HLnovel Chapter 310 Are you also in pain?
Chapter 310 Are you also in pain?
As is customary, Green led his men to bid farewell to Baron Hilt. After exchanging a few pleasantries, they prepared to depart, as the eleven knights were sufficient to serve as their guards.
"Lord Ryan, I wish you a speedy recovery of your family business."
"Thank you for your blessing, Your Excellency."
Green mounted his horse, his metal chainmail gleaming coldly in the morning light.
"Then, farewell, Baron Hilt."
"Have a safe journey, Lord Ryan."
Green nodded, raised his hand to signal to the knights behind him, and the sound of hooves tapped out a neat rhythm on the stone road as they slowly left the city.
The girl on the windowsill watched Green leave, feeling a sense of emptiness in her heart, wondering if she would ever have the chance to see him again.
.........
—North of the Dordore Mountains—
The Fierce Bear Regiment has just changed its leader and is currently led by North. Renault has also transformed into the lieutenant of the commander of a thousand men, responsible for leading the conscripts.
After waking up, Gambino fell silent, whether from weakness or from doubt about why he was still alive. He clearly saw Sis's face, and she held his hand, as if he were seeing the girl who used to live in the town, laughing and talking.
"...Xisi!"
Gambino suddenly awoke from his slumber, his right hand reaching out as if to grasp something, but he could grasp nothing...
...Emptiness, loneliness, reluctance to part...Humans are truly boring creatures...
Gambino's consciousness gradually returned, and all he could hear was the sound of water being wrung out—the sound of the child he had found. Time really flies... It felt like just yesterday that Cice was comforting the newborn child born to that corpse.
...It will bring misfortune...Ah, that's absolutely true.
"Gambino, you're awake?" Guts heard the sound and turned to look at Gambino, his eyes filled with concern.
Looking at the boy before him, Gambino was momentarily transported back to the scene of their first meeting, to the tiny baby, no bigger than a palm, who seemed as if he could be strangled with the slightest force.
"Hmm," he replied indifferently.
Gus walked to Gambino's bedside and draped a wrung-out towel over Gambino's forehead.
"how do you feel?"
Gambino frowned and shook his head. "He's not dead yet."
My right leg feels empty and it hurts so much. Gambino forced himself to sit up and realized that his right leg was missing, wrapped in bandages.
Gus looked at Gambino's empty eyes as they fell on his bare right leg. After a moment of silence, he dragged a rough wooden staff from the corner of the wall, the tip of which was still wrapped in blood-soaked rags: "This was made from a dead tree next to the camp. Once your wound has healed a bit, you might be able to walk with it."
Gambino knew, of course, what kind of days awaited a mercenary who had lost a leg.
"Understood." Gambino responded indifferently, not even glancing at Guts, but staring blankly at his empty right leg.
...How pathetic, getting yourself into this state.
Seeing that Gambino was not in a good mood, Gus replied, "Uncle North has temporarily taken over the Fierce Bear Company. Once you've rested enough, we'll head to the fortress. The knights under our employer said our mission is complete."
Gambino did not respond to him and remained silent.
“You lost a lot of blood. Luckily, Uncle North and the main force arrived in time. The medic said… the medic said you need to rest well.” Guts seemed to be talking to himself. He had never seen Gambino so silent before.
"...Are you thirsty? I'll get you some water."
"Gurgle—" The only sound in the tent was Gus pouring water into a cup.
Gambino's face was unreadable, and Guts carefully handed him the water glass.
"...Give."
“…It’s so noisy.”
"Varied...?"
"I said it's so noisy!"
Gambino suddenly flew into a rage, and the water glass clattered to the ground.
Gus froze on the spot, his nose tingling, but he forced back the tears that welled up in his eyes.
"...You've been asleep all day, you must be very hungry, right? I'll go make dinner." As if he didn't know how to face Gambino, Guts, his voice hoarse, ran outside the tent.
Guts ran outside the tent, tears streaming down his face. He couldn't understand why Gambino had suddenly become angry; he had only been concerned about him.
...Sis...foster mother...
...Are you also in pain? Gambino.
—The border between Judas and Midland—
"kill--!!"
A troop of cavalry flying the Midland flag charged toward Juda's village, even though the land had once belonged to the Midland.
Blood stained the bowed wheat ears red, and flames suddenly erupted everywhere.
"Rob all the food and supplies! Don't leave these Juda swine pigs a single bite to eat!!" shouted the leading knight, a local Midland border baron who had long coveted his once-rich homeland.
This wilderness is the fertile land that the Kingdom of Midland and the Kingdom of Juda have long fought over.
In the villages currently under Juda's control, the atrocities of the Midland cavalry continue.
A young mother clutched her child tightly in her arms, weeping desperately in front of a burning wooden hut. The cavalrymen approached with sneers, the lead knight ripping the mother's hands away, throwing the child violently to the ground, and then stomping on him. The mother screamed in agony, lunging to fight the knight, but was pierced through the chest by his sword.
The able-bodied men in the village rose up in resistance, but they only had farm tools and were no match for the cavalry. They were quickly and mercilessly slaughtered.
The entire village was engulfed in flames, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and burning.
Since arriving at this border, Green and his party had donned black cloaks. According to their memory of the route, they should now bypass the watchtowers and fortresses to reach the Saint Albion Monastery, the holy site of the King's Hall—the Tower of Judgment.
"How tragic." Green gazed at the horrific scene in the distance, as if he had heard such screams in his dreams when he first came into this world, when he was still enveloped in his mother's amniotic fluid, together with Guts.
Back then, it should have been the Judas slaughtering the civilians of Midland; now, the opposite is being repeated.
"My lord, should we go and do something about it?" a knight asked softly.
Green was silent for a moment. If you were to calculate his age from his previous life, he was already a man in his thirties, past the age of impulsiveness and passion.
"We have more important things to do, we can't linger here, let's move on."
"The struggle between people is endless..."
The group continued their journey eastward, heading towards the Saint-Albion Mountains.