Nicolai frowned: "I don't understand, the White Blade Guard gave you everything..."

Monty shook his head and sneered, interrupting him: "Of course you don't understand."

"You are the person chosen by Kaslan, the future commander he has high hopes for, and the one who can carry the entire battle flag for the White Blade Guards."

His breathing quickened, and he pressed his right hand firmly on the ground, dragging it with all his might. He looked at Nicolai with eyes full of sorrow and resentment: "Serui Nicolai, you are a glorious snow blade with a shining blade. How could you do this?

Do you understand a dirty crow like me who lives on scavenging?"

"Yes, the White Blade Guard gave us everything, but they didn't give us a choice."

Listening to the other party's inexplicable words, Nicolai felt angry in his heart: "You"

But Monty kept talking to himself, blocking the words of the Fallen Star in his mouth.

"That was the day after we officially joined the team."

Monty said calmly: "Kaslan suddenly said to me that he thought I was very talented in scouting. It just so happened that after 'Coward' Laiken died of illness, the Guard was in short supply of such people. We happened to have a secret mission at night. Do you want to

Go and give it a try?”

Nikolai's cheeks moved slightly as he remembered this incident. He still remembered the envious expressions and sour tone of others when Kaslan said this incident, as well as the uncontrollable excitement and excitement on Big Mouth's face.

but……

Nicolai looked at Monty's eyes with complicated emotions and subconsciously closed his mouth.

"That night, there was no moon..."

The Dead Crow spoke softly, as if he was telling the children a long-standing lesson: "Kaslan took me, together with several other old guardsmen, and covered my face to do my first mission after joining the team.

.”

There was a gleam in his eyes that made Nicolai shudder: "A businessman has mastered something that the king is interested in. We are going to find this thing secretly. By the way..."

Monty paused and ended the sentence in a nonchalant tone:

"...Kill his whole family."

The sun was obscured by a cloud, casting a shadow between the two of them.

Brings a slight chill.

"What?"

Nicolai's face turned pale: "You?"

Monty's shoulders shook, his facial features trembled, and he laughed out loud while leaning on the rock:

"Hahaha," his breathing was extremely unstable, and his speech speed was fast and slow, like a person who had just been rescued from drowning:

"It's hard to imagine going out to kill people and set fires with your face covered in the middle of the night, right? Especially for the majestic Captain Nicolai, the White Blade Guard is so beautiful. Guarding is your most sacred duty."

Nicolai didn't speak, he just stared at the ground blankly.

"The moon was very dark that night, even human blood was black, and I couldn't see the face clearly."

Monty took a deep breath, shivered slightly, and his pupils trembled slightly: "I'm a lookout, so I don't have to do anything."

"But Kaslan, Dominic, and others... these respected seniors in the Guard, they stood among the dead bodies, holding torches, opening numb eyes outside the masks, leaving a privilege

It was given to me as the most special joining ceremony: to kill the last living person."

"An old woman on the hospital bed, dying, dying."

Nicolai, who listened quietly, felt a slight chill in his heart.

"They probably think that since I'm a newbie, I should start with something easier and slowly get used to it. She's going to die anyway."

Monty laughed dryly and said:

"But Kaslan and the others didn't know that when I cut her, the expression on her face before she died was completely different from the expression on my grandmother's face before she died."

"Of course, maybe I remember it wrong. After all, I have experienced so much...the memory of the first target is already very blurry."

But Monty's smile still faded, and his eyes were calm: "But they don't know."

"they do not know."

Nicolai didn't speak. He just stared at the other person blankly. As a white-blade guard who was supposed to protect his brothers, the Fallen Starman didn't know how to reply at this moment.

Monty took a deep breath and watched the clouds above his head slowly drift away, and the hot sunlight shone down again, bringing them into the light.

"That's it, Thornhead, in front of the light of the bright moon, under the witness of heavy snow, you hold your white blade high, drink strong wine, swear a blood oath, and become a white blade guard."

Death Crow said calmly:

"And I, I, in the deepest darkness, in front of the faint torch, facing the deep gazes of my predecessors, I also raised the blade high, using blood as wine, and using the head as evidence... I became another kind of white blade.

Guard."

"I don't even know if the handle of my knife is the customary snow white color."

"Because it was so dark that night, so dark that I couldn't see the color clearly. I couldn't even identify the old woman's neck blood, let alone whether the knife I was holding was a white blade."

Nicolai took a deep breath: "Fuck."

"It took me a long time to realize that the White Blade Guards of Longxiao City had been doing this kind of work secretly for a long time. It was earlier than we thought. Beyond the shining and tough snow blades, someone had to give up.

, get your hands dirty and do rough work, these are Kaslan’s exact words.”

Monty took a few breaths, and his eyes became more and more bloodshot:

"But they are old. The secret and ugly side of the White Blade Guards also needs to be replaced. Kaslan needs fresh blood and successors."

"Not to be an elite scout or a frontline sentry, but to be a killer who is not afraid of getting blood on his hands, a cold, ruthless and unwavering blade, a tool with no limits and no principles."

The Death Crow suddenly raised his head!

He stretched out his hand and slapped his chest feebly.

"And among so many people, Kaslan chose me."

Monty gritted his teeth and looked miserable:

"I was chosen."

The wind whimpered.

The two seriously injured men looked at each other in silence.

"From that day on, I put down my snow blade, put on my crossbow, and put on a mask," Monty faced Nicolai with his lower half of his face burned, trembling teeth: "I became an ominous black crow chasing death and carrion.

.”

Nicolai pressed the ground slumped: "Why, Big Mouth, why don't you tell me these things?"

"Tell you what?" The Dead Crow took a deep breath and looked up to the sky with a desolate laugh.

"What can you do? Stinger?"

"Go with me? Or beg Kaslan to let me go and just pretend that this unknown thing never happened?"

Nicolai closed his eyes tightly.

On the other side, the unconscious Thales groaned in pain.

Monty sneered lightly: "You don't know... it's not as simple as signing up for the lord's guard in the countryside. You just have to stand guard and sweep every day, accompany you in hunting, and occasionally send letters and run errands."

He struggled and raised his right fist:

"Nun is a very ambitious man. He doesn't want to be just the king of Longxiao City, but he sticks to neutrality and the darkroom with limited functions cannot meet his expectations. What he needs is not eyes and ears, not guards, or even soldiers, but a team.

A blade, a black hand, a cruel mercenary who has no bottom line and is absolutely loyal to him regardless of the reason, to fulfill his ambition for him."

"Kaslan is one of them, and I am his successor."

Nikolai was silent, constantly thinking about Kaslan before his death.

Recall the complex iceberg: the severe iceberg, the laughing iceberg, the sad iceberg, and the iceberg of relief before death.

He once wondered whether he had not matured quickly enough and could not share the burden on Kaslan's shoulders.

That's what finally led to such a tragedy.

But he suddenly understood today.

There is someone else who shares Kaslan's burden.

"For more than ten or twenty years," Monty stared at his fists: "You can't imagine where I have been, what people I have met, what things I have done, and what blood I have been stained with.

"

"Killing people and silencing them is only the most insignificant part of it."

"Remember after the Battle of Deep Valley, when we were each wounded and drinking in the Freedom Alliance military camp?" the Dead Crow said with a bitter smile: "You complained that you were guarding the palace gate all day long, it was too boring, and you envied me being out on duty all day long...

"

Nicolai frowned: "I..."

"But what do you know..." Monty shook his head.

"Every day, every night, every minute, every second, I have to wear a mask with different colors and the same dark cloak, walk in the shadows, rush among the blood, kill, kidnap, deceive, and rob
To be continued...