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The Camino is soaking in an autumn rain.

The fine rain and fog, a bit of the smell of spring rain, but undoubtedly more cold, wet and heavy, even if there is no wind, it will still make people feel a deep cold, the day before the afternoon seems to be like dusk, the gloomy atmosphere presses into every door and window of the city, and also deeply buckles into everyone's heart.

Although it had been more than ten days since it had been declared the territory of the Kingdom of Tumenes, and the people of the city had realized that the strange enemies who had been rumored to be strange were not so terrible, the shadow of war still made this originally rich and prosperous city depressed, and the citizens kept their doors closed tightly rather than going out into the streets, lest they be recognized as spies. They cursed the Tumines' soldiers who had taken over every street, the endless flashes of teleportation that spread rumors throughout the city in the night, and the new taxes that had just begun to be levied, in short, they could only complain and complain about all sorts of injustices before they were restored to their original tracks.

Larry, the owner of the 'Half-Sheep Flute', is also cursing.

'The Half-Sheep Flute' is a tavern on Link Street, which is also famous on the Camino and, however, under the influence of the inexplicable and swift arrival of the war, has been so bleak lately as to-day, it is already noon, second only to the evening in the past, but because of the rain, there are only a dozen or so customers in this not-so-small tavern.

So Larry behind the bar can only use a curse to correspond to a qiē...... Of course, he could only curse the damn weather over and over again.

For at the table not far ahead, three men in Tumenes' uniforms were gathered together, happily drinking the third bottle of agave.

They seem to be drunk, but it looks like they want a few more bottles, but it's not surprising that they're military. Discipline in the army is strict, and alcohol is generally forbidden, so they can only drink freely when they are on vacation, and the knights are relatively strong and naturally drink a lot.

If you drink too much, you will make money, and such drunks are often very generous. But that's what makes Larry even more irritable......

They may be big moneyers, but they can also be big troubles - no one knows what kind of virtue drunken guys will be. If they're ordinary people, it's not a big deal. At most, when they were making trouble, he, the tavern owner, made some effort to throw them out, but these soldiers all had swords on them, and if they disagreed, they might have to kill them, and they themselves might have superiors in the army to protect them. It's been a few months of confinement, and the tavern owner is about to fall into blood mold. The venue is about to see blood and bad luck, and the stricter is that the family is ruined

"Ah, when is this damn rain going to be a head?"

"Have a glass of wine, light it up. ”

A gentle voice interrupted the boss's curse, and he looked up in a daze, noticing that someone had walked into the store at some point. Coming to the front of the bar, he was tapping lightly on the table with a silver coin.

The boss relented, and noticed that it was a young man with an ordinary appearance, dressed as a traveler, but with pale skin that did not look like a citizen of the empire - of course, this was nothing, after all, the Camino was already Tumenis's territory, and Larry did not feel disgusted, after all, he did this business to treat visitors from all over the world. In particular, the smile on the young man's face was quite amiable. Although for some reason, his head was all white, and that bright white was actually quite eye-catching, but it didn't make people feel uneasy.

So the boss thought about it and gave him a glass of ancient tree wine, which had been passed from Tumenis, and it was estimated that it should suit his appetite.

But just as Larry muttered "What the hell the weather" and wondered if he should have a drink too. The young man spoke suddenly.

"Boss, what's wrong with that little girl, seeing she's been following the priest all the time?

"Oh, you said Rosa, isn't that damn cough? Liz must have been coughing to death by now, and Rosa had to beg again......" Glancing in that direction, Larry replied casually, but then shook her head......

In that direction was the quieter corner of the 'Half-Sheep Flute', the VIP seats in the tavern, where only the old acquaintances would go, and it was deserted at this time, except for a man in a yellow and white priest's robe, sitting there, slowly eating a large piece of roast meat with a glass of wine. However, not far from him, there was a little girl standing. He stood still, as if waiting for him to finish eating.

The little girl was very thin, and wore a short shabby robe, which did not look like a woman's robe, but it was dangling on her, and even though she hung her head, the eyes of her little dark face, which looked extraordinarily large, peeked from time to time at the priest who was feasting. It was just the expression on his face, but it didn't seem to be hunger, but a strange urgency.

"Young man, don't ask if it's okay. Larry shook his head, "I'll treat you to another drink." ”

But at this time, a hoarse voice was inserted into the conversation. Ask everyone to turn their eyes to the table closer to the bar: "Hey." Boss, why don't you ask? What's going on? That little, hiccup, girl?" one of the three soldiers grabbed a wine bottle and raised his voice, "Is there anything you can't say?"

