I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

It's just an assassination of the swordsman. He remembered that the king of the end just now had a sword hanging around his waist, right?

"While the King of Persia is now immersed in great joy, I will go to see the abandoned hero Arash. You stay here." Durin said.

"Eh?"

"It's convenient to do things alone. And with the changes in this world, I think I need to recruit some ancient heroes." After Du Lin finished speaking, he ignored Hei Zhen's unhappy expression and walked over ahead of time.

When they came to Arash's camp, although the Persian king's attitude towards Arash was suspicious of "the rabbit is dead, the lackey is cooking", the two guard soldiers still tried their best to protect their brave man's last life.

Du Lin evaded the guards from the flanks of the tent, and when he entered the tent, he saw Arash lying in front of the wooden stone bed, looking up at the top of his head.

Arash, whose body was covered in blood, shifted his eyes slightly while breathing weakly: "Who are you?"

"The blood is collected, the leather armor is cut into hundreds of pieces, and this bow can be summoned as a holy relic. Assuming that one summoning needs to use one percent of my magic power, I can summon it at least 100 times. attack……"

Ash: "..."

The unknown soldier who came was talking about some holy relic, waiting for his broken body to be used after his death.

Was his consciousness so weak that he was hallucinating?

"However, we also met once, and I am a little ashamed to really use your real corpse."

Arash stared at the young man in military uniform, but he didn't have the slightest military look on his body, and said, "You...are you not a Persian soldier?"

He didn't think that he, who had lost his value, was worthy of the king's deliberate action.

As for acquaintance with him, he clearly has not seen this person.

"Of course not! That king is now immersed in the joy of harvesting Turku's treasures, and has no time to take care of you." Du Lin had a faint smile on his face: "It's really ironic. After saving a country, in the end The rest of his life turned out to be lying alone in a tent waiting to die."

"It's also good to realize the end of the life process." Arash replied.

At the end of his life, he was not very willing to think of some messy things.Under the admiration of the Persian army, he completed his mission and died a worthy death.

"What if I could keep you alive?"

Arash forced a smile: "Although I don't know who you are, I accept your intentions. My own body is very clear. Although I can still speak now, the passing of vitality is only a moment. "

"You underestimate me too much. How can I say that I was also a magician who went in and out of the root." Du Lin spread his hands and said.

"...A person who has reached the apex of magic?" Arash said sincerely, "I am so lucky to be able to meet such a great person at the end of the rest of my life."

"Why don't we come to an agreement, I'll recover your injuries, how about you work for me for a while? This world is beyond my imagination, and I have to gather some troops."

this world……

Arash heard these four words, but he didn't expect that this person came from another world just like them.

Has a new king come again?

"Sorry, I don't think I'll promise you that."

"Is it because of the king?"

"This is only part of the reason, more importantly, I am still a Persian..."

Arash hadn't finished speaking when suddenly a loud cry came from outside the tent and interrupted his voice.

"what--!!!"

Arash's weak expression froze: "The king?"

After a while, there was a burst of noisy footsteps outside the camp.

Immediately afterwards, a general with a loud voice yelled, "You despicable assassin, let go of the king!!"

The sound was not far from Arash's camp.

"Yes, I'll let him go right away."

Whoo, whoo, whoo!

Accompanied by the sound of something being melted by extremely high temperature, Du Lin's ears twitched, and his expression was strange: "It can't be such a coincidence, can it?"

The 'King Killer' they talked about before just happened to appear in the camp of the Persian Empire?

【High Speed ​​Words】

Du Lin compressed the magic to one project, and immediately urged the magic power to inject a cloud of emerald green energy into Arash's body.

"Hang your life for the time being. If I see your king die, your life will belong to me." Du Lin said, and left the camp immediately.

outside world.

There was a bang, and when Durin came out, the camp of Menucheher, the last king of the West Asian Gods, had collapsed to the ground with several brilliant sword lights.

Manuchehl fell to the ground, his eyes widened, the crown jewel on his head was peeled off to the side, and there was a huge hole in his chest that seemed to be melted by high temperature, and hot smoke was still coming out.

Both hands maintain the state of holding an object.

It's the most appropriate name to call it 'I'll never die with my eyes closed'!

General Qi Qi of the Persian Empire surrounded the camp, and Qi Qi glared angrily: "I can't spare you!"

Beside Manuchehl, there is also a petite blonde girl.

She was wearing cheap and rough sportswear, a blue 'X'-shaped peaked cap, a blue scarf around her neck, and a blue-white holy sword in her hand.