Fernanto border forest,

Hans sat exhausted under a tree, holding a leather kettle in his hand and poured it into his mouth. For a moment, he breathed a deep sigh of relief, his whole body seemed to collapse into a pool of mud, and he lazily enjoyed the long-lost peace with his eyes closed.

The sunlight shone with mottled light through the dense branches, reflecting Hans' weather-beaten face. He was wearing a worn leather armor, with a short sword and a crossbow hanging on his waist, and a dagger was also exposed on his thick boots. Such a fully armed look easily reminds of the profession of mercenaries.

In fact, Hans is indeed a mercenary, and he is also a mercenary known as the war hyena.

However, now he is a deserter who fled the battlefield and turned against his contract.

In the year of the Ching, the Deroxigen change that shocked the world as a fuse kicked off the prelude of the glorious sacred war. The Heather Empire, which dominated Elderland's West, officially declared war on the glorious sacred temple, and countless countries were inevitably involved in this unprecedented war.

That year, under the call of the Holy Church, Hans and his companions went to the front line of the jihad, from the initial counterattack, tug-of-war, to the final defeat and stalemate. Over the past three years, all his companions who had fought side by side with him died one by one, leaving him alone still alive.

This war completely changed his concept. In the past, he would be excited and impulsive when he smelled the smell of war, but now, war has become a nightmare in his heart.

If you have seen countless crazy soldiers fighting without any scruples on the battlefield.

If you have seen countless bloody corpses and seas of bones.

If you have seen countless evil deeds of war that have destroyed human nature.

if……

Hans thought he had been used to war, but after these three years of war, he realized how outrageous he was wrong.

In the eyes of mercenaries, war means the opportunity to get rich. When you cannot bear the cost of getting rich, you will know that the terribleness of war is no longer a simple choice between life and death, but an irreparable mental trauma.

Hans knew that he would not escape from the damn battlefield, sooner or later he would completely collapse and become an irrational madman.

Because, by his side, he had seen many such people, including even children with dry smells of milk, and their endings all ended in death.

In an encounter, he fell into a defeated situation. Hans finally found an opportunity to escape. He ran away until he ran away until he had no strength. He stopped his escape.

Because he was panicked when he escaped and had no calculations of his distance, Hans didn't know how far he had escaped or where he had escaped. Anyway, as long as he left the front line of the war, he would accept it no matter where he escaped.

After relaxing his tense nerves, Hans fell asleep until late at night before he woke up. Looking at the stars in the sky and feeling the bright moonlight, his body and mind couldn't help feeling relieved.

He was so hungry that he took out the wheat cakes wrapped in numbness in his arms, and chewed and swallowed slowly with half of the water left in the kettle. After finishing his food and clothing, he stretched his body and stood up and looked around for a while, as if he was identifying his place.

What about the forest?

Frown and thought about the landforms that I knew in my mind, it seemed that only the border of Fernanto had a forest of such a size...

His face turned pale because he had heard that an army invaded the Heather Empire not long ago, but the subsequent counterattack of the Holy Church was still in preparation.

I didn’t expect that I just left the tiger’s den and entered the wolf’s den. Is this the punishment that fate has on me?

Hans lamented in his heart.

He has been on the front line for many years and is well aware of the situation of the enemy and us on the battlefield. Although they have achieved brilliant results in the counterattack of the Heather Empire, unfortunately the good times did not last long. With a large number of casualties in the expeditionary force, the Heather Empire, which had the advantage of supply of troops, quickly regained its advantage in war. In the battle of Mount Kelan, the defeated temple completely lost the initiative in the war and could only defend the area around Gadavia to barely maintain the situation of war.

Although the Heather Empire encountered many walls under the tenacious resistance of the Holy Church, it does not mean that the Heather Empire's advancement in other aspects is the same. As far as he knows, all countries on the south coast of Elderland have basically fallen, and the coalition forces formed by the central countries in the mainland have been defeated step by step. It is conceivable that the Heather Empire's invincible military power is.

If this continues, sooner or later the Holy Church will fall under the iron hoof of the Heather Empire.

Of course, this is Hans' own pessimistic view.

In order to open up the stalemate with the Holy Temple, the Heather Empire has already implemented many strategies. This time the division of the army is likely to be a new temptation for the other party, and the inside story is naturally not something he, a small mercenary, can understand.

Take advantage of the night to escape again!

Hans made a quick decision and left to the northwest, which was least affected by the war.

