It rained all night at the camp.

It wasn't until early in the morning that Gundam got out of the slightly sour futon, and the late autumn cold made him remind his wife and daughter.

"It's frosty, wear more clothes!"

With a sleepy and unclear promise, it came from upstairs.

Gundam rubbed the back of his neck at this time, he hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time, he was going to set off again after returning home yesterday, but was stopped by Lisina and told him to rest for half a day, after all, the food can last for two days.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded in the distance, and Gouda pushed the door open, then tightened, and he listened to the sound of horses' hooves.

"It's not a dream." Looking at the pale white temple of space-time, Gundam's eyes narrowed.

Last night the people were so excited, including Lisna, who celebrated the arrival of the god scroll and the possession of faith.

Only Gundam went to bed early with a normal heart.

Someone opened the window and saw the Sanctuary Iron Rider carrying a large bag of supplies.

This is Numan's personal guard, and the lowest is also the peak of the eighth-level warrior, and there is no shortage of ninth-level warriors.

It can be seen how much Numan attaches importance to the Temple of Time and Space.

This team has a total of twenty-six people, ten of whom are at the peak of level eight, and sixteen are level nine, and they are big people who are not usually seen in the camp.

They dismounted and bowed to the temple in the square, and then announced the order that Numan had brought.

"This camp, from now on, has legal independence and can name itself, and is no longer a nameless camp.

Numan-sama designated the strongest of you to be the Gundam? Tannin as the administrator of the camp.

This is a gift from Lord Numan, so you can divide it among yourselves. ”

These Sanctuary Iron Riders were so arrogant that they didn't gather the inhabitants of the camp, but announced the news on their own, and no matter how many people heard it, they got on their horses and prepared to leave.

The strongest of them, the ninth-level warrior, saw the Gundam coming by.

"Zilman? No wonder he's a reckless man. He didn't wait for Gundam to react and rode away with the others.

"Madu is stronger than me......" Gundam laughed at himself as he watched the men leave.

Numan's family has a means of cultivating demonic beasts in batches, this kind of horse can wear heavy armor and carry knights at high speed, and it is itself a powerful earth-type seventh-level demonic beast.

Then Gundam's eyes were much darker, because he was insulted.

The Zilman people are basically the collective name of all barbarians, but more than 400 years ago, this generation referred to a country, a mountain country.

The bags that the knights left behind did contain a lot of things, and as a monster, they were larger than normal horses, and they also had a cargo saddle.

"There are names." Gundam looked through his pockets on the ground and found that they were given according to the population of the camp, and some even had a large pocket.

He couldn't figure out what Numan was up to.

He also tried to go to Sanctuary Castle to become a member of the guard, but Numan's family had a feud with the Zilman, and he was rejected.

If it weren't for these Sanctuary Castle Iron Riders, he couldn't remember it.

Gundam sat in the middle of the sacks, and when the frightened camp residents finally dared to come out, he began to hand out bags one by one, avoiding the possibility of fighting.

Finally, he looked at the remaining bags and fell into deep thought.

The inhabitants of the camp didn't think much of it, but Gundam knew what Sanctuary Castle meant.

It's even a little complicated.

The resting Sentinel Squad had already run over to help deliver supplies, and previously, they had been under the command of Sanctuary Castle and now independent, and they were looking at Gundam.

"You guys take it and divide it." Gundam fingered a pocket, then turned his head and walked away.

Back home, Lisna watched with joy as he returned with a full load.

"Where did this come from?" She asked.

"Sanctuary Castle." Gundam frowned.

"What's wrong?" Lisina saw that Gundam was not satisfied.

Gundam glanced at her daughter, and Lisina hurriedly asked her daughter to go upstairs, until the good girl who kissed her parents on the cheek went upstairs, and he first explained what had happened just now before he explained his concerns.

"It's the Iron Riders of the Sanctuary Castle who came to deliver the things, and you know their identity.

