Chapter 48
"How's the situation?" The one who asked that question was one of Grosk's guards, another Knight of Divine Grace in his party. The guard's expression was extremely grim, obviously, he already knew about the death of the other two guards.
"I used the breathing technique to adjust his rhythm. His life is saved, but he needs to be treated as soon as possible. Otherwise, he might not wake up for the rest of his life." Chris stood up.
Rivers was leaning against the wall of the house with his eyes closed, he had already fainted. The Grace of Sacrifice had drained him too much, if it weren't for Chris who arrived in time and used his breathing valve to alleviate the side effects, he would already be a corpse by now.
On the other side, the Knight of Divine Grace was pulling out his sword to prevent the captured Crowmen from escaping. At the same time, he was also preparing to ask for information. After all, the Crowmen from before were willing to risk their lives for Negri. But now, this Crowmen was squatting there, and when he noticed Chris looking at him, he even smiled at Chris.
"Can you let me go? I can tell you everything. Let me go, and I'll leave Reya immediately and never appear before you again, "the Crowmen said in a humble tone as he hunched his body and tried to look as pitiful as possible.
"Speaking of which, aren't Negri's Crowmen fearless of death?" Chris asked pointedly.
"Lord Negri chose the Crowmen to make up for himself, so anyone with a good personality can be recruited" The Crowmen spoke rather proudly: 「 In terms of combat strength, I can't compare to those adults, but my desire to survive is the strongest among them 」
"Mend myself?" Chris narrowed his eyes: "Tell me in detail, tell me everything you know about Negary, as well as everything about the other Crowmen"
"I'll speak, I'll speak at once." The Crowmen smiled. He seemed to have some kind of magical power that made everyone who saw him gradually give up their hostility. Because his every move was in the most comfortable place, making people want to let him go.
"Regarding Sir Negri, I don't know much. Being selected as a Crowmen was also an accident. In fact, I haven't met Sir Negri many times." The Crowmen carefully said, "Lord Negri wasn't as … bewitching as he is now."
"At the time, the feeling he gave off was just that he was a bit more powerful, like a king that made people want to follow him, but as his enemies died one by one and the Crowmen offered themselves to him, he became more and more powerful, becoming more and more inhuman"
"To be honest, I'm different from those who desperately want to get closer to him. Instead, I want to stay far away from him, because whenever I'm by his side, I always have the urge to sacrifice my life for him."
"Therefore, my advice to you is to leave this place, really!" The Crowmen looked at them with extreme sincerity, so much so that it was frightening. "Lord Negri has already surpassed humans!"
"Every time he saw me, he would tempt me to kill myself and offer my will to live to him. And every time I broke free from his charm, I could feel his joy, like a farmer seeing his crops grow healthily."
"Even now, there's still a voice in my head reminding me to kill myself and offer myself to Sir Negri, that way, I won't have any more worries or fears."
"Don't you think so?" The Crowmen opened his eyes wide, revealing a sense of madness. His boneless body slightly shrunk, then like a venomous snake hunting its prey, the majority of his body rushed towards the Knight of Divine Grace. Opening his hands, two pitch-black bones reached out from the holes in his hands.
"For Lord Negri!" The Crowmen shouted in a frenzy. As he described how terrifying Negri was, he couldn't help but recall Negri, the scene where Negri reached out to him, and this time, he couldn't endure it.
The Knight of Divine Grace was already wielding his sword to prevent the Crowmen from playing any tricks, so when the Crowmen suddenly rushed towards him, he instinctively slashed down.
Without the protection of his bones, the Crowmen was easily cut in half and fell to the ground. The pain woke him up, tears and snot mixed with blood flowed down his face as he used the last of his strength to crawl towards the big tree in the forbidden area.
"Lord Negri, I don't want to die yet, I can still grow, save me, Lord Negri!!"
"No, you have already matured!" A voice resounded in the Crowmen's mind: "Right now, your will to live is at its strongest!"
"Lord Negri!" The Crowmen was still begging for mercy until the very last moment, but he still couldn't escape death. His life officially stopped. The black [Black Crow] germs slowly flowed out from the hole in his hand, seeping into the ground and flowing towards Negri.
"This …" the three people present were shocked to see this. This was a person who wanted to live, but because he recalled Negri, he decided to commit suicide. The shadow of the name Negri unconsciously grew larger in their hearts.
"I'll send this knight back to receive treatment" The guard's lips twitched as he lowered his head, feeling extremely ashamed. He was indeed afraid, he could faintly sense an ominous aura around him. Saying that he would send Rivers away at a time like this was nothing more than a disguise for him to run away.
"There's no need to feel ashamed, this is only human nature" Chris smiled. After traveling for so long, he had seen all kinds of people, and after witnessing Negri's eerie terror, his choice was normal. Asking others to sacrifice themselves for the sake of so-called 'justice' wasn't justice at all, it was nothing more than moral coercion.
Watching the guard carry Rivers away, Chris sighed. Now, they only had 10 people left. Two Crowmen were gone, and the Bizarre Scales that had been freed didn't count. From what they saw the other day, the other side still had 4 Crowmen and 3 Bizarre Scales.
I wonder how the others, as well as the people from the Kingdom of Royas, fared.
"Let's go and support the others, we can't afford to lose any more people, and we're not too far away from where Negri is right now" Chris told the Knight of Divine Grace. The two of them moved through the darkness and headed towards where the others were.
Sitting on his throne of bones, Negri rested his chin on his hand with a joyful smile on his face. His smile was similar to the smile of a farmer who had just harvested a bountiful harvest.
Suddenly, Negri looked up and saw someone quickly moving forward, stepping on a pile of bones.
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