Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty Fifth Gradually Quiet Voice

When he stepped into this high barrier with the holy sword in hand, Jerain still had an unreal feeling.

Everything seems to be changing too fast, causing him to be in a trance occasionally. It seems that yesterday he was the eldest son in the family, the future heir to the duke, but today he is an abandoned son who rebelled against his father.

The stairs made of stone and bricks spiral upwards in the castle. There are some fallen corpses and bloodstains in the corridor, and the walls are left with scratches and pits left by the battle.

In the sky outside the corridor, there is still the roaring swooping sound of the dragon wing aircraft, which is mixed with the grief of griffins and the sound of falling to the ground.

Gradually, when the corridors and stairs in the castle were finally finished, Jerain also came to the final hall again.

The old Duke Griffin was still sitting on the white marble throne, but there was no one else in the hall but him, only a rubble, extinguished ashes, collapsed decorations, a few corpses and bloodstains.

The clothes on the corpse were not fairy wood armor and military uniforms, but the obvious Sarius family style. These people, Gerain, were no strangers to them. They were the housekeeper and the captain of the guard.

After arriving in the hall, Jerain stood still, his eyes slowly shifted to the old Griffin Duke who was directly in front, and a white lion knight in full armor walked out from behind him and surrounded the man sitting on the white stone. Old Duke Griffin on the Throne.

"You're here." Compared to before, the old Duke Griffin has changed a lot, with a dull and aging feeling.

"Yes."

Jerain didn't speak anymore, and it seemed that there was no need to speak anymore. Telling the other party's mistakes and venting his emotions, he no longer had that desire.

A victory, but also a poignant victory, not so fun and exciting.

"Imitation Huaslin is gone, she is restrained by other witches." The old Duke Griffin said something unknown.

"I've changed back to the way I used to be, and the ravines of time are clearly visible on my body."

"You are my son, but you are not better than me. When I was young, I fought with the crown prince at that time, the emperor later, and won the favor of your mother. Later, I also won the Ti for five consecutive years. Tanya's title of champion knight..."

"When I was twenty-eight years old, I led 300 people to clean up the bandits who were entrenched in the West. There were more than ten Sequence 7 monsters that beheaded. When I was thirty-four, I went to the East as an envoy and returned five years later. Bringing the Plantagenet trade deal..."

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"When I was forty-one years old, I became the Duke of Griffin in the Western Region, and all the great nobles in the Western Region swore their allegiance to me..."

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"Everything went so smoothly, but the times didn't give me a corresponding stage, and then I could only wait for the growth of my age in a mediocre way, and slowly enter the twilight."

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"Although you don't look good to outsiders, but you are still far from what I was in the past. As an heir, you have been unable to grasp the other half for a long time. Mercy, hesitant, and no ambition, just like the cute people in the circus. Like a lion, it makes people angry."

He spoke slowly, pausing occasionally, his voice was a little dazed, and his eyes were far less sharp than before, becoming cloudy and blurry.

He is really old, and he is no longer the arrogant he used to be.

Looking at this scene, Jerain sighed silently. If it was the father in the past, he would have raised the sword to cut himself long ago. If he could speak with the sword, he would never speak.

Time passed little by little, and Jerain quietly listened to the old man talking about the events of the past few years, some about himself, some about Jerain, and some about acquaintances he knew when he was young , Among those names, there are many former emperors, the Duke of Raven in the North, and the head of the Landsworth family who is many years younger than him.

The old Duke Griffin was a man with a wide range of friends when he was young, far from what Jalan could compare to.

But now it seems that his memory is also a little fuzzy, and the time points of some things are confusing.

Slowly, the fighting outside stopped, and the voice of the old man in the hall became slower and slower, intermittent, sometimes not in a sentence.

As if at some inadvertent moment, he quieted down, lowered his head, and stopped speaking.

The two white lion knights stepped forward and carefully lifted him up, only to realize that he was no longer breathing.

Jerain approached the old man's body, looked at the familiar face that was like dead wood, stroked it with his hands for a while, and then closed his eyes.

"That's it, Father."

Half an hour later, he walked out of the hall and stood on the high wall of the barrier overlooking the lower part.

At this time, the battle was over. Many soldiers of the Salius family who surrendered were being disarmed and escorted out of the castle and the defense area. The flames that were burning were all extinguished at this time, leaving only the curling flames. The green smoke, but the messy ruins all over the ground, and the bloodstained soldiers, all described the fierceness of the previous battle.

The days of fathers are over.

