Chapter 319 Prisoner of War (4)
As Earl Munez, he was a one-man.
The superiors turned away.
Roman Dmitry came out to the extreme.
Caught in the middle, they shouted to bring prisoners to survive in a situation where their lives were in danger.
As a result.
“… We have brought all the prisoners.”
In place of the dead Baron McHeaton, another eastern nobleman, the Baron Brighton, spoke with a terrified face.
It had to be.
The prisoners brought in at first were still in good condition, but the condition of the prisoners brought in now was very miserable.
The atmosphere was chilly and frozen.
Dmitri’s soldiers watching the situation through Roman Dmitri couldn’t hide their anger.
prisoners.
These are people who were once colleagues.
His rough breathing and his pursed lips were ready to pull out his sword and run away if given an order.
among them.
Lucas stepped forward and said.
“It does not match the roster identified by the Information Guild. There are still prisoners who are not here.”
“okay?”
Moment.
The atmosphere became more brutal.
The fact that he was still lying made the soldiers stare at him as if to kill him, and the Baron Brighton waved his hand in amazement.
“Oh no. I really brought everything. I don’t know what criteria the list was made on, but… … If the prisoners are not here, they must have died before then. They never died because of us. As you know, aren’t many prisoners of war physically unwell from the time they were first captured? Such people soon became ill and died.”
He knew too.
It is a lie that will soon be discovered.
Other prisoners present witnessed the torture and death of the prisoners, but in order to overcome the crisis in front of them, they spat out whatever came to their mind.
In fact, many died from war injuries.
But whatever the truth was, it seemed like it shouldn’t be revealed that he had been tortured to death.
Roman Dmitry inspected the prisoners.
Everyone was a mess.
It was clear that they were having a hard time with their past, but they showed complicated expressions at the fact that Roman Dmitri had come to save them.
I was happy and relieved that I was alive, but I was sad and painful at the thought of my comrades who had died.
I can’t put into words how I feel right now.
The gaze stopped.
Looking back at the man who was believed to have been tortured most recently, he said, looking back at Baron Brighton.
“It looks like torture to my eyes. If so, many of those not here must have died from torture.”
I was speechless.
There was no excuse.
While Baron Brighton rolled his eyes, Roman Dmitri approached the man.
“Carol. What has happened to you in the meantime?”
* * *
When I first said that I was releasing the prisoners.
People including Carol doubted the reality in front of them.
“Roman Dmitri crossed the border to save you. You can be happy. You will return to Dmitri.”
My heart sank.
I couldn’t believe it.
Even when they boarded the wagon for escort, people couldn’t accept that this was reality.
“… Did you really come to rescue us after receiving that brief call?”
I was stunned.
Carol’s magic communication.
It was only connected for about 3 seconds, and due to the unstable communication state, words could not be conveyed properly.
So the prisoners fell into despair.
Carol risked her life to live her last chance, and I was convinced that it was over, thinking that it was a total failure.
What kind of future awaits them?
In a quarry where harsh labor is forced, he will live without a name and die.
however.
Dmitri has come to the rescue.
They felt a sense of resentment at the fact that they had not been abandoned.
“… Thank you very much.”
“Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”
no wagon.
Crying broke out.
People who used to say that men don’t cry when they were healthy started crying like children.
I didn’t know how to stop crying. Thank you very much.
It could have been overlooked if Carol’s magic communications were not taken seriously, but Roman Dmitri showed interest in the possibility of an emergency.
And when he became convinced that there were prisoners of war, he boldly crossed the borders of Cronus and demanded them.
They knew too.
that it is not an easy decision.
The country’s leaders handled everything carefully because of their political interests, and usually made the sacrifices of a few, especially when it came to war.
Think about it.
It is not possible to put countless people at risk in order to save hundreds of people who are not sure whether they are dead or alive anyway.
For that reason, common people were often trampled helplessly like insignificant ants.
prisoner of war.
It’s a sensitive issue.
Knowing that, Roman Dmitry showed through his actions that he was prepared for war from the beginning.
crossed the border
I drew my sword.
His strong will to get his people back, even to the point of war, returned the prisoners to their place.
And now.
“Carol. What has happened to you in the meantime?”
gaze at yourself.
Carol’s eyes twitched.
I am grateful just for the fact that I came to save him, but Roman Dmitri remembered his name and asked me about what had happened.
I don’t remember ever having a personal conversation.
Then, since it was said that he had studied for the moment, he burst into tears covering his face with emotions rising.
that one
he is my master
Carol, who was strong even during the torture, spoke of what had happened with a face covered in tears.
“… I was tortured. Abused. They treated us like animals and forced us to work day and night in the quarry, and severely whipped us if we showed any signs of rest. Lord. I still can’t forget the image of a colleague who died under a stone next to me. The demonic Cronus Empire mocked him and spit in his face as he shouted out of breath and asked for help. So I risked my life. We wanted the master to save us from the abyss of despair, so we grabbed the magic communicator and announced the existence of the prisoners.”
