Yorko finally obeyed Hill's advice and left Glorious City in a carriage under the afterglow of the curtain slowly ending.
The driving guys are all under Hill's. I heard that they were also members of the acrobatic troupe. After transporting slaves several times with the caravan, they have already made up their minds about the evacuation route. It was not until the sun completely went down that the speed of the convoy slowed down, but even though the earth was shrouded in darkness, they insisted on carrying the oil lamps and continued to march for more than an hour before they set up camp in a deserted field.
The vehicles formed a circle around the bonfire. The young man who called himself the clown skillfully fetched water and cooked porridge, the tall and strong man Yanshan fed the horses, the magician who was in charge of guarding and patrolling, and the man who dug and set simple traps. Bro... They're more like an army than an acrobatic troupe.
Yorko found that he didn't have to do anything, and the fragrant wheat porridge was already handed to him.
In addition to this, there is a plate of bacon and an apple.
He finally knew why Hill chose to ship these things.
Two whole trucks of food, even if their group spends a month or two on the road, these so-called "selling goods" are enough to meet the needs of all the staff.
But to be able to load the food so quickly, has he always been ready to escape the Kingdom of Dawn at any time? And according to what the guard said, he still keeps in touch with the black street rat, my God... Is this guy really just an acrobat
Yorko was determined to ask his old friend to clarify when he returned to Greycastle.
The guys consciously took the porridge and went to the outside of the carriage. Only him, No. 76, and the four witches were left by the bonfire.
"I'm sorry for what I said and did last time," Annie said generously. "It's true that you didn't hand us over to the Dawn Lord, but I still can't fully trust you."
"Why?" Mia wondered, "He doesn't look like a bad guy."
This sentence is not a bad person makes Yorko blush a little, he has never felt that he is a good person, fortunately the light of the bonfire can cover this up for him, "Ahem, I think it's probably because Miss Anne still suspects that the Witch of Greycastle is organized. Purity?"
"Purity?"
"For example, some powerful nobles often steal a few witches for fun."
"This is only one aspect," Annie interrupted. "As long as there is unilateral deception and use, whether it is in Wolfheart or Graycastle, it is a cage for witches, and there is no essential difference. Of course, If I can confirm that the witch organization in Greycastle is exactly what you said, I will formally apologize to you."
"It doesn't matter," Yorko shrugged. "My task is to send you to His Majesty Roland, and then this matter has nothing to do with me. Even if you want to apologize, you may not be able to see me."
The atmosphere was a little stiff for a while, only the crackling of the bonfire remained.
In normal times, he wouldn't let the chat come to a deadlock, but for these witches, he really couldn't get up, which not only disrupted his peaceful ambassador life, but also brought a lot of risks to the messenger group. Be careful not to. It's a miscalculation, but it's not so easy to let go of this feeling when the person under suspicion is replaced by yourself.
The last to speak to break the silence was No. 76.
"Are you all from Wolfheart Kingdom?" she asked, "I heard from Mia that you have known each other for a long time."
Annie nodded, "Although we were not born in the same city, but... you guessed right."
"Wolf Heart has been annexed by the church, you must have experienced a lot of hardships all the way to Dawn," No. 76 leaned over to touch the hero's empty trousers, and asked in a low voice, "Her legs are also in the process of escaping. Was it hurt by someone from the church?"
The hero bit his lip, looked sad, and lowered his head.
"It was cut off by the person she guarded," Annie's answer was unexpected. "At the most dangerous moment in Wolf Heart City, she stood up, but in the end she got people's hatred."
"The person being guarded... Injured?"
Annie nodded, "I can tell you what you want to know, but it's not an easy story."
No. 76 looked at the hero for a moment, and replied seriously, "I want to know."
Although Yorko pretended to be gnawing on bacon intently, his curiosity was also picked up.
"A year ago, when the church army attacked Wolf Heart City, they threw a large number of corpses with evil plague into the city, trying to weaken the resistance of the capital, just like what they did in Broken Tooth Castle." Annie went into the bonfire Filled in two branches and splashed some sparks, "But this time the evil epidemic did not spread, it was the hero's ability. She was able to transfer the disease to other living creatures, thus preventing the spread of the epidemic."
"What kind of living thing?"
"Rats, cats, dogs, cattle and sheep can all be... Of course, people are also included." She said slowly, "The townspeople dug a big hole in the slum, and people infected by the evil epidemic will gather here, and let the hero treat the disease. Transfer it to the animal, and then throw the animal into the pit to burn. Slowly, people regarded her as the savior of Wolfheart City, and began to call her a hero, and Mia and I also received her treatment. "
"However, the good times don't last long. A large animal can restore five or six infected people to health before death, while cats and dogs can only accept one or two people's transfer. In addition, the church repeatedly spreads evil epidemics. All the living things that can run are caught and burned in front of the slum pit, and it cannot meet the needs of every patient."
"As the war continued, they targeted the living."
This sentence made Yorko shudder.
No. 76 moved to the hero's side and gently embraced her, "It's not your fault."
And Annie's expression was particularly dignified in the uncertain firelight, "Of course it's not her fault. From the beginning, those people didn't give her the right to choose. The first to be thrown into the fire pit were prisoners, prisoners and volunteers. Later, it became the elderly, wounded soldiers, and prisoners of the Judgment Army."
"But the hero didn't agree to the demands of those lunatics, especially in the face of soldiers who didn't want to die at all and underage surrenderers, she didn't want to do anything anyway. So people's attitudes towards her changed, and there were even secret rumors that she had an affair with the church. Collusion is obviously an enemy, but they want to save their lives. The rescuer has become a traitor, and the hero has been imprisoned. If she hadn't used her abilities, she would have been sent to the gallows long ago."
"Then the church made a comeback and broke through the city wall of the capital in just one day. When the city was broken, the guard who had been treated by her cut off her legs with an axe, and then a fire set the cell on fire. It was because the hero colluded with the church that the wolf's heart was destroyed. She doesn't want to go anywhere, the betrayers should be destroyed together with the city in this flame cage."
Speaking of this, Anne paused, "But the guards did not expect that the person who rescued the immobile hero was the prisoner of the Judgment Army who was also locked in the cell."8