The Forty-Fourth World War A lone horse

Avino rode his horse and galloped across the grassland, and he had an important task of getting to the town in advance to ensure the safety of its inhabitants. The rest of the group, along with the large force, continued to contribute to the battle. Edith was tempted to help him, but relented at Betsy's insistence. "It's going to take people here!" Bessie told her.

As soon as he ran away, many dragons were focused on him, and they thought Avino was alone and wanted to devour him. Fortunately, with the help of other teams and Lovett, he was able to get out of the fog and stay away from the line. Although the fire spread quickly due to take-off. The fire on the lawn, which was far away from the center of the unit, was apparently not that large. There are even a few wild donkeys and hares jumping and running in the grass, and a familiar figure about three meters tall stands not far from these animals. Avenor called out, Zemel didn't see Albert on him, he wouldn't really be thrown out by Zemel, would he? If he was thrown out, then where would he be now? Will he still be on the front line? Zemel is a human horse, will it know or see something?

"Hey, Zemel!" Avino tried to let go of the reins, swaying back and forth unnaturally, clapping his hands, "Come here!"

"Whew!" Zemel turned to Avino, then turned and ran in the same direction, looking at Avino every few steps. Avino understood what he meant, and drove his horse to follow. Seeing that he had a reaction, Zemel ran in that direction with all his might.

Strange, Averno found something suspicious, didn't Zemel's tail catch fire? Why did it go out so quickly? It was impossible for the wind to blow out the fire, and there was no pond nearby, how did Zemel solve it?

Avino's horses were randomly assigned to the troops, and they were medium-sized horses, which were naturally incomparable to Zemel's speed. Soon they were a little closer. Zemel was very spiritual, and knew that if he did this again, Avino would be separated from him, so he slowed down and began to keep a proper distance from Avino.

"Boom!" another shout, and the outline of the town appeared in the distance, and Avino reacted. Ah, it turns out that this guy came here before, how smart he is, he learned to ask the townspeople for help. Albert may have been there as well, and although he was injured, he should have recovered quickly if he touched the potion with the help of the townspeople. Thinking of this, Avino's interest was raised, and he couldn't help but praise Zemel a few words: "It's really you!

After receiving orders from the troops, the townsfolk took refuge in their homes, and there was no one on the road, and Avino tried to knock on the door of a house with a large front yard, but the lawn above was very dirty, as if there had been a big brawl: "Hello, is anyone here? I'm a soldier from Covey." ”

There was no movement in the door, and Avino stepped forward, leaning on the wooden door and listening to the sound of the room to make sure that there was no one, when a hesitant reply slowly sounded in the next room: "Who are you?"

"Avino Wilson, from the First Demon Hunting Group. to make sure everyone in the town is safe!" replied to Avino's voice in a firm tone. He knew that this would soon make them compromise and open the door to discuss with him.

"Hmm......" The voice was still very vigilant. "Can you show us your medals? We want to make sure - rest assured, we won't steal from you, and we won't dare steal from soldiers—"

"Are you crazy? what if he casts a curse on the medal or something?" said a female voice eagerly, sounding a little old.

"But isn't it true that the Demon Hunter's Medal can't be used for anything like magic, and it contains a material that no witch can touch, so it shouldn't happen?"

There was a moment of silence in the room, but Avino waited patiently.

"The ......"

"Anyway, please, if we check and confirm that you are the one who came to help us, then we will definitely open the door and let you in. But as you know, if you are not a soldier but a dangerous person, then if I open the door for you, the lives of the more than 100 people in the house will be threatened!"

"Well—" Avino laughed, and had to remove the bird of vengeance from his chest, which had not been taken off since the first day he came to Covey. "How am I going to give it to you?"

"Just throw it in the mailbox at the door. ”

"Oh - all right. With a crisp thud, Avino handed them the badge. The reason why he gave them so easily was because this kind of badge could not be exchanged for a little money, and each badge was custom-made, and each badge was engraved with each person's name and the rank of the troops. Even if you sell it outside, you will immediately win the theft and be arrested. Even if this kind of thing is done, it will not benefit the thief himself.

"Click. The door opened, and the room was black, reminding Avenor of an earlier encounter in the Trenia district, where a woman was petrified on a chair with a bruised skin that was completely unrecognizable to her appearance or identity...... Aveno, a little disgusted by the scene, immediately shook his head and tried to stop himself, just as an impatient warning sounded in the room.

"Hey, can't you get in, if you don't come in, I'll close the door!"

"Ahh

"Shut the door!" said the old man, angrily, and when Avino closed the door, he tossed him back the medallion.

"Ahh......h A dirty little hand immediately reached over and snatched it away.

"Eva!" the slightly old voice rang out, "What are you doing? Give it back to him!"

"But ......," the girl hesitated, "we've ......"

"It's someone else's, not yours! You're stealing! Do you want to be like the thieves outside the door?"

"Hmm......" Eva stepped out of the shadows, the bird of vengeance in her hand. looked at Avino in fear, his eyes full of grievances: "It's still ...... Give you back ......."

"Thank you. Averno took the medal from Eva's hand and put it back on his chest. Suddenly he looked at her with some amusement, stretched out his hand to her, and when he saw that she did not resist, he rubbed her head: "Why are you looking at me like this? I won't eat you." ”

"Because, because my grandmother said that Covey's people are all heroes of our frontier people. On such occasions they will not be as careless as the Warren people will be brave enough to stand up and protect us. After Eva finished speaking, she suddenly thanked him as if she had thought of something, and bowed: "That, thank you very much......! Is it really the Covey logo that you dropped on the ground before? I'm the first person to see Covey, so some, a little curious!"

"Ah, it's not ...... actually."

At this time, the old man on the side sighed and walked out of the shadows: "The people in our border area will always be forgotten by the people in the army. The more you are in the frontier, the more disadvantageous it is. But you Covey people will still come to help us, and rightfully so, you will be called 'heroes'. ”

Heroes...... Avenor sighed a little, in fact, until now, the human race has not won a battle, at most it is only a tie with those monsters. If you insist on talking about heroes, there is a person around him who he regards as a hero, but now his whereabouts are unknown......

Wait, yes, why don't you ask the townspeople here? Maybe they'll know something.

"Excuse me, may I ask a question?" asked Avino.