Orc Tyrant

The disappearance of the Aswan Fortress did not cause a little turmoil. The mainstream media of the empire did not have any reports of this place or the attack of the Oak, and the entire public opinion was like a standing water.

Only some unremarkable small newspapers in the eastern provinces published news that the fortress was attacked, but often the next day the newspaper will announce the closure, and all the people who wrote the relevant articles will disappear.

The family members of the defending army did not receive any trace of information. They were completely blindfolded, and they even received a “peace letter” from their loved ones.

As for the survivors after the battle, there is no such thing in the records of the empire. Their fate is unknown. Perhaps the occasional moan in the ancient prison will be an unpleasant result…

“…We fought to the end.”

While Ushigin described these words, a pen was writing on the paper, faithfully recording everything he said.

The scratching sound of the pen tip sounds so harsh-his life is completely sustained and the scribe is using a pen and paper, which is really a poetic stupid thing.

Juskin didn’t know his name, he didn’t even know if he had a name. Although he tried to ask him, the voice of the pen was the only answer he got. Perhaps his name was like the darkness of this cell. , Obvious existence but meaningless.

“We are not deserters.”

Eugene said to him, and he still did not respond to him, it is not difficult to imagine how regretful Eugene was for his indifference.

He had seen the guards of the imperial special prisons. The prisoners called them “homeowners.” This is a very appropriate title, but they asked that Jushkin call them “caretakers.” Either way, he was taken to this room and chained to the wall with iron chains. On that night, they deprived Eugene of the vision and would throw him completely into the darkness.

Although Juskin couldn’t see the scribe’s appearance, he guessed that it must be some kind of transformed non-human. It is rumored that the empire has many secret taboo technologies. He can even hear his heartbeat without emotional fluctuations. The forelegs continued to make a slight clicking sound while writing, and a gentle breathing sound came from the crooked mouth.

He has never heard any complaints from it, it is likely that it no longer has this function.

Eugene has been honestly describing the whole process of the war and trying to restore the most authentic part.

Before beginning, there is always an end.

This is why the Aswan Fortress will disappear, and the army of Ok will rise.

The legend of Guk began with the first raid on the Aswan Fortress. Since then, everything has changed. For the first time, Ok, who belonged to different tribes, united and destroyed one powerful enemy after another. Destroyed Ushkin’s entire military career.

But these are not enough to make him angry, only this…

In the history of mankind, the records of certain specific periods will be severely damaged, and the details of the events during the period will be distorted by lies. The history books will only record a relatively peaceful and prosperous era, just as humans have come out of the disaster of beastification. same.

As you can imagine in that era, the empire was across the continent, united and strong. It defeated all enemies and cleaned up the internal rebellion. Anyone who dared to have insincerity in the sacred Kaimon faith was sentenced to capital punishment. His improper remarks paid the price of life, and the alien creatures in the empire were captured and executed.

And now, at the end of this dark era, the files that barely passed down and recorded this “golden period” have already been deeply buried.

But in fact, the crisis is still hovering, the greatest threats of the empire have never been eliminated, they are just forgotten.

Even more terrifying is that the empire is also trying to forget them, those who fought for the survival of mankind, for the fortress that was destroyed with the enemy.

When he came to this place, Yushkin promised to say everything, no matter how crazy the jailer here thought he said, he would keep his promise, not for survival or fantasy, just to let those blood can coagulate in On paper, even if it was just a secret file stuffed in the most hidden cabinet.

Patter

Suddenly, the pen fell slightly on the table and made a slight noise. Can Ushkin feel that the scribe is leaving? How much time has passed? If his memory is correct, it will not take more than two hours to enter from the other party. In the past, the other party had to take more than four hours to leave.

A gust of wind blew across Eugene’s face, the door was opened, and then strange footsteps.

An adult man wearing boots.

From the footsteps, Eushikin made the most basic judgment.

Then the light appeared, evaporating the darkness, but also letting Ushikin glance over his head sadly, he was a little uncomfortable with such a strong light.

But the other party was very intimate, the bright white light was replaced by the warm dim yellow, Eugene was slowly opening his wet eyes, he saw the original appearance of this room again, four simple walls, a yellow wooden table and chairs , An oil lamp above is burning.

Behind the table, a man with a black brim hat was leaning on the chair. His feet were lying on the table casually. His face was hidden under the brim, only showing a stubble chin. The black uniform on his body was Yuxi. Jin is no stranger, after all, the people who brought him here were wearing such clothes.

“Eushkin Clark~www.mtlnovel.com~ was born in the village of Kuruskat in the province of Asilian. His father died early and was raised by his mother alone. He has an older sister who is married and serving in Aspen. The 3rd Battalion, 3rd Battalion of the 2nd Infantry Division of the Wang Regiment, with the rank of major, participated in the first battle of Aswan.

The man casually flipped through the thick record book on the table, and reported Eugene’s resume with ease.

“Have you seen Yusuf?”

“Have seen.”

“Do you know him well?”

“No, I’m just a little battalion commander, the general is very busy.”

“He must have regretted not being able to meet an excellent officer like you.”

The man lowered his feet from the table and took off his hat, revealing the vicissitudes of his face but not aging.

“I know him well, my name is Diego Alatrist.”

Juskin stared at the secret guard for a while. He seemed to have seen him, but he had no impression in his mind.

“Mr. Alalist, we…”

“We may have seen it, right?”

Diago was the first to say what he was going to say, then he stood up and sat next to Eushkin on the edge of the bed, glanced at the chain, and suddenly pulled the knife to cut it off.

Eugene was startled, but calmed down quickly, and the short freedom was good.

“I went there a while ago…”

Reinserting the thin blade back into the sheath, Diago sat next to Eugene, sighing.

“I might have made a mistake then.”

“what?”

“When the fortress with incomplete fashion is facing the threat of large-scale invasion by Ok, I made a decision.”

With that said, Diego pulled a thick tooth from his arms.

“It’s naturally falling off.”

“Who?”

“Guk.”