To be sure, the camp's cellar wasn't small enough to store a few truckloads of food, but the planners apparently didn't take into account the fact that it would occasionally serve other purposes—such as holding twenty-one able-bodied young men.

The Ables brothers Ted and Kim were in charge of throwing them into the cellar, and they didn't care if the space was being used wisely, but simply cramped the reserves one by one, just like the worst housewives desperately stuffed their out-of-season bedding and clothes into the closet, which also led to the already small space becoming more and more crowded.

In the darkness, Wren's head rested on someone's boots, and another important part of him was pressed down by someone—it was enough to annoy him, not to mention the occasional sniff and choking.

"Don't cry, please, it won't change anything, we're all going to die eventually."

Wren grumbled in frustration, which caused some of them to sob even louder, "Okay, sorry, blame me for being too talkative." Then again, paralysis didn't affect the tongues of you Holy Ables, did you? Get some light out, it's too dark in here. ”

This is a good suggestion, and some people who are in a fairly stable mood have done it. They whispered a prayer, and then began to emit a faint golden halo on their bodies—this was not holy art, but the most basic use of divine energy, which some senior pastors like to use when they preach and preach, and believers are so excited that they often throw a few more dollars into the donation box.

The darkness in the cellar was dispelled, and Wren immediately moved his eyes to look down, only to realize that it was Adam's calf pressed there. The owner of the leg obviously also noticed Wren's eyes, and he said with a little embarrassment: "No way...... Paralysis ...... No way. ”

Wren sighed and didn't speak again.

"You know, Wren, when that Christo handed out the teleportation scroll, I thought you would be the first to take it."

After a while, Adam whispered, "But I was wrong, you are not among the ten betrayers, you are braver and more faithful than their blessed gods, even if Mr. Vaolet often troubles you—in short, I think I apologize for thinking at the time." ”

"No, in fact I regret it now, if I had been more sensible then, I wouldn't have to huddle here with you and wait for death now."

Wren said expressionlessly.

"Okay, I know our relationship was a bit off the ground – but when it gets to this point, you don't care."

Wren was telling the truth, but Adam clearly mistook his words as some kind of sarcastic humor, "Why don't you think about how to deal with the current situation?" ”

"Can you use holy magic to cleanse yourself of the negative effects on your body?"

Wren asked, squinting, Adam tried, and then closed his mouth in frustration.

"And what about magic?"

Jack, a farmer, asked, huddled on the floor at the other end of the cellar, "You're better at magic than we do, Wren, maybe you can try your hand at dispelling spells." ”

"No, either."

Wren replied crisply: "The primary dispel spell I have mastered can't be effective against this kind of high-level paralysis, those guys are not stupid, they know what we are capable of—so, the current situation is like this, wait for death." ”

"Is that all there is to it?"

"Or you can pray that Lord Rhodes will cut off the heads of elven and dwarven diplomats, and if Christo keeps his word, then we still have hope."

"No way, Lord Rhodes would never do such a thing!"

Adam said excitedly, "We all know that this means war, and those fellows of the Wendland Brotherhood are really delusional!" ”

"yes, yes, everybody knows that."

Wren said helplessly: "However, this is a business with no capital for them, right?" It's best to be able to start a war as they wish, and even if they don't get the desired result, they can kill us all in revenge - think about it, the Demon Hunter Reserve and Mentor in this issue are all dead, including an elf, a dwarf, and a senior mage of the Capital Mage Tower - this is a resounding slap in the face to the temple and the country, and it will also be another darkest moment in the history of the Holy See of Light, and countless people will be held accountable and implicated, the first to bear the brunt of it is Archbishop Mythera and Chief Demon Hunter Rod-"

"No, there are ten traitors left, and if they want to get revenge more completely, they shouldn't let those people go."

Someone interrupted him cautiously, and Wren sighed helplessly, and patiently explained: "Those ten people are all greedy for life and afraid of death, right?" The temple's hand-picked demon hunter reserves, who even went so far as to insult their deceased mentor as 'stupid' in front of everyone for their lives—this kind of thing must be an extremely embarrassing scandal if it were publicized, so the repercussions of letting them go would be worse than killing them outright. ”

"I see!"

Adam said suddenly, "I thought those guys were just doing it to enjoy that ...... That kind of deformed pleasure that lures good people to depravity or something......"

"There's a reason for that, who knows?"

Wren remembered the strange satisfaction on Christo's face, "Those members of the Windland Brotherhood are crazy, who knows what they're thinking. ”

"They're thinking maybe they need to find a needle and thread to sew your, boy."

