The cold north wind was still howling, which made López shiver.

He was now following closely behind Narse, though it wasn't of his own free will.

According to Narse, this is a rare opportunity to experience and get cute gold coins along the way, so why not?

But even so, López still prefers to participate in the blockade work of the knights.

After all, there was no risk, but he didn't have a choice.

All three wore special face shields made in Tel Aviv.

Because we still haven't figured out exactly how the plague spreads, we have to be cautious.

The clouds briefly left, and the sun slowly sprinkled down, which made the already dilapidated Ledova look even more old.

At the same time, on the other side of the town, those who still have their sanity are struggling to resist the attack of the refugees.

Carmen was one of them, and he nervously shielded Milo behind him.

The axe in his hand kept swinging, and blood splattered everywhere, causing the smell of blood to become thicker and thicker, and the corpses on the ground continued to increase.

This purgatory-like scene befell Ledova.

Milo's tiny body clings to Carmen's back, and she feels the urge to cry out loud.

How could a young mind withstand such a heavy and bloody scene?

But she's trying her best to restrain it, she has to be sensible.

She knew she couldn't trouble her father anymore.

Ahead, the refugees were still attacking tirelessly, knowing no pain.

However, Carmen's physical strength is limited, and the more time passes, the more he becomes more powerless.

Gradually, the frequency of his attacks became slower and slower, and his arms became sore.

This gap gave the refugees a chance to break through.

A refugee, who looked quite strong, broke through their defenses and headed straight for Milo.

"Damn bastard. Carmen cursed in a low voice, and decisively turned to hug Milo.

He was about to take Milo away from the rushing refugees, but he was still a step too slow, and the refugees threw him directly to the ground.

Carmen, who was crushed under him, subconsciously held the axe across her chest.

Instinct saved him, and the axe stuck tightly in the refugee's mouth.

Milo was caught between two people and couldn't move for half a minute.

And the line of defense that everyone tried their best to hold on to was also broken through at this moment.

The crowd scattered and fled.

Carmen, unable to move, was naturally the preferred target for the refugees.

A large number of refugees gathered at him, and by this time Carmen had realized that she was going to die.

He wants to use his meager and pale life to protect his daughter one last time.

Thinking like this, his body seemed to be full of strength again.

It shouldn't last long, though.

He lifted his head and slammed it into the refugee, pushing the handle of the axe out as hard as he could.

Finally, in a hoarse roar, the refugee was pushed out.

Carmen, who had finally regained her freedom, quickly raised her arm and threw Milo out with the last of her strength.

It was the only thing he could do, and in the end all he had left was to pray that Milo would live well.

The next moment, the refugees rushed at him.

He had no strength to resist, and the refugees were biting at his body.

Carmen's mouth kept screaming, and the vitality in his body was dissipating.

As she lay dying, Carmen seemed to see his wife, who had been dead for many years.

The screams gradually stopped, maybe he didn't have the strength to scream, on the contrary, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly understood that it was not that life was too tiring, but that he missed her.

At this point, he felt as if he had been liberated.

But it seems that I will inevitably have a big fight with you.

You are really, you even have to quarrel with me about firewood, rice, oil and salt.

But this time, I have to apologize first.

I'm sorry I didn't keep the agreement and protect my daughter.

Look, I've even thought of an apology, so I'll have to forgive me this time.

The vitality has dissipated.

With an expectant smile on his face, he left a little miserably, and the fighting over there still didn't stop.

"Please, save my dad. Milo knelt at the men's feet, crying and begging.

But who can care to save others when disaster is already coming.

I don't know who it was, kicked Milo away, and kept scolding in his mouth: "Get out of the little bastard, I haven't lived enough, don't block my way." ”

The tremendous force made Milo's small body fly straight upside down and hit the wall hard.

After a while, Milo slowly got up, and there were still undried tears in his eyes, and only the hollow in his eyes.

Her nerves seemed numb, and she limped towards Carmen.

But for some reason, the refugees opened a passage for her.

Carmen had been eaten beyond recognition, and there was no place for her whole body.

As if he hadn't seen it at all, Milo gently lay on Carmen's body and silently called his father.

"Boom", a dagger flew in and pinned a refugee directly to the wall.

Then, López quickly rushed in.

And Milo had long since fainted with great grief.

After a while, Narse and Tel Aviv also arrived.

Just now, they were held back by the refugees outside.

However, the scene inside the door really surprised Nalse and Tel Aviv, and the refugees had all fallen to the ground.

Confusion caused Narse to turn to look, only to realize that the same was true of the refugees outside.

"Is this a good thing you did?" with a puzzled look on his face, he walked quickly towards López,

However, López shrugged helplessly: "I don't know either." ”

This incident seems to have come to an end in an unclear situation.

Tel Aviv was stunned for a while before he quickly leaned down to examine the refugees who had fallen to the ground.

Not far away, López, who had relaxed and relaxed, suddenly caught a glimpse of Milo, who was already unconscious in the corner.

After a moment's pause, he walked over with his legs raised, and then gently picked her up.

López could still vaguely make out Carmen pressed under Milo.

This made him sigh, not knowing how to take it.

Seeing that he could not help much, Narse mounted his horse and prepared to go outside to inform Don Quixote, who had blockaded the town.

Looks like there is a need for manpower here.

After some checking, Tel Aviv was sure that it was just a tricky flu.

It's still tricky, but it's much easier to solve than the previous situation.

But there was one thing that made him strange.

To verify his findings, he searched for several other corpses.

This confirmed his conjecture, and there was still the same force in these corpses that was not too strong.

It wasn't magic, and it was the first time he'd felt it.

Of course, he can now be sure that someone must be behind this incident, and it is by no means an ordinary plague.

The howling of the north wind still did not stop, and the tender green grass that kept swaying in the air slowly stopped on the mark of the arm.