Chapter 429: Sacrifice Your Life "Adventure diary.
Today is the first day of the third month of landing on this continent, and if I remember correctly, if I am in my hometown, it should be September 14th.
When I left my hometown and went to sea, winter was not over, and now, it was time for the autumn harvest to gather.
I just don't know if I'll ever have a chance to go back to Roland and take a look at the golden wheat field.
We are in a very bad condition.
Since leaving the Surumbi River, the road has been extremely difficult The team is rapidly attritional.
Just this morning, I buried with my own hands that Coren was a brave knight, a faithful believer, and at the same time a simple and lovely young man.
I remember when I first went to sea, he quietly asked me how long it would take us to go to sea, and if we could make it back to the imperial capital before the summer celebrations.
He also asked me if we would stop in the East China Sea, and he promised a girl from the imperial capital that he would give her a pearl from the East China Sea.
Although the Holy Order does not prohibit members from marrying, this simple young man still told me not to tell Lord Tacitus.
He had whispered to me that his dream was to be a devout warrior who devoted his life to the Church, like Lord Tacitus or Master Montoya.
But he met a beloved girl, and he has been struggling with this problem in his heart for the past year.
I remember telling him at the time that everything should go according to his heart, and that he would be a lifelong ascetic for dedication to the church.
Before that terrible storm at sea, he whispered to me that he had figured it out.
When he returned from his mission, he would propose to the girl with the pearls.
Then, he would apply to be transferred out of the imperial capital and transferred to another local diocese to become an instructor of a local Holy Knights.
But this morning, he died.
Death right before my eyes.
I knelt beside him, squeezing his hand so hard that I could feel life slipping through his body.
At the last moment, he squeezed my hand and asked me if it was true that he could never return his soul and if he could not return to his homeland I was in tears.
I don't know how to answer his question.
Although I could memorize all the doctrinal scriptures, I could not find the answer to his final question from what I had learned.
This is not the first time And, I think, it won't be the last.
He was Lord Tacitus's most important and favorite young man, and Lord Tacitus said that this guy was simple and enthusiastic, and had a simple temperament, much like Lord Montoya in his youth, and was a simple idealist.
And it wasn't until today that I suddenly realized that maybe all idealists don't get good results.
Lord Montoya dedicated himself to the church, had the courage to take responsibility, acted as a street assassin, and did so many things for the church, but in the end he could only sacrifice his honor and be removed as a scapegoat.
Lord Tacitus is also an idealist, and with great expectations, he led our team out to sea and came to this strange continent, but what he got was disappointment again and again, and he watched his loyal deployment die in front of him again and again.
I don't know how many more people will die, I don't even know, if we people will make it back to Roland alive maybe we'll all die here, maybe.
But if one lucky person makes it back alive, I hope to bring back this diary of mine.
Because these words record all the deeds of those of us, the most loyal sons and daughters of these temples, and the most devout believers, who left their blood and lives in this strange continent for the sake of ideals and beliefs.
May the Goddess bless us if she can really hear our prayers. ” Lan Lan wrote this, already with tears in her eyes.
She slowly read the words on the parchment again, put away the charcoal pen in her hand, and then rolled it together with the parchment book, and put it away.
The state of the team is very bad, very bad The adventure team that landed at the beginning, and now, when it comes here, there are less than thirty people left in the whole team.
Since leaving the Surumbi River, it has been more than 20 days along the way.
These days, people are dying almost every day, and people are dying every day.
Those ubiquitous traps, ubiquitous scary bugs, and even monsters Just the other morning, the team was attacked by a group of monsters flying from the sky.
It was a group of giant winged rats that resembled bats in appearance, but with sharper claws.
They fly and pounce with ferocious movements, numbering in the hundreds.
In the process of resisting, someone was bitten by this thing.
Originally, everyone thought that this was nothing, after all, no one died on the spot.
As for some skin wounds, they were just cleaned and bandaged.
Most of the monsters that attacked the team were killed, and the main ones who contributed were cold nights.
Originally, the team was still glad that they had repelled such a group of monsters, and that no one had died.
But this kind of happiness disappeared completely that night Someone in the ranks started getting sick.
The condition is a decaying wound and is accompanied by severe fever.
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All those who were scratched or bitten by those monsters in the daytime combat value showed symptoms of varying degrees.
The priest on the team tried healing, but it didn't work well.
