After the farewell reception, some of the drinkers stayed behind to continue drinking, while others returned home with somewhat shaky steps. The poet Matt was drunk in the corner of the tavern, stumbling and stumbling with the xylophone in his hand, humming and not knowing what to sing, and heard that the boss would keep him in the lodging tonight.

Hatsu and Mann stumbled back to their rooms in such stumbling songs.

In Mann's room, he couldn't sleep, and he lay on the bed with one hand behind his head, holding the gold coin that Hiscama had given him. The gold coin also shimmered golden in the dark night, and perhaps this was the most dazzling color for him.

With a slight smile on his lips, he felt that he was getting closer to his ideals, and he began to embark on the business road, making his first business. Although the business came out with some oddities, it was undeniable that he made money.

The gold coin in his hand made him feel heavy in his palm, and this feeling made him feel very relieved, just like the feeling that his father had put a gold coin in his hand for the first time.

This thing can buy all the goods in the world.

His father had told him that he was convinced of it, but Mann didn't realize that he had misremembered a word. His father was talking about all goods, not all things.

In Chu's room, Chu also couldn't sleep, but she didn't need to sleep in the first place.

When she doesn't perceive evil, there is darkness in front of her eyes, nothing, nothing. And when she doesn't speak evilly, she can't make any sound, she can't say anything, she can't speak.

She is like a soul enclosed in a container, almost completely cut off from the outside world, and the only thing she can connect with the world now, except for evil, is only her hearing, which she can hear, which makes her hearing extremely clear. She could hear almost any sound around her, as if she heard the murmur of the poet named Matt right now.

"Oh······ My hometown, I didn't mean to leave you. ”

"Please don't forget me, and when I come back one day, please accept me again. ”

There was a hint of remorse and crying in his voice, he was already reluctant, and the people's farewell made him even more reluctant, but he also knew that he had to leave, because the beasts had arrived.

It is difficult for people who have never left their hometown alone to experience this feeling, leaving the place where they grew up, and knowing in their hearts that it may no longer exist, and all your memories of it will disappear with it.

Matt whispered over and over again to his homeland until he fell into a deep sleep.

In the room, Chu leaned against the wall and tilted his head up.

Hometown, if she hadn't regained her old memories, she might not have any feelings for the word. And now, she can't help but think of her past.

Her hometown must have forgotten her, and she probably won't go back.

She is here to atone for her sins, and maybe she will be able to go back one day, but only on the day she will atone for her sins.

But when will she be able to atone for her sins, she thought, it should be when there will be no more sin in this world.

······

At night, the moonlight hung high in the sky, half-hidden by the light clouds.

In the barren barren wilderness, a beast was biting at the corpse of a beast, gulping down flesh and blood, oblivious to its own wounds.

In fact, if she had first taken a closer look at this place called the Wasteland, she would have found that it was very similar to the Apostolic Wasteland. The beasts here, like the apostolic candidates, are fighting each other for survival.

The difference is that only one emissary can survive, and the beasts here will reach a delicate agreement after killing each other to a certain extent, and they will jointly attack the human city and start preying on the humans.

The beast in the wasteland was burying its head in the corpse and gnawing on it, with blood on the corners of its mouth, when a roar was heard from the distant wilderness.

The roar was far away but still audible to every beast, and it was loud enough to convince the beasts of the wasteland.

After hearing this roar, the beast, which was still gnawing at the corpse, stopped, looked up in the direction from which the roar came, hesitated for a moment, and walked in that direction.

At the same time, most of the beasts of the Badlands began to gather in the direction of the sound.

On the night of mid-autumn, the beasts begin to gather, and the city of Hiscama is about to face one of the worst wars.

······

When the morning sun shines through the clouds, it still has a little gray color. The sky was covered with brownish dust, and it was so barren.

The soldiers of Hiscama stood at the head of the city, looking out at the gray-yellow wilderness in the distance below the city.

When there were no beasts, the barren land was like that, empty and monotonous, and everywhere there was one color.

Throughout the autumn, the city of Hiscama was in full swing, and even when there were no wild beasts, there were always a large number of soldiers stationed at the head of the city.

A sentry stands on a watchtower, holding a telescope and looking into the distance.

He looked along the edge of the wilderness, and suddenly, he saw a black dot at the end of the wilderness. He was stunned for a moment, and then there were more and more black spots, and in the gray-yellow sunlight of the morning, they appeared densely in the sky.

The sentry's pupils contracted slightly, and his body froze in place, but he quickly reacted and ran to the alarm bell of the guard tower and rang the bell.

"When!when!when!"

Loud alarm bells echoed above the city walls, and even the city's inhabitants could hear them. Some went to the window and looked out at the wall, some locked the door, and some found their weapons and put them beside them.

On the city wall, the soldiers gathered at the top of the city with weapons and shields, and a leader stood under the watchtower and looked at the sentry on the watchtower and shouted.

"Is it the herd coming, how many are there, and how much time is there to prepare!?"

On the watchtower, the sentry swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shouted to the people below him with a frightened look.

"It's not a herd of beasts, it's a tide of beasts!

The beast tide is different from the beast herd, the beast herd is just a group of some beasts gathered together, and generally speaking, the number is only a few hundred or thousand, and it is still within the controllable range. Most of the beasts that attacked Hiscama before were just herds.

The beast tide is an attack launched by the beast king of the barren land who gathered all the beasts, and the number will never whisper tens of thousands, and sometimes even tens of thousands.

This number of beasts is completely enough to threaten the city of Hiskama.

The leader of the soldiers under the guard tower lost his mind for a moment, and then reacted immediately, pulling a soldier next to him and said.

"Go and inform the city lord immediately, and also, the whole city is ready for war!"