Chapter 144 Value

  Everywhere is broken walls and rubble. If Zha Gu Nai De comes back now, he will be heartbroken to find that his Black Crow City has changed beyond recognition.

  As they walked down the main street, Han Jin and his group had to constantly sidestep the bodies scattered all over the place, or large puddles of blood. Due to the numerous corpses of unknown monsters littering the ground, Han Jin felt as if he had entered a massive outdoor slaughterhouse.

  Xian Ni'er didn't seem to mind, clearly being used to such scenes, and didn't even frown. But Qiuli was different, not only covering her nose with a handkerchief, but also looking like she might faint at any moment.

  "Raphael, don't you care about the outcome at all?" Xanthe asked with some curiosity.

  Han Jin smiled: "With Mr. there, nothing should go wrong."

  "Hmph!" Xian Ni'er snorted: "That's not necessarily true, he is a warrior, not a priest."

  Han Jin had a headache, but there was no way to persuade him. Fortunately, it seemed that Gwala wasn't very disgusted with Xian Ni'er. Otherwise, with Xian Ni'er's attitude of constantly targeting Gwala, they would have turned against each other long ago. How could a proud Dragon Knight put a small elf in his eyes?

  At this time, Guevara was lifting the curse for the soldiers of the torrent army, which was a huge project because there were too many people under the curse. The method to lift the curse was simple: after the magician input magic power into the purification crystal, the purification crystal would emit a pink light. Strangely, the light would condense but not disperse. Every soldier who had been cursed would stand in the light for a moment, and the purification crystal would flash once before the curse was lifted.

  In this case, the soldiers didn't care if they would be punished or not, after all, their lives were at stake.

  Lei Zhe stood by and watched as one by one, the soldiers formed a long line, each one approaching the Purification Crystal.

  Every time a soldier walked by, Lei Zhe's face turned darker. To the point where later on even his eyebrows were furrowed, making the soldiers behind him tremble with fear as they passed in front of him, not daring to look at him even once.

  Lei Zhe roughly checked. There were more than 4,000 people. That is to say, more than 4,000 people actually had close contact with the Deep Abyss Witch regardless of military discipline. Is this still the original Jiliu Army that was strict in military discipline and obeyed orders?

  If it weren't for his own eyes, Lei Zhe absolutely wouldn't believe that such a thing could happen in the Jiliu Army. This was the elite troop personally established by his father, Knight Connor! How could it have fallen to this state now?!

  From dawn till noon. Finally, all the curses were lifted. However, the military mages were almost exhausted. Sasou, who came to help, also looked tired. The luster of the purification crystal was getting duller and duller. Fortunately, this purification crystal was large enough and had enough energy stored in it. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to lift so many people's curses.

  Actually, apart from Guevara, everyone is not very clear about the value of purification crystals. Because this thing is really too rare. It is said that only in extremely deep underground places can you find purification crystals. The Deep Abyssal races are all good at using curses. The purification crystal that removes curses is also controlled by them. This brought no small pressure to the surface races. If there was no priest profession, perhaps the Deep Abyssal race could sweep across the entire continent just with curses alone.

  "Mr., you've worked hard." Seeing that things had come to an end, Leizhe hastily stepped forward and greeted Guevara.

  Guevara waved his hand indifferently: "It's nothing." Then he saw the worry between Lei Zhe's eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy?"

  "Ah, no." Leizhe hastily shook his head and immediately looked at the soldiers in the distance who had been cursed, thinking to himself whether he should arrange for someone to take note of them, as violating military rules was a serious matter.

  Guevara was so worldly that he roughly analyzed the reason by just looking at Leizhe's expression and the focus of his eyes.

  After a moment's thought, Guevara spoke up: "Kid, I'm going to ask you something." The boy looked at him with wide eyes, standing respectfully by Guevara's side.

  "If your father were still alive, I mean if he were, do you think your father would punish these soldiers?"

  Although surprised at how Gwala knew what he was thinking, Lei Zhe thought for a moment before responding seriously: "It shouldn't be, there are too many people. Making a decision to punish over 4,000 soldiers at once could likely lead to some adverse consequences."

  Guevara shook his head slightly in disappointment: "This is just your analysis from your own perspective, why don't you try to stand on the soldiers' point of view"

  Lei Zhe was taken aback: "Your meaning is..."

  "My point is simple, soldiers are also flesh and blood, with normal desires, let alone that this kind of thing can't be considered a breach of military discipline."

  "Is that it, then?" Lei Zhe felt a bit unresigned. It wasn't that he had to get back at these soldiers; he also knew that this temptation was not something ordinary people could resist. But in Lei Zhe's mind, the Storm Legion was an extension of his father, Knight Conrad. From the moment he took over the legion, Lei Zhe decided that he would make it into a formidable army, one that would live up to his father's reputation.