Larry sighed again and stopped talking, but the drinkers had obviously whetted their appetites, and one of them slammed the bar and glared at the blood-red eyes: "What the hell is going on? Tell me clearly! Otherwise, the old men won't give you money for wine! and beat you into a pig's head!"

The fat on the hotel owner's face couldn't help but shake.

The shouting guy had a scar on his face, from the corner of his eye on one side of his nose to the corner of his mouth on the other, and when he entered the store, he didn't feel anything, but now, the blood aroused by the power of alcohol made the dark red flesh turn over on both sides of the scar, and twitch with the movement of his glare. It's like a dark monster lying on its face, and it's like a big mouth that can be opened at any time, choosing people to devour.

"That...... Her mother had a cough, and the woman's husband had died young, and he only had a weaving skill, and he often touched the castor beans and the like, so he was prone to committed. If you do, you will cough to death, so you have to trouble these pastors often. Larry was quick-witted, and the words were fast. But quickly, his explanation was very brief, and he didn't tell the truth.

The three soldiers were clearly not interested in such a thing, so they prepared to concentrate their minds on the bottle. But just when Larry was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the young traveler's voice was not in a hurry or slow, and it was just right to pick up the conversation.

"Well, what's the big deal? Yes, a pastor can heal, right? Why do you have to ask this pastor?"

"Ah, this ......" Larry's expression twisted as he glanced at the corner of the store. And the priest also happened to raise his head from the meat steak that was about to be eaten, and the tavern owner quickly retracted his gaze: "That woman is a follower of the Lord of the Morning Dawn, hahaha, all nature ......"

Larry replied with some embarrassment that it didn't seem to satisfy the young man's curiosity, and he continued reluctantly: "This is really interesting, this is the first time I've heard of this kind of thing, believing in a god does not have to be cured by a god?

"What's the matter? Hiccup......"

This time, it was the mute-voiced soldier who took over. He burped vigorously, but he still chattered: "Cowardice is not a particularly advanced magic technique, and it ...... Hiccup...... But this is the first time I've heard of a disease that needs to be treated with divine magic all the time. Well, that's, ah, right. I have been treated by at least three priests, the god of war, the god of justice. And the priest of the goddess of Waukin, ah, that lady Lena is so beautiful......"

"Shut up, you idiot!" the guy with the scar on his face snorted and turned his gaze to the poor tavernkeeper, "You explain it to me carefully!"

"This ...... That's the case, when the knight and their family first started to treat the disease, the Dawn Church has always been kind enough to help them, but the woman couldn't find any other work, so the disease was committed every now and then, and the more the treatment fee was borrowed, even if they wanted to find other priests to see a doctor, they didn't have any cash, and those priests heard that she was a believer in the Lord of Dawn, and they wouldn't discount her, and even increase the price, at the beginning, the Dawn Church could still let her owe it on credit, but now that the woman is also dying, the money can't be repaid, and the church is of course even more unlikely to lend them it。 ”

The tavernkeeper looked sad and glanced hard at the priest. But I still told the story in one breath.

"What a fake bastard!" Scarface snorted vaguely and shook the wine bottle in his hand: "What kind of kindness is borrowing money? That's basically using the rest of someone else's life! Okay, that little girl! Come here, I'll give you your money!"

"Oh, Captain Jacques is kind, that's nice, isn't it?"

"When I see these guys, I'm ...... What, in a shitty robe...... Dangling, what kind of morning blessing, bless you with a stinky sock!"

Ignoring the ridicule of his companions, Scarface's voice grew louder and louder: "If it weren't for these bastards, would we have to rush over in such a hurry? The Imperial Expeditionary Force just fought with those people on the battlefield, and then was dragged here like a dog! What about these guys? Hiding in their temple and pretending to be ignorant! Collecting money from a little girl, I'm sorry! That's how the outer wall of your temple was minted with money, isn't it? What kind of justice is this?"

"Oh, I said, Knight, maybe Ransender just likes that feeling of brilliance, don't you see that the outer wall of the temple of Workin is also golden......"

The white-headed young man had just finished drinking the wine in the cup at this time, but he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"Phew, what do you civilians know? Wokin, Hiccup, Majesty, that's the goddess of wealth, the goddess of wealth is in charge of money, she likes money, worships money, and talks about money in everything, that's right! How can there be a goddess of wealth without money? Our great goddess of wealth, Your Majesty, is not wrong, long live wealth! Let those bastards who claim to be righteous but have money in their bones die!

"Yes, yes...... Knight-sama Takami. ”

The boss cried and laughed, desperately trying to interrupt the remarks, but the three knights were not interested in talking nonsense with him, just hiccuping, chattering to the god of the dawn: "Also, the god of the dawn, what is it? Isn't he the god of the sun?" But the sun shines on the earth...... Hiccup, don't we see what they do?" "yes, but the roosters still know how to crow in the morning, and tell everyone that the morning is coming!" "So he's the god of the big rooster?"

