"The Six Holy Spirits were so powerful. But now they're all dead, killed by a human who doesn't even know magic. I really don't know what magic Raul used to kill them!" Marshal Borkin said when seeking help from the Magic Council.

Sitting in the hexagonal earthen prison, I felt very calm. This is probably what they call "zen".

However, what I said had nothing to do with zen at all.

"Hey, you six, have you eaten yet?"

"I'm a little hungry, I want to eat barbecue. What about you? Will you eat with me?"

"Hey, do you guys know about Forging Roses? Let me handle it, haha."

"Melissa died so miserably. I cracked open her head and looked carefully."

"And then I found that the brain of a magician is no different from that of an ordinary person~"

Facing my provocation, none of the Six Holy Spirits responded. The situation was a bit tricky.

So I had to step up my game and use various methods to insult them, but unfortunately my language skills were not good enough. After all the insults, all I could come up with were childish words like "idiot" and "stupid".

While cursing, I also admired the Six Holy Spirits' determination. I was definitely not going to escape now, even if I had a gun, I couldn't quickly break through their barrier. And they believed that I might still have hidden troops, as the person in the middle kept a close eye on the gemstone ball used to detect monsters. They were truly worthy opponents...

Five minutes passed, I cursed until my mouth was dry, and they finally gave me some face.

"Chen Raul, even if you die, we can still get the money when we go back," a tall and thin magician spoke up.

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up. It should be enough for you to capture me, right?"

"If you resist, we'll kill you. Don't move next, just stay in this position."

"Wait, wait. You're capturing me, I understand, but my horse didn't kill anyone. Can you let it go?"

"No!"

"You guys are being unreasonable. The horse is innocent."

"..."

"Ah, poor feather, I thought we could be together forever, witnessing all the prosperity of the world. Who would have thought that you would have to suffer like this. Do you remember, in the past we were invincible, traveling thousands of miles like tigers. You traveled a thousand miles a day, helping me countless times. But today, today I can no longer protect you, and I have also implicated you... Oh, how unfortunate my life is, my wife is blind, my daughter is gone, and now even my horse cannot escape calamity. Oh, my horse..."

As I spoke a series of Chinese sentences, the Six Holy Spirits became a bit annoyed and confused, but what truly bewildered them were my tears.

Yes, as I caressed the horse's head, I cried uncontrollably, tears flowing freely.

"Rapid crying" is my number one useless skill, and it comes naturally. If I were an actor, rapid crying would be a technical skill, but I'm not an actor, so this move is not very useful. However, I have successfully deceived the kingdom once with my tears.

Speaking of crying, it's not that simple. First, you need a spark, an ignition. That day, the spark was the sparkling eyes of the horse's canine teeth. As soon as I saw those eyes, my sentimental nature came up. Is our journey as a couple worth crying for? Definitely. Tears immediately welled up, and they thought I was crying for the horse, but in reality, I was crying for my wife and myself.

"Feather, in the next life, will you be my horse again? Is that okay?"

Feather, who surprisingly understood human emotions, shed tears too! I was almost stunned by it.

"Stop crying! If you cry again, we'll kill you right away!"

"Dear magicians, I, Chen Raul, admit my guilt, but please spare my horse!"

With a thud, I knelt down. If I had to cry for another half an hour, I definitely wouldn't be able to hold on, but the Six Holy Spirits couldn't even last for a minute. A man crying his heart out for a horse would annoy anyone, but it seemed they didn't have any magic to shut me up.

In hindsight, there was an important reason why my little scheme worked. Although the Six Holy Spirits came to capture me, they were reasonable. When I said I wanted them to spare Feather, there was nothing wrong with that statement. Capturing me would bring them money, but capturing the horse wouldn't bring them much. And it was me who attacked the border guards, not the horse. After all, the horse was just an ignorant animal. If it were a few thugs capturing me, they might have killed the horse without a second thought.

However, the Six Holy Spirits are always so meticulous, considering every detail. For example, when I cried out to them about the horse, it could be to divert their attention, or to let the horse find reinforcements, or even to let the horse approach them for an attack.

"You can't move! We won't kill the horse, alright!"

"Then, let the horse go first."

"No!"

"Look! I don't have any weapons now, and I don't know magic. I've already surrendered. My horse is wearing a bit and won't bite... If you take me away first, who knows if you'll kill my horse."

I deliberately stood up and turned around to show that I really didn't even have a small knife.

"Alright! Let that damn horse go, and you stay where you are!" Finally, one female mage got tired of my nagging and agreed to my request.

"Thank you, thank you so much. Feather, you should run now, don't worry about me."

Feather neighed and walked towards the arch on the earthen wall. Before leaving, it turned back and glanced at me, and I waved my hand.

Ah, am I really going to be captured today? It's a bit exciting, the kingdom's prison.

After confirming that the horse had gone far away, the Six Holy Spirits ordered me to stand still and prepared to use magic to capture me.

However, the situation changed at that moment.

The gemstone sphere seemed to undergo nuclear fusion, and the tiny dot at the center suddenly became bright. Ominous white light filled the entire sphere. The Six Holy Spirits swiftly implemented their countermeasures, throwing a quail egg-sized gemstone into the air. As the gemstone was consumed, the hexagonal roof of the earthen prison was sealed shut by a transparent substance with a clang.

In the instant the gemstone took effect, I did only one thing - I whistled.

The Rogue Whistle, one of the top ten useless skills, is the kind of whistle that rogues use to flirt with women. The most notable feature of this whistle is its loud sound, louder than any other whistle. Just before the top of the earthen prison was sealed, a crisp whistle sound was heard, which was a signal for Feather.

