The sound of sorrow

Inger's eye swelling had not yet subsided.

The wall was demolished.

That's right.

He was tired of crying and fell asleep halfway through, but was awakened by a burst of noise.

He had been in this magnificent prison for two months and had never heard such a loud sound.

Cecilia pointed at the door repeatedly.

Inger also stuck to the door.

"Who cares about your rules?! If you don't open the door I'll break it!"

“…………Please try to smash it…”

Boom!

The door vibrated violently.

Nothing happened.

Inger sighed regretfully.

"Fool! You would rather call me here than release the great wizard imprisoned here! Insulation Stone? Great, you go to all the trouble to lock up your own people! I really learned my lesson!"

Good scolding!

Inger couldn't help but applaud Elena.

However, when he heard Elena's footsteps receding, he gritted his teeth, "Don't go! Don't go!"

Elena did not disappoint his expectations.

She broke in by tearing down the side wall of the next room.

"Uh... Actually you can come in through the window..."

"Really? You want to go in again?"

Inger's head flew off his head.

He asked cautiously, "Can you remove my lock?"

Elena looked down at the thing on his wrist and said firmly, "No, I can't do that."

[Then what's the point of bringing me out here? ]

Elena held him as easily as if he were a bundle of wood and rushed through the winding corridors of the palace.

“Wrong!!! Turn left!!!”

"Fuck! Why is the palace in Quene so much like a maze?"

“…………Stop! Go up the stairs here!”

It was Elena who took Inger out, but she still needed his guidance to find the way.

[Honestly, how did she find the place where I was imprisoned...]

Inger thought so.

Elena finally put him on the ground.

They came to Aura's bedroom.

The moment the door opened, Elena just walked in.

Ola and Elena met.

Ola saw Inger, was startled for a moment, then sighed and threw out the key.

Inger hurriedly caught it and looked over in disbelief.

He had never seen Aura so haggard. There were dark blue marks under her eyes that were indelible.

She stepped aside and said in an apologetic voice, "Come in and heal him."

The moment the person on the bed came into view through the curtain.

Inger's breath seemed to be strangled by a hand, and the key in his hand fell.

Alex was lying on the bed with only one arm left.

Vito, Alsophila, Duke Andrei, and many soldiers behind him saw this scene.

Alex went into the demon tribe alone, soaked in blood from head to toe, and brought back a horrible corpse.

Anyone with eyes can see how horribly this person was tortured.

Alex also had many wounds on his body, soaked with blood from someone unknown, but at least he was still alive.

Vito rushed over first, "Carry the stretcher! Quick!"

The red tree also turned back as if waking up from a dream.

Vito doesn't know when Inger will wake up. According to Alex, the time of his previous resurrection was uncertain and might be very short. In order to avoid repeating the same mistake, the first thing he has to do now is to send people away from the front line as soon as possible.

The bier was immediately brought forward, and the knights and soldiers gathered around them.

Some soldiers were still young, and when they saw the wounds all over their bodies, they could not help but turn their heads away, not daring to look any further.

Vito tried to pry Alex's hand away, but found that even though Alex had lost consciousness, the hand holding Inger's shoulder was still as strong as steel.

The fierce knight Antonio reached out and pried open his fingers.

The red tree also covered Inger's face with a white cloth, and the thin white cloth quickly absorbed the red blood.

Her pupils dilated and her chest felt as if it had been hit hard by a hammer.

She actually always disliked them both.

At first glance, he is a spoiled young man who grew up in an environment full of love. He uses his absolute strength to judge her life and deprive her of her freedom.

But it was also they who rescued her from that hell, gave her a place to stay, gave her friends, and gave her a mission, so that now she can save others and forgive her own sins.

After the war, her mood had changed.

She is not heartless. Anyone who has seen it with their own eyes and still has a conscience will be moved.

The sacrifices made by these two men, especially Inger Nieka, are unmatched by anyone else.

How could one person make such a tragic sacrifice for another?

One always rushes to the front, rushing into death's place to save people again and again, fearlessly tearing a bloody path of survival for those behind.

A man who has walked through countless battlefields, died and lived again, lived and died again, crawled up from inhumane pain, and always sacrificed his precious life to save others.

Alsophila's eyes were filled with tears without her realizing it.

The soldiers did not need to be reminded and automatically made way.

When the bearer was lifted, blood kept dripping into the footprints of the riders.

As they watched the two men go away, the soldiers' eyes were filled with unspeakable sorrow.

After receiving the call from Duke Andrei, Ola immediately rushed there in person.

She asked Duke Thrace to temporarily block the news and brought the two back to the capital.

