He checked all the supplies, especially food and water, and then divided them all. Some refugees who were originally in higher status are still complaining that they have not received what they deserve and that what they have received is not enough. However, after being glared at fiercely by the bearded Lester, everyone fell silent.

On the other side, Zeling and her warriors are also serving the army and the people as much as possible.

The female star spirit with the charm of a female matriarch swayed her head back and rode the dragon knight forward, stopping from time to time to talk to the people.

She is very welcome to both rich and poor.

She could see the sincere serenity on the faces of the Star Spirit Clan as she passed, though only for a moment. Ze Ling knew very well that this was not because she had any superpowers, but because compared to the recent encounters of these people, her gentle demeanor was really a great relief.

A small huddled figure caught Ze Ling's attention, it turned out to be a girl, in the Star Spirit Clan, female life is too rare.

I saw her sitting pitifully on the sidelines, her pink eyes empty and dull.

Zeling knelt beside her, placing his hand on her shoulder. The girl jerked, turned her head, and stared at her like a frightened beast.

"Don't be nervous...... Zeling said in a soft voice, giving her a bag of water. When she finished drinking, she said, "I'm Ze Ling, what's your name?" ”

The child hesitated for a moment, then replied, "I—my name is Santis." ”

"Where is your family?"

"I—I don't know what to do."

"Are you from Sulamah?" Zeling couldn't remember if he had seen the child, but that didn't mean that Santis wasn't necessarily a resident of the place.

"It's not...... I am a native of Aranshina. ”

Ze Ling tried his best to hide the worry in his heart.

When the demons set a trap for the Astral Army, they were already hunting down the inhabitants of Aranshina, and Santis was one of the refugees. Zeling learns from the survivors that many of them had been killed by the Burning Legion before the refugees could flee the Tiger's Mouth. The child's family may still be alive – or they may have died.

"When was the last time you saw them?"

Shantis's eyes widened: "I'm with a friend...... And then the monster came. I tried to run home, but someone stopped me...... Told me I had to go in a different direction, so I ran somewhere else. ”

The girl hid her face with her hands. Tears welled up. "I should have gone home! I should be home! ”

It was another tragedy, and Ze Ling couldn't bear to listen to it. If possible, this Zeling would do everything she could to inquire about the whereabouts of the child's parents, but she had almost confirmed the fact that the child's closest family member was no longer alive and that the girl was now alone.

"Has anyone taken care of you along the way?"

"Nope."

It took two days for refugees from the small town of Aranshina to catch up with the main force, and it was a miracle that Santis was able to survive unharmed alone.

Even many of the older Star Spirit Clan have fallen to the side of the road, and most of Zeling's compatriots can hardly bear the torment of the war. The Star Spirit Race wasn't a weak race, but they were at a loss once they left that pampered environment—a weakness that hadn't manifested itself until now.

Ze Ling should be grateful for the once broken civilization at this moment. Because she, Zeratul, and Lester have all grown up in a different environment, and of course there are only a handful of people like them in the Star Spirit Clan.

There are many others who suffer as much as Santis, but there is something about this child that strikes Ze very deeply, perhaps because her appearance and body are very similar to her childhood self. Zeling didn't care about that, she told the kid to stand up.

"I want you to sit on the dragon knight and follow me all the time." It would be a violation of military orders to do so, but Zeling didn't mind. She can't help everyone, but for Santis, she wants to pull it with all her might.

Santis's face was still haggard. But for the first time, his eyes lit up. She climbed onto her mount, and once Zeling was sure she was seated, she urged the dragon knight to go.

"Where are we going?" The girl asked.

"I still have a lot of things to do, and the little bag hanging on the left has some dried fruit for you."

Santis immediately turned around to find the bag. After some hard searching, I finally found those light foods.

Zeling didn't tell her that it was her ration, and that the members of the Templars had been trained to survive with minimal food. They even fast four times a year, a ritual usually to show devotion to the god of civilization.

In the war-torn era. The effects of these trainings are evident.

Zeling continued to move forward, praying for the blessings of refugees when he encountered them. Many refugees were simply overtired, while others were injured. For the latter. She always did her best to help them, praying for the divine power and divine revelation of the god of civilization.

To her delight, the goddess probably also thought that today was a good day, so every rescue she made was a great success.

Suddenly, she saw an infected wound on a wounded man's body and couldn't help but be shocked.

She couldn't tell at once whether the wound had been deliberately left or an accidental abrasion, the green pus that flowed from all around her gave her a premonition that it was bad, and the shape of the wound was very strange.

The injured was an elderly male Star Spirit Clan, pale, unconscious, and short of breath. His head rested on his brother's arms, and the hair of the male star spirit clan was tied back, and the comb-like headband was inlaid with agate and emerald.

"How could he make himself like this?" Zeling asked, not confident that he would be able to stop the wound from becoming infected, and there must be some disturbing reason for this.

"He didn't do it, someone else harmed him."

"I don't know what you mean."

The male star Spirit Clan tensed his face, trying to calm himself down so that he could explain to her, "That thing...... He said it looked like...... Like a wolf or a hound...... But the whole shape is distorted, like running out of a nightmare......"

Ze Ling couldn't help but shudder, she knew that the woman was talking about the Hellbeast, a four-legged demon that had threatened Zeratul's life more than once. They are especially fond of finding people with mana, and when they find them, they draw the forbidden from their bodies, leaving behind an empty shell at the end.

"And he was wounded all the way from Aranshina?" Ze Ling was surprised that someone could travel so far with such a serious injury.

"No, he was wounded after we left the main unit." The male star said bitterly, "The wound was left when he secretly went to find food for us two days ago. ”

Two days ago? If that were the case, they should be in the crowd that flocked to the Sacred Mountain of Karanlin, and Zeling was sure that no demon would go it alone in violation of military regulations.

"Can you be sure that was only two days ago? Is it happening around here? ”

"I'm sure it's in the forest that is now south of us." Ze Ling bit his lip, it should be the forest behind the Star Spirit Clan's troops.

Ze Ling leaned over, carefully examined the wound, and then said, "Let me heal it." ”

She forced herself to touch the wound, thinking that at least she should stop the infection from getting worse. She heard the rapid breathing of Santis behind her, and the girl worried for her, and no one knew what would happen to those who were injured by demons. The Burning Legion will not miss any possibility of spreading the plague.

The star spirit hadn't risen yet, but Zeling didn't care. Although the appearance of the star spirits was also the time when the Ze spirits were at their strongest, they never felt the gods far away. Day or night, the grace of civilization is always with them.

"Civilized God, listen to my supplication." She whispered, "Give peace and comfort to your people." Guide my hands to the root of the evil and eradicate the cause of the disease so that the innocent can be restored......"

Ze Ling whispered words in his mouth, concentrating his pure mental power on healing.

She had treated Brocks' injuries before, but his injuries were nothing compared to the man in front of her. So, she could only try to control her emotions and not let herself be discouraged. (To be continued......)