Catalog of the Lost - a searing epic

Emel had that dream again, the dream that haunted her.

The sunlight shines through the glass into a mud-tiled hut, and his mother, who can't remember it, is lying on the bed with her newborn brother in her arms, while her father, who also can't remember it, pushes him from behind and asks him to hug her brother, and when she picks him up, Emer is nervous and stunned, a newborn life is in her arms, he is petite and fragile, sucking his fingers, and sleeps quietly.

"Emer, this is your brother, Emello, do your duty as an older brother and protect him. "

Emel nodded, but in an instant, his father and mother disappeared, and when he came back to his senses, Emelo had learned to walk, but the first time he set foot on the land was not a small wooden sailing boat sailing on the rough sea, and the young Emel was afraid of the rough waves, but it was Emelo, who said "what a great sea" in the face of the rough waves.

"Do you remember the past?".

A

man in a cloak standing at the bow of the sailboat said this, and Emel could only remember his back, and almost all of what he could recall about this man was his back walking in front of him, and Emel followed him to various places, and finally they got on the boat, through the layers of mist, and set foot on the land within the mist.

Soon after, Emel and his brother Emelo arrived in a town called Lalheim, where the man entrusted him with the local church, leaving him with what looked like a cursed chest.

"Tell me, father, tell me, Arthas, why me!".

Emer roared, trying to get an answer from the man's mouth, but the man didn't speak.

Suddenly, in an instant, the little sailboat burst apart from the middle, and Emelo fell from the crack, into the bottomless abyss.

"Emello!".

Emel shouted, waking up from his dream, gasping for breath, and for a moment his eyes could only see the pitch black abyss, when he felt a coarse cloth rub a few times on his forehead, and his vision slowly returned, and the light of the morning sun returned to his vision.

"Lord Emer, Lord Emer?" the female slave next to him asked softly about his condition.

Emer waved his hand to signal that he was okay, and his face unconsciously turned out of the window.

There were only three men on this short journey, Emer, a slave girl who was in charge of his daily life, and a coachman who was in charge of the horses, both of whom were sent to him by a nobleman named Sly, to take care of his life during this short journey.

It

had been a month since Lalheim's death, and after Lalheim's death, Emel had simply buried her, and then dragged his heavy body all the way east, and two days later, he met a team that was about to go to the front, and someone in the team recognized him, so the whole team stopped marching, gave Emel water and food, and a group of people gathered around him, asking him what was happening at the front, what the enemy was like, and whether he had any new results this time

Emel remembered something he didn't want to think about, so he had to turn his head away.

Through the window of the carriage, Emel found himself walking by the river, which he had often heard from merchants in the middle of the kingdom to the south of the middle of the kingdom that was called Storia, and which was once boasted wider than the sea, which of course was impossible.

Emer looked at the long belt of pebbles along the Storia River, and many huge rocks were interspersed with signposts among them, and Emer looked at them as if he could smell the sweat left on the palms of the Imperials through the stench of the rotting corpses.

How could Emel bear to tell the soldiers who were about to go to battle that everyone but himself was dead.

Two days of hunger and thirst consumed him, coupled with two days of sleepless walking, at this moment Emel was extremely tired, at this moment he was almost decadent, and no longer thought about the meaning of Lalheim's choice, and even when he remembered the name Lalheim, only her intestines came to mind, and hunger even forced the intestines to be eaten food, which was used to draw bread to satisfy hunger.

At this time, one of the soldiers noticed that there was blood in Emer's ear, and the commander of the team immediately arranged for the team's doctor to diagnose Emer, and the result of the diagnosis was that Emel was completely deaf in his left ear, and his right ear had also suffered a lot of damage, and it would take a long time to recover.

What the hell is going on?

Emer couldn't answer, because he couldn't hear what anyone was saying.

After drinking the water of the three soldiers and eating an unknown amount of food, Emer said to the commander of this team: "The enemy is just a bunch of crazy madmen, they are not soldiers, this is a unilateral slaughter of us by a group of wild beasts with a large physique, we can only kill them one by one through ambush, and we cannot confront them head-on." "

Emel couldn't hear what he was saying, and he could only rely on his feelings to make sure that the words that came out of his mouth were in line with his thoughts, but in reality, the commander could not understand what he meant, and none of the soldiers could hear what he said, so the commander took what Emel said as an encouragement to his own team, and he thanked him with tears, thanking him, who was already seriously injured, for cheering him on until this time.

