"Alas......"

Alan sighed softly, his heart full of complexity.

No matter what was wrong with Old Oak, he was good to himself.

If one day he becomes a monster, will he be able to do it?

Looking up at the wooden ceiling, Alan exhaled hot air and thought.

I guess I can.

But the process is sure to be painful.

Alan suddenly understood what Ranger was talking about as a sorcerer's responsibility and awareness.

Not to mention friends who have only known each other for a week, even if they are brothers and sisters, and the parents who raised them, as long as they degenerate into monsters, they must be sacrificed.

If that's the case, it's just a torture of conscience.

What is even more terrifying is that the resentment and emotions of the sacrificed person will stay with the sacrificer until death.

Alan stood up, took the white towel from the shelf next to him, and began to wipe his body.

Just as he was putting on the clothes he had placed by the door, Old Oak suddenly woke up.

"I ...... Where is this?"

His eyes were wide open and he was in a trance.

"You almost lost control. ”

Alan told Old Oak what had happened, skipping the conversation with Mia, of course.

"That's right, I'm causing you trouble. ”

Old Oak looked down, unable to see his expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Glancing at him, Alan put on a cloth coat and walked out.

It was a small room, with a wooden bed not far away, which looked like an ordinary person's home.

When I walked out of the room, it was a little more spacious in front of me.

Mia was standing aside, her head bowed, still unable to see her face.

At the table next to them sat a husband and wife, who looked curiously at Alan who came out of the room.

"Magician, what's wrong with your friend?"

The man asked.

"I just woke up, I look pretty good, I should be coming out soon. ”

Alan said as he walked over to Mia.

"What's going to happen later?"

Smelling the scent on Mia's body, Alan asked in a low voice.

"Patrol, and, don't get so close to me. ”

Mia didn't look up at Eren and walked straight to the door.

It's still so cold......

Alan was thinking that after so many tribulations, Mia could be better to herself, but she didn't expect it to be still an illusion.

Seeing that Mia had already walked outside the door, Alan hurriedly chased after her.

"Master Magician, you must be well. ”

The woman in the home dress quickly stood up and said loudly.

"Yes, take care. ”

Alan smiled and closed the door.

It's still good to be a hero.

Turning his head, Alan saw Mia standing in front of a guard, taking a set of clothes from the guard's hand.

The guard saw Allen coming out and hurriedly walked over.

"Lord Magician, this is the leather armor that Mayor Angelo specially ordered you to use. ”

The guard also had a set of clothes in his hand, and when Alan picked it up, it was a set of black leather armor.

The style looks somewhat similar to that of a regular guard, but it covers the whole body and has special protection at some joints.

It doesn't have the roughness of leather to the touch, but is extremely smooth.

The leather armor also wears a hood, probably considering the reason why the mage doesn't like to show his head.

Clutching the leather armor in both hands, Allen's eyes lit up.

"I'll help you. ”

Seeing that Allen was wearing a very rusty movement, the guards came up to help very intimately.

By the time Eren cleaned up, Mia's figure had long since disappeared, and she didn't even say hello.

Get used to it.

"Thank you for me, Lord Baron. ”

After saying goodbye to the guards, Alan began his own patrol.

......

After sacrificing the two goblins that had come out of the sewers, Alan walked like a fly and went straight to the roof of the house next to him.

Dressed in pitch-black leather armor, it blends in with the night.

Wearing a hood and running on the roof, Alan finally got over the addiction of flying cornices.

He stood on the top of the bell tower on the edge of Greystone Town, feeling the night breeze blowing slowly, looking at the wasteland behind Greystone Town in front of him, and his heart was extremely comfortable.

He'd already dealt with five or six goblins in the area, and the silence around him was ethereal.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the city walls.

Alan looked down.

Seven or eight guards, escorting twenty or so men, were running towards the city wall.

Raising an eyebrow, Alan climbed down from the bell tower and followed the group to see what they were trying to do.

It's the middle of the night, and the destination is still the back city wall, so you know that it won't be a good thing when you think about it.

"I ...... I was out of breath. ”

Potter bent down as thick as a bucket and gasped like a cow.

"Master Potter, hold on a little longer, and get out sooner sooner you can be freed. ”

A guard next to him helped him and said anxiously.

"Aren't you on duty in the middle of the night......? What are you doing in a hurry?"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Potter said breathlessly.

"Lord Hank often comes on patrol, and he just went to sleep, so it's safer for you to go out early. ”

The guard helped Potter forward and whispered.

Potter listened, but didn't speak, and when he recovered, his steps were fast again.

Looking at the dozens of people not far away, Allen narrowed his eyes.

This group of people is not only dressed as civilians, the old, weak, sick and disabled, but also Porter and a few strong men.

This Potter ...... Isn't it the younger brother of Baron Angelo?

Remembering what happened during the day, Alan had an impression of the fat man named Potter.

Are these people trying to escape?

For a moment, Alan couldn't help but hesitate.

These people don't want to face the oncoming monsters, and running away is just an instinct to survive.

If he prevents this, under the wrath of Baron Angelo, these people may not be in danger.

Baron Angelo is indeed a good baron who loves his people like a son, but as long as someone touches his scales, Alan does not know what this baron will do.

Hesitantly, those men had reached the edge of the city wall.

They threw the twine out of the walls and tied a large barrel to it.

As long as the person stands in the big wooden barrel and the others are pulling the hemp rope, the person in the wooden barrel can be slowly lowered.

Safe and convenient, but it will be a little time-consuming if there are many people.

Alan stood in the shadows not far away, deciding to turn a blind eye.

Even he himself has the idea of running away if he is defeated, let alone these ordinary people who are powerless?

Alan can't do anything to force someone to die.

Several guards have a lot of strength, and the speed of transporting people is not bad.

Potter was the first to step into the barrel, dressed in gold and silver, and holding a bulging package in his hand.

"Are you really not leaving?"

"I'm willing to pay ten silver coins per person, and I'll arrange a job for you there. ”

He asked, looking at the eight guards in front of him who were holding twine.

"No, Master Potter. ”

"It is already an injustice for us to send our own family out, and if we become deserters again, we will be sorry for Baron Angelo. ”

The face of the guard in the lead was extremely serious.

"Well, why bother. ”

Potter sighed, hating the way iron doesn't make steel.

As his figure slowly descended from the city walls, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when Potter landed safely.

It works!

Just as the group was about to send the second person into the barrel, a figure walked over.

"Ponte, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"