Hearing that familiar voice, the face of the guard in the lead instantly turned extremely pale.

He turned his head mechanically, and his legs couldn't help but start shaking.

By the moonlight, a young face appeared in front of everyone.

Dressed in straight leather armor, his hand tightly grasped the saber at his waist, and his face was extremely cold.

"Han ...... Mistress Hank......"

Several of the guards looked at each other, their voices stammering.

"It's so late, it's not good to patrol, and ...... with irrelevant people"

Hank's gaze swept over the group, his words full of coldness.

He jerked out the saber at his waist, "You're trying to escape?!"

The silver sword was like the hand of death, and the dozens of people who pinched it were out of breath.

It's clear that Hank is alone, but they just don't dare to act rashly.

At this time, a child who looked no more than three or four years old couldn't stand such a heavy atmosphere, so he cried directly.

"Peter, don't cry......"

The woman standing next to the child hurriedly squatted down, held the child in her arms, and patted the child's back with a hand that kept shaking.

The few strong men who had followed Potter earlier glanced at each other, and were about to walk up, but were stopped by the guards, "Don't!"

"Ponte, I'll give you a chance to explain. ”

Hank pointed the tip of his sword at Pont and said calmly.

"You know my attitude towards deserters. ”

Hearing Hank's words, Ponte's figure trembled and walked up to Hank tremblingly.

He looked to be in his early twenties, slightly taller than Hank, but he was such a stocky young man, and his eyes were full of tears at the moment.

"Lord Hank......"

He knelt directly on the hard ground, his head bowed, tears falling from his eyes and falling to the ground.

"Peter is only three and a half years old this year, and my mother is not in good health, she is already seventy years old......"

Ponte lowered his head, choked, and his sturdy body trembled.

"You know, a big rat, it takes five or six guards to solve ......"

"As far as I know, there are hundreds of rats more than ten kilometers away!"

"Hundreds!"

"Even if we have walls and crossbows, we only have a hundred people, and even if we take our lives, we won't be enough to fill it!"

"What's more, there are two or three of those big rats in the afternoon slum monsters. ”

"As long as you stay, it's a dead end......"

"You know all of this!"

Ponte jerked his head up, his nose twitching, his face covered with tears.

"Alas. ”

Hank sighed and put the sword down.

"I'm willing to stay and fight to the death with those bastards, but my family, they are innocent!"

Ponte's eyes had turned red.

"Please, Master Hank, let them live!"

The guards behind lowered their heads involuntarily, and their eyes turned red in an instant.

The women, children and old people next to them had already begun to wipe away their tears.

"And...... Isn't your wife five months pregnant?"

As soon as Ponte's words fell, Hank's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Can you bear to watch your wife and your children die at the claws of those rats?"

"Enough!"

Hank said coldly.

He raised his head and looked at the old and weak women and children not far away, and for a while, he didn't know what to say.

Hank withdrew his saber back into its scabbard, and his previously grim face was a little more moved.

"Are you all willing to stay and fight the monsters to the death?"

He looked at the guards standing in a row not far away, and said in a deep voice.

The guards looked up, their eyes full of incredulity.

"Speak!"

"Yes!"

The guards straightened up with solemn expressions.

"In that case, let your family go. ”

Looking at the young faces, Hank said.

The guards couldn't help but show a hint of joy on their faces, and even the speed of transporting people was a little faster.

"Also, I'll send Shirley over later and help me take care of her. ”

Hank patted Pont on the shoulder and whispered.

"You can rest assured. ”

Ponte wiped his tears, saluted, and then walked over to a strong man not far away and explained something.

Hank looked back at the group again, then walked away quickly.

Alan stood in the shadows and witnessed it all.

He had nothing but deep respect for these guards.

They were able to fly away with their families, but they resolutely stayed behind and faced an almost death-defying battle.

Alan asked himself if he might not have made such a choice if he were them.

Seeing that the evacuation plan was going well, Alan didn't linger any longer.

After taking a rough turn around the town and not finding anything unusual, Alan just walked to the front of the office, but remembered that Old Oak had already tossed it inside.

Fortunately, he remembered well and found the family who had bathed earlier.

"Is she here?"

Alan looked at the couple who opened the door and asked.

"The lord is in there, and the old gentleman is too. ”

When the husband saw Allen, he opened the door and whispered as he welcomed him in.

Mia sat quietly by the fire, and if you looked closely, you could see that her right arm was shaking slightly.

Alan sat next to her and didn't speak.

By the fire, there was only the snorting of burning firewood.

Looking at Mia's exposed white chin, Alan became more and more curious about what it was like under the cloak.

Is it ugly and afraid to see people?

Allen, who was a little bored in his heart, could only make some jokes to make fun of himself.

The magic strengthens the mage's body, so that it doesn't matter if the mage doesn't sleep for days and nights.

But if you want to be unaffected, you just need to take a break for an hour or two.

Alan sat on the chair like this, looked at the graceful figure of Mia in front of him, listened to the sound of the stove, and quietly fell asleep.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Alan opened his eyes.

She is the mistress of this room.

Seeing that she had woken up Alan, her face was full of apologies, "I'm sorry, my lord, I saw that the stove was about to go out, and I wanted to come over and add some firewood." ”

"It's okay, how long has it been?"

With a wave of his hand, Alan stood up from his chair, feeling refreshed.

"About an hour. ”

Seeing that Eren seemed to be looking for Mia's figure, the woman hurriedly said, "That adult is out." ”

Alan nodded, indicating that he knew, and he took two silver coins from his bosom and handed them to the woman.

"My lord, I can't accept that you were born and died for us. ”

The woman bowed her head, a little frightened.

"Take it, I don't lack this money. ”

Smiling, Alan put his hand in front of the woman.

Seeing that Alan insisted on insisting, the woman had no choice but to bow deeply, and then put away the two silver coins.

As soon as Alan reached the room where Old Oak had been, he heard the voice of a woman.

"Your friend is in there. ”

Alan knocked on the door.

Old Oak opened the door, and a few more wrinkles seemed to have been added to his old face.

"Come in. ”

He opened the wooden door and walked into the room.

Old Oak walked a little trembling, as if he might fall down at any moment.

"Are you okay?"

Alan asked, following him.

"Can't die. ”

Old Oak smiled, sat down in a wooden chair, and motioned for Alan to sit across from him.

"I've asked people to clean the office, and I guess I'll be able to live during the day. ”

He looked out the window, it was still foggy, but there was already some light in the sky.

Alan nodded, but didn't speak.

"Alas, according to the Intraroyal branch, tomorrow ...... No, this afternoon, it's the time when the magic is the most active, calculate the time, cough cough, those monsters are also about to approach Graystone Town. ”

Old Oak coughed, his face growing paler.

Is it this afternoon......

Alan's mood suddenly became a little heavy.