No one talks to them, they don't know, or they don't care, many people may never walk more than five blocks in their lifetime, and the area controlled by the Brotherhood is already like a small town, and they don't even think about what will happen after they get out, it's impossible.

For these children around the age of 10, they have endured the hardships of life at an early age, and the first death they see may be that of their loved ones, and then of other people, and they see so much that even they feel that it is as simple as eating and drinking.

If it weren't for the fact that this simple thing had been too painful to fall on them—their senses had not yet been completely numbed—they might have chosen to accept it gladly, thus avoiding all the suffering of the world.

"Be careful, don't be fooled by those tricks, they are all deceitful. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the kid and Jack.

Jack lowered his head, not meeting his gaze, and in the dim shack he could see the fear in the other man's eyes, whether it was the fear of death, or other effects on the matter, such as whether the rest of the Brotherhood would be angry with him because of it.

No one responded positively to his words, and it was a matter of great effort to respond to the peace, so everyone silently took the bread that had been distributed, returned to their corners to nibble, and after eating, they slept silently, just like yesterday.

The next morning, Jack did not leave as early as yesterday, he deliberately rubbed for a while, and only hurried out after seeing the child who had coined the word "werewolf" yesterday leave.

The child still looked like a blank in the shack, but when he came out, he was as alert as a little mouse, and soon discovered Jack's tracking, of course, this also had to do with Jack's lack of concealment.

He made a fierce face at Jack, presumably treating him as a prey rival.

Whether it is begging or being a thief, there is always a need for someone to exist, and the place controlled by the Brotherhood itself is a place where there are many poor people and few candidates, and if there is another peer competition, it is likely that neither of them will get enough money to pay.

Unless they are children who have good relationships and some skills to unite, they are more inclined to fight alone.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to mess with you. Jack hurriedly explained, and hurriedly took a few steps forward in the other party's puzzled gaze, trying to pull the other party's arm, but was dodged and did not continue, and said in a low voice, "You said yesterday that werewolves-"

"Shut up, do you want to die?" the other party's eyes sharpened, glaring over to interrupt Jack's words, looking left and right, the mist had not yet dissipated, and the morning here always seemed to come later, probably because the goddess of the four seasons always likes to sleep lazily in winter.

Even though the Church of the Goddess of the Four Seasons claims that it is because the other three seasons consume too much of the Goddess's divine power, it is always possible to find that the daylight is getting shorter and shorter when winter approaches, because the Goddess has become tired and has opened her eyes.

"Don't mention that word. The vivid expression gave the child a much more energetic feeling, like a statue that respected a new glow, no longer filled with condensed lead.

Jack was about to open his mouth, but the other party saw the unconcealable doubt in Jack's eyes, and took the initiative to reach out and pull Jack aside, this is a very safe corner, the two walls at right angles are enough to accommodate a child to shrink inside, feeling the cold on both sides and behind, and the child who is trying to squeeze himself into it is like gaining some sense of security, especially when there is only one Jack opposite him who looks weaker.

"I know what you're asking, you have the same thing in your eyes as Gavin. The kid who called himself "Jim" didn't let Jack take the initiative to speak, he chattered, "You are all like that, you always think that there is something better, where there is, the fraternity is already very good, we can grow up to be 'brothers', we can control the neighborhood like Ken and them, we can eat meat every day, we can drink alcohol, and there can be many women, but Gavin always thinks that there is this now, he is too anxious, how can it be..."

Jim had a good relationship with Gavin, but yesterday's events still stimulated him, and now he said so many things, but it didn't seem like he was saying it to Jack, his eyes were gray and dazed, and he said: " I couldn't save him, I saw it, he looked at me with tears in his eyes, he was thinking about me for help, he opened his mouth, but he only screamed, I saw it, Ken was laughing, he kicked him, he kicked him with his pointed shoes, I saw that Gavin's stomach was already bleeding some red, oh, I know what it was, his intestines, he couldn't live, there would be no pharmacist to save him, the church wouldn't, those priests, they would never see us, we were abandoned, we..."

In the midst of the tirade, Jim tugged at his hair in pain, but his voice remained quiet, and he was still consciously controlling himself, but the pain could almost be turned into substance, making Jack, who was standing in front of him, feel that maybe he should do something, such as pat him on the shoulder, to give him an adult comfort.

