In a dilapidated house in the southern part of the Iran Hill Empire, a man looks at his son lying on the bed, his eyes full of despair.

The house was made of stone, and there was almost nothing of value in the room, and if it was desperate or accurate, there were not many things that were worthless.

There was a table in the room, and one of the legs of this table was broken and had to be propped up with a stone.

The stools were even more pitiful, there were only two things in the room that could be used as stools—yes, two cut stumps......

The whole family is really destitute, and there is not even a decent cabinet. The only thing that can be said to work is the bed where the child is lying.

Frankly, this bed, and all this broken furniture, and this house, don't really belong to them. The original owner of this house has long since lost his knowledge of whether he is dead or alive, and this place has experienced the invasion of demons and the war of Iran Hill going south, so he can find a borderless place to live in......

It's been more than half a year since it was occupied by the Iran Hill Empire, and many new things have really changed people's lives.

For example, there are telegraphs in the city, and the sky can occasionally be seen with transports from the Ellan Hill Empire, as well as some dragons who don't know where to go.

In the past, these monsters could not be seen at all, but now these huge, scaly reptiles can be seen occasionally.

The troops of the Iran Hill Empire left behind some supplies when they occupied this place and passed through it. Of course, these supplies were held by the acting consuls, and they have not been distributed to the poor until now.

But the war that this place has endured is real, so the people here can say that they have nothing to do, and basically they have only one life.

For example, in the past, people here had never seen a car at all, but now, about 30 kilometers from the town, a simple earthen road has been built, where you can often see the passing of transport cars, loaded with all kinds of things.

Robbery is unimaginable, because those Mercedes cars will be escorted by soldiers, and those Irlanhill soldiers with terrible weapons in their hands can easily kill the refugees who block the road with only a few people.

For these refugees from the southern region who are living in misery

"Daddy...... I'm so uncomfortable......" The child's face lying on the bed was very ugly, because of the high fever, his face showed a sickly flush, and he looked like cooked seafood.

The population of this town has plummeted to two-thirds due to the war, and now there is a plague outbreak, and the whole town smells of death.

"You'll be fine soon! You're going to get better. The man looked at his son and choked up and said comfortingly.

"Daddy...... You say, meat...... What exactly does it taste like? The little boy was already struggling to speak, his breathing was weak, and he was already breathless.

The man had already put on a crying tone and opened his mouth to comfort: "Child...... Daddy I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry you two! ”

With that, he buried his head on the edge of the bed and wept bitterly, his wife had already lost her breath yesterday, the plague had taken the lives of half of the people in the town, and most of the rest of the people had begun to fall ill one after another.

There are no more old people in the town, and the old people who are barely alive are now volunteers, responsible for burning and disposing of the corpses in the town.

Although there is no snow here, the winters in the south are still very cold. The house was very damp and cold, and the poor people, who had no warm clothes at all, had to take clothes from the dead and put them on themselves.

But in this way, the plague spreads more rapidly, more people die, and more lives are worse than death.

The living are like hell, and the dead are more like liberation. There was an inexplicable stench everywhere, like the smell of decay, and like the stench of burning corpses.

The acting consul, who had been riding on the heads of the people as a prestige, had long since taken refuge with his family in the big cities.

There was a medical team sent by the Iran Hill Empire, as well as a special medicine for the plague. Hiding in the city is ten times more likely to survive than people waiting to die in a village in the countryside!

"Daddy is useless! Dad is useless! Hearing his own child say he didn't know the taste of meat made the man grieve even more.

He was originally a skilled farmer, and his family of three could barely survive without catching up with the war-torn years.

But last year, the demons invaded, and he lost his land. Many people were slaughtered by the demons, and the rest of them managed to hold on, only to encounter the army of the Iran Hill Empire moving south.

The war had depleted his savings, and some of the food he had hidden had been depleted. Now he is destitute and has nothing left.

His wife survived the invasion of demons and the chaos of war, but she didn't survive the plague......

The child in front of him is already his only sustenance now. He thrashed his head in pain, as if hoping that his pain could replace the pain of some children.

Why...... Why can't the rule of the Southern Kingdom, the invasion of demons, or the occupation of Ellan Hill change the bitter life?

As a farmer, he never had any rebellious thoughts. He didn't hurt anyone, and he didn't have the courage to do anything unreasonable - but fate seemed to be so unfair, leaving no way for the kind family to live.

"Ah......h

"Daddy...... Cough...... Ahem......" The little boy gasped in pain, as if his breathing would stop at any moment with a cough.

For a father, listening to such a voice is an ordeal every minute. He burst into tears, tears that soon wet his chest.

The tattered, not thick garment was covered in patches and looked dirtier than a rag.

In fact, people here rarely have the opportunity to bathe, and their clothes are covered with fleas. Poverty here is hell compared to Seris.

Also bathed in the sacred sunshine of the Irlanhill Empire, people in some places have become tired of eating big fish and meat, and have even begun to pay attention to mixed nutrition.

And in some places, there are still people who die because of poverty and humility, and even after they die, they don't even have a decent cemetery.

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