Deep in the silent valley, the land on the altar was already a mess. There were mutilated corpses everywhere, lying on the ground in different directions. The black-blue stone slabs that had been erected around the altar were also smashed. The gravel was spread all over the ground and mixed with countless corpses.
The dried blood stains had turned into an unsightly black-red color, sticking to the bluestone slab.
It seems that this altar has been completely destroyed and useless. However, no one could see that the faint but lingering dark aura on the altar was seeping into the earth little by little.
This altar, which is used to sacrifice the flesh and blood of young children to the gods for many years, condenses the grievances of those children before they die, and this time, the flesh and blood of countless followers of the religion of all things, as well as the unwillingness and resentment before their death. Without anyone noticing, those sinister breaths infiltrated this land.
Of course, after ten days of sunshine, the earth that has been infiltrated with yin can purify itself, so that these dark auras can be completely dissipated.
However, although these yin qi will eventually dissipate, it will still have some influence in these ten days, especially on living beings—the animals in this forest will be very short-tempered recently, and carnivores will more bloodthirsty. Moreover, not only animals, but also human beings who live in towns close to this valley will also be affected. Many of the negative emotions that they usually hide deep in their hearts will be much higher than usual. If there is a trigger, it is easy to completely burst out.
…
When he hurried out of the house with a few knights, Xie Muer saw another knight squatting in front of a dense bush in the courtyard.
The knight lowered his head and was tying a small copper pipe to a dark little mouse, and then made a gesture to it.
The little black rat stood upright, raised two small paws and squeaked at its owner twice, and then slid into the bushes. The night is its best cover, and its dark fur soon disappears into the grass.
The knight got up and reported to Xie Muer who was standing in front of him.
"Lord Xie Mu'er, I have already sent a message to King Camos."
Xie Muer nodded, then looked up at the sky.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and it is already late at night. Even if King Camos has already dealt with the affairs of the city of Vernal at this moment, he will rush over after receiving the summons, and I am afraid that he will not be able to arrive until sunrise.
Well, until then...
The sound of hooves sounded outside, from far to near, and then a neigh of a horse sounded outside the courtyard gate.
The young knight dismounted and trotted in.
"Lord Xie Mu'er!"
He was the last knight who stayed here. King Camos stayed in El Town to protect Garland, and there were only five knights in total.
"Have you figured it out? Why is there a riot at such a time?"
Xie Muer didn't talk nonsense and asked directly.
"Yes," the knight said, "the emotions of those refugees have been very unstable since the past few days, because the food and grass for the refugees here were delivered from the city of Vernal, but this past week or so, , the amount of food and forage provided every day is decreasing, and the refugees have long been dissatisfied. It was the rulers of Ayr Town who did their best to appease them, and even mobilized the town’s food reserves. However, the food and grass reserves in Ayr Town It’s almost exhausted, so the emotions of refugees are getting more and more excited these days.”
"And..." Under Xi Muer's gaze, the knight paused before continuing, "and in the evening, those refugees accidentally caught a female believer in the Church of Everything who wanted to kidnap a child. Under the torture of the people here, the female believer couldn't stand it, and she told most of the truth, including the matter of the powerful people in the city of Wienar and the religion of all things colluding to arrest the child, so... "
The knight did not continue, but he didn't need to continue, and Xie Muer understood.
Those refugees are all refugees from the city of Vernal. Many of them lost their children in this disaster. Originally, they could only blame their own lives. First, the flood and then encountered thieves, but now When I heard it, it turned out that my life was not bad, but that I was forced to this point by those goddamn Wijnal city dignitaries... In addition, the panic that was about to run out of food had been brewing these days.
At this time, as long as a courageous person climbed up and shouted, those refugees would do anything to survive, to get food and to snatch their children back.
So, naturally, the riots happened.
This is not an accident, this is something that will happen sooner or later under the persecution of those powerful and selfish people who ignore human life.
Shemuer gritted his teeth and thought.
Those damn greedy silverfish—
"Can you find a way to get out of town?"
Shemuer asked calmly.
His duty now is to protect the prince, not to suppress the mob, so his top priority now is how to lead the prince to break through the encirclement.
"I'm afraid not, Mr. Xie Mu'er, I have just turned around. Some of the roads out of the town were blocked by the mob with grinding wood and the like, and some were simply set on fire."
"… "
Xie Muer looked up at the night sky. In his sight, the fire in the distance of the town was flickering, and there was a restless breath in the wind. He vaguely seemed to see a few wisps of dark breath blocking the bright moon in the sky, making the whole night change. Got gloomy.
"... ominous breath..."
Feeling something, the priest of Shamash muttered to himself in a low voice, watching the countless firelights in the night moving towards here, it was the mob who came with torches.
Then, he turned his head, his eyes instantly sharpened, and glanced at the five knights in front of him.
"Protect the prince, this is the only thing we should do."
"Stay here and don't let anyone step in here," he said.
The knights leaned over and fell to one knee, their clenched fists pressed against their hearts.
"Yes!"
It was the act of making an oath to Shamash, the sun god they worshiped.
They are the knights of King Camos, and they must guard the prince of Aaron Landis.
