Type-Moon, a human love simulator

Chapter 30 I ask you, is it worth it?

This roar seemed to stir up a thousand waves. Dense footsteps came from the dense forest. Large groups of Angsa people gathered. In less than ten seconds, more than a thousand people gathered.

Yes, they were searching for Nimed, and Hengist was delayed in this way, losing the best opportunity to escape.

In fact, even without a boat, with Hengist and Horsa's physical strength, they could swim back to the kingdom of the humble King Vortigern, or even swim directly back to Europe.

But after being stopped by Nimed, the surrounding Ansa people had gathered together. Although Hengist was very strong, he was not strong enough to fight against more than 3,000 enemies.

Hengist's face turned livid, he drew his weapon and said, "Let Horsa and I go, and I will leave you all the treasures that my two brothers have accumulated over the decades. That is a treasure that is enough for each of you to become a lord."

No one answered. There was only the sound of footsteps coming from all around, as if more people were walking towards this side quickly.

This sound, like the gnawing of snakes and insects, doubled the psychological pressure on people, but Hengist still did not give up and was ready to continue to speak and seduce these Ansa people in exchange for his own chance of survival.

This is not impossible. Hengist has been able to get to where he is now precisely because of his clever words.

But at this moment, Nimed drew his weapon and shouted, "Dear father, there is no need to say more. They hate us to the core and will never compromise. They are all pagans bewitched by the damned false Saint Kelar!"

It would have been better if they hadn't said that. When they heard Nimed insulting Kelar, the surrounding Ansa people no longer waited for friendly forces, but launched an attack directly.

Almost all of the people under Nimed were Kelar's most devout followers, while those executed by Hengist were potential traitors who would be attracted by interests.

Those potential traitors usually shout the loudest, as if they are the ones who most support Kelar's ideas, but when it comes to a real fight, these people will shrink behind those brave men who dare to fight.

Nimed would not let such a thing happen, and would not let Kelar sigh in the future, "Why are you the only ones around me? Are all the good people dead?"

But Hengist was not an easy person to deal with. It would be a big mistake to think that he gained his position by begging for mercy from Vortigern.

Hengist's strength is not particularly strong, just the level of a first-class heroic spirit, but when he is with his brother Horsa, the strength he can exert increases exponentially.

Why did Hengist take Horsa with him to meet the humble king even though he knew that Horsa's words were unreliable?

Because Hengist believed that by being with Horsa, even if Vortigern attacked, the two brothers would be able to find a chance to retreat.

The decades of tacit understanding between the two brothers have made the strength they can unleash when they join forces far surpass that of a first-rate heroic spirit. Both brothers will reveal flaws when attacking, but these flaws will be erased by the other's attack.

These two people were clearly attacking with all their might without considering their own defense, yet they had no flaws at all. This undoubtedly conformed to the principle of killing by attacking instead of defending.

The fight was short, but Hengist and his companions had already inflicted heavy casualties on these educated Onsa people. Despite this result, Hengist's keen spiritual sense made him feel a sense of crisis like a thorn in his side.

In such a dangerous time of war, Hengist had no time to think about the source of the crisis and could only attribute it to the oppressive feeling brought by the monster Kelar.

"Horsa, there is no time to bother with them!" Hengist could not help but shout, "Let's go! It will be too late if we don't leave now! When we return, the humble king will make the decision for us!"

Hengist took the time to give Horsa a look, and with decades of tacit understanding between the two brothers, Horsa instantly understood what his elder brother meant.

(No need to go back to the King, let's swim directly back to Gaul!)
Just as the two men's eyes met, Nimed was suddenly hit by a sword in the chest. He let out a scream and his body tilted over, just blocking the path of Horsa's sword.

Horsa hesitated. If he chopped down with his sword, Nimed would be cut in two, and his sword force would be interrupted, which might expose his eldest brother's flank. In addition, Nimed was his eldest brother's adopted son, and Hengist hadn't had a son for decades. He might really have to rely on this heroic young man to support him in his old age.

There is only a thin line of conflict between lightning and flint. If the sword hesitates for a moment, the murderous intent of the attack will be restrained. When the murderous intent disappears, the strength will naturally dissipate.

Hengist thought to himself that something was wrong and could not help but shouting, "Horsa, don't worry about it. You are my most important relative!"

Isn’t it said that Nimed found a good opportunity?
If he stood in front of Hengist, he would definitely be hacked to death by Hengist, because Hengist would not put himself in danger for an adopted son.

But Horsa respected his elder brother very much, and the decades-long relationship between the two brothers was not fake. When he saw Nimed, Horsa subconsciously considered his elder brother's feelings.

In Hengist's heart, the adopted son is definitely not as important as his younger brother, but Horsa will subconsciously think of his brother and miss the opportunity, or it is too late to know it now.

There was a flaw in the smooth swordsmanship. There were enemies on all sides and they would naturally not miss this flaw. Between killing Nimed and killing Horsa, almost all the Ansa people chose to attack Horsa.

In an instant, Horsa was pierced by thirteen sharp blades. He used up his last bit of strength, grabbed Hengist's clothes, and threw him out: "Brother, go!"

The physique of the people of the Age of Gods is very strong, especially the heroic units. If Horsa fights back at the end of his life, he can at least behead all the dozen or so people who besieged him.

But with his last breath, he did not choose to seek revenge, but chose to help his brother escape.

Hengist was heartbroken, his brother of decades past died in front of him, sadness and anger filled his soul, but a man like Hengist would never be swayed by emotions, he did not resist his brother's final help, but followed this force and prepared to break through.

But it is still Nimed, still Nimed.

He blocked Hengist's path. With no weapons in his hands, he put his hands on his chest and used all his strength to block Hengist.

Although he was also pierced through the chest by Hengist's sword, it blocked Hengist's last chance of survival.

Without his close brothers, Hengist, who was left alone, was unable to fight against the siege of thousands of people. There were enemies on all sides and he had no way to resist.

In an instant, Hengist was bleeding profusely and looked extremely miserable, with wounds all over his head, body... Looking at the Ansars around him who wished he would be torn to pieces and wanted to cut him into pieces, his mind had never been clearer than it was now.

"So it's you! Yes, it can only be you!"

Hengist understood everything in an instant. He let out a long sigh, and when the sword was about to be drawn, he looked at the young man who had put him in a desperate situation, the young man whom he loved and was even willing to trust.

He did not show any resentment or hatred, but looked at Nimed with pity and admiration, and asked, "Is it worth it?"

Is it worth it?

I don’t know, and no one knows what he is asking.

Hengist was destined to never get an answer to this question.

(End of this chapter)