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Chapter 143 - Chapter 72: Pursuit (Revised)

When Lancer opened his eyes, he was in a world of ice and snow. The crystal clear ice surface even allowed him to see his own face. Suddenly, he wanted to stand up but fell towards the front right.

"Bang~!"

It was at this time that he noticed he had lost his right arm, and then his memories came flooding back like a tide, and he finally recalled everything that had happened before.

His battle with Esdeath, the sudden entry of Honest, and the fact that the other party was teleported out of the battlefield during his 'dying blow'.

'That guy should be dead by now. The only way to survive that kind of potent poison is with a specific antidote, besides withstanding it with a powerful body.'

His goal was finally completed, and he also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had lost his right arm, there would always be a solution in the countless worlds. The matter had already happened, and instead of dwelling on his right arm, he should think about how to solve it.

After supporting himself with one hand and standing up, he picked up the 'cape' fragments that were under him and simply bandaged his right shoulder. But it was at this time that he discovered a figure that should not have been there.

"Leone?"

Leone, who was covered in injuries, was lying in the distance, and even further away were countless strange 'icebergs'. Some of the icebergs that hadn't been deformed yet showed that they were originally the 'ice dangerous species' that Esdeath had created.

Instantly, all the clues were connected.

It must have been Leone who came here to find him, and then discovered the ice dangerous species around him, and then fought with these ice dangerous species to protect him.

To be honest, in Lancer impression, although Leone had learned to fight from Esdeath for a while, her actual combat power was only about the same as an ordinary adult male soldier...

Suddenly, he saw Leone 'waist'. It was at this time that he noticed an unfamiliar belt there. When Esdeath 'returned her to him' before, he hadn't paid too much attention, but now that he thought about it, wasn't this the Imperial Armament she had in the 'original plot'?

'So she defeated these ice dangerous species with the Imperial Armament?'

"Leo..."

He reached out his hand to pick her up, but he froze completely, because he found that there was something wrong with her body, it was like 'ice'.

'Crack~ Crack~'

A sound so small it was almost inaudible constantly entered his ears.

"Impossible! Impossible!! It's impossible!!!"

Even though Lancer kept mumbling, he couldn't stop it. Before his very eyes, Leone body gradually collapsed and finally turned into ice dust. It felt as if the other party had specifically waited for him to wake up to see him one last time.

"No! Don't! Don't!!"

His only remaining left hand kept waving in the air, but he couldn't grab anything. Tiny ice particles danced around his body until he couldn't even find their traces.

Since that battle, the battlefield where Lancer and Esdeath were had been sealed off. The reason was simple: the ice dangerous species inside were simply too dangerous, and the maze-like terrain that was enough to make people dizzy was even more overwhelming. However, several teams were still arranged to patrol around the battlefield.

The person in charge of today's patrol team was Bulat. At this time, he was not in a very good mood. He had always hoped to have a match with Lancer, but the final battle was too sudden. Although they had killed several Imperial Armament users, unfortunately, the 'culprit' still escaped in the end.

But even though he was in a low mood, he couldn't ignore his job, and it was at this moment that he heard a sound of ice scraping.

"Is it those ice dangerous species? Be careful! Get ready for the enemy!"

Following Bulat's command, the team members also formed a formation according to the rehearsal, but then Bulat's eyes widened, because the person walking out of the depths of the ice field was not the dangerous species they expected, but Lancer, who was wrapped in a somewhat tattered red cape.

"General Lancer?!"

Bulat couldn't help but widen his eyes. You have to know that half a month ago after the battle, the emperor had personally presided over his funeral!

"Bula...t?"

The somewhat swaying figure also asked back in a hoarse voice after hearing Bulat's shout.

"It's me! General Lancer!! I'll go call Captain Liver right away!!"

After that great battle, Liver was temporarily appointed as the administrator of the city that Honest had occupied. Normally, he would be in his office dealing with government affairs, but today he was uncharacteristically leaning back in the bathroom.

"Lancer, how long has it been since we took a bath together like this?"

"It should be... about half a year, right?"

"Yeah, almost half a year. Back then at the western fortress, the thing we looked forward to the most after every mission was to take a bath together in the bathroom, just like now."

"..."

Liver was not a talkative person normally, but looking at the dejected Lancer, he had to come out to 'comfort' the other party.

"You already told me about what happened before. It might be a bit cruel to say this at this time, but I still have to say it — you shouldn't be dejected yet, because Honest is still alive!"

But Liver didn't expect that as soon as he spoke, Lancer, who had a deathly silence on his face, reacted very violently.

"Impossible! I put poison on the spearhead! Not even a dangerous species could survive that kind of potent poison!"

Lancer words made Livers expression immediately become serious.

"But in the end, he did lead the rebels to transfer, that's a fact... Could it have been a decoy?"

"Whether it was a decoy or not! I want him to be buried with Leone!!"

With Lancer somewhat ferocious expression, Liver immediately felt that the temperature in the bathroom was starting to drop, and he also noticed the ice particles appearing at Lancer broken arm.

But he didn't say anything about it. No matter what, his initial goal was achieved. When he saw Lancer, he was shocked, because he had seen similar expressions more than once. When people's family members were killed or abducted by foreign tribes, they almost all showed this kind of expression.

And for these people, 'hatred' was the best 'medicine', because no matter what they turned into because of hatred, at least they were changing, and not completely turning into walking corpses like they were now, and there was no doubt that Lancer was in a similar situation.

After leaving the bathroom with Liver, he immediately asked for the location information about 'Honest' from him, and then he left directly. Liver had hoped that the other party would go back to the imperial capital first, but it seemed unlikely.

Helpless, he could only write a report and send it to the imperial capital first. This was the only thing he could do. At least he could 'embellish' it for Lancer. He thought that the emperor wouldn't be angry with him for going to 'pursue the rebel leader', right?

