�Big uh����!�

Kuan couldn�t stand up.�I couldn�t get up.�Still, he stretched out his arms and crawled up his hillside.�I could hear the deafening wails of the wind that circled around me.�The voices uttered by 28 people, one syllable at a time, would be unforgettable even after a lifetime.

� You�ve become a mere insignificant thing.

Kuan continued to crawl.�He was not afraid of his death because he had lost everything.�But he couldn�t abandon his 40 men and give up his own life.

� Struggle like a bug.

�Aww!�shut up!�

� Bark like a dog.

�Kill!�I mean kill!�

� Report to your master.�He said that the windmill saved his life.�wag your tail and tell me

As the wind gusted from Fengzhang, the sound of fireworks could be heard.�For Quan, it was like the world was on fire.

He fell facedown on the ground and clenched his fists.�He couldn�t hold out any longer.�He could not prevent his conviction, to which he had dedicated his life, from falling into abyss.

�Aaaaaaaaaa!�

Quan�s scream echoed in the forest of ghosts where Fengzhang disappeared.

�����.�

Quan opened his eyes.�His face was still indifferent, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

�Damn it.�

I couldn�t lift a single finger as if I was being pressed by scissors.�After she had a dream of Fengzhang, she always did.�Ten minutes should be as stiff as a corpse.�Just like the day 10 years ago when the Achilles tendon was cut.

After crawling out of the Haunted Forest, Quan lost consciousness upon returning and was urgently evacuated to Tormia.

Theraze reported that he was protecting the Dark Church, but as expected, it did not affect the situation.

The search battalion was disbanded after continuing sluggish local warfare while encircling the mountain range for about a month.

It seems that there was some kind of agreement with the Kashan Empire, but from there, it was a matter of politicians, so Kuan did not intervene.

Quan couldn�t be a hero.�The incident of that day disappeared into history without even mentioning the name of Poongjang.

The military had offered him the position of battalion commander in the cavalry.�He was a second-class special promotion, but there was no way he didn�t know that it was for silence.

Kuan chose the campaign.�His mind had already been destroyed to the point where he could no longer hold the sword.

For a while, I lived like an idiot.�Thinking of the members, he had never dreamed of committing suicide, and he had no suitable helpers.

Then one day, at the suggestion of his only friend, Kiyora Ellis, he was assigned to Kaizen Swordsmanship Academy.

�It�s moving now.�

After getting out of bed, Quan limped on his right leg and walked to the window.�As she drew back her curtains, the morning light shone on her old desk.

Numerous papers were messed up.

Although the titles were different, such as �Psychoanalytic Opinion on the Phenomenon of Psychic Transcendence�, �Personalization�, and �Correlation between Will and Phenomenon�, the themes were common. JrNovels.com