When I left, their captain called me Zilman, and the tone was very wrong.

I thought it was just his personal meaning, but look, what is it? Pumpkin! We were the only ones in the camp who received the pumpkins.

Damn Numan, ostensibly our camp is independent and has the blessing of the temple.

In fact, he was no longer able to control us who believed in the temple, so he retreated and appointed me as the camp administrator after letting myself go.

Then he struck me with a warning and told me to be obedient! He should send someone to contact me even in person.

I don't know what the Temple of Time and Space has to offer him.

But now, we must not only guard against the looming dark line, but also prevent Numan, who has bought hearts and minds, from attacking us!

I just remembered that his family had conquered the mountains of the Zilman people many times without success, from his grandfather until three hundred years ago! ”

Gundam's words were even a little hysterical in the end.

The Zilman people live in barren mountain communities, and it is difficult for crops to grow well in the mountains.

The Zlman pumpkin, a special crop of the Zilman people, is their staple food, which is rich in starch and can be preserved for a long time without being picky about the soil environment and climate, feeding more than 100,000 Zilman people.

Until three hundred years ago, when the Zilmans came out of the mountains and merged into the kingdom under the soft policy of the League of Kingdoms, these naturally powerful, pumpkin-feeding Zilmans were a nightmare for everyone else when they marched on the battlefield.

Later, many people referred to the people who committed the barbaric acts as the Zilman, turning the name of this people into a derogatory term, and the initiator was none other than the Numan family.

"I know, you told me that when we got married, and when you were rejected by Sanctuary Castle......" Instead of blaming her husband, Lisina hated Numan, the powerhouse of the Sanctuary who was high up and twisted right and wrong.

In her opinion, it is very shameless for the dignified Sanctuary to embarrass these little people.

But she didn't know that the Holy Domain was only a powerhouse in the material plane, and in the four supreme planes, how humble and humble they were, and the situation was not as good as them in the material plane.

This is why the Sanctuary of the Material Plane and the Sanctuary of the Four Supreme Planes give people two completely different impressions.

"And these pumpkins ......," Lisna looked at the pumpkins that Numan used to warn and disgust Gundam.

"Keep it, eat it, I don't care about that, I earn my own face, I think it's what I think, I don't care, I think the courage of my ancestors to survive in the barren mountains, I also inherited!" Gundam is fearless.

He stacked the food in the cellar of the house.

Someone immediately came to inform him.

"Gundam-sama!" The sentinels came to the door and bowed.

Now he had accepted the appointment of the Sanctuary Castle to govern the camp, and Gundam had become the general of the sentinels anyway.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Gundam pulled out a few pureed potatoes from the big bag and threw them to the three sentinels, carefully peeling two of them, one for his daughter and one for Risna.

"What about you?" Lisina was chased upstairs by Gundam with a look of reproach.

The sweet potato is an underground crop, a true fruit, and it is only suitable for eating raw, and it is one of the important crops of Sanctuary Castle.

The snow-white flesh was accompanied by a rich juice, which made the sentinels stop thanking them.

Then they said, "Yes, we used to have to use stove lamps to purify our water in order to get the few drinking waters.

He didn't dare to dig a well for fear that the breath of dark magic and death magic would be polluted through the mouth of the well and even underground.

Now that the temple has been purified, the inhabitants of the camp asked us if we could open two wells for water. ”

In the expectant eyes of the sentinels, Gundam nodded, "Need help?" ”

"No, no, no! We can do it ourselves! Gundam-sama, we're going to dig a well! With a desire for future happiness, the young sentinels left.

"Daddy!" The lovely daughter held up her own small bite of the fruit potato, wanting her father to taste it.

"Xiao Yinna is so good!" Gundam opened his big mouth and bit down hard, but in the end, he shook his mouth and gently kissed his daughter's forehead, "I've eaten it, you can eat it yourself." ”

In doubt, Yin Na hugged the fruit and potatoes and ate them alone.