My voice trembled.
He was getting more and more excited and cried out as if he were vomiting out the pain he had suffered.
“Do you know what was the most painful thing while plucking my fingernails, toenails, and skin gouging? Kronos’ lies turned my insides. Dmitri could not accept the fact that the despicable Cronus was hiding the truth and negotiating a truce when he was not a country that would abandon its people.”
that was a complaint
It’s not a well-organized word.
It meant listening to what had happened in the past.
Like a child running to his father to tell him, Roman Dmitri seemed like such a person to Carol.
how much did you vomit
The crying dried up.
I cried so much that I couldn’t even raise my voice.
Roman Dmitry listened to the complaint until the end.
With the exception of the two, the soldiers of Cronus did not dare to open their mouths in the silence.
It seemed like it had to be.
Just looking at it took my breath away.
Finally.
Roman Dmitri asked when Carol had let go of all her emotions.
“Who made you that way?”
at that point.
Carol turned and pointed at a man.
That guy is right.
It was Jason.
* * *
Jason’s face was stained with embarrassment.
He hurriedly tried to explain the situation that had befallen him, but at the moment he screamed in terrifying pain.
Flash.
“Cheak!”
The hand that had been shaking hands flew away.
As he tried to run away with a terrified face, his Achilles tendon splattered blood and he lost his balance.
Quadang!
rolled across the floor
Because he lost his hand, he couldn’t support the ground, and his Achilles tendon was cut, so when he tried to get up, he slammed his face into the ground several times like a newborn calf.
My body trembled.
Even when he was torturing Carol, he did not expect that he, who had an absolute advantage, would fall into this form.
Roman Dmitry.
I walked over to Jason.
Baron Brighton dropped his steps between the two and spoke desperately.
“Please. Stop now. Didn’t you listen to all the demands to bring the prisoners?!”
snap.
He grabbed Jason’s hair.
As he was knocked to the ground several times, Jason, bleeding from his forehead, showed tears and runny nose in fear.
“This crap tortured my people. if so, the same. No, I have to pay more than that.”
There was no compromise.
Roman Dmitry took up a dagger.
It was from then.
A terrible situation was created.
He cut off Jason’s flesh while still alive, and pressed his face as he struggled and asked for help.
Resistance meant nothing. slowly very slowly
Roman Dmitri chose the most painful method of torture while maintaining Jason’s life.
Methods such as bone grafting were a luxury for this guy.
Only a method of torture in which visible blood splattered could destroy the body and mind at the same time.
above the castle wall.
The soldiers of the Cronus Empire shut their mouths.
screams rang out
Blood spattered.
I looked away.
I couldn’t bear to look straight at the torture of the living.
however.
None of Dmitri’s soldiers looked away.
He accepted the cruel aspect of Roman Dmitri as it was.
they knew
that that cruelty does not threaten them.
That’s why they watched until the end without turning a blind eye to the person they followed as they avenged Carol.
yet.
Jason’s body limp.
Roman Dmitri got up from his seat and brushed his bloodstained hair.
And then.
“Count Munez. Contact your superiors right now.”
He looked up at the top of the castle wall and showed a bloody smile.
* * *
Magic communication has been established.
The Marquis of Memphis, who was informed of the situation, spat out a hard voice over the communicator.
[Roman Dmitry. It’s not enough to invade the border without warning, and I think it’s an act that crosses the line quite a bit to kill the people of the Kronos Empire. If you stop even now Let’s admit some of our responsibility for not properly managing our subordinates and finish the job now.]
A series of processes.
Crossed the line.
If only Baron McHeaton had been held accountable in an appropriate way, the Marquis of Memphis would not have been so angry.
The problem was the process.
They unilaterally invaded the border and killed Baron McHheaton and Jason in front of everyone.
It’s also very painful.
The sight of Baron McHeaton swollen from being slapped and Jason writhing in pain touched the pride of the Cronus Empire.
How long will you be patient?
It was like testing my patience.
Roman Dmitri spoke at the voice of the Marquis of Memphis, seething with rage.
“It is not up to you to decide whether or not to stop. this case. Regardless of whose responsibility you have concluded within, those excuses do not matter to me. Now, I’ll give you a chance to prove your sincerity. I intend to kill everyone in the front line of defense in exchange for the lives of my people who died under torture. Even then, if you want to admit your fault and maintain the armistice, then we will burn down this place and then resign.”
[Why are you doing this? They recovered all of Dmitri’s captives and even brutally killed those involved. Is this not enough!]
He laughed.
With a smirk, he relayed his sincerity to the Marquis of Memphis across the telecommunication line.
“That’s how you know. There must be a precedent against me or anything that doesn’t end properly, so you won’t think that you can end the situation with an excuse that isn’t the same from now on.”
[Such a crazy bird… .]
Took.
Communication was cut off.
and.
“Kill all enemies.”
At the calmly spoken command, Dmitri’s soldiers charged at once.