In reality, with the failure of the last battle, several Imperial Armament users were killed, and the other party's 'secret room' was discovered, Honest had already lost the ability to make a comeback. He only had a few Imperial Armaments on his hands, and the most strategic ones were also gone.

At this time, Honest was living in a territory in the southernmost part of the empire. This was the last piece of territory for the rebels.

But even so, 'Honest' appeared extremely calm.

Why was this? Because he was not Honest at all, but DR. Stylish!

He had no intention of fighting back. At this time, he was just using the last piece of territory and the resources he had to negotiate with the southern countries. When the negotiations were over, he would immediately run away. At that time, with the emperor far away, he could do whatever he wanted!

Although it was dark outside, his heart was incredibly joyful.

"Honest?"

"Who?!"

Stylish only had time to turn around before he saw a one-armed man wrapped in a somewhat tattered red cape standing in the room, and the man was holding a spear pointing directly at him.

"You don't recognize me? It seems my guess was right, you're his decoy?"

"Who on earth are you?!"

"Me? Lancer, and I'm also here to find Honest!"

At this time, Lancer expression had changed from its initial coldness to a final ferociousness.

"Lancer?! Didn't you die with that crazy woman?! No!!"

"I was originally thinking that if Honest wasn't dead, I would send him to his death again! It's a pity you're just a fake. Be happy! I will take you back to the imperial capital! Until then, you will live well!"

Perhaps because he knew that the person in front of him was just a fake, Lancer completely lost interest.

The empty space where his right arm used to be suddenly lit up with crystal clear light, and then it turned into an ice arm, and the cape that was originally draped over his back automatically wrapped around this arm.

"Stop being so noisy, just be quiet for now!"

Lancer, who couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense, directly froze the other party's mouth, and then lifted him by the back of his collar and dragged him out of the room.

And DR. Stylish, who was originally trying to call for help, could only constantly wave his body around since his limbs were frozen, but unfortunately, when he left his room, what he saw was a bunch of corpses. There was no doubt that his guards had all been dealt with by Lancer before this.

After throwing the other party into a carriage, Lancer sat in the driver's seat...

"Giddy up!!"

He pulled the reins, and the carriage with the Honest family crest on it galloped towards the outside of the city. No one dared to stop them along the way, and even the city guards moved aside to let them pass.

Meanwhile, in the study in the imperial capital, the 'emperor' was looking at the 'ancient book' in his hand with a serious expression.

'Claims to be orthodox... It seems it should be that person...'

He had been curious before about how Honest had so many Imperial Armaments. It was not something that could be collected in just a few years or a decade by relying on an individual, and now the answer was finally revealed. This involved a 'secret' of the empire from several hundred years ago. Although it was eventually sealed and all related records in the private sector were erased, it was indeed from that time that the empire began to decline. Before that, when the empire was at its peak, how could those foreign tribes dare to act like they were now?

Several hundred years ago, a civil war had broken out. A former heir to the throne was stripped of his right of succession due to certain things, and at that time, he was just one step away from the throne. He had even known many secrets that only the emperor knew before that.

But after being stripped of his right of succession, he did not give up, but instead quietly developed his own power. After the previous emperor passed away, he launched a rebellion, used the 'password' he knew to open the royal treasury, and stole a part of the Imperial Armaments. Although that person was eventually killed by the 'Ultimate Imperial Armament', a part of the Imperial Armaments was lost, including the 'headband' used by successive heirs to the throne and the 'Demon's Blood' used by the Imperial Guard soldiers.

The headband could restrain almost all Imperial Armaments except for the 'Ultimate Imperial Armament', and the Demon's Blood was used to enhance the overall strength of the Imperial Guard.

"I always thought those things had long since fallen into the hands of the common people. The Imperial Armaments collected from the common people before were the best evidence, but I didn't expect that the most crucial part of them was hidden by that 'traitor', and was obtained by that ambitious man Honest..."

Looking at the records in the book and the ice maze from the last battle that had not yet disappeared, he felt a chill.

'How on earth did Lancer kill that 'demon'?'

But when he thought of Lancer, his mood became even more complicated, because he didn't expect Lancer to still be alive.

You have to know that during the last battle, the 'Warden' had personally seen the other party's 'corpse'. By all accounts, it was highly unlikely for a person whose body had been pierced by four ice pillars to survive, but the problem was that the other party had survived.

The grand funeral before was both to appease the people and to show that serving the empire would not be a thankless job. At least it made more people know that serving the empire would definitely not be in vain.

But who would have thought that Lancer would survive?

It could be said that Lancer position at this time was very awkward.

First, the other party's strength was strong enough, second only to Budo. Second, the other party's achievements were high enough. Whether it was saving him several times, or the expeditions against the foreign tribes in the west and north, or suppressing the southern rebels, the other party's 'executioner' reputation, while feared by others, also had a tendency to be on par with Budo strength and reputation.

But the problem was that the other party had lost an arm, which was almost fatal for a spearmen. No one knew how much of his strength was left. In addition, because of the other party's death, he had privately 'splashed a lot of dirty water' on the other party. After all, a person's death is like a lamp going out, and the other party had no family, and even his only slave had disappeared. It could be said that he was the perfect scapegoat, but now...

'Ugh~ What a hassle!!'

But at this moment, a rush of footsteps came from outside the door.

"Your Majesty!"

"Budo? Is something the matter?"

Ever since the assassination attempt, Budo had been living near the emperor's study, but even so, the other party would not usually come to him, but would quietly protect him in the dark. Since he came to him, something must be wrong.

"Your Majesty! General Liver has sent a message! Lancer has personally captured 'Honest'!"

"What?!"

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