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024 Tragic Results

The night in the wilderness is very quiet.

The environment here is extremely terrifying. There are white human bones and human bone totems everywhere. There is a rotten corpse scent floating in the air, which is very disgusting.

But Roland didn't feel much afraid at this time.

He found some farm tools in the ogre camp, including several shovels. Perhaps some farmers were caught and eaten by them, and the farm tools were left here.

Holding the shovel, Roland dug a large deep pit, and then carefully took these human bones into the deep pit with the mage's hand and buried them together.

The floating soil buried the deep pit, and Roland also used two wooden sticks to crumble a cross in front of the pit.

"I don't know what your name is, but you are all brothers and brothers. It should be no problem to be buried together."

Roland let out a long sigh, feeling a little heavy.

He could not regard the npcs in this game as a string of data. After more than a month of time, he found that these npcs were no different from real people.

Or they should be real people.

But this is a game again!

Very contradictory feeling.

It was already late at night, and it took him too much time to bury the dead, so he started to rush towards Hongtu Town.

Thinking that there was still a long way to go, Roland was a little desperate and couldn't help but mutter: "It would be great if he could teleport magic, and it would pass with a swish. No matter it, he would definitely need professional space magic in the future. Whether it is fighting or rushing to travel, it is very useful."

Because of transportation, Roland had already thought of what kind of magic skills he should be professional in the future.

And on Beta's side, he rushed back to Hongtu Town in the early morning.

At this time the market had dispersed, and he found the old man by the lakeside.

The bright red morning glow reflected on the lake's face. An old couple was sitting next to a small wooden house, eating and looking at the distance with an ugly look.

Beta walked up and said lightly, "Two old men, I'm looking for what you are looking for. Your son is dead."

"My son is not dead!" The old woman with gray hair and a haggard face jumped up and cursed: "You are so cruel. You dare to curse our son to die. I will beat you..."

This should be the preset task plot of the system. Beta thought so, took out his shriveled head from the system backpack and handed it to the old woman.

The crutches in the old woman's hand stopped in mid-air, and a bright light began to appear in her dull eyes.

She took her shriveled head and hugged it tightly and gently in her arms.

"My son is back, it's good to be back." The old woman's eyes flashed brightly, like a rainbow. She raised her son's head to her husband like a treasure: "Look, our son is back."

The old man also smiled happily.

He reached out and touched his son's withered hair and said, "I'm back. I won't beat you. Let's have breakfast together when I go home. We're ready..."

The two of them entered the small room with their heads in their arms.

Beta was next to him, and after watching this scene, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

But he couldn't tell what was weird.

The NPC game is very real, but the reaction is too strange. Shouldn’t normal parents cry when they see their son’s corrupt head?

This is wrong with the NPC emotional data. This is unreasonable and too illogical.

With this idea, Beta retreated for a while and guarded the small house.

According to his efficiency-first personality, he should explore other tasks at this time, but there was an inexplicable voice in his heart that made him stop and watch the couple's subsequent development.

The cheerful and happy laughter of the two old men came from the room.

This is completely different from the lifeless appearance before.

It must be that the game data is wrong.

Beta muttered again. He wanted to leave, but his legs were like nails and refused to move.

He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

Time passed slowly, and the two old men came out of the house after breakfast.

Both of them were very happy and happy. The old man went to the market and bought some delicious food, while the old woman went to the foot of the mountain to pick up a lot of firewood.

They work and eat as usual. It is soon evening. There is smoke from cooking in the small house. It is very normal, just like the behavior logic of NPC in other games. No matter what happens, they live a constant life.

After observing nearby for nearly a day, Beta found nothing unusual, but his uneasiness became more and more intense.

Finally, he pressed this strange feeling hard and came to the entrance of the town.

Soon Roland rushed back.

He is a mage, and his physical strength is naturally no better than that of Beta, a mixed professional who has added physical fitness. Roland rested twice on the way and was already very hard to come back before nightfall.

Seeing Beta, Roland smiled: "Didn't hand in the mission? I thought about it when I was on the road. It's better not to hand over the mission. Let the two old people know that their son is dead. This is too cruel. It's better to keep it hidden and let them..."

Speaking of this, Roland was suddenly stunned. He saw a fire suddenly rising from the small house on the other side of the lake... The sunset had not yet completely set off the mountain. From his perspective, he could see a bright ball of fire and a cluster of dazzling flames, both of which were side by side.

"It's the James' house."

Roland shouted and rushed over. He often practiced magic by the lake, and he knew the old man. Although he was not familiar with him, he would nod and show him when he met him.

Beta's face turned pale when he looked at the house that was on fire.

Roland rushed to the front of the house and was about to use an ice ring technique to see if he could extinguish the fire wooden house.

But after looking at it for another second, he let go of his hand dejectedly.

The fire was very big, very big... The wooden house was completely burned. If someone was inside, there would be no help.

Beta also ran over, his face getting paler and his body trembled slightly.

Finally, he said with almost difficulty, gritting his teeth: "Brother Roland... the head we found is the son of this old man."

What!

Roland's heart also became cold in an instant.

He also stood there blankly.

Soon the fire attracted the townspeople, and a large group of people surrounded him. Many people wanted to put out the fire, but looking at the wooden house that was burning red, everyone shook their heads and gave up.

Someone muttered: "Why did James' house suddenly burn? Who came first?"

"It seems to be Lord Roland and another noble young master."

“What the hell happened?”

"Who knows!"

Falken came as he was clamoring, and he asked Roland, "What the hell is going on, Lord Roland."

Beta's body shook slightly, his face was so pale that he twisted his head to the other side, not daring to look at people.

"I found Sam's head and handed it back to the old James couple." Roland sighed and said in a calm tone.

Hearing Roland's words, Falken glanced at him and shook his head gently.

The other townsmen also looked at Roland quietly, then Beta, and finally they dispersed one by one.

The wooden house burned for half a night and was only extinguished when it was almost dawn.

There was only some black charcoal and clear smoke left on the scene, and nothing else was left.

‘The mission is completed, the character experience increases by 376 points, and the reputation of Hongtu Town decreases by 10 points.’
Chapter completed!
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