The sky was a little overcast, but fortunately it didn't rain, and the three of them rested and stayed for a while to prepare to leave the village. The village chief and the villagers sent a lot of food before they left, and Arthur wanted to refuse, but after a few words in his ear, Bedwell accepted the villagers' kindness.

It is a truth that you should be paid for helping others, and that will not change.

"The village chief and everyone are leaving, if you have any difficulties, you can go to Farin to find me, my name is Arthur. Arthur smiled and waved, and quietly left with Bedwell and Morgan in the wistful eyes of the villagers.

The villagers of Fantu Village stood at the entrance of the village for a long time, and it was not until the three life-saving benefactors disappeared at the end of their vision that they began to discuss it separately, and the battle between the six countries had not yet reached here, otherwise it would definitely cause a sensation.

The village chief turned around and waved his hand to the group. "Okay, gather up what you have left over from yesterday, find an opportunity to sell it to the merchant who travels, and if anyone goes to Farin in the future, give all the gold to the lord. He is not short of money, but we should not ask for these things that are beyond our ability, otherwise our ancestors will not forgive us for not repaying our kindness. ”

A young hunter patted his chest. "Grandpa, I'll go to Farin to find that handsome lord in a while. ”

"Rocco shut up, you can't even tell the difference between east and west, north and south when you go out, and you don't know which direction to go to Falin. The young man's father said.

Rocco took two steps back and lowered his head without speaking, and the villagers around him laughed, and the elders who knew him patted the young man and encouraged him not to be discouraged. There are still long days ahead, and one day the young man will grow up to surpass his father.

Far from all right and wrong, this is nothing more than a peaceful, poor little village.

The village chief shook his head with a smile and said to the villagers. "The Shadow Wolf's fur has some torn lower corners to make a warm coat for Spark's father, who is now the best hunter in the village, and the winters are hard, and Bob's legs are always frostbitten, so make a leg guard for this old fellow, and if the rest can be moved, it will not move. ”

Everyone dispersed to prepare lunch, and in the afternoon the men had to cut down the trees and dispose of the remaining meat. If the meat of the wolf clan is eaten directly, it is very unpalatable, the taste is a little sour, and it can only be pickled, and the village is surrounded by good cloud sandalwood smoked meat, but it can be stored for a long time if you are thrifty, so that you don't have to go hunting from time to time to worry about being ambushed by demonic beasts, and you can have a lot of time left to reclaim wasteland.

Morgan left a bottle of potion before leaving, and asked Betty to give the village chief a drop in the morning and evening, so that the old man could regain his sight in about a month, little Lori nodded heavily, and then handed Morgan a doll carved out of wood in exchange for a gift, which was the only relic left by her father during his lifetime.

The village chief looked at the little granddaughter who was still staring out of the village and touched her head. "You'll have a chance to meet again when you grow up, let's go home. ”

"Yes. Betty clutched the red potion and carried her grandfather home.

The smoke rose slowly, like a cloud of mist. The quiet of the woods still exudes a quiet green atmosphere, there are still a few drops of dew falling on the grass on the ground, the bright colors are beautiful and colorful, revealing a sense of prosperity, what happened yesterday is like a dream, and everything is normal when you wake up in the morning, but if there are no three passers-by, what will happen here, no one dares to think about it, the days must always look forward here Although it is poor but far away from strife, the long road outside the village leads to the distance, and I don't know which group of people will be ushered in.

Around 5 hours of prayer, 10 men dressed in black appeared at the place where Arthur had fought the monster, as if looking for something. The leading man stood silently, a thin sword hanging diagonally from his waist, his whole body tightly wrapped in black, his eyes staring at a boulder that had been split in two. A huge crater was blown out within a radius of 100 meters, and there was not a single grass left around. The stone was flying far away, leaning on the ground, revealing half of its body, and it was the only survivor of the decisive battle.

A man in black walked up behind the man and whispered. "The target is very strong, although I don't know what kind of monster he fought with here, but with our strength, it's not good to catch him back. ”

The man didn't speak, just looked at the boulder quietly.

The man in black continued. "Do you need to ask for your help?"

"It's the last chance, and if you miss it, you won't miss it. The man said indifferently, his voice seemed to come from the extremely cold glacier with a terrifying chill, and the men in black who heard the sound lowered their heads.

