Knight Seth turned his head suddenly, and the Olaf wolf with the sword in his left chest was falling head-on towards him, and he dodged on his side, and the fallen Olaf wolf's corpse immediately smashed a puff of dust and smoke on the muddy ground at the entrance of the village.

Behind the fallen wolf was a poorly dressed farmer, his unkempt hair as if it hadn't been washed for more than ten days, his sloppy face covered with mud and sweat, and he was panting for breath with his hands on his knees. The other two or three wolves saw that the situation was not good, and they slowly retreated with their tails in their low roars, and after a while, they turned around and fled away into the surrounding coniferous forest.

"Hey! You bastards! Hegesa, who was riding on the wolf, felt a wave of fear, and he clenched his fist and smashed it into the alpine wolf under his crotch, and said viciously, "What are you two guys doing there, waiting for these guys to pick us off the wolf?" Evacuate me! Go back and report! ”

Immediately, the three wolf cavalry in the village square turned their heads and fled to the winter cotton land, crossed the coniferous bushes, and quickly hid in the distance, except for a few terrible wolf roars.

The farmers of the lakeside village had already been dizzy from the smoke, and with the departure of the three wolf cavalry, the surviving men, women, and children of the lakeside village immediately broke down the door. They staggered and did not cheer, and in the face of the dilapidated appearance of this once rich village, they wanted to cry without tears, and their expressions were lost.

Kroll looked the farmer up and down, his face covered in mud.

"Youngor!" Kroll was overjoyed, and he jumped off his pack horse and opened his arms to meet the familiar companion, for whom Youngor was not a relative, but more dear.

"Thank you, Arcana, for bringing reinforcements from the Lord." Youngor patted Kroll on the back with the same excitement.

After a brief moment of excitement, Kroll and Youngor then hugged each other and cried.

"Youngor, this sword belongs to you." Knight Seth pulled his sword from Olaf's back and threw it at Youngor, nodding slightly at him.

"Thank you, Mr. Knight!" Youngor triumphantly grasped the hilt of the sword, and the exquisite knight's coat of arms was printed on the sword.

"Firefighting! Gather the people! Without hesitation, Knight Seth took Kroll's pack horse and commanded the sixteen surviving Diefonder halberd warriors to rescue him. Another building collapsed in a fierce fire. One by one, the farmers who escaped from the dirt path covered their faces.

"Go, my father and Sarina must still be alive, my family hasn't been ignited by these monsters yet! See! Kroll had no regard for the requisitioned pack horses, and he knew that the knights had the right to requisition his horses. He pointed in the direction of the village chief's house, and there were no flames or smoke rising from the roof, and he knew that the village chief's house must be safe and sound.

"Thanks to Akana's lucky favor, your home is safe for the time being! But there was a raging fire in my house, and it seemed that my old house was ruined. Although Youngor has no relatives, the burning old house still makes him sigh.

"But you've got a sword from Mr. Knight!" Kroll pointed to Youngor's hand, and then said, "Let's go, go to my house!" ”

Kroll grabbed Youngor's arm and ran to the village house, but the further he went, his excitement gradually dropped to freezing point. The paw prints left by the wolves on the ground turned towards the village chief's house, and the open door of the big house was covered with dried blood, and there were clear scratches on the door of the big house, and two corpses with unrecognizable faces fell in front of the big house.

Kroll's heart cooled.

"It's certainly not my father and my family." There was an uneasy feeling in Kroll's heart, and he looked closely at the corpse lying on the ground, the tattered clothes on the corpse did not belong to his family, at least he had never seen his father wear a linen shirt of this style, and no one of his family had such a dark complexion.

Youngor didn't speak, just sighed softly, he let go of Youngor's arms, gently dragged the two corpses aside, and removed the loose door panel of the village chief's house and covered them, "Rest in peace." Arcana will take care of your souls in the temple. ”

"Father! Sarina! Croll plucked up his courage and shouted into the back room of the village chief's house, but there was no response from the back room, except for the empty echo.

"Father!! Sarina !! Kroll panicked, and shouted their names at the top of his voice, and hesitantly staggered into the back room like a drunk.

