Chapter 4 Refugees

In today's world, swearing can only comfort others, but it can't make people feel relieved. Even the promises of bachelors and prophets are like clouds, light, and will dissipate as soon as they are blown by the wind.

So the village head and the priest were skeptical of Eveila's guarantee.

Li Ou swept their faces. Not surprisingly, they were two frightened faces, and their fragile souls were scarred by rumors and fears appeared on the old wrinkles. Their eyes are cloudy and confused. They are really getting old, and the alchemists are deeply aware of it.

"I still can't let it go." The priest struggled to say, "That monster... I'm afraid even you can't resist it."

"I'm afraid it's even worse with you alone." Leo pointed out cruelly.

Evela glanced at Leo complainably. If it's really like what you said, then you can't stop him even if the door is closed.

The village head subconsciously looked at the main door of the village, but the thick and cold walls blocked his sight, and only the sound of the whirlpool blowing on the doors and windows echoed in the church. He is like a frightened bird, and even any movement is enough to make him roar. He turned to Evela in fear and said tremblingly, "But... we have no other way."

"We are here."

The village head and the priest looked at each other and did not express their position for a long time.

Liou has had enough of their distrust and the estrangement in his words. Every defensive move and every dodge look seemed to regard them as the fierce and brutal ghost in their mouths.

"I have a way for you to do it once and for all."

This suits their appetite more, but even their request seems insincere.

The village head did not ask urgently, "What can you do?" His expression and tone seemed more perfunctory.

The alchemist sneered indifferently, "The best way is to pray to Ms. Andal, priest." He stood up and looked up at the cold and ruthless god. Her eyes were empty and there was no color on her face: she was like a stone - no, she was just a cold stone. Pray that she can give you the protection of inviolable evil and pray that she can dispel the darkness with light. Of course, what you should pray most is that the other party will not come..."

"Get out of here, alchemist! Get out of here!" The priest suddenly shouted angrily. Somehow, Li Ou's words seemed to hurt the wound of his left leg. You don't believe her! It's not your turn to tell me what to do." He waved his crutch emotionally as if it were a sacred weapon in Andal's hand.

The village head's face was also awe-inspiring. You should go to rest, distinguished guests!" He gritted his teeth and said.

Li Ou shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He just asked for it.

"Let's go, Evela. I think the first thing we need to ensure now is a full meal and enough sleep." He took Eveila's arm and smiled at her with a warm smile. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even have the strength to speak.

Evela sighed helplessly and was picked up by Liola.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pastor. If possible, can you pray for me?" She saluted the priest seriously, as if she were making amends for Leo. May the holy lady dispel the fear in your heart.

The priest stared at Leo angrily and stiffly refused. I'm afraid I can't do it."

Li Ou was about to reply, but there was a burst of pain in his arm. Ivera pinched his arm and stopped him desperately. Then... I'll come to pray tomorrow morning..." she whispered.

"...you just need to come alone, your friend, you don't have to." The priest was reluctant to agree to her request. I'm worried that the air and dust here, and what we exhale will stain his 'truth'.

When I walked out of the church, the sky was completely dark.

This is another night without moon and stars. It is dark around, and only a few dim lights from the houses on both sides of the muddy road illuminate the road for them.

Li Ou and Yvela walked in the mud mixed with ice, moving deeply and lightly and crookedly. We probably look like two clowns. He was glad that they were tattered and there were no peeping eyes hidden in the darkness. In this regard, even if the road is muddy, it can be tolerated.

Turning a corner, Evela couldn't help it. Why did you say that?" She accused him.

"What is it?"

"You know it." She is full of resentment. You deliberately provoked the incident."

Why doesn't she give up on this? Leo felt puzzled. Could it be that she still wants to do good things to the end and wait for the attack of the so-called "demons" here? What if the other party never comes here? Do they have to die here? Are you kidding? He is not a stupid good man, let alone a demon hunter. He will not be trapped just for a few rumors. What's more, they have no good intentions, let alone sincerity.

"They don't trust you and me. Do I have to stick my cold buttocks with a hot face?" He snorted disdainfully. Evela, we are just travelers and passers-by. After a few nights of rest, you have to leave when you regain your vitality.

"I know. But..."

"...but what is it?"

"There's something wrong here."

"I didn't see it." Li Ou sneered, "I only heard their imagination."