The man in black behind him shuddered twice, and whenever he faced this man alone, he would always instinctively feel fear. "What did the people of the village do, I heard that the three people stayed in the village for one night. ”

The man glanced back at him. "Don't you know the rules?", the man said and disappeared into a black mist.

The remaining 9 men in black drew their weapons at the same time and headed towards the village of Fantu..........

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The three of them rode along the Indonesian River, and Arthur frowned at the dark clouds in the sky, always feeling that this was not a good omen. "Morgan, you said it wouldn't rain today, and you see how dark the weather is now. ”

Morgan held the wooden doll that the little girl had given her, and with no expression on his face, he put it back into space when he heard Arthur's question. "How do I know, it's better to think about where to settle than worry, we don't have much time, do you really want to sleep in the wilderness?"

"Of course not, let's cross the Indonesian River quickly, I still have a lot of things to deal with. ”

The three of them continued to walk, and when they were about to reach the border of Falin, Arthur, who had been leading the way in front, suddenly slowed down his pace and looked at the Kerr Mountains in the distance, which had already walked far away, with a slightly puzzled look.

"Arthur, what's wrong with you?" asked Bedwell.

Arthur didn't speak, his eyes gradually turned cold, and he heard the cries of many people in his ears, and after the ability to "listen to the sound of all things" increased, he couldn't be sure if the voice in his ears was an auditory hallucination or something was really wrong.

"Please, don't kill my son....."

"You brutes, I've fought with you ....."

"Father's ........."

"Grandpa, don't die. ..........”

"Betty, run......"

Betty?Is there really something wrong with the Domain? Arthur looked back at Morgan, "Blowing the wind bless us to go back to the Domain, there seems to be an accident there." ”

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Life is fragile and small, and in the eyes of the strong, everything is as weak as ants.

When the three of them returned to the domain, it was too late, and the village that had just been peaceful was now a human purgatory, and Arthur rode to the entrance of the village with no survivors.

There was a hazy drizzle in the sky, and it was cold, cold...... Freezing the hearts of the three people, Morgan closed his eyes slightly and did not speak. A moment later, the drizzle turned into heavy rain, and Arthur walked alone through the entrance of the village, blood staining the streets and slowly flowing down the water to the outside of the village.

It was a massacre that lasted for a very short time, and the villagers were torn apart like animals, and the head of the village was left in the very center of the village with wide eyes, staring at the front with wide, cloudy eyes. His body was holding a little girl in his arms on the other side, his limbs had been cut off, the back of his head had been pierced by two sharp weapons, his eyes had been gouged out, and two beads of blood had slipped from his hollow eyes, as if tears.

Arthur got down on one knee with the holy sword and closed his eyes. Carefully combing through all the veins that can be discovered, this is a habit developed in the past playing deduction games.

There was a man who used a one-handed sword, which was very fast, and instantly split people in two; there was also a strong man who was supposed to be a warrior who tore 8 people with his bare hands, and the hearts of these 8 people were gone; the head of the village chief and Betty's limbs were cut off by a ring-shaped weapon, which should be similar to a weapon like a moon scimitar; Betty's head was pierced by a sharp object such as a bee's stinger, and the body of the person who used this weapon was usually thin.

There was no ignition in the fire, and some of the murderers knew magic or carried magic props, and there were no footprints or other clues around them, all of whom were skilled veterans.

Bedwell looked around for a long time, then returned to Arthur and sighed. "There is no evidence left, not even footprints, why did this group of people attack this place, it is clear that it is not ordinary people?"

Arthur quietly opened his eyes, not knowing that he had combed through all the information he could get, and Arthur's gaze met the hateful head of the village. "We've been here, let's go. He said indifferently.

Arthur raised his head slightly, washing the anger in his heart with the cold rain. Whoever kills, man will kill. I saved the domain, but the domain died because of me. You'd better not be in front of me at the same time, or you'll ........

The two walked outside the village, and Arthur looked at Morgan, "Burn everyone here and the village, that's all we can do." ”

Morgan didn't speak, chanting incantations with his eyes closed.

The three of them rode horses against the heavy rain and stepped on muddy roads to leave the village, and a fiery dragon devoured everything above the village.......