Slow 12.3-ABCD chapter: Alzheimer's
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Hathaway pointed to the fifth group of refugees and said to the junior officials, "They're going to your living room." ”
The man with a vicious look who reacted more quickly than the minor official stepped forward and asked loudly, "Why can other people stay, but we can't?"
"Not why. ”
“...... You, you have to give a reason, or we won't leave!", he began to incite other real refugees to shout "Yes, we won't go!" "We have a home, but we are only staying for two days", "Do you really treat us like food?" "This is unreasonable discrimination and differential treatment!"
Heh, Hathaway sneered, and everyone shut up instantly.
She shrugged: "Discrimination, so what?"
"No kidding!" the man stood up and put one hand on his chest in a sincere defense, "We are all human beings, and there is no subhuman race. ”
Fieltin, the send-off —— Hathaway bowed slightly to the fifth group of refugees, and when she raised her head, the cruel, cruel, indifferent and merciless eyes like the top of a snow-capped mountain shook the man's shoulders and couldn't help but retreat. Hathaway suppressed the intense emotions that were about to explode, and said in as calm a tone as possible: "Just as you discriminate against subraces, we discriminate against slave catchers - nothing more than floating objects in the toilet. ”
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How do you know ?—— man was terrified, but without any explanation, he was politely invited out by Fierdin, along with the whole group of refugees.
Maybe it's because the whole world is different today...... Hathaway's expression also became unusual. Watching the fifth group of refugees leave, Hathaway gently rubbed the nail of her middle finger with her thumb, blew, and turned the back of her hand upward, admiring the beautiful sunlight reflected on her shiny nails.
“...... I've finally waited for this day. —the sound is so small that only you can hear it.
Fielting asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Sister Hathaway?" Annette guessed: "Lack of sleep?"
Hathaway continued to sit in the doorway with her cheeks crossed,
Admire the chaos in the streets.
Maybe it's an illusion, but from your angle, you always feel like her back is smiling, even though you can't see the corners of her mouth at all.
The refugees were arranged by the officials of the council hall to spread the floors on both sides of the guild hall. The hall is very large, in fact, even if there are ten groups of people, it is not a problem. Except for a few ill-intentioned people, the real victims accounted for the vast majority, who were tired and sleepy all night, and soon fell asleep on the bunks after a simple rectification. There are no noisy children or injuries here, and it is not expected to cause any trouble for the guild. Anyway, even if the refugees are not there, it is estimated that normal operations will not be possible.
A few of the sinister fellows who were mixed in with the refugees were safe for the time being, and there may be a reason why the guards were stationed in the hall.
It's close to noon,
Hathaway suddenly shouted at the door, "President, please come now!"
It sounds like something is wrong, so you close the book and run over, followed by Annette Fieltin. However, there was no altercation or controversy outside the door.
Hathaway stole to a long-lived old man standing in front of the door.
Hunchbacked, loose-skinned, silver-haired, human-male who looked to be nearly ninety years old, his hands on crutches trembled like the legs of a newborn fawn. Judging by the clothes, there should be some identity.
On the left side is a female elf who looks like a secretary, but unlike Hathaway, the former looks like a combatant. On the right is a middle-aged male human who looks like a bodyguard, a tall and burly paladin, who exudes the aura of the good camp. Many paladins will deliberately restrain their aura, but he doesn't, instead trying his best to show his high rank and faction.
The old man took a stone from the secretary's hand, hey, and threw it at the head of the nezumi leader, but it was thrown less than two meters. He is very old.
"Well, I can't throw it away......," the old man laughed, "and it's a fun amusement." Now, let's get a score. ”
The secretary asked, "How much?"
"Just write ......," the old man trembled and hesitated for a moment, "first go and ask, when did these heads start to be collected?"
You freeze in place. At a glance, I knew that the old man was not an ordinary outsider, but how old and confused did he have to be to choose this time to come to this town?
Hathaway rushed to your side and whispered, "Marquis." The greatest nobleman in charge of several nearby towns. ”
Because he is the lord of several towns in this vicinity, many people, including you, have heard the rumors of the old marquis: he has Alzheimer's disease, and most of the things have been handed over to the only son and a few grandchildren. Since the title has not yet been passed on, this rickety white-haired old man in his last years is the true master of this town, and has great power over life and death.
Call...... Fieltin let out a sigh. She actually thought that she could blow this marquis down with a gentle blow, so she couldn't help but try.
"You're the president?"
You nodded.
"My family has something I want to ask, if it's convenient, please tell me the truth. The secretary shakes Hathaway's hand, then continues to you, "When did these heads start collecting?"
Forehead support.
As the leader of the organization, sooner or later, everyone will wipe the butts of their subordinates. Who has God spared?
How are you going to answer?
A, it started a few days ago. Adventurers hunt nezumi sporadically in an attempt to reduce their numbers. At that time, I hadn't started to make the Kyokan wall, and my head was thrown elsewhere.
B, it started in the first half of the night yesterday. Every few adventurers killed, they would bring it back to make the Jingguan Wall, until now.
C, started in the middle of the night yesterday. After killing most of the nezumi, they began to free up their hands to craft the Kyokan Wall.
D, which started this morning. After confirming that there were no nezumen, they began to go back and collect loot and make the Jingguan Wall.