin and gently pressed it to his face: "Well... I made a mistake, Qiluo is such a good girl.
It must belong to God..."
"...God...I hate gods..." Gently rubbing Su Zuo's moist face, Qiluo's voice gradually became stronger, and her face gradually became rosy.
"Then don't go to God." Su Zuo's voice was choked with sobs. He knew that some people would return to the light before death and suddenly bloom with incomparable vitality. This is a person who, at the end of his life, in this world
The final cry.
"...But...this world is so cold..." Qiluo frowned, as if she suddenly remembered her unfortunate life.
Su Zuo hugged Qiluo and coaxed her: "Don't worry, I will make it warm..."
Hearing Su Zuo's words, Qiluo tilted her head like a girl immersed in love, showing a happy smile: "...has it been agreed?"
"Well... it's agreed." Su Zuo nodded vigorously, tears flowing down continuously, wetting Qiluo's entire right hand, "After you wake up again, I will create a warm world for you.
We have agreed, we have agreed, so we must wake up again."
Qiluo's extremely charming face smiled softly, her violet pupils stared quietly at the direction of Su Zuo's face, and gently stroked his face——
"...How can this world be warm?"
The slender fingers slid down the side of Su Zuo's face and never lifted up again.
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PS2: Starting from the next chapter, Su Zuo officially starts going berserk.