The Six Holy Spirits had about ten seconds to respond to the impending battle. Their decision was wise - to capture me first. Two of them began chanting a spell from a distance, and my feet immediately left the ground. My body was pushed forward as if by a giant hand from behind, slowly approaching the Six Holy Spirits.

"Faster!"

The mage in charge of the barrier stared at the gemstone sphere and shouted.

They had already realized that I had another ambush. How could the kingdom's most wanted criminal surrender so easily?

Suddenly, the right side of the earthen wall was shattered, and a woman's face covered in blood appeared. The iconic curved horns of the succubus were broken...

Emerging from the hole in the wall was Feather, with the bit already removed by the succubus. It didn't charge at the Six Holy Spirits who had set up the barrier, but towards me. Is Feather stupid? No, it's not stupid. It's actually so clever that it amazed me. It could tell if its master was in danger. While I was suspended in mid-air, Feather bumped into me and sent me flying more than a meter away, but it fell down itself.

This collision wasn't Feather's full force, it was just to free me from the control of the telekinesis magic. Along with me, two revolvers tied together with a rope fell to the ground - they were thrown by the woman.

"Raul! Shoot!"

The succubus pressed her body and spread wings against the surface of the barrier, blocking the Six Holy Spirits' line of sight. This way, they couldn't use magic to disarm me.

I picked up my glasses and put them back on my face, then endured the intense pain in my right hand as I held the gun and cocked the hammer with my left hand.

The barrier was not unbreakable. As long as there was enough kinetic energy, it could be shattered.

In this situation, the Six Holy Spirits' response was wise. They lifted the barrier magic and spread out, each chanting an attack spell. At the current moment, they no longer intended to capture me alive. The first move was the lethal "Crushing Flame."

A prism-shaped red gemstone flew towards me, and the succubus caught it in mid-air with her hand.

Then, one of her arms was blown away, and her wing on the same side was tattered.

I also fired the first shot, hitting the female mage who could use the barrier magic.

Next came a magic I had never seen before. The emerald gemstone exploded, turning into sparkling dust that fell from above me. The succubus used her intact right wing to shield my head. That dust was either corrosive or poisonous! I fired the second shot followed by the third, hitting the mage who had just taken out a yellow gemstone. The gemstone fell to the ground.

Suddenly, my neck felt a burning pain. It turned out that the succubus's wing had been burned through by the dust from the green gemstone. The fourth shot took down the mage who had just crushed a purple gemstone. This move was the Magic Crystal Arrow Rain. They had already decided to die together with me.

The fifth gun chose the tallest one. At this moment, he had taken off his hood, revealing a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The speed of magic couldn't match the speed of bullets, leaving only two people on the other side.

A rain of magic crystal arrows fell, and a purple crystal slightly smaller than an ice cone pierced through the succubus's body. The pair of triangular willow leaf eyes, filled with a wicked aura, shed two lines of tears mixed with blood. The succubus, who I jokingly called "Tiger B" a few days ago, was dead. The sharp magic crystal on her waist had also pierced two centimeters into my waist.

No, the succubus hadn't died yet. She was using her last bit of strength to prevent the magic crystal from piercing through my body. I understood. The remaining two people must have cast a magic like "Mount Tai Pressing Down". The succubus was using her last bit of strength to buy me time.

After switching to another gun loaded with bullets, I clenched my teeth and killed the remaining two members of the Six Holy Spirits.

The ear was filled with the sound of gurgling blood foam from someone's throat before they died.

The nose was filled with the choking smell of gunpowder and burnt flesh.

My index finger was still on the trigger, but this time there were no living creatures in my line of sight.

After the fall of the Six Holy Spirits following the "Forging Roses", no adventurers dared to set foot in the southern plains of the kingdom anymore.

Chen Raul had finally become an enemy of the entire kingdom. No matter how much money, it couldn't arouse the desire of adventurers to capture me.

A year ago, Sasha and I killed five adventurers just to hide our existence.

But today, I was already seen as the Grim Reaper by everyone in the kingdom.

How ridiculous, I had deviated from my original intention.

"Raul... I'm going to die."

"Hmm, thank you."

"You're welcome."

The succubus's last words were just a casual "You're welcome". It was completely different from what I had seen in anime. People would usually say, "It's been great meeting you" before they died. But the succubus only said "You're welcome".

After arranging the succubus, who was no longer in human form, I laughed, shouted, and sighed until the sun set.

Finally, I buried the succubus's body and lit three cigarettes as a tribute. The few cuts on my feathered body were not deep, and I could still carry myself home. I walked and stopped, sometimes sleeping on the horse's back, sometimes forcing myself to stay awake and recognize the road.

As the sun rose, the feathers on my back nudged me to wake up. The beautiful morning light melted into my vision, and I saw a neat vegetable garden, a red-painted herringbone-shaped roof, and a birch wood table. A little one who reached my waist was writing and drawing on the table. Suddenly, the little one seemed to have noticed me, dropped the pen, and ran towards me with the same walking style as her mother.

But no matter how carefully I looked at her, I couldn't see her face clearly.

Only a pair of brown eyes that shone brightly like stars in the night sky.

The little one reached out her hand and said in a tender voice,

"Daddy."

...

I woke up from the dream, and standing at the entrance of the cave was my thin and frail wife. It felt like we were worlds apart.

She helped me down from the horse and pulled me back to reality with the most ordinary embrace.

I understood that no matter how many wounds I inflicted on myself, no matter how many people I killed, our daughter could never come back.