"Lord Knight has to walk so many miles every day, it must be very hard, we eat this bit of meat is useless, I thought about it, it is better for you, after all, the Lord is running for everyone's safety."

It turned out that the old woman came here to give them meat, but everyone would definitely refuse, after all, it was too immoral to take the old man's food, Sauron thought to himself.

"Thank you, mother-in-law."

What the!?

How so?!

Sauron watched as the Knight's Captain took the piece of meat and politely thanked him.

"Wait...... Wait a minute! This ......" Sauron wanted to dissuade him.

But at this moment, the old woman showed a relieved smile, she rubbed her hands, pointed in the direction behind her, and said, "My lord, my granddaughter is still waiting for me to eat, so I will go back first." ”

"Okay, mother-in-law, you go slowly."

Watching the old man's back tremble and walk away, and then sitting down in front of a young girl, Sauron looked back at the head of the knights who had taken the meat.

The man was stared at by Sauron, sighed impatiently, and replied, "I took this piece of meat not because I wanted to eat it, but to reassure the old woman. She came to give the meat like that, apparently to make us take special care of her granddaughter, and in such a bad situation, the energy provided by a piece of meat was not enough to change the situation, and if there was a firm conviction, then it would last longer. ”

"Is that so?"

"Of course, we knights exist to protect the weak, how can we do such a thing as exploiting the weak."

Hearing this, Sauron breathed a long sigh of relief, as if even his bones were relaxed.

"I see."

"Well, let's eat, go to bed early after eating, and I'll have to hurry tomorrow." After the man finished speaking, he suddenly changed his words and said, "By the way, do you know when that red-haired imp will come back?" ”

The red-haired imp in his mouth is naturally Moult.

"Moult should be back soon, this time in addition to exploring the way, he said that he plans to make something delicious to come back for everyone to eat." Sauron answered honestly.

"What, that guy will go, at least leave that white tiger warrior behind, if there are just a few of us, if we meet a little more orcs, won't it be quickly wiped out." One person complained suddenly, only to be glared at fiercely by the head of the Knights, and obediently shut his mouth in the middle of speaking.

After dinner, there were many people who came over one after another to say that their meat pieces were divided into a part for the knights, and the beautiful name was called the Rewarding Ones, and these people in front of them were all very polite to accept it, Sauron watched quietly from the side, his brows couldn't help frowning, although he always had a strong sense of disobedience in his heart, but he couldn't say it, he only knew that the behavior of accepting the meat pieces sent by everyone was wrong.

By the end of dinner, their meat was enough for a peacetime meal, but the homeless people were eating grass roots and drinking broken bone broth.

Although the acceptance of the old woman's meat just now relieved the old woman's fear, it also seemed to arouse the uneasiness of others, Sauron secretly observed, after the knights accepted the meat of others, the old woman who was the first to deliver the meat seemed to be even more nervous, and looked uneasily in this direction from time to time.

Sure enough, that approach was wrong, and although what the head of the regiment said was quite reasonable, if it was the president, there would definitely be a better way, Sauron thought.

After eating, everyone went to bed immediately, and on the way to escape, there was no other activity, except for eating, walking, and resting, and any other activity was unnecessary.

Lying in the rags, Sauron shivered with cold, his lips were purple, and he tried to fall asleep with his eyes closed, but he couldn't.

Originally, he had a good leather blanket, which was specially picked off for him after Moult killed his prey, and told him to take care of himself during his time out, but because a girl was sick, in order to make the girl sleep a little more comfortable, he gave the leather blanket to the other party, but he was cold, and he finally realized that after Morte, he was just a useless mortal.

When he slept with Moult before, Moult's body was very warm, and Nick, a big tiger, was his cup, he and Nina were protected by Moult and Nick in the middle, basically not eroded by the cold, and now that the three of them left to explore the way, he realized the pain of the homeless, and it was impossible to sleep in this cold again, for fear that he would never wake up after falling asleep.

"It's cold."

Curled up on the leeward side of the tree, he looked up at the sky.

The stars in the sky were still the same as in his memory, and in McGson, he often stood on the outer wall of the prison and looked at the starry sky, sometimes remembering what the old warden had said to him that day.

The old man recognized his courage, but now it is still useless at all, and when he thinks of this, Sauron feels a little inexplicably sad.

Tears reached his eyes, but he retracted because of the low temperature, he suddenly remembered the former McGson, there was a president guarding everyone, everyone in the guild was smiling, he was the only jailer in the prison who often mingled in the guild hall, and everyone was friendly and joking with him.

There is also Big Brother Felik, who separated after only a few days of acquaintance, but he feels that he has known each other for a long time, although Felik only talked to him once at the warden's funeral, but those words had a great impact on him.

"Everybody...... When will we see each other again? ”

Before he knew it, Sauron fell asleep, and in his dream, he met the old warden......

……

"Get up!"

"Give it to me...... Get up! ”

An unpleasant sound that makes people feel disgusted.

Then there was a rough push, which woke Sauron from a rare sweet dream, and he was about to ask a question, when he opened his eyes, and saw a large figure with his back to the sun, knotted muscles and green skin, and the huge yellowed fangs on the side of his mouth, and the other party looked at him very viciously, and then grabbed him by the hair and dragged him up from the ground.

"It hurts!"

Sauron couldn't help but scream, only to let out a long, hearty laugh, and the big hand that grabbed his hair pressed again, as if it was about to tear his scalp off.

Sauron's face was full of horror when he was pulled up, he looked around in a panic, his eyes were full of orcs, there were many orcs, and they were surrounded in an orderly manner, and his eyes were staring straight at him, Sauron felt like a small animal about to be killed.

What happened?

What about everyone? Where has everyone gone?

Why is it full of orcs!