Son of the Olden Days

One day in the early summer of 717 in the Dark Calendar, a letter crow flew to the headquarters of the Dark Cross in the southern main city of Odrensa, bringing a message from afar.

After the recipient read the information, his eyes were a little serious, and then the news was reported layer by layer.

The final news was placed on the desk of Travis, the administrator of the Dark Cross headquarters.

"The seventh team is almost completely destroyed! Only Captain Hank is seriously injured? What kind of mission is this?" Travis stroked his half-bald forehead and asked the deacon standing beside him. He was a little surprised, this is the first casualty this year.

"The task was personally sent by the housekeeper of Mr. Setin. After hanging in the lobby, it was taken by the seventh team. It was just that the content of the task was...somewhat vague." The deacon replied while putting a piece of paper related to the task. The raft was handed to Travis.

"This is a description of the mission process sent by Hank, Captain of the Seventh Squad." The deacon added, and handed a blood-stained letter to Travis.

After hurriedly looking at the entire task without head and tail, Travis didn't see anything. He picked up Hank's letter a little irritably and looked at it. After reading it, his brows wrinkled deeply.

"I must go out immediately." Travis pulled the coat on the back of the chair with one hand and said to the deacon.

When he reached the door, Lavis looked back suddenly.

"The seventh team...let's be delisted first. Oh, I mean, send the shirt that should be issued, let the team below move up, and replace it first. By the way, if Hank comes back, let him come. See me." Travis arranged one last sentence.

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Travis felt a little gloomy.

Although this task was directly hanging out after passing over him, as the main manager of the Dark Cross, he didn't grasp the first-hand task situation, so if you really want to investigate it, a dereliction of duty can't escape.

In fact, I can't blame myself, after all, most of the tasks tend to stagnate every winter because of the weather. Although the beginning of the spring of the coming year is busy, it is busy with the sorting and exchange of some written documents.

Everyone has been accustomed to this kind of process, who knew that such a tragic task result would suddenly burst out in the first half of this year. Of course, it's not too tragic to say it really. Things like dead people die every year, and more of them have died.

The reason Travis really had to pay attention to this inexplicable task was that this task was directly sent by Setin, his immediate boss, the three-seat elder of the Dark Council.

So now Travis is on his way to visit Setin's mansion.

After coming to see him, it was the old butler in the mansion who met him, which made Travis secretly relieved. I really want him to present the task in front of Mr. Setin. He probably doesn't know as much as the task information. What should I state?

"I will tell Travis later that the quality of the members of the Dark Cross should be grasped properly. What kind of **** is written?" Old Settin read the mission statement sent by the old butler, and then looked annoyed. The page was photographed on the tabletop.

The old housekeeper stepped forward respectfully and silently scanned the task information in his hand.

After the old butler finished reading, Setin spoke sarcastically.

"Look, take a good look. There is nothing in rank, appearance, fighting style. What is the enemy? High and short? Is it a skeleton or a ghost? Two heads or three butts? Describe it?"

"Is the captain of this seventh team a pig? There will be a symbiosis of evil and evil in ancient times. Isn't the **** especially evil in ancient times? Wouldn't it be better for him to make up an evil **** in this world?" Old Setin laughed angrily and blew. The beard curled up and down.

"Five people died, and the captains of Tier 2 and Tier 3 were seriously injured. This at least shows that your old friend Ivano's vision is accurate. This point is indeed worthy of attention." The old butler couldn't help but comfort his master.

Old Setin laughed and cursed a few words, lost in thought.

Such things as dead people are actually quite normal, but since I have to serve this bowl of rice, I have nothing to say when I meet them.

In the face of unknown dangers, unequal crusade forces often cause such results. Old Setin was angry that the members of the seventh team died in vain, because their sacrifice did not bring back any useful information.

If you don’t know anything about the enemy, the follow-up related deployments will naturally not be of any immediate importance. The mission process and time will be lengthened, and more variables will likely be derived.

"Forget it, transfer the task to Tier B. Since the squad can't do it, send the squadron. This time, let them have bright spots. Even if they die, it makes sense to die for me." Old Setin said at last.

"It is said that the seventh team left a magic mark on the target at the time for tracking, but the mark is a natural affinity, and perhaps one of the juniors of each family should be selected to lead the team."

"Currently eligible... only the Ernest family and Emilton are the two." The old butler thought for a while and added.

Natural affinity can be regarded as a slight deviation in the magic classification. Only when a natural affinity is selected to lead the team, the magic mark on the target can continue to function. Otherwise, it would cost Dark Cross a lot of energy just to find someone, and it might not be possible to find it.

