Undead Wizard (1)

The difficult battle situation stabilized.

Alex planned to return to the southwest on this day.

Ola saw what he was holding and asked, "What is this?"

Alex held up the box of wine bottles in his hand. "It's not easy to get this thing here safely."

"liquor?"

"Well, Ying likes to drink sparkling wine. I'll bring some back for him to taste."

Ola suddenly realized, "Ah, it's his birthday... No wonder you have to rush back today."

Alex smiled and said, "It's late, but at least we should get there today."

Ola waved her hand: "Go, go!"

There were teleportation stones in the southwest and Fantas, so Alex returned to the southwest border in just a few minutes.

When he passed by, he found that Inger was not in the command tent. After asking a wizard, he couldn't wait to run to the war zone where Inger was.

"Where is Major Neka?"

"Sir, he just went into the medical tent over there!"

Alex looked at the wine bottle box in his hand, smiled happily, lifted the curtain and went in.

Bang—bang!

There were two gunshots, vibrating in my ears.

Cheryl was stunned for a moment when she saw Inger. Then, the first thing she did was to determine the direction of the shooting by the trajectory.

She took the sniper rifle on her back and took it into her hand.

According to her experience in teaching rookie snipers, snipers usually check once through the scope after finishing the sniping.

She held the long-range sniper rifle in her hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation in the direction where the bullet came from.

The hit rate will be greatly reduced when shooting from low to high, and there will be more interference factors.

But she just did that, just one look.

A bullet blew out the scope, leaving a bloody hole in Benton's forehead.

Benton fell to the ground peacefully with a smug smile still on his cheeks.

Like Inger, he didn't even have time to wonder why he was dying.

Cheryl blurted out: "Come on, go to that mountain and search for the person. We must find him alive or dead. No matter which one, we must bring him back intact."

There was silence all around.

No one responded to her for a long time.

Cheryl looked down at the ground again.

The corpse gradually cooled down.

Still warm blood.

Her eyes suddenly turned red.

Some of the wounded screamed in unbearable pain, while others shed tears.

The person who was just treating them died just like that? !

At this moment, Cheryl suddenly felt a violent magical power sweeping away from her.

Some soldiers with low magic power couldn't bear it and vomited directly.

Cheryl turned her gaze toward the tent door.

The person standing in the backlight had an outline that she was familiar with.

"Alex..."

Cheryl cried out in tears.

Alex just stood there with broken bottles at his feet.

The sweet smell of alcohol, blood, and medical drugs mixed together and made me sick.

Wu Rui, who was outside, also heard the gunshots. He ran in.

Wu Rui was also frightened by the situation, but he immediately ran to Cheryl and hugged her.

Cheryl broke down and cried in his arms: "Brother! Answer... answer him... ahhhhhhhhhh"

Holding his sister's screaming sister tightly in his arms, Wu Rui choked with sobs and could not say a word of comfort. He could only hold her head and the two of them sat paralyzed on the ground.

Cheryl's head was buzzing.

It was as if another self was whispering maliciously in my ear:

"Look how beautifully you said that just now. You can say that because you have never lost anyone important to you."

Her conversation with Inger played in her mind.

Cheryl couldn't stop retorting, "...Stop talking! Stop talking! I'm not...Aa ...

Wu Ruihun was trembling all over. He hugged his sister tightly with his arms and stared at Alex.

Alex had no expression on his face, just numb and empty, and he seemed to have temporarily lost the ability to think.

And after a while.

Alex walked up to Inger, stretched out his hand but didn't touch her and immediately withdrew it.

Since half of the head was in disarray, it was impossible to move it easily.

He seemed to be having a hard time with this.

Then Alex ordered in a calm voice: "Bring the white cloth and the stretcher."

Several nurses immediately stood up to get things. This was a conditioned reflex they had developed during this period.

Alex covered him with a white cloth, reached out and carried Inger's body onto the stretcher.

Wu Rui asked hoarsely, "Alex, where are you taking him?"

Alex seemed not to hear his words. Blood was dripping from his lowered hands as he just stared at the white cloth covering his body.

The white cloth was gradually stained red with blood.

At some point the wounded were able to stand up, and they all looked quietly at the corpse in the middle, as if they were mourning in silence.

The sight made him feel strangely nauseous.

It shouldn't be like this, right?

Uri seemed to hear Alex's very soft murmur.

He said: "…Ying, happy birthday…You can't hear me now, I'll say it to you again when you wake up…"

Wu Rui could no longer control himself, tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes.

Based on the experience of the past two times, it will take some time before he can be resurrected.

But so many people witnessed his death, so the follow-up procedures were a bit troublesome.

Alex glanced around calmly.

He himself was impressed by his own calmness.

No, instead of being calm, he should be very angry now.

He had already witnessed his death twice, this was the third time.

Inger is far more stubborn than he is.

Alex thought of thousands of ways, but none of them would allow him to go back.

He even considered breaking his limbs and sending him back to his home.

