001, Roasted sweet potato

Three blood moons hanging in the sky.

Under the quiet night, everything has fallen into silence.

The dilapidated brick and tile house and the distorted guided street lights seemed to be dead, drooping weakly.

Seabird Harbor—

This is a water port town in the Bucks Empire. It should have been full of vitality and joy. This town, which is far away from the war on the front line and even does not know what war is, should only have happiness and happiness.

But……

The ships docked at the port were all burning quietly in the flames...

"Gua—gua—"

The black scavengers stood on the roofless house. The red eyes glanced at everything that happened in the harbor city. They have been waiting here since three days ago...

This bloody ended.

Alas—

A man dressed as a villager was cut into his shoulder by a rust sword. The bones that protected his heart were shattered one after another, and he was chopped into two without any surprise, falling to the ground and twitching.

The rust sword drew an arc under the blood-red moonlight. Then, the young man holding him raised his head and looked in front of him with cold eyes...

Corpse.

More than three thousand corpses covered all the roads in the city.

"Gaia, all cleaned up. However, we found a few remaining people."

Behind the young man, more than 30 men dressed in military uniforms walked out again. One of the big men with scars on his face grabbed two children with both hands, took big steps, and placed them in front of Gaia.

"Look, what should I do?"

The four children hugged each other and looked at the handsome, handsome, but blood-covered young man in front of him with extremely frightened eyes. After staring at them silently for five minutes, the young man finally knelt in front of them on one knee and hugged a child...

"You are innocent. May your souls be forgiven by the goddess."

Thorns-

Rust sword penetrates the atrium.

The splashing blood made the rotten birds on the roof spread their wings and make a "gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua-gua

The Third Era, 1185, Spring

After a war last year, the Bucks Empire immediately became the largest empire in the southeast of the sad continent, and also entered the last of the four empires of the continent. The courage and courage displayed by the Bucks warriors in this battle are hard to describe. Many of the battles have fallen into the sight of many opera screenwriters, intending to use another art form to express the tragic battle.

On January 1, the Bucks Empire officially announced the demise of the Black Dragon Empire, and took over all the territory occupied by the former Princess Garciads and returned to the country. The whole country celebrated, and the various territories were shocked one after another.

In February of the same year, the empire's military deployment at various important military locations in the former Black Dragon territory was basically completed. A large number of surrendered Black Dragon nobles were summoned to the capital to appease, but in fact they were under house arrest. They had no worries about food and clothing throughout their lives, but they could never take over military power again. The name of the nobles was no longer hereditary and abolished after their death. However, at the same time, many capable generals were absorbed and reorganized and turned into new powers of the Bucks Empire.

In March, small and medium-sized countries nearby sent envoys to congratulate. Since the southeast Bucks Empire has become the leading country, there are certainly countless vassals. At the end of the month, with the application of many countries, the Bucks King considered signing an alliance agreement to form a United Empire led by the Bucks, and on an equal footing with the other three empires. Of course, there are also many of these countries to investigate the situation, considering whether the Bucks have reached their peak, and whether they will be invincible, or will they still grow stronger.

And this March is also the story of this year, at the beginning...

Light suddenly appeared from the trees.

The 5-year-old little bread sat on the roots of the tree protruding from the grass in the Duran tree, holding a roasted sweet potato in both hands, while gnawing, while looking forward with his big emerald eyes. There, the boy standing there was naked, his hands and feet tightly tied up by chains, and holding a black sword in his right hand.

In early spring, the morning dew in the bushes became more and more. The dew fell from the air with the slight shaking of the branches of the Duran tree. When the dew was about to fall on the boy, the light would appear again.

"Woo...(chew and chew) Woo...(continue to chew)"

Among the twenty drops of water drops, eight drops were pierced through them, and six drops fell beside the idiot. The other six drops fell gently on his hair, shoulders, and arms.

The third of the Six Swords, Xia Lan. It seems that it is still a while since he was practicing.

"……call……"

A ball of breath exhaled from the corner of the idiot's mouth. The white smoke drifted in the cold air in the early morning. He looked at Anmi in his hand, and Anmi was also looking at him. After looking at each other for a moment, Anmi just sneered and closed his eyes.

Swish.

The dagger returned to the chain, and the idiot raised his head, forked his waist, and took a deep breath again. Seeing this scene, the small bread beside him immediately jumped up from the root of the tree, grabbed a towel in one hand, and ran towards the idiot with a thud.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The little girl's face was covered with sweet potato mud, and the hand she held the towel was not much clean. The towel she handed over was naturally deeply hurt, and it was covered with yellow sweet potatoes. The idiot looked at her, and the girl raised her head, tiptoed, kept handing the towel, grinning, and smiling without worry.

The idiot shook her head, took the towel, squatted down in front of her, holding the girl and wiping her face in turn. Xiaobian was a little resistant to the idiot's behavior of wiping her face. She twisted a few times, tilted her head and wanted to chew the sweet potato in her hand, but her strength was still too small after all, and she was twisted over and wiped her big face clean to count.

"Woo...silly~~!"

After calculating the time, it was almost done. The idiot pulled the small bread and went up the tree along the rope ladder, processed some debris, and came outside the gate and opened a handmade mailbox.

This mailbox was asked by Campa after he returned from the Black Dragon Empire last year. On Fridays of the week, a letter would appear in it, saying that he would work every day before the next Friday. Compared to the past, most of these jobs were relatively easy, and the time was shortened from sixteen to eighteen hours to about ten hours a day. The remuneration was also improved compared to the past.

However, there are benefits, and of course disadvantages. The increase in rewards and the increase in free time are exchanged for Principal Campa's food and daily necessities funding. Idiots can no longer consider daily consumption like before, and they are all focused on saving money to buy Fire Dragon.
Chapter completed!