"Those two are not..." Old Settin stopped talking, lost in thought.

"They have been vying for the last of the twenty-four seats, but I heard that they seem to have an intention to marry again recently." The old butler added.

"Fight, fight, don't do business all day."

"Let the little girl from the Emilton family go, a very polite person. Didn't I remember that she just passed the coming-of-age ceremony and was waiting for the trial of the Magic Tower? Let her participate as an auxiliary, if this task is completed Well, even if her trial passes."

"I don't like that insidious boy from Ernest, the little python born of the old python."

The old butler nodded and retired respectfully.

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Lorna Emilton suddenly received a mission assistance invitation from Dark Cross.

This is not mandatory, but after half a day of consideration, she finally agreed to the invitation, although she is not sure whether her choice can help the family's current plight.

As the only daughter of the family, it is time to stand up and do something for the family.

The Emilton house in my memory was not like this. It has always been ranked in the first few seats of the twenty-four seats, and it has been very crowded.

Later, as the only elder brother died in the secret realm, and his mother died of severe illness one after another, the whole family seemed to have suffered invisible severe damage. In just a few short years, it has fallen to the point that even the last seat in the parliament cannot be kept, and only the elderly father is struggling to support it.

Lorna would never agree to the marriage.

It wasn't because the young master of Ernest's family was vicious, even if he was more slanderous, it was not the point. Lorna knew very well that once the marriage was promoted, the family name of the Emilton family would disappear soon.

Everything will become someone else's, including myself.

This time, I took advantage of this mission to temporarily take a breath and escape from the suffocating environment of the main city.

On the day before she left, Lorna deliberately visited sister Anne Baez of Adair's house, wanting to say something to her, but it was a pity that she hadn't returned from her experience in the secret realm. Lorna could only be disappointed and embarked on an unknown journey alone.

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When Thor was chased by Anne Baez in the secret realm, Hank, the captain of the Seventh Squad of Dark Cross, was waiting silently at a farmer's house, and he didn't know what he was waiting for.

Since taking on the inexplicable task in the Dark Cross Hall, Hank feels that his life that has not changed for a few years has changed a bit.

Undoubtedly, the mission failed.

It was terrible. Hank didn't know what it was, and couldn't face the overwhelming and unstoppable evil force.

After knocking down the boy named Thor, when the boy stood up in another posture, Hank saw his greatest fear in his life. He turned his head decisively and abandoned the players. He knew that any moment of hesitation could lead to death.

Facts proved that he was correct. When he turned his head back while rushing, he clearly saw the ghostly evil figure biting off his companion's neck and pulling out Lilian's head with one hand.

That kind of power, let alone fight back, the team members are not as dead as ants.

Hank crawled and jumped into a stinky puddle in the wilderness, covered himself with mud, endured hunger and mosquito bites, and hid in the puddle for three days before daring to go ashore.

Then, Hank returned to Grayscreen, only to find that the teenager started his own life as if nothing had happened.

Where did that terrible ghost go? Symbiosis of evil? Or is it a kind of transformation when facing a crisis? Hank felt that he couldn't figure it out. So he held all the information he could collect about Saul Drake tightly in his hands.

As for the letter sent back to the headquarters not long ago that lied about serious injuries, the reasons for the lack of details were that one was indeed unable to explain clearly, and the other was that he knew very well that as many as the evil powers in Sol’s body were dead, perhaps the three elders came together Maybe you can fight it.

So Hank prepared to cover the secret by himself, and he suddenly became an observer in the dark, observing Sol's life silently.

For example, now, the farmer he belongs to is located in the ancient capital of Kaloth, very close to the farmer that Sol opened the door to the secret realm.

In terms of purpose, Hank didn't know what purpose he had.

There is nothing to avenge the team members, and there is not much friendship with each other. If he can fight, he may still do his duty as captain, if not, then take care of each other.

After all, he has only been the captain of the seventh team for three years, not ten years as the players thought. He is not even called Hank, but Shilken, Shilken West.

Hank is his twin brother and looks like each other 80% of the time.

One day he found that his brother and his wife were playing collision games in the bedroom. In fact, the three of them often played together when they were young, but it is not their childhood after all.

So he killed his elder brother, butchered his wife, and began to live under Hank's name, living as a member of the Dark Cross.

This time, I took this opportunity to start a new life.

This kind of life, as long as you want to, without being too picky, can actually start again at any time, anywhere, even on the way to follow someone.

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