"Alan!" he was in a daze when Riel's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Thank goodness you're here!" "Riel breathlessed, as if he had just run a few dozen miles.

"Otherwise......" Alan looked at him a little puzzled.

"Scared the hell out of me...... When we woke up and found that you weren't in the room, we thought ......" Riel stopped talking.

"I thought it was ...... What?"

"No, it's nothing...... "Rare hesitated, "you...... It's good that you didn't run around......"

However, his performance made Alan understand what he meant......

"yes...... I ......," thought Alan, "I should have gone looking for it...... And then...... Revenge for my parents......"

Somehow, as soon as Alan thought of this, a wave of loss suddenly rose in his heart, and there was a strong hatred...... For his own hatred......

He wanted to avenge his parents from the bottom of his heart, and sealed the Demon Eye with his own hands, and even destroyed it...... But at the same time, he also clearly realized that if even his father couldn't defeat the MONOCULUS, then even more so for him, a beginner who had just learned a little bit of light elemental magic......

The power of the MONOCULUS was so powerful that Alan felt that humans seemed so small in front of it...... It's so small that it makes people feel hopeless.

That's where this hatred comes from...... He had never hated himself so much, he hated this weakness, he hated this powerlessness.

"Let's go back......" In order not to make Riel feel guilty, Alan tried to act as quiet as possible, "I'm a little tired......"

"Uh-huh, it's time to go back and get some rest!" Riel breathed a sigh of relief.

However, on the way back to the room, Alan saw another scene that made his heart ache even more......

The common room on the first floor was so crowded with people that even the air had become foul.

A few children who had just learned to walk sat on the ground and cried, still calling "Daddy" and "Mommy" in their mouths...... But there was no time to coax them, there were still many wounded to be treated and cared for, almost all the adults were standing guard at the fence or caring for the sick in the hospital, and only the children and students remained here......

This made Allen's heart twist...... He is not the only child who has lost his family in this disaster.

"Boom!"

Just as Alan was standing at the top of the stairs in a daze, someone suddenly bumped into him. But he didn't have anything to do, but he stumbled and fell.

"Ouch!"

It was a little boy about ten years old, squatting on the ground with his pockets clutched.

"Are you alright?" Alan pulled him up, "Look at your panic, what's wrong?"

"Uh...... yes, I'm sorry......" The little boy was still clutching his pockets, "I just wanted to get the food to my dad quickly......"

The little guy looked haggard, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"He went to duty on the city wall early in the morning, and he didn't even have time to eat......" he said as he quietly glanced at his pocket again, and was relieved to find that the few dry slices of bread were still there.

"Where's your mother?"

"My mother ......" said this, the little boy's eyes suddenly reddened, "she ......"

Seeing his reaction, Alan immediately understood......

"Let's go...... Your dad must have been hungry for a long time. Alan waved his hand and quickly diverted the topic.

"Hmm......" The little boy didn't cry and ran away.

Alan had mixed feelings...... All the survivors gathered here have lost their families to some degree, but for different reasons, they don't even have time to grieve before they have to devote themselves to the frontline work...... In this situation, it seems like a luxury to have time to cry properly......

Returning to the room, Alan found that only Cynthia and Cecilis were sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, Alyssa was still asleep, and the others were not in the room. Frey and Freya are in the hospital to care for their mother, and Ian is looking for him like Riel.

They each sat down on the small couch, both a little confused, not knowing what to do, as if all they could do now was wait. Wait for a miracle to happen, or wait for death.

In order to avoid unnecessary panic, Alan did not tell anyone the news that he was running out of food, but the news still spread, and it only took an afternoon to reach everyone's ears.

Seeing this, the commander in charge of the command simply stopped hiding it, frankly told everyone about the situation in front of him, and suggested that everyone in each room should sleep as much as possible and move less, so as to save physical strength, and secondly, to reduce consumption, and give priority to the delivery of food to those who need to be on duty. After all, they had barely survived until this point by relying on this ironclad barrier, and if it was breached by the werewolves, the entire castle would instantly become their mouth.

Despite this, the repair of the barrier is getting slower and slower, and the other cities are still unreachable...... And the werewolf's attack did not stop for a moment.

And so, in the evening of the day, the people ushered in the Last Supper in this desperate mood.

"Try to save as much as you can. The man in charge of the food distribution said as he handed Alan a slice of bread and half an apple, "That's all." ”

Almost everyone realized that this might be the last meal in their lives, so no one spoke, and after getting the food, they went back to their rooms like they were holding their babies.

And even if this were the case, the entire enchantment would only last until tomorrow morning at most......

Despair affected everyone as if it were contagious, and the whole castle suddenly fell silent, and even the cries of children were gone......

"If you really can't help it, let me give it a try......" Cynthia barely moved or spoke during the day, either in a daze or using "meditation" to condense her magic.

In the previous battles, she had a severe mana drain.

"No matter how the werewolves' bodies have changed, as long as they are flesh and blood, they can't resist the 'void'. Cynthia said, "Maybe...... I can wipe them all out in one blow, and at least buy a little time to escape......"

"That'...... I'll lend you my magic. Alyssa said, "Please do your best." ”

"Mine is for you, too. Frey said.

"And mine. Cecilis also stood up.

But Eren didn't react, and didn't even offer to give her the magic in the wand of the stealer......

"I think, don't waste your efforts......" After a moment, he slowly opened his mouth, and there was no hope in his tone, "Unlike the last time, this time the enemy is spread over a radius of dozens of miles...... With just the little magic we have left, I'm afraid ......"

"Then go and call all of them together, gather all their magic!" Cynthia added, "if there are so many people gathered together......

"But now almost everyone is in a state of depletion of magic...... You know, this ironclad barrier works, but it's also incredibly expensive......" Alan said.

"Then what else can we do!" Cynthia glared at Eren with a rare irritation, "Can we just sit here and wait for death!?"

"Cynthia is right...... Alyssa whispered when she saw this, "I think I think ...... too Her proposal is worth a try......"

But Alan opened his mouth, said nothing, and was silent...... He didn't want to Alyssa off again.

He didn't know why...... Perhaps it was because of this atmosphere of despair that permeated the entire castle that he really saw no hope, and now he didn't have any thoughts of resisting......

Apathy...... That's probably the way it is.

Oppressive and heavy, the atmosphere in the room was nothing more than that......

I don't know how long it was, it seemed like a year. Just when everyone felt like they were about to collapse under this atmosphere, there was a crisp knock on the door.

"Knock knock!" was the sound that showed that the hand was very powerful.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and no one reacted.

"Knock knock!" another knock sounded, and a familiar voice came over: "Open the door, Alan...... It's me. ”