"Hiss," the smuggler said, waving at the boy, threatening him to retreat back into the corner and move away from Peg. Although these cultists did not know Peg, they could sense the difference in this girl, it was a gift from the Mother of the Crypt, and the transformation into an alien not only enhanced their physical fitness, but also made the Radnor much more sensitive to things in the shadows than ordinary humans.

"Shhhh Peg's presence was clearly beyond the reach of these minions, who had to ask for orders from higher-ups. "I'll take her to meet, hiss, the priest. Radno, who had spotted the witch, stood up, shook its scaly neck, and looked at the girl with long dark green hair by the wall. "It's not safe in the passage, and the rats are here. The monster who asked the question said with some concern, although it had a loyal belief in the Mother of the Crypt, but the madness of the nezumi made it necessary to consider the danger of celibacy.

Radno, who had gotten up, looked at his companion and then at the cramped shelter, knowing that in order to ensure the existence of this safe space, he could not let his companion go with him. In that case, "You, hiss, come here!" said the smuggler, stepping aside and pulling the little boy up from his seat. "Bait. It explained to the other radno. Everyone present has seen the appearance of the rat man eating, those hairy guys are not far-sighted predators, and they do not have the concept of catching them all, for the blood-devouring rat people, the meat in front of them should be eaten first. And a lively child, who has no way to pose a threat to the able-bodied Radnor, is enough to attract the attention of the brutal beast.

The other snakeheads agreed with their brothers' idea, it was not very far from the area where the main priest was located, and the main priest was protected by a large number of elite warriors, so there was no need to worry about the nezumi problem. With this insurance, the plan of having the little girl alone seems to be much more feasible.

"Hey, let go of me!" the little boy, who was undecided about his future as bait, punched his fist on his scaly arm, he didn't like to be caught in mid-air. "Shut up, boy!" the smuggler opened its mouth and roared in front of the boy, the foul smell of its mouth causing the child to subconsciously cover his mouth and nose. "I think you should break his leg first, hiss, so he can't run. One of the monsters around the campfire said. "No, he should have cut his tongue, he was too noisy and would have lured the rats over. The other makes a different point. "But if he cuts his tongue, will the rats lose interest in him?"

"Stop!" the snake-headed man carrying the little boy stopped the discussion among his peers, looked at the child in his hand with vertical pupils, and stretched out his forked tongue to lick the latter's cheek, and everyone gasped in such a threat. "I gagged him and tied his hands so that he could walk and not be afraid that they wouldn't be able to spot the rats when he encountered them. The fate of the poor boy was decided after these words. His hands were tied with rough hemp rope, and it would take a lot of effort for even a thief who is proficient in the art of escape to be a child. What was stuffed in the boy's mouth was part of his sackcloth jacket, and the bait didn't need clothes.

When the departure was ready, the smuggler walked up to Peg with some hesitation. "You, follow me, hiss, go to the main priest. The witch looked up, and she noticed the boy on the other's shoulder, and Peg, who had grown up in the chaos, quickly realized what that meant. However, she didn't feel any sadness for the child who wanted to give her rat meat, in fact, when she saw the other party's embarrassed appearance, the witch actually smiled on her tear-stained face. It's always pleasant to see someone who has offended you fall into trouble, isn't it?

"Okay, I'll go with you. Peg stood up and dusted her clothes, she had seen these so-called priests, when she was around Kouira, so she believed that if she saw that person, she would be treated with the respect she deserved. And the other party will do everything they can to get in touch with that damn curse mark for themselves. Radno didn't expect Peg to be so cooperative, it looked at this girl with some astonishment, and even more determined that her identity was definitely not ordinary.

In the eyes of the other fanatics and prisoners, the escort team stepped out of the shelter. The smugglers don't need light in the dark, and the witches, despite their magical powers, have an unusual body structure that makes them much better than humans in terms of night vision. As for the little boy, he just had to follow the rope in his hand, and no one cared if he needed light. The moment he stepped out of the stairs, the wind blowing in the corridor from nowhere was terrifying, and Radeno had to be careful to observe the traces in the tunnel. Wait, when the Great Mother Earth wakes up from her deep slumber, this will become our only church.

"Hee-hee, you're scared, aren't you?" said Peg, clasping his hands behind his back, whispering in the boy's ear with interest. "I'm telling you, if we come across a nezumi, you're going to be left behind and fed to them. "She likes to intimidate, she likes to watch others panic at her words, and it satisfies her, and convinces her that she is a powerful witch and not a little girl who will be manipulated at will. "Be afraid, and pray that the rats don't smell the fear in you. That way, you can live a little longer, but only for a while. Peg knew very well that even if they had found the priest without encountering any danger along the way, the fate of the little boy might have been to be killed on the spot. No cultist would take a useless child through the perilous underground.

The boy looked at Peg, he couldn't understand why she was saying these things to herself, was this eldest lady frightened crazy? Didn't she realize that she herself was in the same danger? Didn't they take advantage of the carelessness of this snake-headed monster to find an opportunity to slip away? He didn't understand, the child's understanding of the world was incomplete, let alone the great change that an adult could not believe in having just experienced the collapse of the molten iron city, and all the laws that had been applied had lost their effectiveness.

While the large and small teams were groping in the passage, none of them noticed that there was already a tail behind them. Krus's eyes hid the flames from his eyes, and he watched with interest the interaction between the witch and the little boy. He remembered that he seemed to be like this before, because he was called like a dog by the so-called "father" because of the blood relationship, and brutally killed other lives, just to vent his anger. How similar is this to Peg, who has been bullied by Qili, but now the Demon Descendant will not do that, he is a killer, but the killer has his own path, and he is no longer a pathetic heir who lives under those eyes. And all of this stems from a dwarf overflowing with compassion and a stupid human. So, will you be able to meet the man who freed you from the abyss of blind hatred?