Wright finally recovered, but his head still hurt a little, and Wright said in his heart: "It seems that the consumption of magic power by lightning magic is much greater than that of other magic."

Uncle Cook resisted the fear in his heart, and came to Wright with trembling legs. For some reason, Uncle Cook feels that Wright should be trusted (and the power of favor from the will of the world is once again in force).

"Little Brother Wright, is what you said true?"

"It's true, and I fought her a great battle and managed to purify it. But I'm sorry I destroyed a lot of things in your house, and I'll compensate you according to the price. ”

At this time, some bold villagers heard that Wright had purified the cultists, so they went into the house to check on them.

After a while, an exclamation came from inside: "Oh my God, Grandma Dora's blood is black!"

"She's decaying rapidly, as if she's been dead for a long time!"

"That little brother is right, Grandma Dora is a monster!"

"Brother Wright, thank you for avenging my daughter. ”

Cook knelt down with a normal sound, and Wright hurriedly supported him and pulled him up.

"Uncle, your daughter has been missing for a short time, and the evil god sacrifice needs to choose a time, let's hurry up and find it, maybe we can find it!"

"yes, we'll all help find it. ”

The thunderbolt woke up the villagers, and Uncle Cook stumbled out of the house.

The villagers gathered in front of Cook's house with torches and knives, forks, clubs, and other things, and when they saw Cook running out, two villagers immediately stepped forward and dragged Cook away, and his feet were still shaking during this time.

"Inside... There's a monster in there!" Cook explained to the surrounding villagers with a shuddering of his teeth.

"We heard strange screams and thunder. Cook, is the monster the guy you brought back today?" asked Muranaka.

"I just said you can't just accept strangers!" said Mura Naka.

"Could he be the culprit behind the disappearance of the people in our village?"

"It's possible, maybe he's impatient, and he's coming to eat us today!"

"Run!"

The villagers were making a lot of noise, but no one really fled, after all, there had been no movement in the house since a lightning bolt had fallen.

"Squeak!" Wright pushed open the wooden door.

"Oh!" the villagers collectively took a few steps back.

Wright is almost out of mana, and now his head is in a dizziness and nausea from depleted mana, plus he was tied by the tentacles covered in slime just now...

"Wright!" Wright retched as he leaned against the door.

"Wow!" the villagers took a few steps back.

Wright felt better and spoke, "The old woman who is next to Uncle Cook today is a believer in the evil gods, and she is the culprit responsible for the disappearance of your villagers. Now that I have purified her, you can rest assured. Gross!"

After hearing Wright's explanation, the villagers were in an uproar.

"No, Grandma Dora has always been kind, you're lying, aren't you?"

"No, Grandma Dora has been out a lot lately, and sometimes she laughs scary. ”

"I remember the last time I went to Dora's house, all the doors and windows of her house were sealed with black cloth, and I asked her why, and she said it was because she was afraid of light. An old man about Dora's age said.

......

The more the villagers talked, the more they felt that there was something wrong with Dora.

After a while, Wright finally felt recovered, but his head still hurt a little, and he said in his heart: "It seems that the consumption of magic power by thunder magic is much greater than that of other magic."

Uncle Cook resisted the fear in his heart, and came to Wright with trembling legs. For some reason, Uncle Cook just thinks Wright should be trusted (from the will of the world again).

"Little Brother Wright, is what you said true?"

"It's true, I fought her in a big fight, and although it was a bit dangerous, I managed to purify it in the end. But in the process of fighting, I destroyed a lot of things in your house, I'm really sorry, and I will compensate according to the price. ”

Uncle Cook didn't speak, just shook his hand vigorously.

At this time, some bold villagers heard that Wright had purified the cultists, so they cautiously entered the house to check on them.

After a while, an exclamation came from inside: "Oh my God, Grandma Dora's blood is black!"

"She's rotting rapidly, like she's been dead for a long time!"

"That little brother is right, Grandma Dora is a monster!"

"Brother Wright, thank you for avenging my daughter. ”

Cook knelt down with a normal sound, and Wright hurriedly supported him and pulled him up.

"Uncle, your daughter has been missing for a short time, and the evil god sacrifice needs to choose a time, let's hurry up and find it, maybe we can find it!"

"yes, we'll all help find it. ”

"There's a problem with Dora's house, let's go to Dora's house first!"

A group of people came to Dora's house on the edge of the village.

Hearing the noise outside, a little girl's voice sounded in the house: "Grandma, are you back, have you brought guests with you?"

One of the villagers said in horror: "This... This is the voice of Dora's granddaughter. ”

Another villager said incredulously, "But... But she's been dead for three years!"

"It's terrible!" the villagers didn't dare to step forward again.

At this time, the voice in the room sounded again: "Grandma, did you bring me food?" That big sister used to play with me a lot, and I was reluctant to eat her, so I wanted her to continue playing with me when she woke up. ”

"Oh my God!

"Shhhhh

"Is the big sister she said Blanche from the Cook family? I remember she used to love to play with Dora's granddaughter. ”

"Looks like Blanche is still alive!"

Cook was now agitated that her youngest daughter was still alive, and if it weren't for the desperate pull of a few villagers, he would have rushed in.

The elderly villager who found out that there was a problem with Dora's family came to Wright and asked, "Little brother, is there anything you can do?"

Ever since he came here, Wright felt like he was on his back, and when that voice sounded, he felt like there were countless knives against his back.

He first thought of the teachers and his partners who were only half a day away from here, but then he thought that this was the first battle on his own training path, and he couldn't choose to escape.

Besides, in half a day, maybe Blanche will be poisoned during this period.