Jerain felt a sense of relief, but there seemed to be a strain that accompanied it. When elders are alive, there always seems to be a feeling of being able to rely on and retreat, but now when you are in charge of everything, no one can take care of you and blame yourself. All power and responsibilities are up to you. bear.

He recruited a white lion knight, "Where are my two younger brothers now?"

"Lord Garson has been captured by us, placed and detained in the military camp. Because Lord Black led another army, he should be still with Gu.

Lord Wass confronted. "

"You go to inform Wyatt and let him lead a team of White Lion Knights to the other army quickly, try to defeat Black in advance, and then capture him back."

If he was caught by himself, he could still think of a way to save the lives of his two younger brothers, but if he was defeated by others, there would be too many variables on the battlefield.

He has lost his father and mother, and the younger sister has long turned against him, so there is still room for the two younger brothers to recover.

They were still young, too young, and they were forced to do stupid things by their father. If I could have taught them well back then, I would have not made up my mind at that time.

After the Griffin Leader, the core hinterland of the Western Region, was occupied by the coalition forces, the entire battlefield in the Western Region began to show a one-sided trend. Many soldiers of the Western Region coalition army began to flee, even if the officers dispatched the supervising team to little effect.

Everyone no longer believed that the West Territory could win, and that Lord Jerain was indeed the nominal heir to the West Territory. What's wrong with being loyal to him, so with this thought, many soldiers and officers surrendered in place, which made the war situation worse. Start to subvert.

A few days later, the remnants of the western troops stopped for a while to repair a fortress led by the Grey Sparrow. They had been marching for five consecutive days and were already exhausted.

The war horses were casually grazing in the grove, and temporary wooden forks were arranged on the way. The original Viscount of the Grey Sparrow had already escaped.

But before these people stayed for a long time, there was a heavy hoof sound in the forest, and a group of knights in white armor crossed the road in the forest and quickly approached here.

The fence on the mountain road was easily smashed and broken by the lowered lances, hitting the grass on both sides. After that, the team of knights divided into two columns and divided the table to outflank the small fortress, until the last ten knights arrived. At that time, they began to accelerate, and the classical lance in their hands directly carried the spiraling air waves and hit the city gate directly, like a giant hammer.

With the sound of a bang, the thick city gate shattered into several pieces, and collapsed with the cracked thorns and dust, revealing the road behind.

Before the smoke dissipated, a few sharp enchanted crossbow arrows shot out from the front and inserted into the chest of the knight in front.

With a few muffled groans, the white lion knights slowed down and moved to the side of the road to make room for their comrades behind them.

Another number of white lion knights moved forward. This time, they held their shields high, and at the same time, the lances in their hands burst out with light blue veins.

The sound of explosions and collapses came from the front, and the scene in the fortress was also clearly seen by the white lion knights who entered.

More than 40 elite remnants were entrenched in the defensive buildings in the fortress. Some were fighting back with crossbow arrows in the shooting holes, and some were on the city wall. They seemed to be feeding and comforting the griffins urgently. A slightly thin blond man. Standing on the top of the tower in the fortress, there is a cold old man beside him.

"It's time to go, Your Highness Black, we can still delay you a little longer. You continue to go west on the griffin, and you should be able to reach Emenas in three days."

"There is a permanent neutral place where the Sage Society is located. Even the forces within the empire will not go anywhere to arrest people."

This beard and gray-haired old man is Ludes. After the defeat of the Western Alliance, he brought people to support Black under the order of the old Griffin Duke, and was ready to take him out of the empire to go to other countries.

"Unfortunately, my brother won't let me go easily." Blake pressed the hilt of his waist and looked at the rising star in the sky ahead.

Carrying a frantic airflow, the holy swordsman, the purple knight, the high-level extraordinary person who approached quickly like a streamer, was the first knight under Jerain's command, Wyatt.

"found it!"

His sharp eyes stared at the blond young man standing at the top of the tower, and the long sword with the curved edge in his hand plunged straight down, even if he hadn't approached, there was a kind of sharp cut on his skin.

"Get out! Wyatt."

Facing the purple-clothed knight, Ludes stepped forward, pulled out the two-handed sword beside him, and slashed it violently.

The cracked sword marks were like lightning, leaving an extremely dazzling trajectory in the air, slashing towards the approaching figure.

"Dengdeng-clang." The sound of battle quickly sounded from the top of the tower, which made people unable to hear it, and the two figures that were constantly intertwined were also dizzying.

The holy sword in Wyatt's hand was swung faster and faster, as if there was no resistance in the air, without warning, and continuously.

