Chapter II: Evaluation

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In the Red Moon Hotel in the east of Munster, the girl Alyssa had just taken a shower and returned to her room with a hotel man.

"Well, help him wash his body and change into a clean set of clothes!" she said, pulling out a few silver coins and handing them over.

Without observing the busyness of the fellow, she knocked on the door of the next room:

In the vast wilderness, a figure stumbled and ran, he ran so eagerly, even if he would often fall to the ground, kowtow and bleed, he did not slow down a bit. It was as if there was a deadly enemy behind him, and he had to run desperately to get his life.

However, there was nothing behind him, and he was the only one in the barren field.

He was barefoot, unkempt, and ragged, like a beggar, and his long, knotted hair covered his entire face, making it impossible to distinguish his appearance.

He was like tireless, running day and night, running for his life.

Fields, wastelands, mountains, meadows, mountains, rivers...... He kept running.

When encountering fields, stealing some rice, encountering rivers and lakes, drinking a full meal, encountering mountains and forests, directly capturing wild animals and drinking blood, only when encountering people, even if they only perceive it, and hear a little sound, he will dodge with all his strength and flee in the opposite direction, as if human beings are more terrible than foolish beasts.

In this way, the figure was aimless, crazy, across the mountains and seas, and kept running away.

Rolling thunder rang out in the sky, dark clouds began to gather, and it was a pouring rain.

"Wow"

It was pouring down, and the summer thunderstorms were so violent that the whole world was covered in a world of water.

However, in the heavy rain that obscured the sky and the sun, this figure still fled, and there was no intention of stopping.

"Smack"

He stumbled and fell into the mud.

Struggling, he tried to get up, but tried to hold on a few times without success, often just halfway up, then bent his arm and fell again.

The months of running had already emptied his body, and the occasional diet could not make up for the deficit in his body, and his body had been corrupted to the point of the ritual, and he was already at the end of his crossbow, and he could no longer run away.

But with the support of his survival instincts, he struggled, crawling through the muddy water, slowly moving forward, hiding under a bush that could barely hide from the rain.

Then he could no longer hold it and fainted in the mud.

......

The thunderstorm came and went as fast as it came, but after a while, the dark clouds dissipated and the sun fell on the earth again.

In the mud after the rain, two young people, a man and a woman, were hurrying away, struggling to pull their legs and feet out of the mud, and they were still talking.

"It's damn weather, it's changing, and it's still a good day when I go out in the morning. It was the young man who spoke.

"That's not to blame you? I don't bring a raincoat, I don't bring an umbrella, and I don't have any shortcuts, if I take the avenue, where will it be like now?" the young woman looked disdainful.

"Well, don't I want to get to Munster as soon as possible?" said the young man, "I've been walking this shortcut for so many years, but who could have expected it to rain?"

"It's all your fault, it's all because you're in a hurry! The assessment will only start in three days, so what's the use of you being in such a hurry?" the young woman still didn't intend to let him go.

"Alas, my good sister, why don't you understand? It's not that I'm anxious, the assessment organized is not so simple, and there are five people who participated in the assessment this time, and all of them are good players! There is only one position released above, and if you want to take down the position, how can you do it without some preparation? Haven't I gone over in advance and tried to find a way to have a good relationship with the people in the branch. The young man patiently explained, "Okay, okay, when we get to Hanover, I'll find you a place to stay and let you take a hot bath, okay." ”

"Hmph, you know each other!" snorted arrogantly, and the young woman stopped talking.

Suddenly, the young woman stopped and looked in one direction: "Wait! over there...... There seems to be someone over there!"

"Anyone?" the young man immediately became alert, and put one hand on the short knife at his waist.

Then the two of them cautiously approached the direction, and the young man's hand had completely grasped the handle of the knife, ready to draw it at any moment.

The dense bushes were kicked away a bit, revealing half of a man's body.

After a little more rounding, the two of them saw the figure clearly, and saw that it was a medium-sized man, unkempt, ragged, with large and small bruises on his body, lying motionless in the muddy water, and even his skin was soaked a little white and blue.

The young man kicked the figure again, but the figure remained motionless.

The young man let out a sigh of relief, let go of the hilt of the knife, and said to his sister who was hiding behind him, "What else should I think of, just a corpse, don't care." ”

"Corpse?" came the weak voice of a young woman from behind.

The young woman had no choice but to explain: "It looks like a beggar, or a vagabond, or a runaway serf, and he is wounded and drenched in the rain, and even if he is not dead, he is probably about the same, so there is no need to care about ......it."

Only then did the young woman peek out from behind her brother and look timidly at the figure that had fallen to the ground.

"Alright, let's go. The young man urged directly.

"It doesn't seem okay to leave like this, maybe he's not dead yet?" the young woman's tone was a little hesitant: "Shall we ......"

"Alas, Alyssa, I know you have a good heart, but the people in this world cannot be saved!" the young man interrupted her: "There are many people in this world who freeze to death every day and starve to death, and there are hundreds of serfs like this who die every day on the manor! How many can you save?"

"But...... I see it, and I can't leave it alone!" After a moment of silence, the young woman stamped her foot, stepped forward, and began to examine the "poor man" in front of her.

The young man had no choice but to leave his sister alone, so he had to stand by and wait.

He ...... He's not dead yet! he's still breathing!" The young woman's voice was full of excitement: "He must have fainted here because he looked too weak, you see, he was so thin that he must have been subjected to inhuman abuse before! But he is in good physical condition, but he has not had enough food for a long time to ......"

As she spoke, the young woman took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, unsealed it, and was about to pour out the pill.

"You're crazy!" The young man couldn't hold back any longer, and stepped forward and snatched the porcelain bottle: "Do you know how many points a pill this pill has? This is a life-saving thing!"