Chapter Ninety-Six: Mr. Frederick, Won't You Get Tired Lying There?

Because the camp of the dark elves was not far from where they were, no matter how slow the speed of the people walked, there would always be an end to such a short distance, but it took almost ten minutes to reach the distance from everyone.

In the camp of the Dark Elves, the Captain of the Dark Elves crouched beside Frederick, looking at him with dark red eyes.

"Haytham, aren't you afraid that the gods will punish you when you do this?!" Frederick's face was a little hideous, his tone was cold, and he looked very terrifying!

"Chief Frederic, you are wrong, I am still an unbeliever, and I am not afraid of God's punishment. Everyone is here to live a better life, and we don't want to be enslaved by those women, so we follow you to be able to break free from this shackle. ”

Haytham, oh, that's what we said earlier, Captain Dark Elves. He was not surprised or frightened by Frederick's words, but looked at him with a relaxed expression. Unswayed by Frederick's threat, it seems that his words are no different from farting.

"Now, though, I have a better choice. A young human mage who gave me more hope. And the environment of this plane can be said to be fascinating. If I could, I wouldn't want to go back to that damn shadow plane at all, it would be like a stinking ditch, and I would get out of it, out of that foul air, out of the damn environment! I will definitely have a better life! Haytham stuck the dagger and scimitar at his side, and spoke to Frederick with interest, as if they had been brewing in his chest for a long time.

"Human mage?! I heard you right, Haytham. A human?! You actually chose to mutiny for the sake of a human being?! Aren't you ashamed of your behavior?! Frederick seemed to have heard something amused, and a smile appeared on his lips, and he looked at Haytham with a mocking expression.

"Frederick, you don't have that right to speak of me. Our people worship the goddess of spiders, and you have chosen the god of conspiracy. In fact, there is no one more noble among us, we are all betrayers, but you have betrayed the gods, and I have betrayed the race. Or rather, I can't call it any betrayal, I just chose a better future, unlike you. He knelt humbly before the gods, but he would not give you any more good. Haytham didn't seem to see the mockery on Frederick's face, but sighed and said quietly. It can be seen that he is a man with a story.

"Haythin, it's foolish for you to make such a decision. I know that your father died because he took refuge in God. However, I can assure you that it was really just an accident, and that your father did not follow God's advice and caused his death, and God cannot be blamed for that! Frederrick heard Haytham speak, was silent for a moment, and looked at him. Because his father is his old friend, and because they share the same philosophy, they still have a good relationship.

"You can't blame God?! If your so-called God could have trusted my father a little more, my father would not have died! I witnessed my father rushing into the midst of the Spider Goddess's devotees, what was he doing this?! Isn't that just to be able to prove that your creed is correct?! But what happened to him in the end?! He's dead! Hairtham said this, his tone was impassioned, and his eyes widened at the boss, staring at Frederick deadly! For the first time, Frederick avoided him at the sharp gaze, as if the light would blind his eyes!

"He's dead! He was pierced through his body with a short sword by the believers of the Spider Goddess, and at that time I saw a short sword coming out of his body, and blood flowed down those holes, and those believers didn't look at him anymore, and drew their weapons, where was your god at that time?! And, where are you?! His voice was so loud that he almost roared, and it looked like he wanted to slash Fredelic directly.

"Your father was too impulsive, and God said at the time that the plan would be postponed. But your father didn't listen, he was paranoid that it was the best moment, so ......" Fredric's words could be finished when Haytham interrupted him, "so you gave up on him, on your so-called creed, in order to spare your lives, and my father alone defended your boring creed with his life!" ”

"Equality?! What equality can you establish even by you?! Don't make me laugh, Frederick. What you have is just deception, deceiving people into believing in your equality, and then going to die for equality. I'm fed up with your stupid creed! Do you think I'm going to follow his path like my father? You're wrong, I didn't plan to go back when I came out this time. Even, I'm going to trade my life for your defeat this time! Haytham said with a hint of madness.

Haytham went crazy and brought a hint of calm, "However, things have taken a turn for the better. I can take my other brothers to join a more reliable adult than to give my life for that stupid creed! ”

"Bang Bang!" A burst of applause rang out around Haythami, causing Haytham to immediately alertly draw the short knife and scimitar beside him, and put on a defensive posture, and the four dark elves were also alertly guarding his side.

"Who! Come out! Haytham said in a cold tone, and the shadow dart had been quietly pinched between his fingers.

"It's me." Raphael's voice sounded in front of Haythalm, who had just spoken too engrossed to notice Raphael's arrival. Of course, it was also Raphael's clever positioning that allowed the secondary stealth to exert an effect beyond its capabilities.

"Your Excellency!" When Haytham saw Raphael's appearance, he immediately knelt on the ground, and the four dark elves on the side also knelt down. They didn't expect the potion given by Raphael to work so well, and at first they were worried that the potion given by Raphael would not have an effect on Frederick, but they didn't expect the effect to be so amazing!

"Well said, Haytham. People cannot lose their lives for those vague creeds, they should do their best for those things that are more definite. Looks like I didn't misread you, Haythal! Still, I've always had some confidence in the way I look at people. Rafael patted Haytham on the shoulder and expressed his satisfaction with his performance.

"And, Mr. Frederick, won't you get tired lying there?"