Gundam put on his cloak, took a stack of monster skins under the bed, packed up everything, and set off again, he had no intention of sitting and eating.

Numan's material support was only once, and from then on, Numan would not care about the life or death of this camp.

He wants to open up new ways for these people to live, just because God has chosen him, and he will not fail to live up to such power and gifts.

"It can't be considered a camp anymore, we are independent, and we are no longer nameless......"

As Gouda passed by the plaza and was walking, he suddenly wondered if it would be nice to change the name of the camp to Tannin.

At the very moment when his idea was born, silver metal flowed out of the temple and stood in the square.

Many people saw this miraculous scene, and they often couldn't help but look at the temple and the square, afraid that they would be abandoned, that it was all a fleeting dream.

The streams of metal slowly shaped into a one-man tall boundary monument with a new name for the place.

"Tannin Town!"

Gundam looked at the new name and felt his heart warm in the sun, this would be the home he would do to protect with his life for this!

Gundam with the stack of hides on his back came to the cobbler's house again, the old cobbler was making the hides, and the hapless boy of Neuler was still lying on the bed and couldn't get up—Gundam didn't have much of a hand left when he was fighting.

"I'm sorry, I was too heavy." Gundam put down the hide, "Please help, I need some winter clothes, some for children, about this tall, and women for women, she is about the height of my chin......"

Gundam tried his best to describe the dimensions to the old cobbler, who also worked part-time as a tailor, otherwise Gundam's new cloak would not have been introduced.

"I understand all of this, Lord Gundam, there are so many animal skins, don't you want to make one for yourself?" The old cobbler brings the conversation to Gundam.

He inquired about Gundam yesterday and knew that someone from Sanctuary Castle had gone to ask about the crime, but for some reason he didn't arrest Gundam.

This morning, another Sanctuary Iron Rider set off for that camp with a large amount of coveted supplies, even if he knew that Numan had deliberately done it for everyone to see.

"No, I'm a sixth-level warrior, frost-resistant, and the Zilman people are not afraid of wind and snow in the harsh winter of the high mountains." Gundam is a tough guy with iron bones.

The old cobbler sighed, and no longer persuaded, he knew this person's temperament, and he thought too much about others, so that yesterday he was successfully kidnapped by his own morality, who had given up blackmail.

As the old cobbler inspected the skins for what parts of the garment they were suitable for, Gundam looked into the back room and saw that the rope he had hung himself was gone, and there were still some strands of fibre by the fireplace.

"He asked me to burn the rope last night, and promised that I would be obedient in the future and not have those unrealistic illusions again.

He wants to be like you, and he's finally understood that there's more to this world than smooth sailing and retreat.

A true warrior who dares to carry endless winds and snows in the wilderness and open up territory for others......

I can see that he wants to follow you, but he doesn't have that face, I'm thick-skinned, Gundam-sama ......"

The old cobbler who said that he was thick-skinned was about to lose his words.

As long as he can win a truly reliable future for this grandson, even if he dies of old age and goes, he can turn a blind eye.

"It's a pity he's a magic apprentice."

This was the first time Gundam had politely rejected the old cobbler, but his tone was not so resolute, and there was room for it.

When he had gone, the old cobbler went into the back room and listened carefully to the sound of the street that his sharp ears were trying to eavesdrop.

"Take your efforts, fight for breath, and let Gundam-sama see that you are not that bastard!"

Causing great trouble for his grandfather and the once-despised Gundam, Neuler did not say anything, and he turned his back on his grandfather with his fist clenched.

The shape of his mouth moved slightly, and even if he was silent, he could distinguish the words.

"I will!"

And the Gundam at the moment.

Stepping out of the human area, Gundam scanned the surroundings without any confusion.

His heart was full of high fighting spirit, and neither the Baiwo Mountains, nor the Dark Line, nor the bullshit Sanctuary Numan, could stop him from his journey for the future.