Inger did not resurrect under his own star tree, but found an ancient flower tree nearby in the palace. Ola had been in the palace for so many years and had no idea that the tree planted in a remote palace was actually a kind of fragrant tree that the phoenix loved.

Alex woke up on the fourth day. When Inger was resurrected, he lay beside him, brushed against the flames of the phoenix, and healed all the poison and injuries on his body without leaving any trace.

When he woke up, he asked Ola to renovate the royal room and lock Inger in it.

Ola had seen the miserable state of Inger's body and could not say no.

Inger did not wake up soon after his resurrection because they had used hypnotic drugs on him for several days.

While waiting for Inger to wake up, Alex locked himself in another room.

Ola also failed to return to the battlefield in time. She never thought that one day she would worry about Alex.

Standing at the door, Ola asked in a hoarse voice: "Why don't you go and watch over him?"

"I can't go see him... I can't control myself now, I don't want to hurt him..."

Alex was already in a state where he could collapse at the slightest sign of straw.

The man who never showed any cowardice in front of outsiders locked himself in the room.

The heavy curtains let in only half the sunlight.

The room was dimly lit, but Ola had good eyesight and could see the mess.

The chairs, stools and desks were all broken into pieces and scattered everywhere. The sofa seemed to have been torn apart by a huge force and turned upside down on the ground. The marble floor was covered with spider-web-like cracks.

There were no marks of swords.

This is as it should be.

Because once he draws the sword, not only this room, but the entire palace will be gone.

Only Ola could see that he was trying hard to control his temper.

Even when going crazy, one has to control oneself from hurting others. One can only vent one's anger on dead objects and dare not destroy anything without restraint.

How could there be such a tender and heart-breaking child?

The sword eater flew out from the corner, screaming, "This guy is going crazy!!! Leave him alone! Take me out! Go, go, go!"

Aura took the sword and put it into the scabbard.

Ola walked over to Alex.

Alex held his head and murmured, "He has died so many times, he is not afraid of death anymore. What is he trying to protect?"

He loosened his grip, turned around and kicked over anything he could reach.

"What can he protect?!"

"What about his sacrifice?!"

"How many times has he died? Who can pay him back?!"

"Just because he is willing to sacrifice himself, should I watch him die again and again?"

At the end of her madness, she saw Alex sitting beside a broken table, curled up, crying and trembling:

"...Everyone else can do it...but he can't...it's really...it's really too much..."

"…What should I do?"

"…I couldn't save him…No matter how many times, I couldn't save him…again and again…"

"What should I do..."

No matter how many times he came, Alex always repeated these few sentences.

Only then did Ola know.

Alex stopped letting Inger go to the battlefield because he was afraid that he would not be able to protect Inger.

No one can bear such a thing, let alone more than once.

Alex actually collapsed a long time ago, he just put himself together and stood in front of people.

But now, even this can't be done.

Such a powerful knight is saying that he is afraid.

Alex has the good qualities of a legendary knight, but he also has selfish motives.

His only selfish desire emerged relatively late, and by the time he realized it, it had already become his fatal weakness.

Ola saw it.

Inside that intact chest, there is a broken heart.

Ola had no other choice.

Ola looked at him deeply and held out her hand: "Don't do this anymore. Don't hurt yourself because you're afraid of hurting others. Whether it's to vent your anger or to get revenge, go to the battlefield."

Alex slowly raised his head, stopped crying, and held her hand.

In those empty eyes, Aura could not see a living soul.

She closed her eyes in pain.

"So you let him go to the battlefield in this state?! What were you thinking?!"

Inger came to his senses, but the words in his throat had already slipped out.

The sight of Alex being seriously injured caused the pent-up anger in him to suddenly explode.

Aura closed her eyes without saying anything. She knew that the choice she made was wrong.

But at that time, she had no choice.

This also includes urgently inviting Elena over for support.

Elena stood with her hands folded and looked at the person on the bed.

Inger stretched out his hand to heal, abundant magic power filled the entire room, and his face suddenly turned gloomy.

If only one hand was taken away, Elena would not have run over to pull him out. Alex had at least three fatal wounds and seventeen or eighteen broken ribs.

If it weren't for his strong physique, he might not have been able to hold on until now.

And he didn't see the severed arm!

Inger's lips trembled. "Why? Why are you still unwilling to let me out even after all this!"

Ola sighed.

Elena said unhappily, "When this guy wakes up, just ask him directly."

Vito is now able to reattach his severed arm, but only if the arm is still intact.

As Elena watched, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, with strange lights flashing in her eyes frequently.

She witnessed for the first time how Inger regrew his broken arm.