"Enough, stop your foul language!"

Apparently, His Excellency the Priest had finally run out of his patience. The slander of their pious faith is even more severe for them than their own humiliation, and if it weren't for the tension with Tuminis, he might have already exploded and beaten these guys who don't know the height of the sky into powder!

"This soldier, watch your words! Are you slandering His Majesty, the Lord of the Morning Sun?" the priest snorted coldly and said, "I ask that you immediately apologize for your words and deeds. Pray for forgiveness from the Lord of the Dawn!, otherwise ......"

"What else can you do?"

The burp guy laughed, "Bite us, or do we not see the dawn tomorrow morning?" Oh, hiccup, I'm so scared, look at this, I really won't be able to see tomorrow morning's dawn! So, little sister, how much do they care you want? Brothers, we have to take advantage of the opportunity to do something good. ”

"Hmph. Rude!" The priest said with a calm face, disdainfully, "You want to help her pay off her debts?"

"One Hundred ...... O gods on top!" The soldiers stared at each other with wide eyes, as if they had even woken up a lot: "One hundred and eighty-six gold coins, why don't you go and grab it?"

"What's the matter, guys, weren't you just ready to lend a hand? So. Your justice and mercy are not worth a hundred and eighty-six gold coins, is it?" a triumphant smile appeared on the priest's face, causing the three soldiers to jump at the same time!

"Well, Reverend, I have something to ask. The tense atmosphere on both sides made Larry almost cry. But fortunately, the white young man suddenly spoke at this most nervous time, and relieved himself a little: "Can you tell me, how many times have you treated her?"

"Twenty times. What's wrong?" The rare gentle tone made the priest raise his eyebrows, but soon he heard the young man say to himself as if he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic: "Twenty times" strange thing, I haven't heard of a disease that can't be cured within three times, is it deliberate not to cure it?"

"What did you say?"

"That's right, that's a good point, I think they did it on purpose, they were squeezing other people's money, right?" The soldiers who were reminded immediately seized the handle. Shake the pastor with anger!

"Shut up, you who have smeared the good intentions of my lord, you Tunies!"

"What are you talking about, you bastard, what about Tonyke, Tony is here, you temple bullshit doesn't dare to put one!" That humiliating statement ignited the nerves of the soldier demon girl! "There is a kind of coming, claiming that you don't participate in the war, and then sneak attack, isn't this the trick you shit gods are best at? I heard that you killed more than a thousand of our brothers in Gangduo City?! Aren't you bastards, if you have the ability, you can use your shit magic to take a look at Lao Tzu?"

Demon wolf?

That name, like an incomparably powerful magical character, made the tavern as quiet as death in an instant - who in the current empire does not know the name of the Tumenis Demon Wolf Legion? Legend has it that these people are even more terrible than killing people without blinking, and in some legends they are monsters who eat human flesh and drink human blood,

On a few tables in the store, the sparse customers, looking at each other like earth, tremblingly took out some money to put on the table, and they left one after another, but an hourglass scale ran out!

And the sight made the priest snort heavily, and he turned away without saying a word!Or, to Larry's little pleasure, the three soldiers followed him away!

A farce, it seems, ends like this.

"It's terrible. Well, boss, give me a plate of grilled lamb chops. In the huge lobby, only the silver-headed young man seemed to be unconcerned about the almost catastrophe just now, just ordered a new dish and began to chew slowly.

But facts may prove that the follow-up of the storm will not be a simple sunny day.

Just when there was only one piece of lamb chops left on the young man's plate, the door of the tavern was slammed open again! Heavily armed warriors rushed into the tavern one after another, occupying half of the huge space in an instant! On their armor, the huge hammer badge made Larry feel weak at once, and he almost peed his pants in fright!

It was a beautiful wolf's head

"My lord, my lord, what is ......?"

"Have you seen any of these people?" asked a knight parting the crowd and raising his hand to pull out a video gem.

“...... What's wrong with them?"

Larry was stunned for a moment, and he noticed that on the gem in the man's hand, the three figures that had appeared were exactly the ones he had seen - the three soldiers who were still drinking in his tavern for a moment.

But the next moment, his heart was beating endlessly!

"It's nothing, it's just, these people are dead, go and find out that they used to be here, say, what are they doing?" The person in charge of answering looked impatient, but the answer was serious enough to be shocking!

"Dead?"

"Yes, they were so unlucky, all three of them were roasted in a circle!" (To be continued.) If you like this work, (.) vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M to read.