This time he is heading north again, the Bowo Mountains are not suitable for further exploration, and now is a sensitive period.

"Let's see how high the space-time temple purifies the land."

Gundam advanced all the way to the planting site, poking the ground with his broadsword from time to time to check the contamination.

"It's not bad, the soil has partially recovered, but the fertility is not enough, and the magical plague in the air seems to be very thin."

Gundam no longer wants to go to the Bowo Mountains and be watched by the hordes of demonic beasts to farm, and since the Temple of Time and Space has a purifying effect, of course he will not give up the cultivation land.

Even a large area south of the planting area can be used for cultivation and become arable land to feed many people.

"As long as I can, I can freely control that power...... "Gundam, who was thinking about it, suddenly felt a heavy and terrible pressure.

He couldn't move, and the wind fighting qi in his body was suppressed to the extreme, and it was difficult to move an inch, but fortunately he didn't feel hostility.

He looked up and saw a figure in the distance, who was stirring the dirt of the planting field with the tip of his sword.

"Sanctuary Domain?!" Gundam was stunned.

Numan probably wouldn't have come to see him at this time, and Numan wasn't so kind to him.

"Gundam? Tenne. After revealing his identity as a powerhouse in the Sacred Domain, the man put away his realm and looked at the man who had the courage to go into the Baiwo Mountains alone to save people.

His eyes showed admiration and curiosity, and he looked at the man with the notched sword.

"Who are you?" Gundam asked tentatively.

He had the impression that guarding the Sanctuary in the east should not be at this age.

"Ron? Main. The man was holding a handful of beans, the same crop that Gundam had planted with his own hands.

This name is only one word different from the one Gundam knew.

The owner of the Sanctuary Castle in the Eastern Region of the Humans, Russell? Main.

"Russell is my younger brother, I am sixteen years older than him, I am a dual-line magician of the ninth-level water system sanctuary of the light system, and he is a warrior of the light system sanctuary." Ron has a calm temperament, and his words are fast but clear.

One Door Two Sanctuary? One light and one dark.

"Gundam has seen Ron-sama!" Gundam bowed.

Unexpectedly, Ron avoided it, not daring to accept this worship.

He said, "I don't dare to accept your courtesy, and I may call you Gundam-sama in the future." ”

He pulled out a pendant, apparently he had taken in a resident of Tannin who had walked out, but not as badly as Numman.

"Any idea what this is?"

"The amulet given to us by the Temple of Time and Space." This is Gundam's opinion.

"This amulet is too extravagant, and I, Russell, and Numan, even if we do everything, may not be able to get one!

Among these amulets are fragments of the Godhead! Ron looked at the pendant with emotion.

These things that were beyond the reach of their beings in the Thren plane, where their power and strength had reached the extreme, were directly shattered by that terrible temple as amulets!

What's even more terrifying is that they have consulted in the classics, and in the records of history, the Godhead cannot be destroyed by any means!

"Godhead!"

Two simple words, washing away Gundam's cognition.

It is said that only one line of Demaro Yin's death and darkness is to become a god by himself, and the other is to achieve the divine position by virtue of his godhead.

Having a godhead means that the Sanctuary can become a god.

"I don't expect anything from you, Gundam, I'm not going to force this opportunity, like Russell, like Numan.

The temple has fallen into your camp, and it is yours.

At the beginning, I said how could there be such a powerful thing to break through the magic of darkness and death, it turned out to be a fragment of Godhead.

What a ......."

Ron sighed again about the life encounters.

There are 600 people in that camp, and six fragments are combined into a godhead, a whole hundred godheads, any one of them can create a god!

But he Ron, he asked for one but couldn't.

"I look forward to the day when you sit with me in the future, and if Numan makes a move on you, we will help you." Ron patted Gundam on the shoulder, and quickly walked away.

Two powerful allies made a promise to Gundam in this way.

"I obviously just wanted to farm in the Bowo Mountains in the beginning." Gundam scratched his head and muttered to himself in a very unproductive manner.

