In Thor's brief life, the old bell in town had only sounded twice.

I don't remember clearly the first time, when I was a young man, I didn't know the meaning of the bell, but later I heard that the enemy was a group of robbers who roamed the wilderness all year round.

The bandits are said to have a complex mix of heretics and evil mercenaries, criminals and bandits, and even a mix of aliens such as dark dwarves and halflings.

They were not natives of the territory, and seemed to have wandered from further afield, and were crippled by the lord's army on Newtown's side, and had to flee to Gray's side.

As they passed through Grey Curtain Town, they prepared to plunder, and a fierce battle broke out outside the town's north gate with the Grey Curtain Protector and the town's armed forces.

It is said that many people died in the battle, but in the end the bandits were driven away, forcing them to retreat into the sleeping forest to the east and disappear without a trace.

The second bell rang, Thor, who was eight years old, had the privilege of witnessing the pomp and circumstance of raising a town against the enemy.

Rugged mercenaries and brawny men stood on the ancient parapet around Greycurtain, throwing torches, rocks, and spears at everything they could to defeat the enemy, and some confident jumped off the parapet to engage in a burying battle with the enemy.

The battle wasn't too intense, and most of the people could barely help except for running around.

Thor was surrounded by a crowd of people watching the excitement, and was fortunate enough to take a few glances through the cracks in the wall to the battle-torn battlefield behind the parapet.

The enemies appear to be a group of kobolds, or rather a bunch of humanoid beasts running around with a dog's head on their heads.

Since the light calendar entered the dark calendar, this backward race has come to the surface from the earth where it has lived for a long time, and has begun a new wandering journey.

In all the rumors of the human world, these villains who have crossed mountains have never had a good reputation.

They have no property, are poorly civilized, have low production capacity, and have nothing but a chaotic tribal form.

Rusty pots, rags, leaky clay pots, they never let go of any rags related to survival, and looting along the way is their favorite.

It was the first time Thor had seen a foreign race with his own eyes, and it convinced him that this world was not just humans.

From the chaos outside the monastery at the moment, it seems that the enemy attack is coming from the west of the town, and I don't know what kind of enemy is coming this time.

Thor had never set foot in the wilderness outside of the town, and the only thing he knew about the west was that there was a Yar pit at the foot of the Grey Hills, which was the main source of income for Grey Curtain.

The monastery is located in a slum to the southeast of the town, and should be safe for the time being. In a short time, however, the chaos in the town had spread to this side, and the streets outside the main entrance of the monastery had begun to be noisy.

The people in the auditorium were no longer in order, the chief priest and several deacons and Melissa and others were sitting in a circle on the reading platform, not knowing what they were discussing, and the people below were also gathered in groups and exchanged heads and ears with panicked expressions.

As he was about to leave, Lorton saw Thor and Shogues standing together, so he stepped forward.

"Do you want to be together?"

The invitation was clearly well-intentioned, and no matter what the enemy was, Lorton would certainly not fight alone, perhaps following his blacksmith father into a group of mercenaries.

If Saul and Shogues are willing to join in, security will also be improved.

After exchanging glances with Shogues, Thor spoke:

"Let's get their weapons first, so that there is room for self-protection and help. ”

Hearing Saul's words, Valle, who followed Lotton, asked nervously.

"You're ready to join the battle in town?"

Usually some fights are fine, but now to take the initiative to intervene in the bloody battle level, Valle has already retreated in his eyes.

Theoretically, everyone in front of them has the obligation to contribute, after all, once the town is breached, no one can survive.

However, in this chaotic guard battle, the addition of a few children will not have much impact on the battle situation. And when it comes to life and death, it is foolish to challenge an enemy far beyond one's ability with courage alone.

In Thor's opinion, the overall situation of the town is not optimistic, although it seems that there are many soldiers to fight, but some of them are just idle mercenaries and hunters, and these guys who fight on their own often have little order and honor to speak of.

The guardians of the major guilds and small towns, as well as the guards of the various families, are the backbone of the resistance to the enemy, but unfortunately the ancient and practical wisdom of unity has long been abandoned by the people in the wilderness.

Thor knew very well that if the situation was unfavorable, the armed forces would decisively fight their way through the gaps and flee, leaving the weak to the enemy and die.

It's not unusual for many towns and villages to disappear from the map overnight.

So Thor's plan was simple and straightforward, wait and see the strength of the enemy before deciding whether to go to war, and if nothing could be done, take advantage of the chaos to find the Kovill sisters and flee into the wilderness together.

Turning his gaze, Thor took a stand by replying.

"I don't think I'm an enthusiastic person, and if I have the opportunity, I'm willing to contribute a small part. But if the enemy is unstoppable, I'll find an opportunity to climb over the backyard wall and into the eastern wilderness before the situation collapses. ”

As he spoke, Thor kept his eyes on Lorton, and he felt that according to Lorton's personality, he might have a sense of responsibility for something, and maybe even stubbornly fight to the death.

Feeling the meaning in Thor's gaze, the usually cold Lowton made a rare joke.

"I still have relatives in town, but don't worry, I'm sure I won't fight to the death. I don't want to be wrapped in a tattered shroud before the bar mitzvah and someone will come up to my tombstone the next year to chatter. ”

Thor nodded, and finally suggested:

"Then with our respective weapons in hand, we meet up near the North End Tavern. It wasn't far from the western parapet, and at the moment the western line of defense should be at the forefront of the entire town, and we had plenty of time to make concrete decisions along the way. ”

Lorton nodded in agreement, and Shogues didn't say anything, anyway, he would advance and retreat with Thor whether he wanted to fight or escape. Although Valer was a little reluctant, he instinctively felt that it would be safer to be with everyone, and in the end he could only agree.

Just when everyone was about to disperse and act.

"Ah~!"

Suddenly, there was an abrupt scream in the hallway to the side of the auditorium.

The entire auditorium fell silent for an instant, and everyone's frightened eyes converged.

On each side of the Sacred Chapel is a turning aisle that can accommodate four people in parallel, with side halls and transepts connecting the way.

In terms of pattern, the aisle on the right also leads to the living area of the backyard, through which many people have recently come to the auditorium to participate in prayers.

At this moment, by the light of the wall of the passageway, one can see an orphan at the end of the corridor sitting on the ground with a frightened face.

He may have thought he was clever and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to find a safe place to hide quietly, but he was startled when he suddenly encountered something around the corner at the end of the aisle.

The orphan was so frightened that he forgot to stand up, and could only sit on the ground and kick his legs quickly, and the whole person fell backwards in horror, as if trying to get away from something, until his back was against the wall of the aisle.

Looking at the orphan's struggle from afar, it was obvious that it was too late for rescue, and everyone suddenly had a premonition in their hearts that something was going to come out from behind the corner at the end of the aisle.

What could the enemy be?Why did the enemy appear in the monastery?Could it be that the town had already been breached!?

Many questions and unknown dangers were imminent, and Saul and Lorton and the others couldn't help but have a heavy look on their faces, and most of them had already stared at the end of the aisle with their eyes wide open, and they were breathing.