Ice Country, Arendelle.

Ward came down from the deck with a blank face, ignored the boatswain's swearing, took some money and walked towards the tavern.

Alcohol can anesthetize itself.

Let him forget the pain of losing Catelyn, forget the fallen comrades, forget the eerie undead, forget the hideous devil, since the end of the Sage Holocalypse, the solitary Ward began to self-exile. He lost his home under the attack of demons, lost his family in the attack of the jackals, lost his lover in the scourge of the undead, and lost his friends in the battle to repel the devil. A catastrophe takes everything from Ward, and a hunter quickly grows into a fearsome warrior with scars from lizardmen, ogres, gnolls, demons, undead, devils, and even other humans. Fate seemed to abandon him, but favored him, and Ward lost too much, but in the end he survived the disaster.

Aftermath.

After once and for all to defeat the devil's army, the nobles invited him to serve in the south, but Ward simply took his sword and set out on a wandering journey.

He was tired.

Not only the body, but also the heart is abnormally tired.

He wandered throughout the continent for more than a year, visiting Eagle Mountain in the east, Viper Island in the South China Sea, and finally blending in with an unknown caravan and becoming an inconspicuous sailor.

"Ward!"

The boatswain of the caravan was very dissatisfied with the seemingly unruly Ward, but before he could speak, the captain patted him on the shoulder and shook his head gently.

Only the captain of the entire caravan knew who Ward was, because he had seen Ward fighting on the Northlands.

The wounds of the Sage Catastrophe are being healed by time, and the prosperous Arendelle is gradually repairing the aftermath of the disaster, and some of the warriors who have retired from the battlefield are beginning to form families again, and the pain in their eyes is hidden in the deepest depths, and only in the dead of night will they sadly remember the comrades who fell in battle.

Human, Dwarf, Elf, Halfling, Orc, Lizardman......

Both good and evil are on the same side in the final confrontation, and they must drive the devil out of this world.

All paid a terrible price!

More than a year after the end of the Sage Holocaust, Arendale welcomed a large number of newborns, many women with children could be seen in the residential area outside the port, and the men who laid down their arms began to rebuild their homes and adapt to the work that was already somewhat unfamiliar.

War only brings destruction, but creation requires hands and wisdom.

Ward was like a ghost wandering through the crowd, with a scruffy beard and a shabby sailor suit, seemingly inconspicuous but keeping people at a distance. He entered the tavern, tossed the money from a flight to the bar, and then picked up a barrel and walked to the corner, a warbler glancing at his strong body, but retreating at the sight of Ward's eyes.

She's seen a lot of people.

Without a doubt, Ward is the most dangerous of them all.

There are guards, residents, sailors, and all kinds of people can be seen in the tavern, and it has been more than a year since the Sage Catastrophe ended, and there are still people in the tavern who are boasting about their past experiences. A small Southern Guard boasted about how he had killed a tall ogre, and that he had defeated a group of demons with the army of Mordor. The people next to him listened attentively, and less than thirty percent of the people in the final duel with the devil came back alive, and in a safe rear like Arendelle, under the protection of the great eldest princess, there were many ordinary people who had never seen the devil at all.

Ward drank quietly alone.

Listening to the other boasting and talking with a blank face, until all the money was spent, he got up drunkenly and walked out of the tavern towards the alley.

It is not allowed to defecate in the alleys in the city of Modo, but Arendelle's guard does not care, he does not like the city of Modo, although it is prosperous, the rules are too strict.

"Don't! Please! ……”

Ward, who was shushing into the corner, heard the woman's plea for mercy, and he glanced up to see two fierce men dragging a woman into the back alley.

Mouse.

There is a group of people in every city who dare not set foot on the battlefield, but they like to be miserable ordinary people.

Ward staggered over, and the two underground rats suddenly became alert, and they took out daggers from their backs and said fiercely, "Get out of here!" Sot! It's not something you can handle. ”

Hearing the rat's words, Ward couldn't help but smile.

A cold light streaked through.

In the woman's exclamation, Ward broke the opponent's arm with his backhand, and then lifted it up with one hand, smashing it directly into the mouse next to him.

"Get out of here."

Ward glanced coldly at the woman next to him, medium-sized, a little plump, not tall, about twenty years old, with a little freckles on her face.

The woman glanced timidly at Ward, who was full of alcohol, thanked him softly, and ran outside.

The back alley soon fell silent.

