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www.mpzw.com) The Night's Watch is a defensive force formed mainly by the militia. With Stormwind refusing to help, they are tasked with defending the town of Night, which is forever at dusk (or dawn).

The cloaked, oil-lamp-laden warriors had only one piece of equipment - they had no armor, and their only weapon was a one-handed sword.

One of them, a strange girl named Qianqian, was on duty at the west entrance of the town, but she was supposed to be responsible for the early warning mission, but she was lazy in the grove by the side of the road.

Once the fire is ignited, it will not only attract the undead in the vicinity, but even more terrifyingly, the captain will find out that she is fishing. The night was tingling, and she couldn't afford to deduct her salary even once, so the hungry Qianqian had no choice but to nibble on raw sweet potatoes.

"Raw sweet potatoes are very sweet and delicious, so I am not afraid of being deducted from my salary. ”

Qianqian muttered to herself, obviously there was no one nearby, and she didn't know who she was explaining to. Having eaten enough, she shrunk herself into her cloak, curled up under the tree and began to take a nap.

Anyway, as a defensive warrior, it doesn't hurt to be knocked a few times, but Qianqian is not worried about being attacked by monsters at all.

……

Soon after, a short-haired red Lori dressed as a maid ran down the path not far from the sleeping Qianqian, followed by a large wave of ghouls.

Although Loria started first, she was overtaken by Utqilar in less than a minute due to her extremely poor stamina - you must know that the low-level maid is a kind of maid who gets up earlier than everyone else and works until everyone is asleep, can carry more than three times her own weight for a long journey without shouting tired, and a black loaf of bread can provide energy for three days!

Utkiral, who had a few drops of sweat in her symbol, ran all the way into town, and she even sounded the alarm loudly with ease.

"The undead are coming, run for your life!"

The Night's Watch is outnumbered, and the undead and other monsters can attack from all directions in Nighttown. Their main force is always on standby in the center of the town, and several sentry posts are deployed on the outskirts of the town.

The team of Night's Watch in due west direction ran out of the building, and the captain blew a special whistle as soon as he saw the large crowd of undead.

Three long and two short whistles screamed over the silent night town, which meant that the first line of defense due west was threatened with complete destruction at any time, and the main force was required to rush to reinforcements.

The little maid continued to run away, not stopping until the heart of Nighttown.

"Oops! Forget Miss Pinkhair!"

After spending a copper to buy a large bag of cool spring water at the inn and sip it slowly, the little maid who had been sitting for a long time under the unkind gaze of the dwarven boss finally remembered Loria.

Once in life-saving mode, Utkilar will prioritize himself, even at the expense of his employer. This is the reason why she keeps changing jobs and has always been at the bottom of the maid professional class.

It's rare to meet such a talkative employer, and now I'm looking for a job again...... No, if Miss Pink Fur, who was finally resurrected, is not saved, she will definitely be killed by the angry Miss Anne, and then I should flee to a place where no one knows me and start looking for a new self.

"Utqiral, why are you here?"

The last person the little maid wanted to see now appeared, and the half-length blonde hair that had made her very envious was now so dazzling in the candlelight.

"I ...... I don't know. Utqilar bowed his head and stumbled in reply.

……

I always felt inexplicably long along the way, as if I hadn't shown up for a long time.

Loria, who was riding a bicycle, thought a little strangely that she could even make a four-wheel drive vehicle, so it was natural to make a simple bicycle.

But the forest shrouded in eternal night is too wonderful, a wonderful mess.

On the faintly recognizable road in the hazy night, Loria, who likes the night the most, squeaks her bicycle and hums happily on the empty road.

Pink-haired Lori stepped on the pedal gracefully, and the slow-moving hatred had long been thrown off. It's strange that there are no monsters rushing out to attack along the way, as if someone has lured them all away.

Let's hope the little maid is okay, Loria thought insincerely, and actually left herself to run for her life alone, not knowing that she was the culprit who brought danger with only level 1.

The blue stone pavement took a big turn, and on the inside of the bend stood a dilapidated hut.

Loria was attracted by the mailbox in front of the hut.

Pink Lori, who wanted to stop the car to read the letter, realized that she had forgotten to put brakes on the bicycle, but fortunately the speed was not fast, and the car stopped smoothly after using the frictional deceleration method.

Loria couldn't wait to open the mailbox, and a large number of emails poured out.

"Anyone?"

Unanswered, Pink Lori walked into the cabin with a large pile of mail, lit a small portable oil lamp, and began to flip through the letters.

Throwing the advertisements and magazines aside, Loria opened an email signed by Gerbin to the effect that he had become a master craftsman in Nomorigen, and if possible, she hoped that her old classmates would visit him when they had time.

There was another place to eat, and Loria, who was thinking so, opened the next email, which was also from a college classmate, but it was a person who took a break from school to find his dreams-Milhouse.

In his letter, he told Sù Loria that he had traveled across the continent and had gone to Dalaran. Falling in love with magic, he decided to change his name to Milhouse Mana Storm and wrote to inform everyone.

The last letter from the college classmates was from seventy years ago, and they must have thought that Loria, who had never replied and was an ordinary human, had died of old age.

There is also a letter from Memel, who before his death thanked Loria and mailed a box of pumpkins - the output of the farm he ran after he eloped with Totomi. The letter also mentions that the Stonefields and the Marcoran family have turned against each other because of their affairs, but they do not regret it.

There were no letters for decades after that, and only recently there were three letters from Grandet concerning routine financial reports and books.

There were three thousand seven hundred gold coins in the attachments of the three letters, and looking at this exciting number, Loria couldn't calm down for a long time - this was the first time she had so much money, and the glittering gold coins were so cute, and this cuteness was a bonus to the quantity. Loria even hopes that she will return not in three months, but in a few years.

Just as she was overjoyed and planning to enjoy the money, a voice that seemed to be bubbling with a chill said, "Can I disturb you for a moment?"