Then he stepped through the mud left by the heavy rain of the previous night and walked towards the dark line that continued slowly in the direction of the plantation.

"Great God! Thank you for the strength you have given me, thank you for changing my desperate situation, please forgive my greed, forgive my sins, and give me the strength to tear this darkness apart! Gundam murmured, drawing his greatsword.

With each step, his feet became stronger, the ground seemed more fragile, and everything around him seemed to grow shorter.

The white flames centered around him, burning like a prairie to cleanse the surrounding magical plague.

When the monsters in the dark line saw a living creature moving slowly towards the verdant forest that had completely melted into the darkness.

They roared excitedly, jostling for a spot directly in front of the man.

But gradually, the unattractive man was replaced by a silvery-white color.

He was tall, and he was draped in silver-white flames.

His cloak was hunting, and he held a silver-white greatsword.

He chopped it down!

The divine flame seemed to open the heavens and the earth, sweeping everything in front of him!

Countless monsters were burned in the great sword and flames, and they gradually returned to their original form.

The land was also freed from the darkness.

"This is my land!"

The silver-white knights spoke to themselves, and walked from west to east with firm steps, following the border of the dark line......

The town of Tannin.

It's already night, and Gundam, who obviously hasn't brought back any gains, is excited like a child, and doesn't speak, and when he eats, he grabs a plate of mashed potatoes there.

Seeing that Lisina and Xiao Yinna looked at each other, they finally smiled at each other.

As much as a month, there are always two or three days of silly fun, basically encountering something happy.

What broke the joyful atmosphere of this family was the cry of a child in the distance.

"It's Miro's ......," Xiao Yinna said crisply.

"I'll take a look." Gundam is annoyed by this kind of child beating.

Sometimes children don't actually do anything wrong, it's just that adults are too stressed.

In the past, he was affected by the magic plague and the spiritual aura, and he could have taken care of it twice, but now he can't.

The Temple of Time and Space has purified the plague magic, and the effect of the aura of spiritual fear is no longer there, and if someone hits a child for no reason, he, the mayor of Tanyin Town, cannot sit idly by.

A town of six hundred people......

Leaving behind this awkward positioning, Gundam wiped his mouth and walked through the street.

This cry caused a lot of people, who greeted him when they saw Gundam on the street or on the second-floor windowsill.

Gundam knocks on the door of the domestic abuser.

"Who! What is it that hinders you from beating my own children? A madly angry voice.

"It's me."

Gundam calms the inside with just its sound.

The middle-aged man, who was not very strong, bent down to open the door and welcomed Gundam in: "Gundam-sama, I'm sorry to disturb you, I'm really embarrassed......"

Then the man turned to his son, who was less than ten years old with a scar on his face, and angrily scolded, "Don't cry. ”

The sobbing child cries and shakes, this kind of physical instinct can't be controlled at all.

So Gundam grabbed the man's raised hand.

He asked coldly, "What the hell is going on?" ”

The man's wife walked out of the other room, apparently she had just cleaned up something.

"That's right, Gundam-sama, I just cooked wild vegetable soup for dinner, and the child told me to put a little more salt brought by the adults who came to the castle in the morning.

Crodo thought he should save, so he got into an argument with the child, and the salt shaker turned over, and I just melted them into the container and made brine.

Crodo started the child......"

Gouda listened to the malnourished woman talk about what had just happened.

He asked, "How much salt do you usually put in it?" ”

"About a dozen." The woman was a little embarrassed.

"How much do you want to put the child?" Gundam felt a little heartache.

"A quarter tablespoon." The woman pointed to the spoon on the table, which was no bigger than the finger of the woman's thumb.

Gundam looked at the pot of wild vegetable soup again, feeling that he was full of anger and didn't know where to vent.

But that Crodo still came to arch the fire.

He thought he was justified in insulting his son: "I went to another camp today, what did those children eat?" What are we eating?

