I have a shelter

"——I still remember that when we went up the mountain the next day and opened the sealed door, Jenny looked like she was sleeping sweetly on the bed, but she was so pale that she didn't look like a living person."

"I always feel that we killed her with our own hands, even though I have repeatedly confirmed that she was not breathing, and her hands were terrifyingly cold."

"I saw my father knocking her mouth open with his silver dagger, and I saw them drive a stake into her heart at my father's command, bury her face down, and place a sickle beside her body. "

"Maybe because he saw that I couldn't accept this, gradually, my father stopped letting me go."

"I really want to forget about this.

"Until one day, my father told me that Lisa was going to be sent out."

"What did your father tell you?" George asked.

"Yes, sir." Hunter said: "He told me that he felt deeply guilty and guilty for everything he did. But he couldn't decide the fate of those people. He also said"

"What else did he say to you?"

"He said maybe he made the wrong decision from the beginning."

George nodded and said no more.

"Sir, please believe me. I am definitely not someone who brings disaster. Please forgive me for keeping my mouth shut." Hunter gradually cried: "You know, it is not easy to enter the slums from the quarantine area. I I don’t dare to say that I have been exposed to any evil things - all the people who were suspected were burned to death by the knights without explanation. After you came to Bianhe once, the place gradually became less wary of outsiders. "

‘I should send a priest to Bianhe. Moreover, people should be sent to educate people about some things - many people don't even understand the principles of plague. ’ George somewhat understood why there were so few refugees from the west in Garvey’s territory – there were rivers to isolate them in spring, summer and autumn, and there were many monsters in winter. Occasionally, there were refugees who were lucky enough to escape, and most of them had been exposed to evil spirits. Basically, Garvey had not heard any news from them, so his people dealt with it.

With the level of ignorance of those people, I am afraid that even speaking a few words to them will bring bad luck. Burning them to death is obviously the simplest and safest solution

"What do you think the baron's level should be, Jack?" George asked on the way.

"Maybe it has to exceed the 'blasphemy level' of the blasphemer. I'm afraid it has to be between the devil and the great devil level."

After collecting records about various monsters in Wind Wing City, Anthony and the scholars divided the strength of monsters at each level. Below the scavengers are ordinary monsters. The level of scavengers is named "corruption level", the level of blasphemers is named: "blasphemy level", and above are demons - the suffering walkers. In fact, It’s almost at this level. And monsters of this level mean that they are difficult to kill without special tools and methods.

The most evil thing encountered in the shelter so far is something at the level of a great demon.

Perhaps because of the gradual deepening into the hinterland, many villages and farms have traces of human activities.

But after hearing the sound of horse hooves, many people ran into the house. But George, who had sharp eyes, still saw the woman and the child.

It was getting dark, and the group finally arrived at the village where Hunter grew up.

The villagers were terrified of these nocturnal visitors. But after learning the identities of these people, these people still opened the door and received these 'monks'.

The villagers looked at Hunter with strange expressions.

George saw many women in the village who came to watch the fun and hold babies in their arms.

But Hunter's father was not seen.

And from the mouths of those villagers, he heard another story.

That is a story about a hunter.

Of course, behind the hunter, there is a group of brave villagers

George and others stayed in the village for one night, and the next day, led by Hunter, they arrived at the castle.

It had been destroyed by fire.

Snow covered the collapsed ruins, leaving behind a story that no one knows the truth.

But presumably, many of the mahogany furniture in the village, as well as the gold coins, silverware and even large bricks that Volp secretly rummaged in the cellar, should have come from that castle.

Hunter cried loudly in front of the ruins, and Jack scolded those shameless villagers next to him.

Then, George took them on the road to continue forward - this time, they started to head directly towards the Black Pearl Manor.

As they continued to move forward and slowly approached the area where the manor was located, they saw something different.

There are many human footprints in the snow near each village, as well as some tracks pulled by snowmobiles and messy broken wood branches - probably fallen firewood.

But every village and manor is mostly surrounded by fences, palisades or even high walls.

