"The end?" Inside the sword, another voice rang out. "Killed our original companions, killed the best mages in the kingdom, killed those who risked their lives to conduct experiments and research just to solve our problems.... Is it such an end? ”

"That's it! They could have helped us with the curse! "In the sword, the first voice said." In a few moments, we'll be gone completely! He's dead! ”

"No need to fight!" Another voice grumbled inside the sword. "Senseless fighting! But everyone died inside! ”

"What if you let those mages take care of their own magic?" Another voice rang out from the sword. "Their magical research has been successful, and maybe we'll be able to get back to where we were! What's the point of holding them down? ”

"The vanity of the nobility!" The next voice said. "You have to be above everyone, or you won't be able to stand it!"

"As a result, we all lost our lives!" A mournful voice said. "You killed us! Roberto. Lucill, you killed us all! ”

After such a statement appeared, a cry rang out from the sword.

"You didn't command well and killed us!"

"Revenge! What's the use of revenge? We want to survive! ”

"Even if I want to die, I want to have a hero's death! In the cannibalism with his own people, he fell into the pit and was buried alive, what the hell is going on! ”

"How long do we have to live now? An hour? ”

"Now, it's impossible to change back to the way it was!"

"And what do you say, 'I can definitely win!' Is this a win? ”

.....

Countless similar voices sounded in the sword chaotically, and some of them had been heard by Yuan Sen before.

There was pain in their voices. It's no wonder that they were defeated, killed, but not dead--- listen to some of them, they won't live for a while, and the next thing to do is to wait there for death --- no pain.

Before, there was the matter of 'revenge' to unite them. But now .... Harwick was also killed, and revenge was avenged---- so these once elite soldiers turned all their grievances on their leaders in an instant.

The duke took the sword, listened to the voices inside, and stood there without saying a word.

"What's next?" Another voice from the sword said. "Everybody's dead, and the castle is gone. In the future, the beast will attack again, and when the time comes, will you resist it alone? ”

"Let him stand alone!" Another voice said. "Who told him to choose such an opponent for us? Who told him to lead us to a dead end? ”

"And what do you want? The Duke didn't know it would turn out like this! He didn't mean to! The former voice defended the duke.

"He should know." Another voice said. "He's a duke, he's our commander, he should know."

"My lord, we have always followed you loyally and trusted you. When you give the order, we never ask for a reason, and we fight according to your orders. The voice said to the Duke. But now, instead of winning, we have fallen to this point. ”

"Now that this is the case, please cut off your own head and die with us."

When this proposal appeared, there was silence on the sword--- a deathly silence.

"Let me die?" Duke Lucille spoke for the first time.

"Yes." The voice on the sword said. "It's your responsibility, your responsibility. Didn't you tell the officers who were your subordinates in the past when they were defeated? 'Be brave and take responsibility with your death!' ’”

"Now, you're defeated. Be brave, then, raise this sword and cut off your head. ”

"Yes, kill yourself!"

"Please cut yourself off!"

"Please come and stay with us!"

More voices expressing such opinions rang out in the sword. After that, a number of points of light floated out of the sword, forming virtual images of officers and soldiers--- and these virtual images, after they appeared, still shouted there.

The duke did not speak, but stood there, looking at them. After discovering that these virtual images had come out, some of them quickly shut up. But there are also some parts that are still talking.

"Afraid of what? We're dead, so what's there to be afraid of? ”

"That's right, we swore allegiance to the Duke in the past. But that loyalty is only for the time of life! Now that it's all like this, what else is there to say? ”

Inspired by the officers in this way, some of the soldiers re... Courage was summoned.

"Take us defeated bastards! Go to hell! ”

"That's right, as you ask of us, die!"

The Duke looked at the long sword in his hand, turned to the virtual figures in front of him, stuck the long sword in front of him, and then slowly knelt down on one knee in front of him.

After seeing him do this, the illusions in front of him who asked him to die fell silent for a while. After that, another voice rang out from the sword.

"My lord, why do you have to do this?"

"You didn't mean to put us in such a situation! We all understand you, please get up! ”

"Don't care about those bastards!"

"That's it! What do they know? ”

Some people seem to be very moved, and their voices have cried. But others, perhaps emotionally apathetic, are not moved by this approach.

"Kneeling isn't enough. If you simply lose the battle and everyone is fine, your kneeling is enough to show your sincerity. But now, everybody's dead. ”

This voice did not come from the virtual image outside, but from the inside of the long sword. After that, in the virtual image outside--- the officer who had been most active in demanding the duke's death also spoke again.

"That's it! Kneeling isn't a big deal for you at all, right? You've told us before that it's ridiculous to kneel down and want you to be loyal to the king! In that case, how can you show your sincerity to us by kneeling? ”

"Yes, not enough!"

"Not enough! Inadequate! ”

Led by a few leaders, many soldiers shouted out. This time, as if he couldn't take it anymore, the Duke shouted out to the officer phantom who had been asking him to die.

"Are you finished?"

"I've apologized enough, what more do you want? Do you want to kill me? Good! Then you do it! Pick up the sword and kill me! ”

There was silence all around. The phantom of many soldiers turned their gaze to the officer.

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