Am I not raising you well enough? It's better to get a dog!

Eat salt? How expensive is salt, when the magical plague began, I was so exiled that I didn't even think about the grains of wheat, we only had two jars, you know how difficult it is for us to raise you so big in this day and age?

That camp ......"

"Enough!" Gundam grabbed Crodo's collar and threw him on the table.

He really hated this kind of thing, this kind of disgusting thing.

Crodo looked at Gundam with a twist, and Miro, the child, sobbed and sobbed without any sparkle in his eyes, and he was skillfully silent, obviously this riot has been around for a long time.

"The thing I hate the most is that being a parent is worse than rotten!

Each of us may not have the qualifications to be parents and not be able to give our children what they want, but as a father, I try to give my children the best.

Just for a little salt, you compare your own children to the camp next door?

Where have I been, where is the camp? It's a place where parents don't have children to stay warm!

When you compare your own sons to those poor people, are you insulting them, or are you insulting your own sons?

Or are you insulting my father, or are you insulting me? Gundam gritted his teeth, and his head flared up.

He really wanted to punch the bastard in the head.

When he was a child, he often suffered from such domestic violence when he was a child, and the physical pain was often no better than the verbal and mental oppression of those bad parents, which was a lifetime of incurable pain.

"But......" Crodo tried to find an excuse.

"Then why don't you compare yourself to those who are doing well? How much do they pay for their children? Why is it a luxury for your son to be born with salt?! Gundam roared in Crodo's ears.

Eventually, he let go of Clodo, who had just woken up from a dream.

He went out into the street and promised everyone.

"I know your stress, magical plague, and fear aura are gone.

Ladies and gentlemen, I know that you are trying your best to survive, even if that little salt should be saved, but can you not hurt your children with words.

Don't let them be your stress-pumping bins, as they will have a good chance of growing into a trash later!

This should be the most basic standard and literacy of parents.

I'm not against teaching your child what he deserves when he makes mistakes, but remember, yes! It's not a reason for you to hurt their self-esteem with impunity.

Both the Temple and the Sanctuary Castle have acknowledged that I am the mayor here, so listen to my rules.

Even if it is to not disappoint the gods in that temple, be a kind and enthusiastic person who helps each other, and is considerate of the unintentional little faults of others.

The fact that the temple did not come to Demaroyin's side shows that the you and I she chose have the value of salvation.

We are already on the edge of the precipice, do not stumble and fall into the abyss.

I promise you that next spring, we will push back the dark line, and to the south of the planting fields in the north, will be our arable land.

No more hungry people, no more frequent fatal gastrointestinal diseases......"

Holding the power of the Silver White Knight, the Gundam has this confidence, and tells everyone about the future he intends to create.

"Excuse me, Gundam-sama, is this God's will for you?" Some people have one last doubt about the beautiful life that seems to be like a fantasy.

The ...... Gundam was silent for a moment.

He looked at the temple.

Forgive me for my sins, Supreme God, and I will tell lies in your name.

He clenched his fists and shouted at the people who had gathered from the buildings further away.

"That's right! This is God's will for me! We will have a bright future and live with dignity! ”

Countless pairs of eyes converged on the man in the center of the street, as if to light up the night.

The scene fell silent in an instant.

Until a soft light, rising from the direction of the temple, radiates throughout the town of Tanin.

Everyone was bathed in that light, and the Gundam figure was elongated in the light.

He turned around, and with the wonderful connection with the temple, with a perspective that ordinary people could not see, he saw the master in the depths of the temple, with indifferent eyes, and nodded to him slightly.

God was watching him, God approved of him, God forgave him Gundam? Tannin's lie!

After confirming Gundam's words, the temple returned to calm.

Everyone who listened to Gouda's pledge speech was excited.

In the reverent eyes of countless people, there is his daughter's.

"I suddenly felt that my dad was so handsome today." Xiao Yinna grabbed her mother's sleeve.