  However, reality and ideals are often far apart. The entire legion of so many people could not resist the temptation of the abyssal witch, a result that Leiz was hard to accept, and he even felt that letting such a person stay in the legion was a shame in itself.

  "Alright." Gwala sighed, feeling that Leizhe was being a bit too nitpicky: "Even if they did violate military discipline, but yesterday they risked their lives to take down Black Crow City for you, doesn't that make up for it?"

  Lei Zhe was stunned for a while and reluctantly said: "Since it's you speaking up for them, this matter... let's just drop it."

  On another street, Han Jin suddenly stopped in his tracks, shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's really disappointing."

  "What's wrong?" Xanthe asked anxiously.

  "To take down Hei Ya Castle, I've also contributed quite a bit of effort, right?" Han Jin smiled.

  "Of course, everyone can see it clearly!"

  "But...now it seems like there's nothing between us anymore."

  "Why say that?"

  "Just now, you also saw them counting their spoils of war. Those generals were very excited, they regarded these as everyone's common gains."

  "Isn't this wrong?" Xian Ni'er asked strangely.

  "Do you think everyone including us?"

  Xian Ni'er was taken aback, and Han Jin continued: "If I go find Lang Ning and say I want a batch of magic crystals, will he give them to me?"

  "He can, but you're making it difficult for him. Those generals might start to dislike you." Xanier replied softly: "Because this doesn't follow military rules!"

  "Yes. I also know it doesn't follow military rules. But what can I do?" Han Jin raised an eyebrow.

  "It can't be said like that." Xian Ni'er said seriously: "When you rushed into Hei Ya Castle, Lang Ning and those generals all saw the scene of the battle from the Perspective Eye, they were very admiring of you"

  "Admiration? How much is it worth?" Han Jin smiled: "If they hand over all the magic crystals to me, and then exchange them for my admiration, would they agree?"

  "There are still many things to deal with now. After the dust settles, Leizhe and Langning will reward the soldiers. Don't worry, you won't be able to escape that one!"

  "Bribe? You think I would accept a bribe from someone?" Han Jin's expression turned somewhat chilly.

  Xian Ni'er stopped in her tracks, knowing she had misspoken and hurt Han Jin's pride. But in the heat of the moment, she didn't know how to make amends.

  "Isn't that right? Rafael and Lang Ning would be so petty?" Mo Xinko, who had been listening in the back for half a day, finally couldn't help but shout out, also helping to relieve Xian Ni'er: "Rafael, don't bother! I'll go talk to them!!"

  "Come back!" Han Jin revealed a helpless smile: "You'd better not go and cause trouble! Otherwise, they'll think I'm only worth those few pieces of magic crystal."

  Han Jin had to admit that being a military officer was a special profession. There was a strong sense of exclusivity among those generals. He, Xian Ni Er, and even Mo Xin Ke were just their friends, not sworn brothers who shared life and death. Of course, from Lei Zhe's and Lang Ning's perspective, they would hope that their generals would stick together tightly, but for Han Jin, there was a sense of being an outsider, which was also the reason he left Central Plaza, it was too boring.

  Those generals and soldiers came and went, walked in and out, had things to ask for instructions, would go find Lei Zhe and Lang Ning, had things to discuss, would go find their colleagues, had things to do, would go find their subordinates, no matter what, all had nothing to do with Han Jin, and these were all very normal, Han Jin had no military position, they didn't have to communicate with Han Jin

  But Han Jin hated the feeling of being isolated, especially in this strange world. He needed friends and friendship more than ever before, yet he had just risked his life to charge into the Black Crow City's defense line alone, only to be forgotten by everyone. It made him very uncomfortable, although it wasn't intentional on the part of the generals.

  "Raphael, why are you always mentioning magic crystals now?" Xanier asked in a low voice: "Is it... almost used up?"

  "What was that? I don't remember!" Xanier was stunned: "Too fast?! I recall, we previously purchased several hundred magic crystals in Gulong City"

  "I'm now consuming over a dozen magic crystals every day, that little bit of crystal is far from enough." Han Jin said: "Last time when I was in Nuremberg with you, didn't you forget..."

  "Nuremberg?"

  "That was when I went to find you at night."

  "Was it that night?" Mosike interrupted: "At that time I was still betting with Sasou..."

  "Get out!" Han Jin and Xian Ni'er shouted in unison.

  I recommend Sanjie Dashi's new book "Guān Jū Yī Pǐn". Sanjie Dashi is a person with a melancholic personality, you can tell from the cover of his works. He and I are similar, both loving history. Recently, he had an epiphany, realizing that writing shouldn't be too heavy-handed with emotions. Let's see what kind of intriguing story he will bring to everyone... (If you want to know what happens next,)

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