It's so dark all around! It hurts so much! I'm so hungry! I'm so thirsty!

Thinking so, the man slowly opened his left eye. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yes! It hurts.

The man lay down, looking around with his open left eye. It was pitch black, there was no one around, and although there was a bit of a noisy and light sound, it was relatively quiet at the moment. The man, who had adapted to the darkness a little, saw many white curtains and partitions around him by the faint light.

Where is this? It doesn't look like a prison, didn't I get caught?

I'm so hungry!

Otilia! Haha, she still didn't succeed in killing me, thanks to my big life, I don't know who saved me, and I must thank you well afterwards.

The woman must be insane, and if she turns herself in, it won't have to be a death sentence.

Forget it, I don't want to think so much, anyway, I am very happy that I didn't die.

The man stopped thinking and wanted to call out to someone, but as he was about to speak, a tingling pain came from his mouth.

Yes! It hurts! My tongue! This bastard actually cut my tongue.

The man moved his tongue cautiously, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah~ Fortunately, it wasn't cut off, but it was injured, but I may not be able to speak for a week, and even eating is a problem. Anyway, where the hell is this.

With such a heavy smell of medicine, it should be a hospital!

No, you have to find a way to call someone first.

The man who thought of it like this made a sound with his throat, but his mouth was bandaged several times, and the sound was too quiet. In desperation, Owen had no choice but to try to get up from the bed.

......

"It's amazing that you can still get up in this situation! Lad! "At night, an old man in casual clothes stood in front of Owen's window.

"Hey, hey, don't be so scared! I'm the doctor here. Hey, then you can rest first, and I'll get you some liquid food when I change the dressing. Then the old man left the place with his hands behind his back.

And Owen was still very frightened on his face, because the old man just now was obviously a demon.

Why did the demons save me.... Maybe it's from the demon side... It's too messy... Anyway, let's look at it first.

In this way, Owen lived here for a month, and every day he changed his dressing, ate and went to the toilet, and there was no one to talk to him, although Owen wanted to go out for a walk, but he couldn't even walk when he lost his tail.

The place where Owen was staying was a field hospital, and there were three beds in the tent, but the remaining two were always empty. In this month, Owen has nothing to do but recuperate from his injuries, and his tongue, which he thought would be fine in a week, is still unable to speak.

"Otilia, I've been thinking about it seriously this month, maybe I've forgiven you, and now I really want to see you! I hope you're alive too. ”

"Otilia, I hope you're alive."

......

"Hey, get up, you can be discharged from the hospital today." The old man woke him up directly.

"You're my last patient, and it's time for me to retire after that."

The man got up from the bed drowsy and listened to the old man.

"Ahem, ahem, I have to talk about your injuries before you leave, although you were discharged from the hospital today, it doesn't mean that your injuries are healed."

"You have recovered very well in the past month and a half, the wound on your back will no longer suppurate and become inflamed, and the same is true for your tail, but your tongue is very badly injured, and you can't hear clearly now."

"And your right eye, that's a pity."

"By the way, fill out this form before you go." The old man handed the watch to Owen.

Owen took the watch, and he was surprised by what it said.

He hesitated, pondered.

"This, this, this is the Majin Clan's discharge form... Looks like I was saved by the Machans? Will you go to jail when you get out? ”

"No, why did they save me... Finally... No, it's getting messy. ”

The old man patted Owen on the shoulder, but he didn't respond.

"Hey, hey, are you asleep again? Anyway, you have so few words! Ah, I'm sorry, it's not your tongue, it's that you can write, and you didn't write anything before you were asked to write down what you wanted! ”

Owen looked up at the old man.

The old man looked embarrassed: "You, you can't write!" ”

"Forget it, it won't be forgotten, anyway, you are the last injured person, and this watch must not be cared about. And the war is over, the wounded units of you are all disbanded, go home after being discharged! ”

"Hmm!" Owen nodded in reply.

It looks like I'm not going to be in jail when I get out, but I still don't know, I'd better be careful.

"By the way, this is my address, if you feel unwell in the future, you can come to me, although I am retired, I can still see a minor illness, but remember to bring money at that time! Ha ha! The old man handed Owen a slip of paper with the address written on it.

Owen nodded again, then stood up, bowed, and left.

......

It's so hard to walk without a tail! I don't know how long it will take to walk normally!

There are so many things I can't figure out lately, and no matter how much I think about it now, I can't seem to find the answer, so let's take my time!

Owen walked with wariness.

But walking in the town, no one approached him along the way, and even the people walking around him left him in fright, Owen was very puzzled and confused.

"What the hell is going on, these demons are sick!"

A grumbling Owen continued to walk aimlessly, but more and more passers-by cast disgusted glances at him.

Owen was slightly worried.

"Do they really know that I'm a demon? Otherwise, why would you look at me like this, it doesn't make sense! ”

......

What's going on? What's going on? What's going on? Yes! How did I become like this, how could this be me, how could this be me. Yes, this person is definitely not me, it must be a mirror problem. Ha ha... Ha ha. How can there be such an ugly person in this world, how can there be, haha, this person's right eye is gone, there are still so many scars on his face, and his lips have become like this, haha! Ha... Ha~

Otilia, Otilia, Otilia! This bastard, this madman, how could I possibly forgive you, no, I definitely won't. You die, you die. This face can't see people at all, even I look disgusting myself, you madman... Lunatic~

Owen fell to his knees in front of a mirror, his hands on the ground, his face sometimes angry, sometimes sad.

......