Seeing such a scene in the cold night, she immediately left the group, and only returned half a day later, bringing back something strange, as if it were the leaves of some kind of coniferous tree, and like the thorns of a cactus.
These things were crushed into powder on cold nights and applied to the wounded.
The wound seemed to be suppressed by the decay of the wound, but the symptoms of fever could not be eliminated.
Cold Night whispered to Lan Lan that there was nothing she could do.
The flying bat-like monster is a species called a "owl", which has some chronic toxicity and is believed by the local natives to infect people with a disease similar to the plague.
In this abandoned continent, there is no particularly effective medical treatment.
The only recognized and most effective treatment is to rush back to the elven tribe as quickly as possible, and use the Garuda liquid in the elven tribe to remove the toxin, and the strange plants collected in the cold night can only temporarily alleviate the symptoms.
Moreover, it can be seen that even if Cold Night is a master above the Holy Level, it is not absolutely safe in this dangerous continent.
At least today, when he was attacked by those flying bat monsters, this Saint Rank master, who was expected by everyone, did not be able to detect it in advance and make a warning.
Cold Night told Lan Lan: This bat-like thing can emit a strange sound wave that ordinary people can't hear, only elves can feel it, because elves' ear structure is different from humans.
And this kind of sound wave has a strong deceptive nature, which will cause some trouble to the elves, and stimulate the elves' mental induction to become dull.
As for these injured and sick people, Han Ye just quietly told Lan Lan that it would take nearly twenty days to walk from here to the elf tribe.
But the injured person may not be able to hold on for another twenty days.
It depends on the individual's physique, some have a strong physique, which can support a few more days, and those with a weaker physique He died the next morning.
So, in the four days after being attacked by those bat monsters, the team was rapidly attritional.
Six sailors and crew members died one after another, and two clergy died.
And today, Cologne, the holy knight, finally died of illness, and the physique of the holy knight is generally very strong.
What worries Lan Lan even more is Tacitus was also sick The leader of the Holy Knights has always been a leader.
In that fierce battle, he was also wounded.
However, because he was the best physique, his fever did not appear until the next night.
And the wound is also decaying more slowly than normal.
But today, Tacitus is weak.
The high fever for several days made this originally strong and majestic man begin to float when he walked.
Just now, he was still unconscious for a short while, and Lan Lan had no choice but to let the priest perform another healing technique, using the holy water he carried, which only relieved Tacitus a little.
After waking up, Tacitus immediately called Lan Lan to his side.
The Holy Knight, who had lost a lot of weight, had a very unsightly look on his face, a flush that was a sickly flush after a fever, and his eyes were not even as firm as usual, but a little sluggish.
"If I die, you'll have full command of this team."
This was the only explanation Tacitus had given to Lan Lan Lan Lan looked at this holy knight who had always shown himself in the form of a tough guy, lying there weakly, he didn't even have the strength to hold a sword.
He frowned tightly, and there was even a hint of despair and despair in his eyes At this moment, Lan Lan seemed to hear that something was gently shattering in her heart Goddess, can you really hear our prayers?
The team of three boats has crossed the ocean to this day, and there are less than thirty people left If this is a test given to us by the gods, then this test is too cruel Just when Lan Lan was about to cry, Han Ye came over and called Lan Lan aside.
"Looking at the current trend, I'm worried that the wounded in your team won't be able to make it to their destination."
Cold Night spoke his judgment directly.
Lan Lan was silent, she looked at the cold night, and did not speak.
Hanye sighed: "There is another way to allow, maybe you can save them." ” Lan Lan immediately raised her head, her face showing hope.
"You know, I'm much stronger than you."
Han Ye pondered his words and said slowly: "If I leave your team and travel alone, I have the ability to split the space and teleport, although this ability is not enough for me to return to the tribe directly, and it will consume too much of my strength.
But what I want to say is that I can use this ability with a certain frequency, and with the speed of my own travel, I can use a shorter time to rush back to the tribe alone, and then I can come back with some Garuda juice Maybe I can catch up with time and save their lives, although I can't guarantee it, but at least it will be more hopeful. ” Without waiting for Lan Lan to speak, Han Ye waved her hand solemnly, and there was a trace of solemnity in her eyes: "But this is also very dangerous, if I dare to go back alone without you, it will take me at least two to three days to go back and forth, and you can only wait in place It's very dangerous here, I said a long time ago, this is an area where many monsters will haunt."