Subsequently, the team left only one doctor and two soldiers to protect Emel back to the rear.

By the time Emel could barely hear the sound in his right ear, ten days had passed, and he hurried to tell others what he had discovered, and he told Slay Gosho, because at that time Slay was a person who had come specifically to comfort him, and Emel did not know that what he had discovered after three deaths and deaths was just a deaf ear to this person who had comforted him, and he did not take it to heart.

On the fifteenth day, the elite regiment led by General Lester went to the battlefield for the first time to sweep and found the broken bodies of nearly 200 soldiers who died in Domanik, a piece of burial in the purpose of the soldiers, and the bodies of three Imperials, among the news from the front, only in Domanik, the soldiers killed three Imperials This brief message, the soldiers immediately remembered that this was the place Emel went to half a month ago, and attributed all this to Emer, once again, Emel became a hero, bringing encouragement and excitement to the soldiers, and then, batch after batch of soldiers who volunteered to go to the battlefield will go to the front again。

Three days ago, Emer received an order to go to the rear to recuperate, at this time, except for the ear, his whole body has basically healed, he was impatient to ask Slay to return to the battlefield, but was rejected by Slay again and again, but finally promised, when the ear is completely healed, he will be given a team of 500 people again, in desperation, Emer agreed to go to the rear to recuperate.

Before leaving, Shlai ordered a coachman to be sent to Emer, and a female slave in iron shackles, wearing only a coarse cloth dress with holes, and her upper body was basically bare, and the scars and wounds were vividly visible on her bare skin, and there was a huge scar on her back from the whip.

Enraged, Emel yelled at the soldiers who had brought the slave and tried not to fight the servants, and at last he asked them for the key, unshackled the slave, medicated her wounds, and put on a new set of clothes.

Back in time, Emer looked at the Storia Yangtze River with a glimpse of land in the distance, and spent the loneliness of this short, special journey, the loneliness was even more unbearable than his decadence, and he regretted that he had not had a heart-to-heart conversation with Lalheim at that time, so that he could alleviate the loneliness that had been bred in his heart for a long time, but now it was too late, and a dead man who had carried him for thousands of meters was forever seared into his heart as a scar.

"Where are you from?" asked Emel as she asked the slave woman, mainly to kill time with someone to talk to.

"Kingdom people, slaves who were captured during the war between the kingdom and the emperor ten years ago. "

Her tone was so bland that it made Emel angry, and before that, he would have yelled angrily and asked her why she didn't rise up to fight, but after these wars, he understood the preciousness of life, and the desire to live should be higher than resistance.

"Do you hate us?".

"I hated you before I met you, but I don't hate you anymore," said the slave woman, slowly approaching Emer, "you are a hero, and your great feats in war have earned you the honor that belongs to you." "

Emer smiled bitterly and said, "Then if I say that this enemy is not worth mentioning at all, what would you think?"

"That can't be, so many people died, more than in the previous wars. "

"The enemy is just a bunch of madmen!" roared Emer, completely lost his mind in front of a slave, who only cared about using his anger to remove the guilt from his heart, and wanted to forget Lalheim's intestines by roaring, "they are madmen! A group of madmen who kill people on sight, and go on a rampage, are just a bunch of wild beasts, and as long as we set a trap and break them one by one, the enemy is nothing." "

"Then why are you still so... Sadness?".

The

slave stretched out his hand and stroked Emer's face, and the gentle caress gave Emel unexpected comfort, and he put his hand on the back of that hand, sighing heavily.

"Maybe it's because I don't think it's worth their deaths. "

"You are gentle, you are brave, Lord Emer, your gentleness is a gift to us, and your bravery surpasses all others. "

After saying that, the slave girl kissed her and took off her clothes, revealing scars all over her body.

Emer completely emptied himself, immersed himself in the desires of the flesh to escape his sorrow, wandered in the gentle countryside where skin to skin, desire and desire intersected, listened attentively to the murmur of the flesh, and did not want to wake up for a long time.

Did Emer wake up when the carriage stopped?

The coachman finally had no longer to endure the sound of the two in the carriage, and wanted to wake up the sleeping two.

"Lord Emer, the town of Lulu has arrived. "