Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Lost People

The adventurer's guild "Golden Dawn" has 400 agreement adventurers, plus free adventurers, trainee adventurers and ordinary staff, its number is nearly 1,000, and it was once the largest adventurer organization in the entire Principality of Basol. (Note: Protocol adventurers are adventurers who belong to the Adventurer's Guild, they need to obey the guild's arrangement, and can only accept their own guild's tasks; Free adventurers are adventurers who are not affiliated with any adventurer's guild, and they can apply to take on tasks from different adventurer's guilds, but usually the reward will be much lower than that of protocol adventurers)

Its headquarters is located in the royal capital of Fenggu Castle, and it is a five-story building with a blue rubble roof and a yellow-painted exterior wall. In terms of individual buildings, it is definitely one of the largest buildings in the city, and it is not even inferior to the king's palace.

However, at this moment, the striking appearance of the house has lost its former glory, and there are signs of destruction everywhere, and the walls have collapsed in many places. There were less than fifty adventurers gathered inside, and they sat motionless on the ground, their faces full of exhaustion and confusion, and if it weren't for the faint sound of their breathing, it would have been mistaken for a statue.

On the floor of the hall lay nearly a hundred corpses wrapped in white cloth, which their surviving teammates had carried back from the battlefield. However, these dead were among the lucky few of the many adventurers who died on the battlefield, as most of the adventurers' bodies were mutilated to the point of being unrecognizable.

The so-called war is such a cruel thing.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

In the dead silence of the building, a crisp voice sounded, and Angelbena broke free from her mother's hand and ran in.

After learning that the war was over, Angie Bena and her mother, who had taken refuge in the fortress city, rushed to the royal capital overnight. The long journey made young Angie Bena so tired that she almost fell asleep with her eyes closed, but the thought of her father's gentle smile and strong arms made her try to cheer up and call out loudly.

However, the familiar voice in my memory did not respond at all.

She ran as fast as she could through the halls, carefully examining the faces of each adventurer, and finally stopped in front of Anne and them.

"Sister Anne, Brother Peter, Uncle Arebak! Finally found you! What about Dad? Why isn't Dad with you? ”

After finding Anne and them, Angel Bena smiled happily and asked excitedly.

Looking at Angel Berna's innocent face, the hearts of the three of them felt like a knife cut. Anne bowed her head with tears in her eyes, and Peter and Arebak clenched their teeth and remained silent, unable to bear to tell the girl the bad news that Angel had died.

"Annie, Peter, Arebak, why is it only the three of you, and the others?"

Liz followed Angel Bena briskly.

At this time, Anne finally couldn't hold back the sadness in her heart and cried bitterly.

"I'm sorry, we didn't protect the captain!"

Peter and Arebak also knelt down in front of Lise, tears streaming down their faces.

"How...... Will ......"

The news sent Lis's brain blank like a bolt from the blue.

"What's wrong with you? Everyone is so weird, mom is so weird, I'm going to find my dad, today is Angie Berna's birthday, my dad said he had prepared a great gift for me, I'm going to find my dad! Father! Father! ”

Although she had sensed something strange from the conversation between the adults, Angel Bena still refused to admit it in her heart, after all, she was too old to face such a cruel truth. She screamed and tried to run away, but was held tightly in her arms by her mother.

"Angelbena, Daddy, Daddy," Lis, who was already in tears, choked up her voice.

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen! I'm looking for my dad! Father! ”

Angel Bena clutched her ears hard, desperately trying to break free from her mother's arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Anne kept apologizing and stepped forward to hug Angel Bena and Liz.

After struggling, Angela finally lost her strength and fainted in the arms of her mother and Anne. Tears rolled down her round face, and her father's smile resurfaced in her mind.

Angie Banna, take care of your mother!

The father smiled and touched his head, then turned to leave.

Wait, Daddy, wait for me!

Angel Bena chased after her father's back, crying loudly, but her father disappeared into the darkness.

Why, why, so gentle dad would, it's all those hateful monsters, it was they who took away dad, can't forgive, can't forgive, absolutely can't forgive!

I must,

Definitely,

Kill them all!

With her ninth birthday as the dividing line, Angelbena's heart has undergone a great change, and it is this day that the seeds of hatred are deeply planted in her heart.

At Lis's repeated requests, Arebak took the sleeping Angelbena, and Peter took her to see Angel's body.

Anne left the guild headquarters alone, tears streaming down her cheeks. She stumbled down the road, if it had been a few days ago, this appearance would have aroused the discussion of others, but at the moment no one would have paid attention to her, because of the war, almost all the streets were filled with people in the same state as her.

The brother who loved him since he was a child died, and Langes, who always took good care of himself, also died, and now even the captain Anjef is dead. After seeing Angel Bena and Lis, the sadness that had been suppressed in Anne's heart for a long time finally broke out completely.

Before she knew it, she had walked to her brother's grave and knelt there crying uncontrollably. She hated that she didn't have enough courage to rush forward with the captain, and maybe she would be happier to die at that time than the pain she was now.

"Why are you crying, this beautiful young lady?"

At this moment, a strange voice sounded in Anne's ears.

Anne quickly wiped the tears from her face, raised her head and looked around, and then there was no one in the empty cemetery.

"Crying doesn't solve anything."

Just as Anne thought it was her auditory hallucinations and was about to stand up, the voice rang out again.

Anne turned around vigilantly, and behind her, who should have been empty, stood an old man in a silver ** robe, his silver-white hair was combed quite neatly, and his thin cheeks were like a sharp knife. However, what set this old man apart from other old men were his eyes, which were a pair of pupils that shone with a dark red light.

"Demons!"

Anne couldn't help but scream, and quickly took out the magic staff, but the old man in front of her just waved his hand, and his body became immobile.

"Let me guess, you're crying because you can't save someone important."

"Hmph, you don't have to be so pretty, if you want to kill, you have to kill casually!"

"Haha, it seems that I guessed correctly, but you misunderstood me, I'm here to help you."

The old man took a step forward, and the dark red light emitted from those eyes became brighter, and Anne felt a trance as she looked at those eyes, and then the dead faces of everyone began to appear in front of her eyes.

"Crying is the act of the cowardly, and tragedy arises entirely because of a lack of strength. Because your strength is insufficient, you can only watch your relatives and companions leave you, because your strength is insufficient, you can't save anyone, and the people you cherish will die. ”

"No, no, no, no!"

Anne shook her head in pain.

"So, in order to be able to stop a tragedy from happening, you need strength, power to be able to save others."

The old man stroked Anne's hair and smiled kindly.

Anne, already broken, nodded.

"Yes, I need strength, the power to be able to save others!"