But, soon, he realized that things were not so simple, that something chaotic and crazy was condensing, that the black slimy existence on the ground, which had been so old as if it had been stained with gray, was suddenly bright, bright black, like some kind of black liquid that could flow.

At Jim's feet, where he stood, the blackness was already flowing, a small and inconspicuous vortex, in the vision, it was almost like the illusion of looking at it for a long time, but in the perception of spiritual power, the grinding disc had formed, and it was grinding away the spiritual filaments that penetrated into it.

"Why is it always like this, those demons, they destroyed the village, they killed so many people, why were they able to live so wantonly, why..."

Jim was still muttering, his voice getting quieter and quieter, there was no confusion in his eyes, and his empty eyes didn't know if his spirit was still on the right frequency.

"Oh my God, who is this guy!"

Suddenly, a man's voice caught Jack's attention, and he looked back, like a normal child, with a frightened and guarded look, and saw a man in a red bow tie, the fluttering and bright red made his ordinary face a little red, and the opposite regret was that he did not wear a suit and leather shoes, but a slightly bloated coat.

"The little guy is amazing!"

The man walked over as he spoke, and he was very fast, and he quickly came to Jack's side, his eyes fixed on Jim, and there was a strange excitement on his face.

Sensing the "danger" in the spirit, Jack remained motionless like a dead bug, unnoticed by the man.

The other party took out a whistle, which seemed to be made of iron, and it made a screeching sound when it was blown under the bright red bow tie.

In the misty night, the sound of a carriage came from the fog, and the horse's head faintly appeared, and a condescending voice said: "Ken, you'd better really have something, if it's just to amuse me, then the night will no longer bless you." ”

"Don't be so serious, my brother, since you entered the church, look what you have become, knights don't have to ride horses every day, you night wanderer is just to satisfy your inner fetish. ”

The red tie babbles on completely unrelated topics, and Jim, who seems to have entered some kind of unknown state, does not deserve his attention.

Jack thought in his head, Ken, this red bow tie is Ken, it looks like a psychopath, but it's still quite powerful, that strange feeling, danger but I don't know what danger is, the power he has must be unknown to him, that is, the power of the black soil?

Thinking of the place I saw after crossing the spatial crack, there was probably a certain altar, which was used for sacrifice but something happened, and after the spatial crack was made, the "black soil" escaped, which greatly shared the risk of this world, whether intentionally or unintentionally, in short, the opposite world quickly thought of a way to suppress, because it was in the form of an altar to suppress, and it also made Jack the first to think of the altar after his arrival.

The only thing I don't know is what the altar is about, some god, or some demon.

Looking at that kind of tragic consequence, it is about the demon, otherwise the "black soil" is not the nature of evil, but the ability of this demon should not be called high-end, and the fact that he has made a spatial crack and also escaped his own power shows that there is a mistake in this matter, and it is a bad change.

The higher the level, the more complete the mastery of power, and it is better not to use it at all, otherwise the power used will definitely be able to do whatever you want.

Jack now has more control over his time power, including the way he "sees" before crossing the gap in space, which is also an improvement.

Adjust as he pleases, fast forward and backward normal pause, his progress is little by little, and every progress will not suddenly regress, there is also his own understanding of time, not only operation control, but also in-depth understanding.

Refining is such a process, contacting, absorbing, understanding, mastering... Applying it to a certain effect, like a spell, is just a less commendable point at the very end.

Ken stretched out his hand, grabbed Jim's shoulder, and shook his hand directly, Jim was like a ball being thrown high, even this situation did not awaken his senses, Jim muttered something unconsciously, his words did not know when he could no longer hear the specific words clearly, he listened with his ears, he could feel a rhythm, and with mental power - Jack cut off that trace of mental power with a white face.

Ken on the side didn't look at Jim's condition again, turned his head to look at Jack, saw that his face was pale, thought he was scared, looked at him contemptuously, kicked at him, didn't have much strength, just kicked the person out of place, Jack looked back, and saw that the man who had been revealed in armor and even covered his head and face caught Jim, turned the horse's head, and left.

Knights, night wanderers, and that kind of power, what are they?

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Haha, insist on no spoilers!

Uh,I love to watch without a heroine now.,Anyway,The book shortage is very long... ... If there is something good-looking, everyone recommends it!