Greg looked at the empty stool across the round table, where the boy had sat had gone. But the tea had not yet cooled, and the curling white gas slowly floated out of the tea, but soon dissipated into the air. Greg silently raised his teacup and drank the hot tea.

It was very hot, and the hot skin of the mouth was blistered. If it was Allen, such pain would definitely make him grin, but Greg wouldn't, decades of hunter life had made him accustomed to physical pain. But the psychological wounds have never been able to heal, and he still remembers that in the early morning half a year ago, he saw the mangled body of the girl at the door of his house.

"Finally, it's still coming. Greg turned his head and looked out the window at the scenery, the breeze blowing, the shadows of the trees waving, a quiet and peaceful scene. This was the place he longed for, and it was the peace that he had left behind to hide here was to go against the way he had been an indomitable hunter decades ago.

But what does it matter, he's not a hunter anymore.

He looked down at his right leg. It was the straw that broke his career as a hunter, his right leg was crippled, and although he could still walk slowly, it could not allow him to continue running or support his upper body to complete the battle.

He walked out of the [ghost town] alive, but he couldn't bring out his whole body. No one, no ghost, can hurt him, only the years can hurt him, the years are taking him away little by little, starting from the thighs. Greg knew very well that he had no way to fight the years, just like his old friend Karan, under the gaze of the old man of time, he also let go of his hands little by little.

He's lived long enough, and even if Heaven lets him die now, he has no regrets. But if he had to say it, it wasn't nothing, he wanted to see how far the boy could go. He wondered if the boy could lead the Terrans to victory over the Dragons and accomplish what even Perseus had not been able to do. As the last of the four kings, he felt obligated to bring the answer to the other three old men.

Only, will he really live to that day?

He suddenly thought of Allen again, the boy who had slammed the door away. At the end of the day, this is a war between two races, not a hunt by one man, in which all will be warriors. Greg believes that Ian is ready, however, it seems that not everyone is ready to take responsibility.

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After leaving Greg's home, Allen's heart still couldn't calm down. He did not immediately return to the village, but sat down by a large tree, not knowing how to explain to Peria, who might have left the village if he told the truth.

Wouldn't he never see her again if he left the village?Alan didn't want to see such an ending, he stared blankly at the morning sun above him, thinking about the way Peria smiled at him. In his heart, Alan has always regarded Peria as a princess, and he is a handsome prince, and one day he will marry her from the beautiful castle.

"I mean, no princes, no princesses. But dragons, there really exist, and the people who kill the dragons will not be princes, but hunters. ”

Greg's words suddenly rang in Ellen's mind, messing up all his thoughts. He pursed his lips tightly, and kept telling himself in his heart that Greg was a liar, a big liar. There can be no dragon in this world, there can be no end time, the village will not be destroyed, it will always exist, waiting for itself to grow up and marry Peria, and continue to live a peaceful life day after day.

Although he used to hate a peaceful life, after listening to Greg's "lies", he began to miss the hoe that he had thrown away. Only then did he remember that he should have gone to work, his father was not at home, and if he did nothing, their family would have no harvest in the autumn of the next year.

Thinking of this, he staggered up from the ground and prepared to return to the village. But after taking two steps, his feet slipped and he fell to the ground so violently that he almost didn't fall into the mud. He scrambled to his feet, looking down for what had tripped over him, and after a few seconds, his expression suddenly became a little confused, and then he looked around, slowly discovering something, his expression froze little by little, and his brown eyes showed deep fear.

What did he see? He saw a footprint, and it was normal to find animal footprints on the mountain. But Eren had never seen footprints so big, so big that even if he spread his whole body, he wouldn't be able to fill the entire footprint. If this footprint is real, then what a huge creature is the owner of the footprint?

Alan's barely fully developed Adam's apple squirmed. He slowly raised his head and saw three striking scratches at the front of the footprints. It was a mark of a claw sunk into the dirt, and Eren knew it was at least an arm's depth with just a glance. But he didn't know what that meant, because he wasn't a hunter and couldn't tell the size of his prey by its footprints.

He only knew one thing. That was the direction of the claw, facing the village of Pingshan where smoke was rising.

......

"Pingshan Village, Herin Town. Ian looked at the two small landmarks on the map and muttered, "Where the hell are you going?" ”

Pingshan Village and Herin Town are both the closest human settlements to the Selder Town destroyed by the [Tyrannosaurus]. It's just that the transportation here is not convenient, so even if the town of Salde is destroyed, the people in these two places probably don't know anything. If the Tyrannosaurus does not intend to return to where it was, then it will pass through these two Terran communities.

The question is, where exactly will it choose? Both places are relatively remote, so to speak, outside the jurisdiction of the Hall, except that the population of Herin Town is many times larger than that of Pingshan Village.

"Alright, Herring Town. Ian didn't want to dwell too much on this kind of issue, and he was at a fork in the road, one leading to Pingshan Village and the other to Herin Town. He had to get there before the [Tyrannosaurus] to avoid disaster, and in his opinion, the population of Herin Town was larger than that of Pingshan Village, and the [Tyrannosaurus] should put the next target there.

So he made the decision, put the map in his pocket, and set out on the road to the small town of Herring, where he could reach it in just one day.

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