Chapter 18: Hitting the Nail

The summoning continued, and the people who died here without exception were hopeful, and they heard rumors that the village of Diru could provide shelter and jobs, but as soon as they set foot in the village, they would only meet a tragic end.

After the fifteenth revenant was over, Ms. Milan was already choked up, it was difficult to read the name smoothly, Krent was also a little tired, everyone was in a very low mood, the atmosphere was too depressing, Krent decided to let everyone rest in place.

Vincent went to comfort Lady Miran, who was a little at a loss, and gave the handkerchief to Alver when he entered the village of Diru, and he had to wipe her tears with his hand. Lady Milan leaned on Vincent's shoulder and cried out loud.

Only then did Alph notice that Vincent was taller than Miss Milan.

Vincent didn't seem to know whether to comfort Lady Milan with a hug, and Alph watched as his hands were raised and lowered, lowered and raised, and finally froze in the air as if in surrender...... Alver couldn't make big movements or make a sound, so he hurriedly gestured to Vincent with an exaggerated lip shape, "Hug her!

But Vincent's attention was completely off, and Alph tried a few times, and finally sat down on the ground and picked up a stick to pick up the dirt.

"Elver, can you talk?"

Alver nodded, "Oh, of course. ”

"What do you think of the experience of the undead?" said Karl, sitting next to him to Alver's right.

"It's miserable, and hopefully deceived. Alver put down the stick and turned his face to look at Carl, "Why do you ask?"

Karl didn't answer, just looked at the two small pits that Alver had cut out on the ground, took the stick, drew an arc under the pit, and added a few small serrations above the arc.

A grinning grinning face was done.

Alfer looked at the smiling face, the two of them sat quietly side by side and did not speak, Ms. Milan's crying was gone, only intermittent sobbing, Alfer slowly became a little distracted, thinking about some things outside the school that the adults in the school said, more bad things than good things.

"I came here and heard that there is a school for orphans. Carl suddenly spoke, drawing Elver's attention back, Karl stuffed the branch back into Elver's hand, and continued: "People say that the disaster is caused by the dragons not guarding the forbidden land, and the dragons who were forced to join the orcs hundreds of years ago were cleared out of the orc category, and the territory was refused to be returned to the dragons, and the argonians who belonged to the dragons were wantonly driven, captured, Buying and selling and even slaughtering, dragons were skinned and turned into barrels of magic materials, and even dragon beasts did not end well, as long as they were stained with the word dragon, even if the name was with this word, the only ending seemed to be a tragic death. Carl looked at Alver, his eyes were full of sadness, "Actually, it's not just the dragons who are miserable, I think many people are crazy, like they have lost their restraints, and they will do whatever it takes to survive, and it's a miracle that I can live so big." ”

"You're working hard, aren't you? Alph didn't know how to answer.

"Everyone is working hard, and I really hope that the mainland will have gods to lead it as it used to be. Karl grabbed Alver's hand and drew a crooked circle with the stick, enclosing the smiling face.

Alver felt that Carl's hands were cold, the same as his own, and the knuckles were covered with calluses, but the whole was soft and dry. Alver did not reject Carl's sudden intimacy, in fact, although he was always stared at strangely uncomfortable, Alfer still felt that Carl's intention was more to be closer to him.

"Why do you keep staring at me, because I look weird?" Alver asked.

"White hair is rare, but that's not the reason. I think you're kind, and you've saved me, and the first thing I see when I open my eyes is you......" Carl took Elver's stick and gave the smiling face with the head a corner, "The school I'm looking for is where you are, so I want to be friends with you, it's as simple as that." Carl continued to draw as he spoke, with a smiling face with horns and a round body and tail, and Alver watched as Carl continued to add details to their work, and finally realized that Carl had drawn a stick figure dragon.

"What are you doing?" Alfer looked up, it was Vincent back, it seemed that Lady Milan had completely calmed, but Vincent's voice sounded excited.

"We're drawing," Carl replied to Vinson, and said bluntly, "Brother Vincent, you should have hugged that Zerg sister and patted her on the back and told her 'it's okay, it's okay.'" ”

Vincent's face turned red, and he stammered, "Don't don't don't talk nonsense! She's my elder, you know? I'm just acting as a ...... As a gentleman, lend your shoulder to the sad lady to lean on!"

Karl held his chin with his left hand and hit the ground with a stick with his right hand, and his words hit Alver's laugh like an arrow from a top scout: "Brother Vincennes, you were indeed a gentleman just now, but your posture is more like a gentleman who surrendered for love. ”

Alfer raised his hands cooperatively, mimicking Vincent's helplessness.

Then Vincent, blushing and gritting his teeth, punched each of them in the head.

As Elfer and Carl grinned and rubbed their heads, Krent beckoned the group to continue overtaking and the people stood in their previous positions.

"Kelinothy Leonard! Listen to my call! The soul of the unloved is being found at this moment! We will listen to all about you!

Krent only recited the summoning incantation, and the green smoke rose like a tornado, blowing Alver almost breathless, and a tall and thin figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Are you the one who deceived me?" the Revenant roared at Krent, "How dare you summon and try to overtake me?"

"I didn't deceive you! O poor man, calm your mind and give those who have compassion for you a chance to listen to your anger, share your pain, and explain themselves!" said Crent, holding his staff aloft, and if he could not use words to appease the undead, he would have to do something else.

"Damn everyone in this curse!" the undead roared, "You'd better be trapped here forever!" As soon as the words fell, the dark shadow rushed directly towards Krent.