Without my protection, with the current strength of your team, if you stay where you are and wait for three days, there will be even a greater crisis, and there may even be a greater crisis, and before I can rush back, all of you who stay here will have been wiped out and killed by other monsters."
Lan Lan's body shook This is a difficult problem that cannot be ignored "Besides, for two or three days I'm not even sure if your wounded will be able to hold out.
It may even happen that even if I get back in time, the wounded are already sick and dead. ” Lan Lan's heart suddenly moved, and she Xia realized: "Then can you take the wounded and rush first, and take the people back to the tribe first."
Cold Night was stunned for a moment.
Then the elf's eyes became a little strange.
"Splitting space to teleport is very exhausting.
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Especially when you need to carry some creatures that don't have teleportation themselves, the power cost is not as simple as one plus one, but increases exponentially.
There are still five of you who are injured now, and with my ability, I can only take one person back at the same time."
Lan Lan's heart moved Looking at Lan Lan's face, as if he was about to say something, Han Ye suddenly waved his hand and said coldly: "Don't try to convince me, first take the leader named Tacitus back alone, our elven clan thinks that all living beings are equal, and it will not be because he is your leader, so his life is extraordinarily noble, if you ask me to take him alone and save his life, and ignore the rest of the people, I'm sorry, I won't agree to this kind of request." ” Lan Lan had a complicated expression on her face, obviously struggling inside.
And at this moment, behind him, there was the voice of Tacitus.
"Lanlan, tell her, you don't have to" Turning around, Tacitus was already limping, and his steps were vague, his sword in his hand, and there was someone by his side to support him.
This tough guy is now sweating profusely on his forehead even after walking a few steps.
"I didn't mean to eavesdrop."
Tacitus said to Lan Lan, "Help me convey this sentence." ” After Lan Lan quickly said in Elven language, Cold Night nodded to Tacitus: "It's okay, it's not a secret. ” "But Lord Tacitus" Lan Lan gritted his teeth: "You are the soul of this team, if you live, there is still hope for our mission, I think, the other wounded are all members of the church, and everyone will be willing to sacrifice themselves for you" "But that's against our faith" Tacitus's voice was weak, but his tone was firm.
He stared at Lan Lan and said in a deep voice: "We have sworn a long time ago that we will contribute everything we have, including our lives, to the Great Temple, and when we need it, each of us will not spare our lives I am the leader, but as the leader of the Holy Knights, I have the obligation to fight side by side with my companions instead of letting others fill in their lives first, and when others fill in the numbers, I will be the last real knight, and I will choose to die with my companions, rather than die at the end of my companions." ” He said this, but his eyes were fixed on the cold night: "Lan Lan, translate my words to her." ” After listening carefully to Lan Lan's silent words, she nodded to Tacitus, owed her body slightly, and whispered, "Respect for your great character." ” "So, Lord Coldnight, not only do you not need to rush back to the tribe alone, but you don't need to rush back with me alone, as you said, once you leave, if the people left behind in this team encounter danger, they have no ability to protect themselves, I can't let everyone in the team take risks just to survive."
Tacitus's tone was firm As he spoke, he turned around and walked back to the group where he had rested on the ground, and walked over to the other wounded, who were still alive and not dead from illness, all of them were members of the church, or more precisely, holy knights Tacitus repeated the proposal he had made to Lan Lan on a cold night, and then he said to the knights, "I'm sorry, I rejected the elf's proposal, her proposal may bring life to us wounded, but it is more likely to wipe out our army, so I have to make this choice."
I'm sorry guys, if you hate it, please hate me."
The wounded Holy Knights, though all of them were too sick to stand, looked at Tacitus with firm eyes, and none of them wavered.
After a moment of silence, several people said in unison the vows they had made in the church.
"For the sake of faith, I will spare my life" Tacitus' eyes were red, and he turned his head sideways to wipe away his tears.
When he turned around, the leader had already given a loud order: "Okay, if we've rested enough, we'll continue on our way."
As he spoke, he said to Lan Lan: "You can help me translate, or ask Lord Hanye to lead the way in front." ” Lan Lan couldn't cry anymore.
She knew very well that Tacitus's decision was to give up hope of living with her own hands At this time, the cold night quietly walked to Lan Lan's side.
She gently patted Lan Lan on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.
Then, in a complex and deep voice, the elf muttered to himself: "Are you humans like this, I probably understand now, why with the ability of that guy Luoxue, he led so many armies and warriors from various tribes, but in the end he still failed to defeat you seemingly weak humans."
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