The cellar door above the crowd opened, and Carter's head poked out of it, "You think you're smart?" You thought you could guess Mr. Christo's mind, did you? ”

"Don't be funny, your master's mind is full of the 'supremacy of mankind' and the mentally retarded thing that guessing his thoughts is not as challenging as guessing what a cow ate at noon."

Wren said lazily.

"But there's no need to guess what the cow eats at noon,"

Jack looked a little confused, "Actually, bulls and cows, noon and night, they only eat forage - oh, I see, you mean, Christo's mind is not as complex as that of cows?" ”

“…… Clever, Jack, your father would be proud of you. ”

Wren rolled his eyes.

"If there's one thing you should learn from that dead man at Vallet, boy, it's that you want to die."

Carter gritted his teeth and walked down, stepping on the bodies of the other reservists to come to Wren, "Of course, I can't kill you, Mr. Christo said that he won't kill again until we leave-"

He stomped on Wren's chest and kicked him in the face, and just as he was about to do it again, Samantha's woman's voice came from outside the cellar door: "If you're willing to paralyze these people on my behalf, Carter, then I'd be happy to leave now, it smells of rotten vegetables." ”

"No, no, sorry for the delay, Ms. Samantha."

Carter put down his feet and stepped on a few more people back to the ground. Then Samantha walked down, and she spent a lot of time chanting the incantation, until Carter looked up from above again, and she left with a sneer.

"Lady Samantha, why did you ...... so long?"

Before the cellar door was locked again, Wren heard Carter ask, and Samantha's voice was unceremonious: "What?" Do you think high-level paralysis is some kind of child's trick? Maybe Mr. Crystal should have sent you to cast a spell, it seems like you can do better than I do......"

Then the cellar door closed completely, and Wren could not hear anything. After a long time, someone cautiously asked, "Wren, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay,"

Wren swallowed a mouthful of blood from his nose and mouth, and said nonchalantly, "A kick in the face is nothing compared to the torture that Lady Helen suffered. ”

"Actually, you are very brave and have strength."

Adam was silent for a moment and said, "I can't use the Holy Power, but - look at Ted and Kim, and the guys who took the teleportation scroll - I'm ashamed of being Holy Powers." ”

"It's not brave to play tricks before you die, but to be honest, I didn't expect to die with you."

Wren said indifferently: "In my conception, I should have traveled a lot of places, met many people, done a lot of things in my lifetime, and finally died of old age in an extremely comfortable big bed, guarding my lover and children next to me. They would weep bitterly over my passing, and after crying, they would start counting my inheritance – of course, it would be possible to count the inheritance first and then weep, it doesn't matter, it's all after I die. ”

"Well, I understand, of course the witcher has to go to many places, meet many people, and do a lot of things, but I'm afraid it's not optimistic to die in a comfortable bed."

Adam said with a wry smile, the corners of Wren's mouth twitched, and he decided not to explain more, just let this last warm time continue, "You have also seen that even a powerful witcher like Mr. Vaolet could die by accident, who would have thought that such a thing would have happened?" ”

Wren was silent for a moment and whispered, "May he rest in peace." ”

"May he rest in peace."

The rest of the people also said in solemn voices.

After that, there was silence in the cellar for a long time, some of them had fallen asleep, others stared blankly. Counting the time, it should have been a whole day since what happened in the chapel, that is, at most, one day at most, and their lives will come to an end.

No one had the heart to gossip anymore, and there was no topic to talk about at this time, and the holy light on the reservists who served as humanoid lamps gradually dimmed, and the cellar returned to darkness.

It's great that now everyone can freely show the expression that best suits their mood without worrying about being seen, after all, even comfort is devastating in this situation.

After a long time, the cellar door finally opened again, this time with little movement, but still attracting everyone's attention—Samantha walked down alone.

"I'm going to say a few words, but you must swear that you can't make any noise or make any big noise as I speak, or you, and I, will die."

Samantha's voice trembled a little, "Can you do it?" ”

Not knowing what she wanted to do, everyone nodded.

"Good...... Well, what I'm going to say is, I'll let you go. ”

Samantha looked excited and nervous, which was completely different from her previous cold and calm appearance, "Yes, I will undo the spell on your body so that we can leave the teleportation array, I know the way to open the teleportation array - as long as we move fast enough, my companions will not notice, it has been a whole day, it has been safe, no accidents have happened, they have relaxed a little, yes, this is allowed." ”

"Oh...... You're going to let us go......"

Wren pondered for a moment and asked suspiciously, "Is this some kind of perverted pleasure of yours again?" For example, deliberately releasing the prey and then recovering it, so that the prey will fall into deeper despair? ”

"No, my God, how can you think that?!"

Samantha lowered her voice, looking angry and anxious, "Trust me, I'm not playing tricks! ”

"Trust you?"