Ward lifted the fainted rats one by one and walked deeper into the darkness, having been to many places and knew what to do with them. This kind of entertainment may be a rare relaxation pastime for him, and the peaceful life that countless of his comrades-in-arms have exchanged for their lives should not be destroyed by these inconspicuous garbage.

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The night passed.

The next day, Ward lay lazily on the dockside cargo basking in the sun.

He ran out of money.

The sailor was not paid much, and it was only enough for two days at most to spend like him, and the warm sea breeze blew, and Ward squinted his eyes to recall the past, until a shadow was reflected in front of him, and a man, a woman, stood by and watched him.

The woman from yesterday.

She was wearing a shabby linen skirt, holding a small child in her hand, about five or six years old, the woman's expression was a little cramped, but the child looked at him with a probe and was not afraid of life at all.

"What's the matter?" Ward opened his eyes and looked at her.

The woman looked very uneasy and cramped, "Thank you so much for yesterday." Don't you have a place to live? If you don't like it, you can stay at my house for a few days. When you find a job, you can move out again. ”

Very clear eyes, only pure gratitude.

Ward looked at the woman, apparently he was a down-and-out sailor, many of whom would sleep on the streets when they ran out of money and didn't get a job, and he simply didn't like the smell of the cabin.

Ward was about to shake his head in refusal, but soon his eyes narrowed.

He saw a figure in the crowd probing his brain.

Mouse.

He couldn't help but pinch the woman with his eyes, shabby clothes, without any jewelry, with a child, not like a rich person, such a woman should not attract rats except for a little posture, but there are many women who are more beautiful than her, there are everywhere near the tavern, why are these rats chasing after them?

Soon, Ward nodded.

The caravan would stay here for three days to sell goods, and perhaps he would have some fun along the way.

The woman's home is not big, but it is clean and tidy, the furniture is very old, but it is clean, and there is needlework in it, and this is a diligent woman.

The location of the house is exceptional.

Although it was close to the edge of the dock, construction was going on next to it, and Ward could understand why at a glance.

Arendale is being expanded, and it will soon be requisitioned and demolished, which can get a lot of money from the town hall and a new place to live, which is already appealing to many rats. The city is learning from the city, but it is clear that there is no pure law here as the city of Modo, and the rats want a piece of the pie, and there may be the support of the nobles behind it.

"What about the child's father?"

Ward looked at the old house, which already had some history.

"Dead." The woman's expression was gloomy, but then she raised her head a little stubbornly and said, "He died on the battlefield in the south, and he is a hero." Not a coward running away......"

There's clearly a story in this.

Not everyone has the courage to stand up to the devil, Ward has seen many deserters, and even executed some with his own hands.

Ward didn't answer, just found a clean place to lie down and bask in the sun.

"You must be hungry." The woman's expression was a little gloomy after what she had just said, her eyes were red, although she stubbornly said that her husband was a hero, but the news sent back by the army was that her husband was a deserter. Maybe she already believed it in her heart, but she had to insist in front of the child, she could not tell the child that his father was a cowardly coward.

The woman quietly wiped the corners of her eyes and whispered, "I'll go and make you something to eat." ”

Ward didn't answer, he didn't despise it, for he knew how much courage it took to face the terrible devil on the battlefield, and he felt fear, but he finally overcame it and cut off the head of the deep hell purgatory with his own hands.

His comrades died.

He was the only one who survived, and the conversation had reminded Ward of those familiar faces.

There are many heroes who shine like stars in the Sage Catastrophe, and Ward is not one of them, but they are also fighting on the front line, and countless robes are buried in the battlefield. The catastrophe is over, but the pain that remains is still buried in the deepest parts of these survivors.

"Do you know martial arts?"

The little boy next to him looked at him, as if he wanted to reach out and touch his sword, such a big child was not afraid of life at all, he was a very courageous little guy.

Ward took the sword down and threw it over, nodded and said, "Be careful, don't hurt yourself." ”

The little guy held the hilt of the sword curiously, but his face was flushed and he couldn't pick it up, so he couldn't help but make Ward laugh, and the little boy raised his head and said, "Can you teach me martial arts?" ”

"Huh?" Ward looked down at him and said, "Why?" ”

The little boy looked at Ward seriously, clenched his fists and said, "So that I can protect Mommy!" There are a lot of bad people who bully us and want to take our house! ”

Ward's calm face finally moved a little.

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