As long as their hearts are still beating, no one will ever step into this house!
In the dark night, Xie Muer nodded expressionlessly.
He raised his hand and stretched the scepter in his hand to the five knights in front of him. In the dark night, the gems carved into green leaves on the scepter became more and more verdant.
The priest of Shamash spoke, and his voice was as deep and distant as a chant at this moment.
"The light of Shamash will always shine on your soul," he said.
After speaking, Xie Mu'er glanced outside again, then turned around and walked quickly into the house.
When he walked into the door, the door panel slowly closed behind him, shutting out the countless messy footsteps coming towards the house.
The torches swayed in the dark night, and the mob holding the torches had rushed to the street and surrounded all the mansions here.
The other mansions were full of fire, and the owners of the mansions kept all their guards and strong slaves outside, waiting for them. Only this place was quiet and pitch-dark, with only a little light shining through the closed room.
When Xi Muer entered the room, he saw the little prince sitting on the bed looking at him.
"Is it dangerous?"
The little prince asked him that, the white bandage around his neck scorching in the firelight.
He was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't worry."
He said: "The knights under King Camos are the most elite and powerful knights."
Soon, there was the sound of swords colliding outside, followed by the screams of people.
But fortunately, those voices were always outside and could not break through.
The mighty knights stood loyally outside, using their bodies as walls of flesh and blood to wipe out all the thugs who tried to rush in under their swords.
Hearing the sound of fighting outside, Garlan couldn't help grasping the sheets nervously.
He turned his eyes to the side, and the priest of Shamash stood firmly by the bed, with his back to him, holding a scepter, like a stone statue of a patron saint.
That tall and steady back gave him an inexplicable sense of peace...
Do not.
Garlan, who had reacted, shook his head vigorously.
Can't forget.
This man betrayed him.
Can't forget this-
"His Royal Highness! Lord Xie Mu'er! Be careful—"
Suddenly, a heart-piercing roar from a knight came from outside the house.
Suddenly, there was a sound of banging and banging, as if something sharp was nailed to the outside of the house.
Xie Muer immediately reacted, it was an arrow!
Those mobs actually have bows and arrows? !
It seems that they have captured the ruling house in Ayr Town and opened the arsenal in it.
He gritted his teeth.
If it was just an ordinary mob, with the five elite knights and the narrow terrain, as long as those knights blocked the key points, they might not be able to hold on until King Camos came back.
However, the mob now has bows and arrows in their hands... Dozens of bows are fired in several rounds, and the guard knights as powerful as King Kamos can't stand it.
Just as Xie Muer's mind was spinning rapidly, there was a sudden swishing sound, and another round of arrows was shot, and some of the arrows actually penetrated the most vulnerable part of the house and shot into the room.
Xie Muer waved his hand sharply, and the hard scepter blocked the arrows.
However, at the moment when he was blocking the arrows, there were two swishes.
Garlan, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.
He raised his head sharply, breathing suddenly stagnant.
I saw a sharp arrow broke through the thin wooden window, and hit him like a bolt of lightning.
The sharp arrows flickered with a cold metallic luster in the light of the oil lamp, reflected in the child's dilated pupils, from far to near—
In the next second, the cold arrow will be nailed into the child's soft forehead—
A tall figure suddenly appeared in Garlan's line of sight, blocking the terrifying sharp arrow in his eyes.
He was embraced by a pair of strong arms and fell into a chest that seemed strange, yet vaguely familiar.
With a very slight thud of the arrow penetrating into the flesh, Garlan felt the body that was holding him tremble, and a painful groan sounded in his ears.
... Shemuer
His eyes widened, and the point of the arrow that had pierced through the ribs of the priest holding him was in front of him.
The sharp point was only a few centimeters away from his pupil.
Garlan opened his mouth and wanted to call Xie Muer's name, but before he made a sound, Xie Muer pulled him off the bed.
Xie Mu'er panted, ripped open the carpet under the bed, and pulled up a small wooden door from the floor.
Then, he stretched out his hand and pressed Garlan into the dark hole under the floor.
"Hide away."
Xie Muer knelt on one knee on the ground, holding the scepter in one hand and the open secret door with the other, and said to Garlan in a deep voice.
Garlan, who was stuffed into the dark cave by him, raised his head, his pale face, and those big golden eyes were looking at him.
Xie Mu'er looked at those bright golden eyes, which really looked like the rays of the sun.
... that would probably be the last sun he could see.
The priest of Shamash looked at the little prince who always made him angry, the arrow pierced through his shoulder, and the blood oozing down his arm, staining the scepter in his hand red.
He said, "Wait here, King Camos will come to you."
At this moment, the man's deep voice was softer than ever before, as if he was trying his best to coax the child who was about to be locked in the dark underground by him.
He said, "His Royal Highness Garland, you will be safe."
boom! The secret door was pressed down by Xi Muer and closed.
Then the tiny gap was also covered up by the covering blanket.
Garlan's eyes turned black, and the whole person fell into darkness.
In that darkness, he heard the man's footsteps pounding on the floor, coming from above him.
Then, gradually moved away from him.