Chapter 52 Vitality

The villagers let out a whisper. ()

Tarrant explained: "Since the disease is caused by the black fish, there may be cured species nearby, just as the snake apricot leaf can relieve the paralyzing pollen of the snake apricot, and there may be hope in the space where the black fish can live." We should give them a chance. ”

Bigger talk, opposition.

"Those are monsters" the young man was even more angry, "they will never recover"

The village chief bowed his head and did not express his opinion.

"Hahaha," Kira Veton stood up, "Maxine's loyalists always preach forgiveness and salvation, and he has brought forth the filth of the world, yet my god has told me that even a sinful thought is worth the life of those damned beasts. ”

"You're just ......" Tarrant snapped in time, this time he didn't want to irritate the priest again, "People have the right to live, they can't resist the changes in their bodies, but their consciousness, their spirit is still your loved ones, give them a chance"

"They attacked the village and killed our relatives," one villager protested in a low voice.

"My lord," the village chief stretched out his hand to stop the discussion, "is it Albert's request?"

"No, he was so deep in remorse that he regretted everything he had done, even willing to die to atone for his sins. Whatever the facts, I hope to give them a chance to rehabilitate themselves, because the strange disease has led to a change in their thinking, hunger has prompted them to commit crimes against their will, and I cannot give up the possibility of curing them."

"They're monsters," cried the young man.

"Don't you want to see your sister again?" Tarrant replied loudly, "Perhaps, your sister will be back"

"......" The young man opened his mouth but couldn't shout, and his hand holding the fishing gun trembled slightly.

"Lost loved ones can come back," Tarrant pointed out the door, "as long as a cure is found, the broken family can be reconciled." ”

The villagers lowered their heads, and a child whispered, "I want them back." ”

"But my lord," the village chief hesitated, "even if we stay in the house, they will still come and attack us, and the choice is not ours." ”

"I'm sure they won't show up," Tarrant wasn't sure, praying he wouldn't see them that night.

Connasius walked up to Tarrant, "I must keep the villagers safe, give them a chance if they don't attack, and until then, the defenses must be put in place." ”

Taranta nodded, "I understand. ”

The hut suddenly fell silent, as if everyone in the room was thinking about something.

"I'm going to check the oil tank," Conasius led the soldier out the door.

The villagers scattered with sighs, and the children looked curiously at the soldiers outside the window.

"Your construction is ridiculous," said Kira Veton, who followed Tarrant to Katrina's side, insisting on the subject, "the murderers can't return to the village, and all monsters, whether they can recover or not, must die." ”

"What if some of them didn't hurt anyone else at all?"

"Who can judge?" the priest looked at Katrina, "if she comes with them, can you be sure she won't change?"

"Kira Veton," Tarrant looked at her earnestly, "I don't know who you believe, but you're more of an executioner. ”

She smiled, as if she had been complimented, "Oh, ironically, even though there are huge differences, there's no denying that we have the same goal: to eradicate evil, don't we?" she put away her bottle, "I don't mind what you do with the villagers, but the mage has to be up to me." ”

"Jim is not Lovell", Tarrant reminded her.

"Maybe", Kira Veton lay down on all fours, looking like she was enjoying the position, her eyes staring at the roof.

Tarrant also lay down, he smelled the body fragrance of the girl next to him, the familiar fragrance of Fenglan, he remembered Mara, she always talked a lot of nonsense before resting...... "What are you thinking?" he asked the girl next to him.

Kira Veton turned his head and looked at the paladin, "I'm imagining what it's like to ride on you. ”

"Rest", Tarrant turned his back to her.

In the evening, the noise of children woke Tarrant, and there was a strange girl in the room, a pale blue mage robe.

"She's from Wilsing?" Tarrant asked the soldier at the window.

"Yes," the soldier leaned over Tarrant, "Conasius's girlfriend." ”

"Oh......" Tarrant only saw the girl's side, fair skin, long orange hair, and saw that the texture of the robe was not outstanding, it should not have been teleported by herself, "Why did she come?"

"The soldier who returned to Wilsin has reported to the chief, she must have come secretly. ”

Tarrant moved his shoulders and jumped out of bed, "When?"

"At seven o'clock, reinforcements are expected to arrive before midnight. ”

Conasius stood at the door, he seemed to be a little cold to his girlfriend, Tarrant walked past the girl, her delicate face, her hands were smooth and soft, Tarrant speculated that her family was very good, "Conasius, she ......"

"Jill, my friend. She brought information that the vigilantes had received a report. ”

"Ordinary friends?" Tarrant asked with a smile.

"Yes," Conasius stared at the woods outside the hut, the sky fading and the sun sinking into the woods.

"Would you like some cake, do you want some cake?" the mage jumped and handed him a small piece of strawberry cake.

"No", Conasius didn't look back, "This is the paladin who shelters the light, Tarrant. ”

"Oh, Tarrant, do you want cake?" Jill narrowed his eyes and lifted the cake to Tarrant.

The cake smelled good with fine cream, but Tarrant saw the envious eyes of the children in the fishing village, "No, to the children." ”

Children crowded around the mage.

"She's a mage?" Tarrant asked.

"Summon the mage, she will stay in the house to protect the villagers. ”

"Sir," one of the soldiers asked Connorsius for instructions, "Do you want to light a torch?"

The room had already entered darkness, and from the window, the forest was a shadow, and the oil canisters hanging from the branches were no longer distinguishable from the surroundings.

"No," Connorsius shut, closing the wooden door, "have the villagers returned?"

The village chief nodded, "Yes, my lord, we are all back. ”

The soldier and the young fisherman stared at the window, not aware of anything unusual for the time being, and they had not yet gotten up.

"That's good," said Kira Veton's gruff voice, as she shoved a chunk of cake into her mouth and smeared the cream on the tip of her nose, "That's good." ”

"Thank you," Jill bowed happily.

Very cultured and noble, Tarrant understands the delicate relationship between Jill and Conasius, Connasius is just a soldier, and she is a noble lady who does not match the status.

"If I were a man, I wouldn't want to let you go," Kira Veton straightened her long sleeping hair, her gaze sweeping over Jill's body.

"Hehehe", Jill turned his head shyly, revealing a hint of joy in his shy laughter.

"Look over there," the soldier at the window whispered warning.

People flocked to the windows, and a man stood in front of the woodland twenty yards away.

"Anyone else outside?" Connasius confirmed to the village chief.

"We're all back," the village chief glared with difficulty, "that man ......"

"The village chief, he seems to be Albert," Donna said.