With the guidance of the star position, Hans doesn't have to worry about getting lost. He only needs to pay attention to the dangers he may encounter on the road. He doesn't care about ordinary beasts. His most feared thing is to meet humans, especially scouts responsible for reconnaissance.

When you meet a stranger with unknown origin and fully armed strangers in the wild, you don’t have to think about what those scouts who can only take responsibility in the army will do! Hans has no horse, so he will definitely not be able to run. Fight? The question is, can he win? He has no hope for this.

I don’t know if his prayers had a reaction. The more he prayed that he would not meet the scout, the fate forced him to hit the scout.

In a plain where there is nowhere to hide, Hans, who was hiking quickly, looked extremely conspicuous under the moonlight. It happened that a nearby scout who was returning after completing the mission discovered the other party and launched the pursuit as soon as possible.

The frightened Hans quickly accelerated his escape, but no matter how fast he could run faster than the opponent's horse. In the end, he chose to surrender without resistance.

A desperate fight means life and death, and surrender means survival. Only if you have some value, he still has confidence to save his life.

"Report your origin! Captive!"

After Hans was tied up, the scout asked very unceremoniously.

Hans, half true and half false, explained everything. He only mentioned that they encountered an ambush from the Heather Empire and lost their way after being defeated and fled.

"So he's a deserter! Haha, there's no use value at all."

The scout drew his sword and planned to kill Hans with one sword. Unexpectedly, Hans, who was frightened, changed his mind after saying a word.

"Sir, don't kill me! Don't you want to know why the Heather Empire appeared there to attack us?"

Although the scout did not express his camp, he could only give him a chance. No matter where the other party stood, he could make up the value that would be beneficial to him not being killed. If it were not for this confidence, how could he not resist surrender?

"Oh? Tell me what you know!" Sure enough, the scout stopped the sword in mid-air.

Hans observed the other party without leaving any trace, but could not tell the other party's outfit for a while, so he could only start to defend himself as the other party was "his own person".

"Sir, a member of the fourth garrison of the Holy Grail Legion was ordered by General Hodder a few days ago to go to the Thorne Lake defense line for support. However, he was accidentally ambushed while passing through the Barnet Valley. After a hard battle, the garrison team was defeated on the whole line. After finally escaping, he fell into deep thought. Why did the Heather Empire appear in the Barnet Valley? Why did the Heather Empire know our marching route? Why did the scouts in the team find no abnormalities?"

Seeing the other party's expression of listening carefully, Hans struck while the iron was hot and continued to tell.

"So I'm boldly guessing that there are spies from the Heather Empire in the garrison, and even the top leaders of the legion have spies. Otherwise, how can the Heather Empire clearly understand our march? The Barnet Valley is located behind the Gardavian defense line. How did this Heather Empire escape from the heavy warning and appear here silently? I heard that a Heather Empire's side army invaded the Fernanto border not long ago and there was no movement. Fernanto and Barnet Valley were only separated by the steep Langs Mountains, and a large-scale march was impossible. If they scattered the troops and smuggled them little by little..."

The remaining guesses need no more Hans's words, and the scout's sensitivity can easily hear the underlying meaning he expressed.

This partial army of Heather Empire must be a secret military operation to break the balance of the battle situation!

This is a big big information!

"Let's go! Follow me back to the camp to meet our commander. You just need to report everything you know in detail!"

The scout withdrew his sword and returned to the sheath, decisively stepped forward and grabbed Hans and threw it on his war horse, then turned over and drove toward the unknown distance.

When Hans returned to a secret camp in the woodland with the scout, the violent bumps of the war horse made him pale, especially his stomach was so uncomfortable that he felt so disgusting. As soon as he fell down, he became disgusted and vomited. It took him a long time to feel better.

After the scout was taken care of by him, he went directly to the camp to report the news. When he came back, he took him to meet the commander he mentioned, regardless of Hans' physical condition.

In a dimly lit camp, Hans, who was thrown on the ground like garbage, struggled to raise his head and saw the "commander" sitting in the main seat not far ahead.

"Hello, here in Green, I heard from the scout that you have important information to report to me?"

The commander in the main position stood up, wearing a silver-white and mighty outfit that showed the other party's slender figure. His face was handsome and fair, and his voice was gentle and low. In a trance, he felt a kind of demeanor of meeting the young master of a noble family. However, Hans's body and mind were incredibly shocked because of the name he reported.
Chapter completed!