Chapter 1156 - 319: Jon Zuck’s Death (10,000)
Chapter 1156: Chapter 319: Jon Zuck’s Death (10,000)
It was unclear whether it was Samuel who first saw that writhing warhorse carcass.
The Guards standing around stared at the warhorse’s remains on the ground, roasted red‑black by the heat and steaming white, their faces full of bewilderment.
Just as a Guard was about to ask, the carbonized corpse suddenly split open, and a figure violently burst out from within.
Perhaps because he was drenched in the warhorse’s blood.
And then baked in the furnace heat of the burning forest.
The surface of that body was covered in congealed blood scabs.
At the instant the warhorse carcass was torn open.
A thick stench rolled out, reeking of boiled entrails.
It rushed into the noses and mouths of the Church Guards who had stepped up to inspect.
Compared to the drifting reek of roasted meat from the mountains.
The stench spilling out in front of them made the Guards’ faces all change color.
Even when they copied Captain Samuel, binding blood‑soaked linen cloth over their mouths and noses, it did nothing.
The Guards hurriedly turned away, one after another retching sounds bursting out.
Samuel also frowned, staring straight at the man half‑reclining inside the warhorse corpse, panting fast.
A few seconds later.
After confirming, Samuel spoke, a bit surprised.
"Viscount Jon Zuck...?"
Hearing Samuel’s voice, the Guards who had just barely steadied themselves all looked toward the middle‑aged man in the warhorse carcass.
A face and figure both strange and familiar...
It was indeed Viscount Jon Zuck of the Zak Clan in Kakasong City!
The Guards’ gazes shifted toward the charred body beside him, kneeling on the ground, black from head to toe.
Though his face had been carbonized by the heat and could no longer be seen clearly.
Such a burly, powerful frame.
Other than Jon Zuck’s Knight Commander, Ak Price.
It could not possibly be anyone else!
A bold and terrifying thought flashed through every Guard’s mind.
Knight Commander Ak had hidden Viscount Jon Zuck inside a warhorse’s corpse and forced his way out of the sea of fire with him!
This...
They were standing a mere fifty, sixty meters from the wildfire and already felt sick from the relentless heat.
Let alone.
Ak, the Knight Commander, who had personally endured the flames, his body surface already carbonized!
With burns this severe, they still had not heard a single cry of pain from Ak’s mouth.
Not even a single groan!
What kind of willpower did it take to endure that?
What kind of loyalty did it take to drag Viscount Jon Zuck out, ignoring his own life and death?
Jon Zuck, his expression vacant, gulped in fresh air, his gaze fixed on the distant mountain inferno, seemed not to have heard Samuel at all.
Those brown eyes were filled with a deep fear and dread.
His mind replayed the scenes in the burning forest again and again.
Squads of Guards, Peasants, and soldiers, just to survive.
Braving the scorching heat, throwing themselves into the sea of fire.
But the forest exit that had become a wall of flame.
Those scant few hundred meters of road.
Turned into an Abyss of molten rock, a Purgatory that devoured their lives.
Bodies fell one after another into the fire.
Under the searing heat, they turned into red‑black lumps of charcoal...
Watching the middle‑aged man whose upper body alone showed as he slumped in the warhorse corpse, unable to snap back to himself.
Samuel’s eyes narrowed slightly. His voice rose in an instant, almost a bark.
"Viscount Jon Zuck!"
His voice boomed like thunder in everyone’s ears.
Hearing Samuel’s shout.
The daze on Jon Zuck’s face and in his eyes gradually faded.
His gaze shifted, sweeping around.
At last, it landed on the Cross Badge on Samuel’s Chest Armor before him.
"The Cross Badge... the Church..."
Joy flashed in Jon Zuck’s eyes, and he hurried to explain.
"It was Lord Lynn of Morgan Town who lit the Fire of Lorraine and buried the lives of more than twelve thousand people!"
"Dead! All dead!"
"Lynn is the Flame Demon!"
"As Viscount of the Zak Clan, as the supreme ruler of Kakasong City, I order you to proceed to Morgan Town at once and purge Lynn!"
"..."
Seeing Jon Zuck’s feverish expression, hearing his agitated words.
Samuel and the Guards all frowned.
Perhaps Jon Zuck had been shaken by that horrific mountain inferno.
Or perhaps it was the thrill of surviving by a hair.
At this moment, his mind and thoughts were clearly unsteady.
Samuel ignored Jon Zuck’s words.
Instead he bent down slightly and asked.
"My Lord Viscount, do you know who I am?"
Jon Zuck’s rambling stopped at once.
His eyes, still full of trembling and aftershock, turned to Samuel’s face.
A few seconds later.
Jon Zuck spoke. "Captain of Bishop Semo’s personal Guard of the Kakasong City Church, Samuel Drake."
Samuel nodded in understanding and continued to ask.
"Do you know who you are?"
Hearing Samuel’s question, a trace of puzzlement crossed Jon Zuck’s face.
Not only Jon Zuck.
The Church Guards standing by also looked somewhat confused.
Samuel explained calmly, "Only once I confirm your identity can I bring you back to Kakasong City."
Jon Zuck answered again.
"I am Jon Zuck, Viscount of the Zak Clan, personally enfeoffed by Marquis Duca!"
Samuel’s lips curled upward, and he nodded in satisfaction.
"Good! Very good!"