"Ana, Ana!" Levi muttered Ana's name, leaning back in his seat, his head hanging down, the alcohol tormenting him so much that he faintly lost consciousness.

There were crockpots of various sizes scattered on the table, all of which were containers for wine, and of course the wine inside was empty. The soldiers in the seats held empty wine glasses and stared at the drunken Levi. may have mentioned the unbearable past, and the perennial lack of one to confide in him could suffocate him, and the occasional venting also emboldened this drunken and confused guy and said a lot of bastard things that were not good for him. He did drink too much, and it seemed superfluous to speak, but there was actually too much news in it that was very important to Luga.

At least Luga knew what was going on, they only knew that they were just victims of politics, but not only the two of them were involved, but there were many more people, including Levi, who could not avoid it as long as they became part of this army. This is the answer, and it is also a warning, at least Luga has not fallen into such a deep position, and it also makes him more cautious in his future activities.

"What a bastard!" After listening to so much, I learned that Levi was among them, which had to make Andrew's feelings for Levi rise from disgust to anger and hatred. He clenched his fists and put on a posture of wanting to teach Levi a hard lesson, Luga hurriedly reached out to stop it, but at this moment, Andrew stopped there as if he had been electrocuted, and the fist did not hit Levi's red face.

"Alas!" Andrew seemed to want to open it, or maybe he took pity on Levi, who was almost unconscious leaning on his chair. He dropped his fist heavily and slammed it on the table.

"Boom!"

A fist the size of a bowl slammed into the table, and the whole table shook with it, and the crockpot and wine jug on the table also "jingled". I'm afraid no one but Luga knows how much resentment this is.

"He's hateful, but he doesn't need to be punished." Luga patted Andrew on the shoulder as he spoke, and said to Andrew, "Look at the way he looks now, it's much worse than we were back then." Luga pulled Andrew to sit down again, and then looked at Levi, his eyes showed indifference, he could not be said to be sympathetic to Levi's plight, and of course not pity.

"Now you can tell me where Anai is!" Luga didn't have a little more nonsense about the drunkard, he asked straight questions, and expected the confused fellow to say it.

He missed Anai so much, he thought about it at the moment of separation, and he thought it when he was carrying goods at the docks, and now that he was at such a close distance, he was even more urgent.

Thoughts are like the traces left by a pencil on a white paper, and every day that passes, it will be thickened on the line of that paper, and day after day, the "black" will increase day by day, gradually filling the blank paper, oppressive, almost suffocating, even if it is intended to be discarded, erased with an eraser. But the faint black traces are lingering, bringing permanent "wounds" to the white paper. This is a blank paper is unwilling, what if the blank paper is unwilling to give up? The black will swallow it up, suffocating the white paper.

Luga felt that he was about to suffocate, so he desperately needed "oxygen" to the oxygen in his heart, so he had to find Ana, re-approach and hug him, and the blackness in his heart would disappear without a trace in an instant.

"Ana, Ana!" Levi kept muttering the name.

"Heh, hehehe......"

Levi sat in his seat, he covered his face and laughed wildly, no one knew what was going on.

"Deliberately drunk, aren't you?" With a gloomy face, Luga turned to look at the trembling soldier beside him, Luga shook him and asked, "Do you often stay by Levi's side?" ”

The soldier nodded.

"Good!" Luga then asked, "Do you know which girl Levi often hangs with, or goes to find her, is it possible that the place where he looks for that girl is different every time?" ”

"Like, really not!" The soldier shook his head, and Luga couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You are really loyal, so loyal that I want to kill you!" So saying, Luga turned back and looked for the sword.

"Luga!"

At this time, Levi suddenly spoke, which surprised Luga very much, and he hurriedly looked up and saw Levi trying to stare at Luga with red eyes.

"You don't have to be embarrassed by my subordinates, isn't it Anai?" Levi sat up straight, his every move was very difficult, presumably trying to restrain himself and keep himself absolutely awake despite the alcohol. He was still smiling, but the smile distorted his entire facial features, and Luga didn't know why, why he was smiling like that. It looks more like he is being tortured, struggling in torture and pain, Anai, how deeply did you hurt him? Luga couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

"There's no way you're going to be with her again, Aurius. Luga! Levi's features finally stretched, and he said this in such a way that he looked much more relaxed, and his face was more smug than he had ever been, as if he had won in this emotional battle. And it was complete, and it succeeded forever!

"What do you mean by that?" When Lu Jia heard Levi say this, he had an extremely bad premonition in his heart!

Could it be that this beast did something to Anais? Anai is hurt, which must have driven Luga crazy, and Luga kept imagining in his head what Levi would do to Ana, this emotional loser, and successive failures will always make this bastard completely lose his mind. Annoyance and anger will make the person constantly break the bottom line of morality, so anger will make him do things again and again that he once thought was despicable.

"Brush!"

Luga drew his iron sword and stood up and placed it on Levi's shoulder.

"Say, Ana, where is it!"

Luga showed no mercy this time, he pressed his sword against Levi's neck, because the paralysis of alcohol made Levi unsteady, and the blade cut through Levi's skin, and blood gushed down the wound and down the blade.

The pain didn't make Levi wake up, and his face was still full of enjoyment and happiness.

"Haha, well done!" Levi shook it, but he didn't know that this would only make the wound on his neck bigger and bigger, and such pain made him indifferent, whether it was the paralysis of alcohol or the fact that his heart was already a dead mess.

Blood flowed down the blade, and Levi kept his eyes open, still using the wine glass in his hand to catch the blood that had fallen.

"Ana, what the hell is going on!" Luga gritted his teeth, he had already started to kill, and he also knew what would happen to the Janissary Commander who killed Augustus, but he couldn't think about it so much, he was willing to do anything for the sake of Anais!

"I said, you can't see her." Levi smiled, smiling so proudly, but tears slipped silently down the laughing face and dripped down the sword.

"Tick, tick."

It had never been quiet, but it was so clear in Levi's wild laughter, and it was even deafening.