But even so, I'm afraid he can find someone to heal himself and then return to the battlefield again.

There was nothing he could do to keep him away from the danger of death.

No matter how hopeless he was on the battlefield, he would never give up hope.

With regard to this matter alone, he saw no hope and everything went dark before his eyes.

He made him realize that there are things in this world that are more terrifying than seeing the death of people around you.

This time, he miscalculated.

Before he could take Inger away, the corpse turned into a flaming phoenix on the spot, overturned the tent and flew into the sky.

However, he did not go far, and after circling directly overhead for a while, he landed in the center of the Chugne front camp.

On a big old tree.

The tree was instantly covered with untimely fiery red flowers, as if its crown was burning, so brilliant.

By the time Alex rushed over, countless people had already witnessed the scene.

What he was most worried about finally happened.

Inger woke up in a daze, and the first person he saw was Alex.

Alex seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but he looked over almost the moment he woke up.

Alex smiled and said, "How do you feel?"

Inger touched his head and asked in confusion, "I remember I was treating someone just now... Cheryl..." He paused and saw Cheryl on his right, sleeping on the edge of the bed.

And there is Wu Rui who is with her.

Inger touched Cheryl's head and said with a smile, "I guess I fell asleep. Cheryl said she would protect me, but how come she was so tired that she fell asleep?"

Alex couldn't hold back his smile.

Inger asked again: "When did you come?"

Alex brought two bottles of wine and apologized, "Most of them were broken. Only two bottles are left."

Although Inger didn't understand, he took it and said, "Wine? Now?"

He saw the label on it and it was produced from his vineyard, his favorite sweet white sparkling wine.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Take this over here, you can only look at it but not drink it. We can't be the first to break the prohibition on alcohol, can we?"

Alex looked at him and smiled softly: "Ying, today is your birthday. It's okay to drink a little."

Inger was stunned.

He was on the battlefield and had too many things to do, so he chose to ignore this matter.

He stuttered for a while: "Uh...thank you, then let's finish the drink and use magic to sober up?"

Alex whispered in his ear, "Only the two of us know."

In this small tent, the two men clinked their glasses.

"Happy birthday to you... um that seems a bit weird too."

"There's nothing else to say, so let's just leave it at that."

Inger took a sip and smacked his lips. Although there was no atmosphere, the taste of the wine remained the same.

He sighed: "I almost forgot what this taste was like."

The food you eat on the battlefield has only two purposes: to ensure that you have the energy to survive and the nutrition to prevent yourself from getting sick. If you eat dry food for too long, you will feel bad.

Alex looked at him, and both of them tacitly did not mention the battle situation, but instead enjoyed this rare moment of peace.

"They are both really exhausted. They haven't woken up even when we are talking like this."

Inger looked at Cheryl and Uri with some pity. After all, they were only teenagers now.

Alex's hand suddenly reached out and pressed on Inger's right eye corner.

Inger took another sip and asked, "What's wrong?"

Alex took his hand back and looked at the scar on his neck. "Why don't you cover it now?"

Inger touched his neck, which had been unbuttoned for many days. "Well, the weather is hot, and I just don't want my parents and brother to know. There are many injured people here, so no one will be surprised."

Alex drank the rest of the wine in the glass, stroking the glass with his fingers, his throat a little hot.

Inger felt that Alex was a little strange today, but was too embarrassed to ask.

And Alex's return means the situation in the north has stabilized, which is also a good thing.

After finishing both bottles of wine and Inger not being drunk, they both started working and talking about the battle situation.

Alex told him everything about the situation in the north without reservation.

Inger hid all the unpleasant things and only talked about the positive side.

Inger had just woken up and felt refreshed, so he said, "Sure enough, I feel much better after a good night's sleep. Did anything happen during the time I was asleep?" He smiled and said, "Ah, just pretend I didn't ask. If anything happened, you shouldn't be here."

The corners of Alex's mouth and eyes curled up, but the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Inger stretched his arms. "Now that you're back, let's go out. We still need to discuss the next strategy."

Alex nodded and patted Uri and Cheryl.

When Cheryl looked up, Inger noticed her red eyes.

He was in doubt when Cheryl hugged him.

“Ying…Waaaaaaaaaaah!”

Inger was frightened and quickly comforted her: "Why are you crying suddenly?"

Cheryl just cried.

Wu Rui was also unusually silent.

Inger finally realized that something was wrong.

He looked at Alex. "What happened?"

Alex said, "You slept well and didn't have a nightmare."

Inger: "Alex?"

Alex's smile suddenly became dazzling.

"They all know, so, will you go back?"

Inger: “…”

Alex answered for him, "No, you wouldn't," and he stood up and walked out.

Inger looked at Alex's back and felt at a loss for the first time.

Alex regretted it when he went out. He didn't want to say such words to him on this day.

But he couldn't stand it anymore.

Because no one is wrong and no one can be blamed, it is even more painful. The surging anger is just suppressed in the chest, delaying the bleeding heart.