The King's Heights have been completely occupied by the Demons, and many of the Demons have been taken prisoners and imprisoned for forced labor, and the Demons have also built their own towns on the King's Heights. Another month and a half have passed since Owen was discharged from the hospital, and with the help of magic, many towns and cities large and small have been built. And for a month and a half, Owen wandered everywhere, scavenging and stealing to survive. After more than a month of wandering, Owen relied on his memory to come to the original most prosperous city in the King's Highlands-Saint Scia, but this place has long since changed its appearance, and there are no longer more than 20 meters tall buildings before, and some new low-rise buildings have been built, if there is not a sign that says Welcome to Saint Scia, Irving really doesn't know that this is here. The wandering Owen is not doing well, and he is wearing a tattered beggar outfit with a devil's mask on his face.

Owen took out the note that the old man had given him, using his walking cane, and wrote the old man's address, which was in Saint Sia. These days, Owen's left eye, which had good eyesight, also began to have problems, and he couldn't see things more and more clearly, and sometimes there were black patches on what he saw. In order to find the old man, Owen had to walk forward, and after such a long time, he finally reached St. Sia.

The next day, Owen found the old man, explained his situation to him, and pulled out a few dirty copper coins. But the old man didn't help him much, just simply told him that this was the sequelae of the blind right eye, and if it continued to develop, the left eye might also be blind, and if he wanted to be cured, he still needed to find someone who could treat magic, and he needed a lot of money.

Listening to this kind of news, Owen was not particularly surprised, and it seemed that he no longer cared about this fate.

"Otilia, thanks to you, I've become what I am now, haha, it's really fate, I was made like this by the person I love the most."

Owen just crouched in the corner, doing nothing but looking at the passers-by.

......

"Hey, did you hear that? It looks like another royal family is going to be executed today? The people in the hotel were talking.

"Yes! It seems that one is executed every three days, and all of them are under the Primordial King Elephant in the square! ”

"I've watched it so many times, I don't bother to watch it, it's really not interesting!"

"Hey, don't say that so early! The execution was a woman, so it must have been very lively. ”

"Damn, you've never heard of it."

"It's all spreading, you don't know it yet! Then whether you go or not, there is still more than an hour. ”

The man patted the table and said, "Go! Definitely going for it! I'm going to see what the punishments that the demons used on us are like on them. ”

"Okay, it's only eleven o'clock at night, wait until midnight to start, let's eat!"

Owen, who was eating leftovers on the side, heard all the conversations, and he couldn't help but be a little curious. Because today's traffic has obviously increased, he was still wondering at the time, the answer was known so quickly.

Owen licked the last bit of soup off his plate, picked up his stick, and wanted to go to the square to see who was going to be executed.

......

"Grass, why are there so many people, can't you see who is going to be executed?" Owen was unable to move in the crowd when the man on the torture table spoke.

"Ladies and gentlemen, oh no, participants, the first round of punishment decided by the draw just now is.... Yes..."

"Don't sell it, what's it?"

"Haha, everyone can participate, it's a mess."

"Oh, that's good, so everyone can smash her." There was cheering below.

"Compatriots, there are eight stone-throwing openings around the torture platform, and I hope you will line up and throw stones in order."

Owen, who was in the crowd, knew this process very well, after all, this method was used by the demons to punish the criminals of the demons.

The chaotic crowd scrambled to get to the line, and even Owen was squeezed into the queue.

"Grass, I wouldn't have come if I knew it wouldn't have come, wait, this is an opportunity, I can steal more money, maybe my eyes can be saved." Thinking like this, Owen accepted the fact of crowding and began to enjoy the process.

......

"It's my turn, I have to leave quickly after I lose it, and continue to steal it in another place, today is really a bumper harvest! It's been a long time since I've been in such a happy mood, and I didn't come here in vain. ”

The fat man in front of Owen left after throwing the stone excitedly, he stepped forward and took a random stone from the stone frame, he raised his head, raised his hand, and was about to throw the stone at the bloodied woman who was smashed on the torture table, but at this moment, Owen's heart was full of emotions, and various expressions on his face covered by the mask were mixed.

"Hey, you're throwing it away! There are so many people in the back. ”

The people behind saw that he didn't respond and pushed him.

"You're going to lose it! You're sick! ”

The soldier also came over when he heard the argument here.

"What's the matter, hurry up and lose it, there are so many people behind."

"Why, if you still don't listen to me, you will be arrested or not."

Seeing that Owen was indifferent, he stood there dumbfounded, and punched him directly on the mask.

Frightened, Owen fell backwards, but there were too many people to resist him. Owen was about to put down the stone in his hand and leave, but his mask shattered at this moment.

The soldier who looked at his face looked disgusted, and then mocked: "This, this, so ugly, this injury, who did it?" What a tm to do! Forget it, it's not hard for you, let's go! The soldier pulled him and tried to get him away, but at this point Owen seemed a little angry, waved away the soldier's hand with his left hand, and said, "Wait, I'm going to smash!" ”

Owen raised the stone in his right hand, but felt that his right hand was very weak, and it was estimated that the stone would not be thrown to the execution ground. He gritted his teeth and tried to throw the stone out, but his body didn't want to throw it out.

"Lose it! Lose it! Why don't you lose it! This woman is trying to kill me! This woman—" Owen struggled within.

Finally, Owen put the stone in his hand into the stone frame, replaced it with a smaller one, and threw it weakly at Otilia on the torture table, his wife.

The stone was the most powerless, and it rolled on the torture table, rolled to Otilia's lap, and struck her gently. Otilia seemed to sense something, and turned her head to look at the familiar back. Owen shed tears, tears drifted with the wind, and no one present, except for her on the execution ground, could notice the man's sadness.

Owen didn't look back, he kept walking, no matter what was going on on the execution ground. But he still didn't escape the reality, and that morning he knew that Otilia had been burned to death, but strangely enough, the woman didn't scream at all during the burning, and a smile could be seen on the charred corpse.

The next day, Owen left the place and wandered aimlessly.

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