Villeret, who was flying in front, couldn't help frowning when she heard a noisy sound coming from behind. She knew that this group of people was just venting their fears on others. And the neighborhood supervisor who is not a member of the top residents, and who does not dare to rebel against them, is the best target.

...... yes, no one thought things would turn out like this.

For them, this trip to the bottom should be used to relax like a holiday outing, especially those who have had the experience of coming to collect a monthly tax.

It was undoubtedly a cruel place for the apprentices who lived at the bottom; But for the upper-level envoys, they are like the aristocratic lords who "pay private visits to the micro-service", they will be served well, there are food and take, there are "gifts" carefully prepared by the supervisors, and there are women who take the initiative to send to the door to sleep. Compared to the strict rules of the top floor, life here is like a tempting and depraved paradise, which makes every wizard who has been to the top floor unsatisfied.

This time it was supposed to be the same. In fact, all of the wizards of the Grimm School are looking forward to a happy life in their imaginations, as for the "man-eating monsters" mentioned in the intelligence...... The weak "rats" at the bottom can't deal with it, can't they? You know, after the selection, they have fought countless times with the monsters in the wilderness.

People like Willett who take every mission seriously are only a handful.

But no one expected that after they left the ladder and stepped on the bottom, they did not enjoy the beautiful treatment of being welcomed by the beautiful female apprentices, but soon ushered in a bigger and more exciting surprise-

It was a group of monsters who had lost their minds and thirsted for flesh, and they were surrounded by those who rushed to the station; And if they bite you, the injured person will become like them, degenerated into a low-class demon whose brain and skin are rotten and moldy like expired jam.

A series of changes that she experienced not long ago flashed through Wellett's mind.

She smelled an unsettling smell of it, as if a stray beast had stepped into a trap set by the hunters, who might have been caught up in some maelstrom of conspiracy......

"Stop arguing!"

Violet couldn't help but snort.

The people in the back suddenly fell silent. Although Willett does not like to be overpowered, she is about to become the chief student, and she can really play a role among the members of the school.

However, after a while, the bespectacled wizard sneered again.

"Guys, I don't think this guy really knows anything...... Am I right? ”

"Yes, Envoy, you're right, I'm very sorry, it's all my lack of ability......"

Mr. Supervisor naturally didn't dare to refute, but stammered in reply.

When Willett heard this, she knew what was going to happen next—and she couldn't help but sigh, what a poor fool.

Sure enough, the wizard then took the opportunity to say:

"Since it's useless, leave it behind. Flying alone is an extra magical burden for Miss Edward. After all, we're not in a good position right now. Am I right? ”

This is the rule on the magic tower: human life is always divided into high and low. Leaving behind a low-level resident in order to save himself is really not a problem for young wizards with a bright future. Naturally, his companions around him would not speak out against it. And the middle-aged man, who was decided to abandon in a few words, opened his eyes even more desperately......

At this time, only Villelet shook her head and spoke;

"Now is not the time for infighting. Instead of saving a little bit of magic, it's better to focus on imagining how to solve the current dilemma. Have you noticed that there is a problem with the number of demons in this group? I don't think it's a mistake made by the people at the bottom. ”

Everyone was silent.

Yes, the real problem is ...... Even if there is a time difference between the intelligence at the top and the bottom, it is difficult for a plague to convert almost the entire bottom of the population into demons with the currently known way of transmission, after all, the people living here are not a group of civilians who have no ability to resist.

In fact, under the organization of the "Wizarding Life Committee", effective anti-epidemic measures were established before the arrival of the emissaries at the top.

However, the number of monsters in front of them still far exceeds that of the survivors who were not infected by the plague. This only means one thing: there are people among the demons who are not above the tower.

As long as they are aware of this, they can surely come to the same conclusion: this plague is not an accident, but a purposeful invasion by foreign forces, an attack on the entire wizarding tower.

"It's more than that."

Violet clenched her lips, which were slightly pale from the wind.

