Chapter 1138: Inherited spell

Chapter 1138 Inherited spell

Ren Xiaosu watched Qian Weining quietly. When he hid the Eye of True Sight in his sleeve and secretly wished him happiness, Ren Xiaosu was stunned!

To be honest, he had thought the incantation might be something like Sudden Stalagmite or Flame Pillar.

After all, Ren Xiaosu had only come across a few types of sorcery before, so his experience really limited his imagination.

He really did not expect the corresponding spell of his incantation to be so strange!

Why did Qian Weining suddenly cry? What the fuck was the principle behind this spell?

Perhaps he was overwhelmed by happiness.

Actually, Ren Xiaosu was not the only one who was dumbfounded. Qian Weining was also dumbfounded!

Qian Weining had joined the Knights of the Inferno at the age of 17 and had fought in more than a dozen battles. Even when he was seriously injured, he did not cry once.

Did someone cast a spell on him? Qian Weining turned around with tears in his eyes and saw that Melgor, the only sorcerer in the caravan, was meditating. Earlier, half of his attention was on Melgor, so he was quite sure Melgor did not make any unusual movements.

Besides, the problem was that he had never heard of such sorcery before.

A paladin was considered a high-ranking member of the Knights of the Inferno, so it was not like they had no understanding of sorcery. When Qian Weining's trusted aide saw his face covered in tears, he felt a little touched. He had only asked his superior to get some rest, but he reacted so emotionally? Where else could he find such a sincere leader?

He couldn't even if guided by the light!

Qian Weining's trusted aide said sincerely to him, "Sir, you don't have to be so touched. It's our duty to share your burdens and resolve your difficulties."

Qian Weining was quite shameless. Although he did not know why he suddenly started crying, he patted his trusted aide on the shoulder and said, "You have to understand that all of you have followed me for so many years. Seeing that the Knights of the Inferno's name will soon be renowned, I know it wasn't easy for us to support each other all this way. So when I thought about how tough it was for everyone, my heart ached a little."

Qian Weining and his men were positioned right next to Ren Xiaosu's group as they were keeping an eye on Melgor.

Ren Xiaosu was within earshot of Qian Weining, so when he heard what he said, he felt a great sense of admiration.

Disregarding everything else, the Kingdom of Sorcerers' citizens were all extremely conniving!

Qian Weining's trusted aide said to him, "Mhm, sir, we know that you care about us. Please don't cry."

Qian Weining was speechless.

The spell was vicious. Even though Qian Weining had already been crying for five minutes, the tears still showed no signs of stopping!

His trusted aide lowered his voice and said, "Sir, stop crying! If you continue crying, I'm gonna cry too. All these years, you've been taking care of us like an older brother. When we got into a conflict with that guy from the Berkeley family, you were the one who helped us deal with it. We all know you were assigned on such a dangerous mission because you offended him while helping us."

Qian Weining said, "Uh-huh, I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me. Let me cry a little while longer...."

Qian Weining's trusted aide was speechless.

Gradually, all the guards around Qian Weining started crying. These people were all Qian Weining's squires. No matter how Qian Weining tried to make use of Melgor, he had always treated his subordinates very well.

As such, everyone could not stop crying when they recalled the tough times they went through together over the years.

The other people at the camp started getting anxious. Their laughter gradually came to a stop as they silently watched Qian Weining while at a loss of what to do.

Some of those who were unaware of the situation wondered if something terrible had happened.

At this moment, several guards came over and asked Qian Weining's trusted aide, "What happened to Commander?"

His trusted aide said in a low voice, "Do you still remember the time when we offended that kid from the Berkeley family? Actually, that was the reason why Commander was assigned this mission. He's given his life to the Knights of the Inferno for over a decade, yet he ended up becoming part of the suicide squad because of us. He must be really sad."

When the guards heard this, they immediately felt sad. They quickly surrounded Qian Weining and begged, "Sir, please don't cry anymore. We'll definitely be fine this time."

As these people spoke with their voices lowered, Ren Xiaosu could not hear what they were saying. However, their crying did not stop.

Honestly, these people were all very tough. Otherwise, they couldn't have survived in the Knights of the Inferno. However, they had suffered a lot over the years. Although they suppressed it, it did not mean their suffering did not exist.

Moreover, they all knew their plan to head north this time was no different from suicide. Now that their commander was leading the weeping, they could not hold it in any longer either.

Just as Ren Xiaosu had guessed, the oak barrels transported by the trade caravan were indeed not filled with red wine but were 60 full barrels of combustible fuel.

They needed to secretly transport these 60 barrels of fuel to Ghent City. There, they would light the barrels and set themselves ablaze together with everything else.

If they were lucky, some of them might be able to escape before that. But even if they could, they would still have to face the pursuit of the Houses of Tudor and Norman.

This mission would probably be their last one together as brothers-in-arms.

So they were essentially bidding each other farewell in advance. Everyone cried as they recalled their past, their brotherhood, and the camaraderie they had forged. Through their reminiscence, their sadness turned even more unbearable.

Gradually, Melgor ended his meditation. "What's going on today? Why did I keep hearing people crying when I was in my inner world? Was there something wrong with how I meditated?"

"Relax, it's not you," Ren Xiaosu assured him.

Right afterwards, Melgor looked at Qian Weining, and his jaw dropped. A group of guards had gathered around their commander and were crying on each other's shoulders. Meanwhile, Qian Weining was trying to persuade everyone to stop crying. However, the more he tried to do that, the harder they cried.

To be honest, no one knew how or why a group of elite soldiers who had served in the military for so many years would suddenly start crying like this.

At some point, Ren Xiaosu even wondered whether the spell he had cast might have had an AoE effect.

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About 20 minutes later, Qian Weining's tears finally stopped flowing. He shouted to his guards, "Stop crying. Aren't you all fucking ashamed for crying so hard?"

When the guards saw that their commander was no longer crying, they gradually stopped as well. Other than two soldiers who could not stop crying, the situation slowly returned to normal.

Qian Weining looked around and explained to everyone in the trade caravan, "I'm sorry, everyone. We were just thinking about a dead comrade of ours, so we were feeling a little sad. Sorry to have caused a disturbance."

Ren Xiaosu sat at the campfire and said to Qian Weining in seriousness, "The dead have passed, but the living still have to lead good lives. My condolences, I wish you all happiness."

Qian Weining replied, "Thank you—"

Before he could finish speaking, Qian Weining and his subordinates around him started crying again!

Ren Xiaosu was stunned before suddenly realizing this spell could really be fucking turned into an AoE attack!

However, he did not notice that Chen Jingshu's expression had changed a short distance away. That was because she knew the founder of the organization she was from not only hailed from the Central Plains, but he was also capable of making people cry out of the blue.

She turned her gaze to Ren Xiaosu and observed him quietly, wanting to confirm something