Evela stopped and looked at him with a serious expression. It's not a imagination." She said solemnly, "This is close to the capital of the kingdom and adjacent to the desperate fortress. According to reason, the guards should have inspected the place: several villages were reduced to the graves of the dead. This is enough for them to send elites. The king of Kratim is not the tyrant of the County of Sirius.

"That's just a rumor."

"What about those ruins? What about the broken tiles? That can't be fake."

Li Ou yawned and reluctantly dealt with Eveila's chattering evidence and questioning. He felt that his thoughts could no longer keep up with the pace of her speech. He hung his head and responded vaguely, "Didn't they say that the heavy snow blocked the road?"

"Even so," he felt that Evela's voice seemed to come from a very far away place, hazy, soft and warm, like a lullaby humming in his mother's mouth. ...The mountain can't stop the Griffin Knight."

Griffin Knight? Those jingling and noisy birds?

Li Ou opened the door of the hotel, and the warmth from the bright fire came to his face, and his sleepiness surrounded him tightly. Maybe it will arrive tomorrow?" He doesn't want to talk about this anymore, at least not today. Let me go to sleep, Evela. I'm about to fall asleep. He forced himself to finish, and then he didn't know how to do it. He was already lying on the thick meadow**. The stove was burning on the side, Lu Yuewu's appearance became blurred and looming, and her inquiry became farther and farther away. I must be exhausted. Such an idea came to his mind and then fell asleep completely.

When he woke up by the noise outside the hotel, it was noon the next day.

Liou tried to open his eyes. The room was empty, the stove had long been extinguished, and the mountain wind kept pouring in from the window that showed a gap, bringing a desperate chill on the ice and snowy mountains.

The louder noise outside was like a beaten gong urging him to get up. He was so irritable that he just wanted to curse and stuff their mouths with snowballs. But when he looked out of the window, the scenery in front of him temporarily made him forget all the discomfort. The village was built on the slope at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the only hotel here stands behind the mountain. The window of the room faces the open tundra. There is a flat river in front of it, and it seems that you can see the sea plane at a glance.

But what he like most is the beautiful mountain scenery on both sides.

The sunlight at noon flashed on the top of the mountain, forming a colorful halo, just like the appearance of the gods recorded in the classics. The priest must be praying for it, right? Otherwise, it will be regarded as disrespectful. He thought contemptuously. In the distance, the snow-capped peaks shrouded in fine mist, and the majestic rocks and ice and snow made the peaks on its shoulders so small. A magnificent cliff is covered with crystal clear ice, and the 20-foot-high icicle is like a silent roaring frozen waterfall. A falcon hovered on the edge of the cliff, spreading its blue wings and flying in the clear sky.

However, even the eagle seemed to hear the noisy sound of ants on the ground and flapped their wings and disappeared behind the mountains without nostalgia. He couldn't continue to endure it in silence.

Leou put on his coat and walked out of bed barefoot. The stones under my feet are cold. He put his hand on the window sill and looked down.

The villagers have already got up, and the roof of each family has emitted cooking smoke, but this precious peace and tranquility was broken by another group of travelers. They were noisy at the door of the hotel and chattered like a long-tongued woman. The militia pushed away the onlookers and squeezed into the crowd, but were rudely pushed by outsiders.

The alchemist straightened his neck and looked, but the back of his head blocked all his sight. He didn't understand where so many people came from such a remote village. It's getting more and more noisy outside, as if there is a fight. He put on his boots quickly.

"Mr. Feifeiduo!" He shouted at the door.

For crows, they are familiar with this place. Although they wear masks, people here seem to have been surprised for a long time. Therefore, it would be better for them to be responsible for protecting the safety of ladies and ladies.

"Mr. Li Ou," the leader of the Raven tribe poked his head out from the stairs, "I'm here."

He seems to be guarding there all the time. Leo walked over while buttoning the button on his coat. What's going on outside? He asked, "It's too noisy."

Feifei looked at the door and whispered to him, "It's a group of refugees." His mask covered everything, and Leo never saw anything from the cold mask. The militia let them in."

"Huh? Why didn't they stop these guys this time?" Leo mocked.

"It is said that some of them know some of them."

"How can there be a quarrel?" As he said, he looked out and said, "Let's go and have a look."

"Because the owner of the hotel found that one of them was dead..." Before he finished speaking, the alchemist who got into the crowd had seen the source of the noise - a poor man with his eyes closed, pale face and stained with blood.