"I've been counting the distance I've traveled. We are getting closer and closer to the ladder, but the time it takes to travel the same distance is getting longer and longer. Their movements are not irregular, but consciously compress our space for movement. ”

"This can only show one point: this group of demons who are chasing and intercepting us are commanded by someone behind our back."

Hearing this, the faces of the others all turned gloomy.

As if annotating a witch's account, a black line of smoke loomed at the end of the field of vision, approaching with a familiar creepy sound.

“......！”

Is there one on the front too?

Villelet heard the screams coming from behind her and realized it was too late.

- They have already fallen into the trap.

The girl sighed and snapped her fingers, and the wind that carried the weight of the human body beneath them suddenly softened, and everyone fell to the ground lightly.

"Plop."

Villette turned her head and saw that it was the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, as if he had completely lost his strength due to fear, and when he raised his head, he cast a begging glance at him, and by the way, he received a few disdainful glances.

The girl waved her hand, and the gentle wind made the other person tremble and stand up.

Ignoring the middle-aged man's grateful eyes, Villerite refocused her attention on the crisis at hand. At this time, the demons who came from the front and back, exuding the smell of blood, were no more than a street away from them......

"What to do?"

Everyone's eyes, including Duncan David, fell on him.

"Let's go to the building."

Wellett made a decisive decision.

Her gaze fell on a narrow alley not far away. At the end of the alley is a house with a large amount of rusty steel on the skin, with a chimney stuck in the roof, which looks like an abandoned blacksmith shop.

"Let's find a terrain to rely on, so that the demons can only attack from a limited direction, and then we take turns to use range magic to force the demons rushing up to retreat, and then wait for the opportunity to break through."

The girl's order was quite clear. And it really sounded like the best thing to do right now, and everyone nodded unconsciously.

Under the witch's command, six people, including the five on the top floor and the surviving district director, were all safely evacuated to the blacksmith's shop.

……

Standing by the window on the second floor, looking at the waves of walking corpses coming from both sides and about to converge, Villerite subconsciously clenched her fists.

Her heart was clouded. But the girl knew better that she must not show any confusion in front of this group of panicked companions.

The witch turned her head, a confident smile on her pretty white face.

"Don't worry, I've checked the structure of the house, and there will be no problems in a short time. From this window, the number of demons rushing up at a time is no more than ten, and then let's take turns on duty to deal with them, in pairs, every five minutes, and don't be reluctant to use the alchemy props and potions on their bodies. ”

The rest of the people took this opportunity to find a way out according to the map, and if they felt tired, they seized the time to rest. Believe me, we'll be able to get out of here before tomorrow morning comes. ”

"What if you can't find a way out?"

Someone whispered.

"It's okay."

Willett replied naturally.

"I've already sent a letter to the top for help, as long as we hold on here for a while, there will be support tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

At this time, the roar of monsters and the sound of devouring living people could be heard outside the window. The demons running through the streets and climbing along the houses are all approaching here under someone's command.

"So, I'll be on the first shift."

The witch took the initiative to speak, her gaze falling on Duncan David.

The other party is his friend, outstanding strength, level-headed, and the most trustworthy person at the moment.

Duncan Davy, who had noticed the girl's gaze, did not hesitate and stepped forward and stood side by side with Villetel at the window.

The two raised their hands at the same time—

A blinding flash of fire erupted in the air, and at the same time there was a loud sound that shook the entire blacksmith shop, and the tiles above his head trembled.

This is the fourth-level spell "Burst" in the natural realm, which is one of the most destructive forms of official magic known, and Willett has also added an alchemical material called "Open Fire Glue" to it, making it as powerful as a high-level spell for a short time.

At the same time, a pillar of wind stretched upwards from the ground rose out of thin air, enveloping the flames inside.

Duncan Davy masterfully seized the moment and unleashed just the right spell. The wind took advantage of the fire, and the fire, which had already covered the entire wall, expanded in an instant, completely engulfing the entire street.

Accompanied by a dazzling light, the blazing wind poured into the window in an instant, blowing the people who were caught off guard and blowing the hair of the two people standing in front of the window back.

The witch held back her fluttering blonde hair, narrowed her beautiful emerald eyes slightly, and looked ahead.