After a long time of no response, she looked up at Lisna.

The woman, with her proud gaze, was fascinated by the figure in the center of the street.

"Mom?" Xiao Yinna used a little more force and tugged at her mother's sleeve.

Lisna reacted.

She crossed her waist proudly: "I was tempted when your father first pursued me, I could see at a glance that he was such a man, but in order to appear less frivolous, I ......"

Gradually, she said the things that had happened when she was in Gundam.

“……”

Xiao Yinna, who had opened her eyes, looked at her father again, her eyes full of sympathy and pity.

When he returned home, Gundam was a little weak, and when the temple glowed, he thought he was almost punished by the gods.

Most people continued with the unfinished dinner, and there was no more crying of the little ones.

Someone saw through the window that Crodo was apologizing to the child with his head down, sincere and sincere.

At least the people in this town still have medicine to save them, which is the motivation for Gundam to fight for it.

He took the mashed potatoes into his mouth, and suddenly Lisna came over.

With the help of low-level warriors and low-level magicians, the well in the town has long been dug and water is not a problem.

Bathed and dressed, Lisina is even more touching than when she was younger.

She pressed Gundam's ear and said something that little Yinna couldn't hear.

"Since you have so much experience as a father, why don't we have another one tonight?"

“？！”

Before Gundam could reply, he saw Lisna go up and clean up the long-unused master bedroom.

Previously, Lisina had been in Xiao Yinna's room, coaxing her well-behaved daughter to sleep.

After pondering for a moment, Gundam began to stir up the technique to his daughter, who was eating the boiled pumpkin.

He said: "Is Xiao Yinna a strong and brave child? ”

Xiao Yinna stood up: "Xiao Yinna is the strongest and bravest child!" ”

"Is the strongest and bravest child going to try to sleep alone?" Gundam has a serious tone.

Xiao Yinna felt the breath of the trap, but the bold words had already been released.

She pursed her mouth and said with a little grievance: "Yes~"

Dark night, alone room, this is the lonely adventure of Xiao Yinna and Xiao Quilt! She mustered up courage in her heart.

Soon, after putting away the dishes and putting her daughter to sleep, Lisina and Gundam began a protracted battle......

Three days later, south of the planting line.

The sun shines warmly on people in late autumn and near winter.

To the north of the planting line and to the south of the verdant forest, there is an additional river, which becomes the line of defense.

No one knows where Gundam got the river from, and the townspeople of Tannin attribute it to the miracle that Gundam prayed for.

The heads of the family in the town of Tannin are struggling to dig up the dirt.

Wait until the beginning of spring next year to clean up, it will definitely be too late.

From now on, we will start preparing for the planting of winter wheat, and we are looking forward to germinating seedlings in the spring of next year.

The child, named Miro, had a little sunshine on his face and joined the other children to bring water from the town.

Crodo worked hard, and he didn't think it would be as someone would ostracize him for that night.

A fifth-level mage and two fourth-level warriors in the town walked through it with a group of lower-level mages and warriors to speed up farming.

The lack of cattle was the biggest problem, and the man in charge of guarding the dark line, standing in a newly built guard tower on the plantation site, volunteered that his eyesight was very good.

Gouda wasn't here, and he said he had gone to pray to the gods that the Silver Knight would come and protect them.

No one thinks that the man who has been wandering in front of the monsters and the dark line for more than ten years is a deserter.

Gundam's credibility, blood, and wounds are things that everyone believes in, and they have long been proven by the years.

"Goo!" At the age of development, Miro, who was helping people pour water, blushed with shame, and his stomach screamed.

"Hahaha!" A kind smile sounded from the people around him, and the nearest uncle held him in his arms.

He patted Miro on the shoulder: "Bear with me, wait for the sun...... The autumn sun is a bit off, so I'll eat after a while anyway. ”

Miro nodded.

"Miro!" Crodo's voice rang out, and he called out to his son from afar.

