I didn't plan to do this kind of death, I didn't let them do well, and I didn't expect it to be good.

That's what it means. You can say how it can be so brutal, how can it be so inhumane. yes, I must have treated James more humanely than this bunch of guys.

You must not be merciful to the wicked, they may one day wake up to the fact that the bastard things they did in the last half of their life are real bastards, but I don't believe they can have this kind of understanding, I feel that as long as most of the evil people are riddled with evil diseases and can't survive and can't die, they will say some comforting words to themselves so that they don't feel so sad in their hearts.

Since moral condemnation and dying repentance are useless, the best way to do this is to punish them, to give them a sense of what kind of punishment they will endure if they do evil, and to what extent.

Don't tell me about the law, the relative fairness of a society governed by the rule of law does not apply at this time.

My purpose is to beat them up, tendon injuries and fractures are inevitable, but I don't really want to take their lives at this time, and of course I am ready to take out a knife at any time to end their lives. As long as they're not as bad as I thought, I won't hurt them.

But by coincidence, when I lured them to the alley where James was drenched, the guys pulled out of their arms and the dagger was nothing but the finger tiger.

Their blood doesn't taste bad because they're wicked, and it feels a little hotter than usual, perhaps because of the activity I've just done, I don't like their flesh, which is mostly dead and tight.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, I wiped my mouth and walked out of the alley.

Forgiving them is God's business, and I am only responsible for sending them to God, and whether I will be punished or not will only be decided by God himself in the future when I see God.

To-morrow morning or noon they will be found, by which time they are already cold, and by that time I have boarded the ship bound for the port of Minethil.

I arrived at the docks early the next morning, and James, who slept on the docks, didn't look good at all, he looked tired. Seeing this, I suddenly frowned, this is my fault! After he was injured, the sea breeze blew all night, and although it was not so cold at night, it was very difficult to fall asleep in this environment. Staying up late is not good for recovery.

I crouched down in front of him and looked into his eyes, and although his face was bandaged, his eyes would not deceive. When he saw me, he looked at me with a look of surprise, and his dilated pupils said it all.

"You ......"

"How am I?" I asked.

"Is that you?" His tone was weak, but he did his best to express his surprise.

"Who am I or not?"

"How did you do that?" He asked me.

"I have a thousand faces." I said, "It's just that you don't know it now." ”

He nodded incredulously.

"Wouldn't it be better to be a werewolf? Or is it better a little faster? I asked.

He shook his head, "I don't know, but I can't do it now." ”

I reached out and grabbed his arm and pulled him straight up.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll take you to the boat in a while, you can just pretend to be dumb, and I'll take care of the rest." I didn't look at him either, but walked on my own. He sat all night, and it was indeed a little inconvenient for his legs to walk.

Although it was early in the morning, the workers on the docks were already busy, and as for what was the situation of me holding such a guy, only some young man with energy or people who were used to being lazy would stop what they were doing and look at what posture we were walking, what we looked like, whether it was funny, or whether we could find something to talk about from the two of us.

I helped him to the dock registration office to sign first, and then someone will take us to the boat. After the money was spent, many things were indeed much more convenient, and they not only found someone to see us off, but also two people and a stretcher.

As I walked on the dock, I glanced at James on a stretcher, and he looked at me when he saw me looking at him, but instead of talking to me, he kept his mouth shut.

When he got on the boat, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes. The cabin ticket I bought was a private room, and he said to me while lying in bed, "Thank you." I ignored him and gave him a look, then nodded.

The ship will soon set sail, and we will escape from this place once and for all. Actually, I didn't have a good idea of where I was going to take him, whether to send him to Minethil or somewhere else. He's a man now, but he's also a werewolf. Now he is a wounded person, not a person who has completely changed his heart. At least I'm not sure if there's a change in his heart. Even when he was beaten, I guess he didn't fight back because he couldn't move, not because he didn't want to cause trouble.

My heart sank when the ship left the port, and by the time I got back to his room, he was asleep. It's good to fall asleep! Fall asleep so fast.

