67. Ashes

Barbara woke up a little unconvinced by her eyes, the summer sun was a bit harsh, and she squinted her eyes to cover the sun from her forehead. But he found that his hands were no longer obedient. The paralyzed ones seem to be gone. It's the same for anyone to be trapped overnight with a backhand, even the caster.

In front of her was a large scorched earth, scorched from fallen tree stumps. There are also sparks on the earth. Vaguely recognizable were the corpses of small animals that had fallen down. The valley, which was full of life yesterday, is now dead silent.

Barbara's hands and feet were cold, could it be caused by yesterday's fire? She suddenly remembered a precept from the Apocalypse Academy, which forbade the use of fire-based spells in the forest. But the ban on this day is just a joke, because it's hard to define where the forest is and where is the wood.

"Why didn't yesterday's fire burn you to death!" Leah held up a big belly and her face was covered in black ashes, "you nasty arsonist, criminal." Your homes have been ruined by you. ”

"Evil spellcaster, prepare to bear the wrath of the villagers of Ashfurnace Village. Lance hadn't closed his eyes all night, his red eyes bloodshot. The kobolds attacked only a few people who were slightly injured as they moved to the monastery site. But last night's fire set fire directly on fire in the Valley of the Ashhearth.

If it weren't for Old Bill who stopped the spread of the fire at the last moment, it is estimated that the entire Ashfurnace Valley would have been reduced to ashes, but even the Golden Knight is just a larger ant in the face of the forces of nature. In the end, Old Bill only stopped the fire from spreading, and the thatched huts of the villagers in Ashfurnace Village, except for the stone houses of the nine knight families, were reduced to rubble in the fire. More than a dozen people are missing.

The world is so cruel, yesterday it was still lush and full of life, and today it is a wail. Lance hadn't closed his eyes all night, but he didn't have time to rest.

"Still haven't found His Highness Merlin?"

"No, I have searched every corner of the Ash Furnace Valley, and I have not seen the figure of His Highness. "After last night's battle and the baptism of fire, the eight knights actually survived, although they are also exhausted at the moment, but there is already a bit of iron and fire in their eyes. Unconsciously, their cooperation with each other has become tacit.

Merlin is really a short-lived lord, Lance has a headache, and he has to think about how to face the wrath of the King of Cyris.

But before that, the question now is how to get through the current difficulties.

"Lost lamb, the Father has forgiven your sins!" Father Yuri, dressed in a new black robe, holding a white scepter and a bright silver ornament wrapped in a bright silver ornament, walked among the mourning crowds.

Yuri came to Lance with a kind face: "The Holy Father is ready, although today is not a Sunday, we can use the sacrament to soothe the sad hearts of the people. But the white bread of the sacrament needs to be prepared by Lance. ”

Lance had a look of embarrassment on his face, last night's fire had destroyed a lot of things, not to mention white bread at this time, even black bread could not be taken out. At this time, Lance was still hungry.

"The flour has been burned to ashes, Lord Yuri. Jerry struggled to make his words sound calmer. Tom beside him was not so calm.

"The church is going to hold the sacrament, why should we come and provide food. "If it weren't for Jerry's pull, Tom would have rushed over by now, and now everyone is covered in dust, only this guy is well-dressed and doesn't know where to hide last night. "I'm curious where I got this dress on the priest from last night's fire. ”

"God forbids the Father, and the pious will not suffer calamity. An abnormal flush appeared on the priest's face, "Anyway, there is a sacrament service today, and the food is prepared by you. With that, Yuri left quickly.

"Lord Lance, what should I do?"

"Just do as he says," Lance said with a wry smile, "if you don't have bread, prepare something else, more beans and fruit, and less bread and wine, and it doesn't matter if you have less bread and wine, and at this time it is the most important thing to appease the sadness in people's hearts." ”

"If only His Highness Merlin were here, it would definitely not be messed around with that priest. Jerry said with a sigh.

"Merlin, Merlin has gone to the Black Forest, he said that he went to find the magic crystal, and he will be back in a few days. Fei Er said angrily.

"Phil, tell me where Merlin went?" Lance's heart seemed to shine brightly in the darkness, the best news he had ever heard.

But trying to know from the mouth of a frost giant's toddler what happened a few days ago is basically tantamount to ten delusions, otherwise she wouldn't have lost herself in the Great Wasteland. However, her family didn't seem to be worried, there were few creatures in the Great Wasteland that could harm the Frost Giants, but they didn't expect her to wander to the Ashforge Valley, which was almost the edge of the Great Wasteland.

As long as His Highness Merlin is alive, it will be easy to do. Lance was motivated in an instant, and it seemed that the Valley of the Ashheart, which had just experienced a fire, was not so ugly. "Mr. Tom, I give you an order in the name of the Grayfurnace Village Tax Collector. Lance squinted his eyes and slowly stood up against the rising sun.

"Yes, Mistress Lance. Tom straightened up in the breeze.

"I want you to go to the Black Forest, find His Highness Merlin, and tell him what happened here. ”

Centered on the battlefield of kobolds and eight knights, there are fallen and burned trees everywhere. The bushes and brambles were burned to the point that only a short part of the ground was exposed. But not all of them were burned down. The pine forest where Merlin built his bamboo hut and the bamboo he planted survived the fire because they were surrounded by streams.

The apple trees near the dense forest were partially scorched, and the vineyards were not affected because they were far away. Phaseolus fields are also lucky. It is particularly fresh and tender under the watering of the sweet spring.

The slug was so sad that he dug a pit and buried his beloved puppy in it. However, Rommel had promised him that he would have a wolf cub in the future, and this time the village of Ashfurnace had caught many wolves. At that time, the cubs born by those wolves will be much stronger than puppies, and they can be used as mounts when they are raised.