"Your king has raised a large herd of werewolves and vampires in the royal capital, and the humans who live there do not know that he has been turned into livestock. ”

"And my lord, the 'Bloody Hammer' has been fighting against those dark creatures for a long time, and after some investigation, it has finally discovered the sinister intentions of those monsters!"

Jabbs sits by a fire, surrounded by the villagers and listens to him tell stories of the 'Bloody Hammer' against the creatures of darkness.

As for the 'Werewolves' and 'Vampires', they all know that they are monsters that often appear in the legends, and Jabus is trusted by them as a merchant who has been traveling to and from their village since eight years ago, often buying and selling goods in their village.

He would often bring them news from outside the village, and sometimes adventurers or other merchants would pass by, and they would be able to learn the accuracy of the information from those people, and no doubt they would always get the answer that it was true.

So when they heard that the 'royal capital', thousands of miles away, had become a hunting ground for dark creatures, they couldn't help but let out an exclamation of disbelief.

They are willing to believe what Gibbs says because he has never lied to them, and although he looks a little ugly, he is actually a trustworthy person.

"But don't think that it's all right if it's far from the king. Suddenly, Jabbs frowned and sighed, "According to the observations of my parishioners, I have found that there have been frequent disappearances in various parts of this kingdom recently, because there are only so many people in the royal capital, and if all the people there are eaten, it is easy to be suspected by others." ”

"The king, but he advertised that 'vampires' and 'werewolves' were harmless to humans, so of course no one else could find out about it. However, judging from the experience of our lord and these dark creatures, these dark creatures are cannibals, so it is very likely that the missing people from all over the kingdom have been sent to the royal capital and become food for those dark creatures......"

As he spoke, Jabbs sighed again, but this time, he didn't say anything more.

The fire behind him crackled, and a huge shadow hit his face, making the villagers around him who heard these words shudder.

Thinking of what he said earlier, 'Don't think it's okay if it's far away from the king', it means, they can also have an accident here, or they can be eaten by some dark creature?

"Jabus, is what you kid said true or false? How come I haven't heard of a god called the 'Bloody Hammer'?" asked Boneson, a retired veteran adventurer who was the captain of the village's guard, frowning and wary.

And as soon as you hear the name, you know that even if there is such a god, it should not be a good god, but most likely an 'evil god'.

If that's the case, you're in trouble!

He had only retired from the army in recent years and returned to become the captain of the village's guard, and there was not a single retired adventurer in the village except for him.

If he hadn't felt physically weakened, and he was a little tired of the life of an adventurer, he wouldn't have chosen to return to the village where he was raised.

He learned from the villagers that Jabus had been in contact with the village since eight years ago, no matter when the guy came into contact with the suspected 'evil god' or 'demigod', but if this guy wanted to lure other believers to the village, then it would be dangerous.

However, after hearing Boneson's questioning, Jabs laughed, shook his head proudly and said: "Then you are alone, my lord has been fighting against dark creatures and fighting for the safety of people in the whole world, but because my lord and my parishioners have been working hard all the time, their reputation is not obvious. Whether it is the dark creatures that live in this world, or the demons and demons who flow from the abyss and hell, they must surrender to the majesty of our lord, and then obediently let our lord's hammer crush their heads!"

Boneson raised an eyebrow and was about to say something when he was interrupted by the other villagers.

"Big Brother Boneson, Jabbs didn't lie to us, and he was very nice, every time he came here, he brought us a lot of news, and he never lied to us. ”

"Yes, yes, Uncle Boneson, haven't you spoken to him a few times?

There was an uproar around the fire, and Boneson frowned, glancing at the others, not taking their words to heart, but becoming more wary of Jabus.

"I'll take you for now!" replied vaguely, and Bonethan got up and patted the dust off his clothes, and turned to leave.

After he left, the eyes were on Jabbs again, and although it was a little unpleasant, Jabus did not look embarrassed at all, and continued to tell the story of the 'Bloody Hammer' to the others.

In the moonlight, Bonethan walked near the entrance of the village, and by this time, the log gate in front of him had been tightly closed.

He had commanded the construction of the gnarled gates, with a few gaps between the woods, and even the mud walls that now surround the village, and since then the village has been harassed by wild beasts much less often.

He is not like those villagers who have never left the village and have never seen much of the world, and they believe whatever others say.

A few years ago, he was an adventurer, he had been begging for a living, and he had traveled to many places, but he had never heard of a god called the 'Bloody Hammer'.

Now that Jabbs has suddenly said those things, he probably wants to trick the villagers here into believing in the so-called 'bloody hammer'.

And unlike what Jabbs advertised, the vampires and werewolves living in the royal capital were pardoned by the 'Lord of Light' and the 'Daughter of Two Faces', and this kind of news even adventurers like him, who had been retired for a few years, knew about it, and there was no reason why Jabs didn't know.

But why did he do it now, wasn't he afraid of passing adventurers and merchants breaking his word?

Bonethan stood behind the gate and thought quietly, listening to the chirping of insects coming from outside the village, and the ethereal voices of people in the distance, he couldn't figure it out.

"Fire!"

Just as he was thinking, suddenly a scream rang through the village, "It's on fire! It's on fire!"

Boneson turned his head abruptly, looked over the tops of several houses, and saw a patch of red not far away.

In a moment's frustration, he raised his feet and ran over, but before he could reach it, several more screams and screams rang out, including the voice of the same Jabbs.

"My lord, save your faith!" it wasn't long before the figures of Jabus and the villagers came back into Boneson's eyes, and he hesitated when he saw the sweaty merchant standing by the fire.

Could it be that Jabbs was telling the truth, but he was really just an ordinary believer, and he didn't want to do anything about the village?

"Pray, you herd!"

Just as he was moving forward and thinking at the same time, another arrogant laughter came into his ears.

As soon as his heart tightened, Boneson turned his head to see several men dressed in black walking from the direction of the flames, and one of them was dragging a woman who was constantly struggling and crying.

For a moment, Bonethan thought of the two dark races of 'vampires' and 'werewolves', because what they said was exactly the same thing that Jabbs had said before.

"Pray to your gods, that you will have an easy death!" said the speaker, looking up to the sky and laughing.

Boneson didn't have any weapons in his hands, but the enemy did, and for a moment, he didn't know whether he should rush forward or wait a moment......

However, at this moment, Jabus suddenly cried and said, "Pray with me, my voice alone is too small to reach my lord, pray with me!"

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