With sight and hearing, he couldn't keep up with Wyatt's crazy sword speed. The reason why Ludes was able to stop it was because of his muscle memory and understanding of Wyatt over the years. He trained many knights in the west, and so did Wyatt.

After a round of attacks, the two of them did not decide the winner, but the sergeants below were mostly settled by the surrounding white lion knights. Seeing that several white lion knights were already rushing out of the tower, Ludes, who knew that he could no longer stop more people, let Black leave quickly.

"Let's go! What are you doing stupidly?"

"I am a descendant of the Salius family, and I ran away..." Although he was doing what he did physically, he was still a little hesitant.

"Stupid!" Luders yelled, and then a suffocating heat wave slashed, closing in on Wyatt who was close.

He stepped back quickly, lifted Black, put it on the Griffin's back, and let it take off.

"Too arrogant, teacher." Wyatt rushed up with his sword, and crossed the blockade of Ludes like an afterimage, beheading the griffin, and then Black

Then he fell to the ground screaming and was caught by Ludes behind.

"Wyatt."

After Ludes put Black down, he called out the other party's name in a cold and low voice.

"Are you angry, I'm so sorry!"

Wyatt swung the blade again, and the speed of his figure became faster and faster in the air. Even he himself couldn't see things clearly in the shifting scenery, but the feeling in his mind was still so clear, in the extraordinary. In this era, it's not magic or power that limits people's speed. Sometimes it's just the speed of the human body's own nerve transmission, which makes its upper limit stuck.

This holy sword with fairy power is used to free the user from this restriction, like a fairy in myth, flapping its wings like a flash.

One second, so long in a split second, he avoided Ludez's fiery and violent slash, came sideways behind him, the blade spun and stabbed the knight commander's back, and then the blade automatically The opponent's chest came out, bringing with it the shredded air blade and blood.

"Heh...cough..." Ludes took a few steps forward, swaying, blood spilling from his mouth.

Looking at the dying old man, Wyatt rarely slowed down, let go of the hilt, and let the other side lean against the wall staggeringly.

On the other side, several white lion knights also controlled Blake, with the sword across his shoulder and pressing on the ground.

"Cough cough..." Ludes covered his chest and turned to look at the most proud student in front of him.

"You have grown."

"Soon, and far beyond my estimates."

Half a year ago, Wyatt, who had just obtained the holy sword, joined forces with others to barely resist Ludes' attack, but now, he alone can defeat this teacher.

Facing the rare compliment from the old man, Wyatt did not answer, but remained silent. He stood there and watched the other's face gradually pale and lose its blood.

"However, I still have something to tell you..." Ludes raised his head again, holding the hilt of his sword, his eyes were sharp.

"Wh..." Before Wyatt could speak, he saw a flash of sword light flash in front of him. In an instant, he had to stretch out his hand to cover it, and then he felt a sharp pain.

The left arm flew up in the shrill sword light and fell under the tower, and Wyatt's cheeks and chest also burst into a large amount of blood, and the bones were deep.

"grown ups!"

Several white lion knights rushed forward in a hurry, and stabbed the old man in front of him with long swords, tied him into a hedgehog, and kept pushing until they were nailed to the stone wall behind him, and the other party was dying even if he was dying. , also showed an exaggerated smile.

"How stupid, haha."

A few hours later, when the Four Seasons Witch arrived to treat the knight's wounds, and after the initial treatment, he was accompanied by several white lion knights and came to this tower again.

At this time, it was already dark, and only a torch was burning on the tower, and the shaking flame reflected the figure nailed to the wall.

Reaching out his hand, he pulled the sword out of the opponent's chest, and shook off the blood on it. Wyatt sat in front of the old man and wiped it slowly. After a long time, he inserted it into the sheath and placed it in front of his knees.

Looking at the face that was still unrepentant, Wyatt spoke slowly at this time.

"Sure enough, he is an old and stubborn old man who wants to educate me when he is about to die." He closed his eyes.

If he didn't let go of the fairy sword in his hand at that time, he directly drew it out, so that even if Ludes swung the sword to counterattack, he would be able to react and avoid it easily, and he would not have his arm cut off.

But in that case, the teacher would probably die on the spot.

Why did he suddenly let go at that time, Wyatt asked himself.

Maybe, just want to have a few words with him.

Even if they can't hear each other anymore.

Sure enough, I'm still soft-hearted, it's really stupid, Wyatt, haven't you always hated such idiots, and it's really funny to stop at a critical moment.

"Hahaha……"

A few sudden and silent laughter sounded under the night sky, startling the birds in a forest.