Wren said with a blank face, "If it weren't for you, Mentor Polly and Mister Vaolet would never have been easily subdued, and we wouldn't have huddled together like ooze monsters waiting to die—yes, you're too trustworthy." ”

"I understand, young man, if we were to change our circumstances, I would be as suspicious as you."

Samantha said eagerly, "Yes, I am indeed a member of the Wendland Brotherhood, and I do want to make all elves and dwarves slaves of humans - in fact, I want to open a tavern full of elven waitress, dress those handsome and unusually pointy-eared men and maids, and let them greet guests gracefully but humbly, as long as it can be done, I am willing to die - sorry, too much, in short, I don't hate the Holy See and the Human Empire like everyone else, you know, I can't watch them kill so many innocent people! I'm a voodoo witch, but at least I haven't been on the temple wanted so far! ”

"You see, when you're done with that, your behavior seems much more reasonable."

Wren blinked, "yes, who wouldn't want to own a tavern populated by elven waitress?" That's a great reason. ”

Saying that, his eyes unabashedly showed the meaning of 'believing in you is a ghost', and the reservists around him also let out a low laugh.

"Give up, evil one, we won't be fooled!"

Adam sneered and said, "We are ready to die heroically, but don't think that you can escape the divine punishment!" ”

"You little devils ......!"

Samantha looked like she was about to cry, "Please trust me, if you don't leave, then I'll have to leave on my own!" I really don't want to stay in this place for a moment! ”

"Let's go, we-"

Before Adam could finish speaking, Wren suddenly interrupted him: "Wait, let me think about it." ”

He thought for a few seconds before muttering, "Guys, I think, we seem to be able to trust her." ”

"Trust this woman?! You're crazy! ”

"Wren, don't believe her nonsense!"

"She's got to kill us when she's had enough of us - like you just said!"

The dissuasion of his colleagues didn't affect Wren, and he squinted his eyes (which can only be done under the effect of paralysis) and looked at Samantha and said, "The last time you came to give us a paralysis spell, did you deliberately delay the casting process for so long?" ”

"That's right! I'm just here for this time—"

"—so that this time can also drag on a little longer, without being suspected by them?"

"Thank goodness it's finally made sense, at least there's a really smart guy among you, let's go!"

"What about Carter? He wasn't with you this time? ”

"He's following, and Mr. Christo is cautious—he's outside, and I've petrified him."

"Okay, I see, please help us unspell, Lady Samantha."

After Wren finished speaking, Samantha let out a long breath, and then recited a spell to remove the paralyzing effect on the reservists, and they got up from the ground, thrashing their arms and thighs:

"This ...... Is that all? ”

"We were released? Can you leave? ”

"Unbelievable, isn't this really another trap?"

"I ...... I trust Wren's judgment, though I don't know why I believe it. ”

"Wait,"

Adam's throat rolled and he said astringently, "I don't think we can go, the mentors are still in their hands." ”

The remark elicited a nod.

"Oops! When is it, are you little devils having broken heads?! ”

Samantha seemed to use all her strength to keep her voice in a low range, "You are no match for them, and although Ted and Kim are not witchers, their strength is not comparable to that of you little devils!" Not to mention Calvin, the gray-robed mage, whose magical prowess is not under Polly's bald head! And I have to tell you that Mr. Crystal is a Holy One himself, and not only that, but he also has combat skills that you can't match—he is proficient in almost all swordsmanship and swordsmanship! ”

"yes, yes......"

Wren shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "In my opinion, it's better to run away early." ”

"That's right! Sure enough, only you, a little ghost, are smart people! ”

"yes, I'm not interested in justice or anything."

"Okay, let's go-"

"But I decided to make a fool of myself with them."

The corners of Wren's mouth showed a smile that his colleagues had never seen before, "Luo Yu regarded me as a friend, and taught me the archery skills of the elves without reservation; When I was almost kicked out of the camp by Mr. Valolet, Ms. Helen gave me plenty of trust, and though it was not necessary, she was the only one she could to speak for me; Tutor Polly has given me a lot of extra classes, and you are also an expert, Lady Samantha, you should know how much gold is worth for the solitary teaching of Polly's kind of mage; Mr. Maleos had worked so hard to forge me a new weapon, and he hadn't even drunk half a sip of wine for a few days, which was unbelievable for a dwarf; As for Valolet—"

Speaking of this, he sighed, "As for Vaolet, it seems that I am not in harmony with him by nature, and it has always been like this, and I am afraid that even the Supreme God cannot change this. But I'm still going to say, about the fact that he died at the hands of Christo—this thing—"

Wren looked up, his eyes filled with lustful rage, "The fact that Mr. Valolet died at the hands of that bastard from Christo is fucking infuriating!" ”