Chapter 12, Shot

"Nameless brother, where else can we go?"

Erin left the City Lord's Mansion and stuck to my back.

I could feel the tenderness of her delicate body, her arms around my neck from behind, her pretty face resting on my back.

"We can only take one step and see one step. ”

She quietly replied with an "oh".

That's how we left Main Street.

After coming out of the main street, we could feel a sense of chaos.

"Come and have a drink. "The first shed we came out of was the medical shed, where the medical staff treated the wounded who had retired from the front line.

"Thank you, but I may not survive, can you bury the picture in my hat with me?" The soldier, with all his limbs broken and his injuries extremely serious, seemed to be unable to survive, and explained what happened.

Erin and I were stunned, because of the fragility of life, people often feel helpless.

I remember a philosopher once said that birth, old age, sickness and death, flying disasters have caused many lives that should not be left to pass away, so why should we take our own lives?

"Nameless brother, what's wrong with that person?"

Erin asked me.

"He's going to die. ”

I didn't turn my head and just walked forward.

"What is death?"

"To die is to leave this world forever, and his parents, relatives, friends, and lovers will not see him anymore. ”

"Won't he be lonely then?"

"Yes, but if others can't see it, loneliness is not loneliness. ”

Irene suddenly burst into tears, and I could feel her tears wetting the clothes behind me.

"Nameless brother, my heart hurts so much right now, can you help me?"

She began to sob, and finally, she burst into tears.

I led her to the soldier, who had already died, and his soul had returned.

Gradually, she got off my back and walked towards the soldier.

"Are you a family member of this soldier? He's dead. ”

The nurse who had been told what had happened to her said to Erin.

"You, I'm ......"

A person who doesn't know anything, pays homage to the one who is about to die, but, poor her, will not express.

Finally, say "goodbye".

After saying that, he suddenly rushed into my arms, pinched my flesh through my clothes, and wept bitterly.

I think all I can do is touch her head and say comfort.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck the medical shed, revealing the figure of a soldier in the light.

I looked back suddenly, and it was a murderous figure.

On closer inspection, the man's face was exactly the same as that of the man lying on the ground, and he came with thunder, as if it were haunted.

He slowly drew his broadsword and pointed it at us.

The hero city lord is worthy of exhausting the mechanism, and even sees what we will encounter wherever we go.

The set in front of me may have been planned for a long time.

First to exploit Erin's innocence, and then to exploit the soul of the deceased.

I don't think this city of heroes should be called a city of heroes, it should be called a city of desecration.

Blasphemy of the soul, blasphemy of feelings, blasphemy of the only bit of warmth in the world.

"Whew"

The wind is blowing harder.

"Tick tock"

The rain is also coming.

This is a killer move from Zhijidao.

According to the seven emotions and six desires, it is called slashing love.

If you can't cut off the love, you should be killed because of the violent mood swings.

It's like dying of grief and indignation, dying of depression and so on.