Life at sea is only better when the wind and waves are calm. He would also come out of the cabin and stand on the deck looking out at the sea he had never seen before. A smile began to appear on his face, a heartfelt happy smile. Maybe it has something to do with his mood, although the food on the ship is really not good, but he eats with relish, and happiness may make his body recover faster.

By the time he reached the port of Minahir, he was much better, and although his knees were still not very good, he could already throw away a cane and go forward with only one cane.

"There won't be werewolves here, and no one will hunt you down." I say.

Everything here was new to him, and the smile on his face as he stood on the dock and looked out over the sea meant that he felt safe and happy now.

And I subconsciously touched my pocket.

Although my money is not very difficult to come by, but this kind of thing is still less good, the cost of living in a tavern for a few days can catch up with renting a house for a month, and for the matter of finding a house, my choice is also very simple, transparent and bright is of course, and easy to observe and escape is also something that must be considered.

The house is very simple, there is nothing else except the bed, tables, chairs and benches, simple furniture, bedding and the like have to be spent on their own, it is very time-consuming to buy these things, James wants to help but he can do very little. It took a day of tossing and turning to clean up the house, and we moved into our new home that night. He sat on the bed, touched the soft bedding and blanket with his hands, and looked at the home with an indescribable expression.

"You can live here with peace of mind in the future." I say.

His eyes were full of gratitude, then he shook his head gently and said, "I...... I don't know how to repay you......"

"Let's live well." I said, "It is not in vain that I brought you from such a far place." ”

He nodded, "I will, but...... What are you going to do? ”

"I'm not sure yet." I say. "You don't have to worry about these things, take care of your injuries, especially your knees." I pouted and looked at his legs, "I'll need them for life in the future." ”

The next morning I went to the tavern I had visited. There weren't many people early in the morning, and the sleepy waiter leaned against the wall. The bartender sitting in front of the bar just glanced at me and didn't say anything, this point is not the customer's point, and he is not in a very beautiful mood so early.

"Was there a lot of people last night?" I asked.

"Not many days?" He likes to ignore it.

"Business hasn't been affected?" I asked.

"Affected by what?" He didn't lift his head and went about his work.

"Isn't there going to be a war now?"

"War?" Snorted, "What's wrong with the war, it's not here to fight." ”

"How's the army of the Stormwind Kingdom?"

"How's that?"

"How do you think they compare to Lordaeron's army?"

"I didn't see it."

"Aren't they stationed here?"

"Passed through here, but didn't let them out, who knows?"

"You haven't seen them?"

"Where am I going?"

"I've heard something about them."

"How?"

"I'm from the north, and it's said they're going to the north to fight. Do you think they can win? ”

"May the gods bless them." He said.

"Do they know what they're up against?" I say.

"I don't think it matters." There was a hint of disdain in his tone.

"They must know how they might die." I say.

"They don't need to know how to die, anyway, they will either live or die, and knowing how to die will increase the psychological burden."

"Then you're not afraid that they'll panic when they see those things on the battlefield?"

"What does it have to do with me, it's not me going." He said.

"You're not from Lordaeron?"

"Yes." He said. But he paused, as if he didn't think it was a good thing to say, and added, "But Lordaeron doesn't exist anymore." ”

"Don't you want that land to prosper again?"

"I just got out of there because I wasn't having a good time." He said lightly.

"Who is their commander?"

"Gavinrad, who is said to be one of the five great paladins of the year, should be this name." He said.

"Didn't the king of the Stormwind Kingdom lose it? Will it have any impact on the war? ”

"It's not clear, but what difference does it make if there is a king or not? Even if there is a king, he is not a royal soldier, it is those soldiers who work hard, and it is those soldiers who die in battle, what does it matter if there is a king or not? ”

"But I heard that the king was lost with you."

"So what, they checked, they made trouble, they searched, and in the end, it was still like this." He said as he tossed the rag in his hand aside.

"There's no news of the king?" I asked.

"Nope." The bartender looked at me, "What are you doing?" ”

"I'm from the north, and I'm going to do some business in the south." I say.

The bartender snorted softly, "Then you'd better be careful." ”

"How?" I raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

"Nothing." He turned his head and stepped aside.