The turned candlesticks tumbled to the ground, the crooked wooden tables were strewn with mottled blood, the toppled wooden cabinets, the doors were broken, and the earthen bowls scattered on the ground were almost intact, most of them were in pieces. The stone stove was covered with splatters of blood, and a dagger fell to the side, and the handle of the dagger was stained with undried blood.

Kroll saw a pair of gray eyes looking at him, and his head was about to be hit by a stone, and his ears were buzzing for a moment.

"Father!" Kroll slammed his knees on the ground and let out a thud. Kroll's eyes, kneeling on the ground, welled up with two fountains of tears.

"Sarina!" He also saw his wife lying next to his village chief's father, her slightly bulging abdomen long gone, and the deep scratches from his left shoulder to his right abdomen made his heart ache, and the painful Kroll finally lost his mind and began to pull at his hair, roaring the wild tsunami sound in his heart at the moment.

Youngor, who had rushed to inspect the noise, ran into the back room as quickly as he saw the scene in the home of his friend Kroll, and bowed his head silently in shock.

"I'm going to slaughter those beasts! I'm going to let them wail at my feet! Kroll's tear-covered face, the corners of his mouth full of tears, and even the bitten tongue in his open mouth trembled, "I'm going to slaughter them!" Come back my kids! ”

"You can't come back from the dead! We're still alive! Youngor slowly approached his friend and pressed Kroll's shoulder, "Kroll, it's all over!" Gotta clean your heart. ”

"I wish I died with them! There is nothing left in this world to be nostalgic for. Kroll shook off Youngor's hand on his shoulder, and ran out of the back room in despair, leaving the village chief's house. rushed to the carcasses of the wolves at the entrance of the village.

Kroll frantically threw his angry fist at the cold wolf corpses, crying, he looked left and right, as if looking for something, and after a while, he quickly ran to the place where he looked, picked up the iron sword he had thrown from the ground and walked to the corpses of wolves one after another, and under the sword slashing, the corpses of the wolves were completely slashed by Kroll, and the dark red blood stained his whole body.

"Calm down! They're dead! Kroll! Youngor hugged the crazy Kroll from behind and burst into tears.

"It was like a fire burning in my chest, my mind was buzzing all the time, my blood was boiling, my soul was tormented! How do you want me to calm down! My heart is dying! I want to die too! Kroll looked up to the sky and sighed, black ashes falling from the gray sky, "Death, I call you." Akana! Why are you doing this to me! ”

"Coward! Are you crazy enough?! If it weren't for your hesitation, if it weren't for your timidity, you might still be able to hear your loved ones confess their last words to you! Seth glared angrily, kicked Kroll his horse, and knocked Kroll to the ground, "It's because of your cowardice that these invasion scum are so rampant, open your eyes and see for yourself, your village square is littered with corpses, and the stupid idea of going their own way has cost the farmers who made the same choice as you, but fortunately your life is still alive, and you still have a chance to drive away your cowardice." In the face of the invasion, we can only unite! Let the cowardice hidden in your hearts die! ”

Kroll looked up at Knights Seth. Youngor looked nervous, and the two looked at each other like a crackling farmhouse not far away.

"I don't have time to pay attention to you! I'm about to leave this ruin with your villagers, and if you want to avenge your blood with your life, follow us with weapons. If you don't want to live, then die yourself, I believe that no one will pay attention to a fool who has lost his mind, but only knows how to escape! Knight Seth rode his pack horse, ignoring Kroll, who was kicked over by him, and rode straight into the fence of the lakeside village, waving his hand to his warriors, "If you want to live, follow my soldiers, and throw away your useless possessions, we must get out of here quickly." The three Goblin wolf cavalry who escaped just now will definitely go to the north shore to ventilate the news! It's not safe anymore! ”

Kroll silently got up from the ground, grabbed the iron sword in his hand, and held it in his hand.

The straight eyes shot out of the vertical and horizontal killing intent, there was no other superfluous look at all, his whole person seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black fog, the iron cold face should prove that he had died heart, this person has made Youngor no longer recognize, the previous demeanor from him seemed to be erased by this surprise after the incident, Youngor couldn't help but look at Kroll at this time and shivered.

"It's my fault. Youngor. Kroll shook out the cold words and immediately followed the knight Seth's team.

"I'll follow you, Kroll." Youngor pinched his palm, touched the knight's saber hanging from his waist, and followed.