The amount of magic power and energy consumed in this situation is thousands of times more than reattaching a broken arm.

Therefore, on the battlefield, Inger would only heal patients with amputated limbs when he had sufficient magic power.

If the flesh at the cut has healed on its own, he will need to cut it open again to allow it to grow again.

It was not easy to heal all of Alex's external injuries.

Alex unconsciously vomited blood from the corner of his mouth, so he sat beside him and wiped it for him.

Inger lowered his voice and said, "I've never seen him injured so badly..."

Elena sneered: "Then you have protected him too well."

Ingleton stopped.

That's really unexpected.

"Me? Protect him?"

Elena looked at him in wonder: "Am I wrong? Haven't you been working hard to keep him away from danger? For us, this kind of injury is commonplace. This guy works so hard to save others, but you have never seen him get so badly injured. If you haven't been protecting him, who else could it be?"

Inger held the blood-stained handkerchief tightly in his palm.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed that it was Alex who took care of him every time.

It was the first time he saw Alex like this.

Alex, who was in a coma, had cold sweat on his cheeks and neck, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he looked like he was struggling with a nightmare.

He himself knew very well that physical pain would have a real impact on the body.

Inger was still angry.

He hadn't been like this for a long time, and his reason was burned out by anger.

He didn't even apologize to Ola.

Elena said calmly, "Are you angry? He saw you die six times."

It was as if he was kicked into an ice cellar in an instant. Inger was awakened by her words and felt a chill all over his body.

"But……"

He wanted to say something, but his mind went blank.

Elena's face was still expressionless. She had no sympathy for either Alex or Inger. She just said as if she was stating a fact: "I heard what Ola said about your affairs. To be honest, if I were Alex, I would do something even more extreme than this. And if I were you, I would never be so stupid as to give up my life again and again."

Inger subconsciously said: "I didn't mean to..."

Elena smiled sarcastically, "Wrong. Is it because you want to save more people? What about yourself? Are you considered a 'human'? Before you choose to use your life to save others, have you ever thought about dying? Just because you can be resurrected, you don't take your life seriously at all!"

Inger felt like a thorn in his throat.

"How many times can you be resurrected? Are you sure of that? What if you can't come back to life the next time? In terms of combat power alone, both you and Alex are indispensable. In this case, there should be no discussion about which of you should live. I can understand why Alex locked you up, but I also think it's stupid. It would be better if both of you had less of this fearless spirit of sacrifice."

Elena smiled sharply, pointed at Alex on the bed and said, "I told you a long time ago that I would rather die than have you exchange your life for mine. I think he feels the same way."

Inger stood up abruptly and shouted, "How could I want to die! If there was any other choice I would..."

Elena interrupted him suddenly: "Of course you have a choice. You can choose not to help."

Inger looked at Elena's cold-blooded face in disbelief.

Elena suddenly smiled, seeming to be very satisfied with his expression, "Why? Is it so difficult to watch someone die without helping? It's not like I haven't done it before."

Yes, he witnessed many deaths.

In his eyes, human lives are also differentiated.

The people he cares about definitely take priority over strangers he can only call out by name.

He could say sorry, there is nothing I can do to a seriously injured person, but for Alex, he could exchange his own life.

And Alex is undoubtedly the same in this regard.

The smile in Elena's eyes softened a little: "For me, I don't have such a choice. My highest priority is always myself. I will protect everyone while keeping myself alive. Of course, if someone I care about dies six times in front of me, I will go crazy. Your situation is different from that of ordinary people. You both care too much about each other. It is impossible for either of you to give in on this point."

Finally, she changed the subject, her eyes bright and dazzling: "Ah, don't think too much, I'm not here to give you a solution, this is your own business. I'm here to ask questions. What are you going to do next? Continue to 'protect' each other without caring about yourselves? This war is no joke. You are the commanders of Qune and the main fighting force. This will also affect the survival of the entire human race. I didn't expect that you have solved so many contradictions, but the biggest contradiction is actually you yourselves, haha ​​...

Elena's straightforward and incisive words left Inger completely speechless.

Every word is true.

Inger finally calmed down after being tricked by her.

He pondered for a long time, and finally, he slowly said: "There is a way."

He and Alex never needed to fight to the death; they should work together to find a third way.

"What do you want to do?"

Inger said: "I will apologize to Alex, I will admit my mistakes, and I will cherish my own life more. I will do it. I will ask again to let me fight with him. This is the way to survive for him, me, and more people."

The smile on Elena's lips deepened: "What if he still refuses?"

Inger shut up.

There may be another way, worth a try.