The man worked hardest, and despite the most effort to cover it up, there was still exhaustion in his voice, with a little gasp.

Miro's shoulders shook, and the long-term psychological shadow could not be eliminated in two or three days.

He trembled and walked towards his father in fear.

The others looked at Crodo with warning eyes to prevent Crodo from abusing his children again because of his disgrace.

There are even people who are ready to grab Miro and want to protect him behind him.

Perhaps, not so long ago, they were full of despair and would only take care of themselves.

But when Gundam is willing to rush into the monster-infested forest to save people, when the temple shows up and chooses Gundam, when Gundam stands in the center of the street and makes a promise.

They have hope, and Gundam's personal feelings infect them, allowing them to regain their human qualities and distinguish them from the beasts.

Miro broke free of that arm and walked in front of Crodo.

Crodo's calloused and muddy hands reached into his arms and pulled out half of the potatoes he had saved from his morning's meal.

"Eat."

This is a very flat sentence.

Miro's eyes were fixed on the potatoes, half of them to be exact.

His eyes were moist, his gaze was foggy, and tears could not hold back his tears.

Crackling into the soil.

Crodo stuffed the potato in Miro's mouth and got busy with himself.

The others dug the pit again in silence, crushed the soil with hoes, threw away the stones in it, and removed the most stubborn grass roots.

On the watchtower, the sentry who is a mage unleashes a striking but harmless, low-level fire magic into the sky.

The fifth-level water magician who had been staring at him gritted his teeth and began to drink the order.

"Everyone, retreat! Magicians and warriors follow me, wait for the arrival of the gods that Lord Gundam prayed for! ”

In their eyes, the tall silver-white knight, holy and powerful, was also a god.

"No, come with us!" Someone looked to the end of the horizon.

The darkness of the verdant forest is like a tidal wave that bursts its banks, crumbling down because there is too much living in it, and it wants to drown out all life here.

Not to mention these dozen low-level magicians and warriors, even the ten-member squad of the Sanctuary Iron Riders, they were all swallowed up by this terrifying wave.

"Get out!" The fifth-level fire mage glared at the advisor.

So the people in charge of farming retreated, while the magicians and warriors did not retreat, but marched towards the dark line.

Just when they were shouting to give themselves courage, sprinting hard, preparing to sacrifice with relent, they had come to the edge of the river of the moat, ready to defend against the danger and usher in a heroic sacrifice......

"Whoa!" The river boiled.

Something rose from the river, with a silvery-white divine light.

This tall figure, with its broad back, stood in front of these people who were about to die.

The seven-meter-tall silver-white knight, a giant with a silver-white glow all over his body, he looked back at the dozen or so little ones.

The silver-white knight nodded slightly, and then lifted the silver-white greatsword, which was not much shorter than him, and slowly stepped out of the river with white flames, and met the countless monsters in the dark tide alone.

He was actually not too tall, in the depths of the verdant forest, those high-level demonic beasts that were more than ten meters or even tens of meters tall and were infected by the magic plague had already rushed out.

They charged towards the world of the living, and among the tsunami-like monsters, there were also those that invaded from the sky.

The silver-white knight began to take steps, using his most skillful fighting methods.

Only this time, there was no wind system douqi wrapping, but instead, there was a white light flame that broke through the sky.

He raised his sword and crashed into the dark tide, desperately trying to bloom his breath of life.

A prey more tempting than the life on the other side of the river, thus attracting the countless monsters of the Dark Line.

The fearless monsters rushed towards the silver-white figure, trying to tear him apart and devour his flesh.

The endless darkness seems to have finally drowned out the light, and the silver-white knight is in the depths?

In the encirclement of the black tide.

Dozens of meters tall crest-backed ironclad dragons, mountain-like earth bears, and countless roaring flying dragons.

The world is full of despair, death, darkness and madness.

But the white flames were still rising into the sky, and the silver-white knight was fighting alone, just as it had been for more than ten years.

Never fall down!