Two bands of goblin wolf cavalry patrol the streets, driving the inhabitants out of their rooms, attics, and cellars, driving them through the bloody streets, and then riding the wolves in pursuit, laughing wildly and throwing nets to trip them, wielding weapons and smashing the heads of their prey, adding a new sacrifice to the festival dedicated to Hextowe, while the wolf pounces on the corpse after the owner's prayers and bites at the corpse, representing the "tyrannical god" Enjoy this fresh offering. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Most of the houses on both sides of the street were set on fire, and black smoke billowed into the dawn sky, obscuring the light of the stars and moon, and only cries and desperate prayers echoed in this devastated city......

A young mother runs down the alley with her baby in her arms, her sweaty and blood-stained face full of horror, sometimes looking around vigilantly. There was no wolf cavalry in sight here for the time being, which made her feel a little relieved, and pushed open the hidden door of a shop and hid inside.

It was a small grocery store that sold daily necessities, and the shelves that had been kept in good order were now staggered, with miscellaneous goods such as candles, salt, lamp oil, soap and iron nails scattered on the floor, and a large pool of blood on the walls.

The woman stood in the shop and listened, relieved to make sure that there was no danger, and walked to the next bedroom with the baby in her arms, hoping to find a safe place to shelter temporarily. The overnight escape left her physically exhausted, and her hungry daughter in her arms also needed to suckle milk.

There was no figure in the silent bedroom, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the floor with her back to the corner, unbuttoned and revealed the plump and white **** baby in her arms immediately opened her mouth to suck and let out a satisfied whimper.

"My poor Lila......" the woman smiled with tears as she stroked her daughter's sparse fetal hair.

Maybe it's because he was hungry, the baby sucked a few mouthfuls of milk, and suddenly spit out ** and burped, and the milk kept overflowing from his mouth, and his little face looked very painful.

The woman hurriedly erected her, and let the poor little creature lie on her shoulder.

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out out of thin air next to him and gently patted the baby's back.

Burst! The baby spits out a large mouthful of milk and has a comfortable smile on his little face.

The woman was so frightened by this strange scene that she screamed and jumped to her feet with her daughter in her arms.

"Don't be afraid...... I'm not a bad person. A muffled voice came from the opposite bed, and the magic barrier quickly faded, and a figure emerged.

The woman stepped back to the door, scrutinizing the man. He looked to be in his early twenties, handsome, but his face was as white as paper, his expression was tired, his ornate brocade robe was faintly stained with blood, he leaned against the wall against the head of the bed, his breath was short, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

"Your daughter is lovely." The young stranger pointed to the baby in her arms and smiled weakly, "I like babies, everyone is the purest and kindest little angel when they are born, and they will ...... when they grow up" He sighed and said no more.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break into your dwelling, it's too chaotic outside, and there's nowhere to avoid it......" The woman bowed humbly to him, her face full of sorrow.

The handsome young man waved his hand and said indifferently: "I am not the owner of this shop, everyone is a refuge, you don't need to be polite to me." ”

When the woman heard that a stone in her heart had fallen to the ground, and that she wanted to continue breastfeeding her daughter, she was a little embarrassed in the presence of the young opposite sex, so she turned her back to the man, and unbuttoned her corset, avoiding his gaze.

The handsome young man smiled dumbly when he saw this, and had the heart to tell her that there was no need to be afraid of anything, and that she was also a daughter, but after thinking about it, the other party was a market woman after all, and she was afraid that she didn't understand the magic of magic, and she might not believe it if she told the truth, so she was too lazy to say anything.

When the woman finished feeding, she patted the baby and hummed softly, lulling her to sleep.

The handsome young man leaned on the head of the bed, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and when he heard her singing voice in half a sleep, he couldn't help frowning: "What song are you singing?" ”

"The chaplain of the Great Church teaches a hymn of praise to our lord Kode, and ask him to give God the grace to bless the safety of our mother and daughter." The woman replied in a low voice.

The handsome young man snorted coldly, and said with a displeased face: "If Kord really appeared, how could Kitland City fall to this, you better pray for a different god, such as our lord Tiamat, it must be more effective than praying to Kord." ”

The woman, though she had little knowledge, was very devout in her faith, and summoned up the courage to retort in a low voice: "Do not blaspheme my lord, as for Tiamat...... If the dragon god is really as good as you say, why are you injured and hiding here, it doesn't seem that the situation is much better than mine. ”

The handsome young man was speechless for a moment, his face was embarrassed, and after a long time, he said: "Although I have lost bad luck, after all, I can still get away with saving a life, this is the embodiment of the grace of my lord Tiamat, besides, it is great luck for you to meet me here, even if I am seriously injured, I still have the ability to protect the safety of your mother and daughter." ”

The woman pursed her lips, disapproving of his wild words, and bowed her head and patted her daughter to sleep.

At that moment, there was a commotion outside the window, and a goblin warrior in chain mail approached the wolf on horseback. He himself had no intention of delaying here, but the wolf under his crotch roared, as if he smelled blood, and insisted on circling around the shop.

The goblin warrior's eyes flashed, and his ugly face showed a look of alarm, and he pulled a chain hammer from his saddlebag with his backhand, and wheeled it like a windmill, and with a wave of his hand, the heavy barbed iron hammer struck the wooden door of the shop, smashing it with a thud, sending sawdust flying everywhere.

When the woman saw this through the window, she was so frightened that she hugged her daughter and hid in the corner, shivering, praying that Cord would bless the villain outside the door from breaking in.

Unfortunately, her prayer did not take effect, and the baby in her arms was awakened by the sound of a broken door, and she burst into tears.

Outside the door, the goblin warrior shook his ears and squinted his eyes to peer into the house.

The woman knew that there was no chance of luck, so she gritted her teeth and picked up her daughter, turned her head and rushed to the kitchen across the bedroom. She knew that this kind of street-facing shop had two doors for easy access, and the back door was probably open in the kitchen.

Sure enough, as she expected, there was a hidden wooden door in the corner of the kitchen, and she hurriedly pushed it open and ran out.

The goblin warrior in front of the main gate did not chase after him, sneered and whistled with his tail finger in his mouth.

A sharp whistle echoed through the air, causing an immediate response, and an equally sharp whistle was heard not far away.

With the sound of a whistle, another goblin warrior rode around the back of the house on a wolf and charged at the woman with a scimitar in hand.

The woman stood there with her daughter in her arms, unable to advance or retreat, and before she could come to her senses, the wolf cavalry of the great goblin on the opposite side had already thrown out the net with shaking hands and covered her with a head.

The woman instinctively wanted to run away, but as soon as she took two steps, she was caught in the net, and she fell to the ground, and the baby in her arms was also shocked and wept.

"Our lord Kod bless ......" the woman hugged her daughter tightly and said her last prayer with tears in her eyes.

The goblin sneered, its ugly face twisted with the excitement of the impending kill, urging the wolf to rush forward with his scimitar raised.

At that moment, a silver light suddenly lit up in the net, and the woman, along with the baby in her arms, disappeared into the beam, replaced by a handsome young man in silver armor and carrying a heavy sword. (To be continued.) )