Here, they saw a lot of zombies moving in the snow, as well as corpses buried in the snow - they were different from the corpses seen near the glacier. Judging from the traces they examined, these people seemed to be new ones. The dead, and many of them had no bite marks from zombies or other monsters.

It was swords and guns that killed them.

He suspected that these people were originally people living in the territory, but they were expelled for unknown reasons.

In the end, he struggled and died in the cold winter with no fixed place in the wind and snow.

And the ones chasing them were never monsters.

Later, in an abandoned manor somewhere, George verified his guess - here, he saw a group of refugees wandering here, hugging each other for warmth.

From the mouths of these people, he learned what kind of carnival the nobles living in the high inner walls were having.

Indeed, there are natural disasters here. But it has been reduced to the lowest level.

However, the scarcity of food and the pressure brought by the environment have caused constant disasters.

But many things are not for food, sometimes just for some weird reasons.

"I really can't understand, sir." Jack was increasingly unable to understand what he saw on the road. He rode his horse on the edge of the lake and said to the lord next to him: "I can see it, Earl. The Lord has done many things to allow more people to survive, but from the many things said by these refugees, she is like a devil who indulges her vassals and keeps her people in captivity like livestock - you heard the person say. In order to drink the sweetest wine, she even ordered those fields to be burned! Those who didn’t grow grapes were hanged!”

Of course George heard those words, and there were many more bizarre than that.

The people living here already hated that woman to the core. But he could only bury his complaints deep in his heart - there was a slight hint of disrespect, or the words in his mouth were maliciously misinterpreted. The best outcome is eviction from the shelter.

The lords would often take the knights on hunts - but in these games, the things they hunted were not just monsters.

What’s even more frightening is that those Black Pearl Knights often join hunting teams.

"I don't know either, Jack." George looked at the frozen lakeside: "We have come into contact with many evil monsters and many honest people. But standing in the middle is the first time. If someone tells me , this kind of people are struggling between reason and madness, I believe there must be a certain truth in this."

"Then do we still want to go?"

George said nothing.

In the past few days, everything he had seen proved that there were one hundred thousand creatures in the western part of the valley.

But after reading it, he didn't get the answer he wanted.

Sometimes, things are not as simple as black and white, and the truth is not a multiple choice question.

Often the more you know, the more confused you become. It will become further and further away from the real answer.

"Jack, I grew up in the valley. I have always heard how beautiful Black Pearl's red wine is - it is a wine that is not distilled, does not use brandy, and cannot be burned. It relies entirely on time and natural precipitation. It’s not very pure.”

"It is said to be red wine, but when it is first poured into the wine glass, it is a golden color, just like the most luxurious golden liquid. At this time, it tastes like sweet oil and honey. But it is not greasy."

"But if you leave it for a while - sometimes just a few words, a blink of an eye, a moment of time. That gold will slowly turn into bronze, and finally turn into a deep red. The taste of it changes completely, and it feels like drinking fire. When the liquid burns through your throat and sinks into your heart, it stirs up many things buried in your heart."

""Jack wanted to ask, 'Boss, what do you mean,' but in the end he kept his mouth shut.

In fact, George didn't know why he suddenly recalled this kind of wine, and he spoke as if he had drunk it himself - indeed it was like a memory. But maybe that's a memory that shouldn't exist

He slowly closed his eyes. Many of Elizabeth's policies were extremely contradictory, as if she was a lord who wanted to save the valley at one time, and a crazy demon at another.

And she simply can no longer control herself

Perhaps, Elizabeth knew that she had slowly become the most terrifying source in the valley.

It is no longer important whether she is good or evil. What is important is that someone must stop all this in the future.

George wasn't going to do any more understanding here. He wants to prepare for that day!

"Let's go, Jack. I'm always a little worried if I let Garvey and the others wait there for too long - the pearls, gems, gold, silver, and antiques in the necropolis are all waiting for us!"

Thinking of the money, George suddenly became enlightened. I kicked the horse's belly excitedly and left the ice lake.