At the same time, a small slum area in the southwest corner of Frost Leaf City.Ww    W.

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There is not even a two-story house in the slums, and it is also the most chaotic area in Shuangye City.

Even though the Duke of Frost Leaf Locke guarantees the living standards of the people to the greatest extent in various systems, and has even recently built a castle on the Snow Mountain of Rentat, providing a large number of job opportunities for the territory, there are always some people who are unwilling to use their hands to exchange for rewards, but instead are keen to get something for nothing.

These people gathered in the southwest corner of Frost Leaf City. Gradually, this small area became a slum area today. Children who grew up in slums generally believe that going to school has no meaning to them. After graduating from cultural schools, their monthly income is similar to moving bricks at Rentat Snow Mountain. The combat vocational school cannot afford the tuition, and apprentices in life pay more attention to talent. Therefore, it is better to just mix it up like this. Maybe you can occasionally be led by your boss to "do a vote" and get a year's living expenses. If you lack money, you can move bricks on the Snow Mountain for two days. Isn't life like this?

In an inconspicuous wooden house, eight people gathered at this time - no one expected that this place would be the stronghold of the Masonic Frost Leaf Branch.

Among these eight people, there were men and women, but they were all young people, and four of them were injured to varying degrees. The hideous mask had been taken off their faces, revealing a slightly immature young face. The four people had an unconcealed look of fatigue on their faces.

The two seriously injured were placed on a small bed by their companions, and blood was still constantly seeping out of the bandages they had bandaged, and soon dyed the sheets under them red.

The other two minor injured were sitting on the only two chairs in the room. A man with a long shawl was bandaging one of them. The other strong young man who had already bandaged a bowl of hot water in his hands and sucked in small sips.

The small wooden house was filled with a strong smell of blood. A girl with a dark blue head seemed to be unable to bear the solemn atmosphere in the house. She spoke: "You can't continue like this anymore. Lind Walker and Lamina are about to be unable to hold on."

"What can I do? The 'Doctor' hasn't come back yet, so we can't go find the lackey of the Lord of the Holy Light, right?" Another young man who looked quite strong touched his hard stubble and said.

"What the hell is going on? Eight people went out, but they became like this when they came back? Everyone was injured!" A young man in red stood by the table and asked with anger on his face.

"This plan was originally foolproof. We took advantage of the lackeys of the Holy Light Lord's lackeys to break into the middle hall, which was impossible to destroy the statue of the gods, and immediately left with the earth escape scroll. Who knew that Bishop Thad was so desperate that he was in the middle hall?" One of the wounded men resting on the chair said indignantly. Jing Chi's upper body was wrapped in bandages like a mummy. At this time, he was excited, and the wound that had just begun to heal broke again, and red blood oozed out of the bandage, but he just frowned slightly.

"Okay, Landry, don't be excited. This plan is not a problem. If you want to blame, you can only blame us for being unlucky." The only calmer man among everyone skillfully tied the bandages together and said.

"Hmph! Is it just bad luck?! Why do you insist on picking today's day! Did you, the insidious villain, know something long ago?" The young man had long been unhappy with the elder man, and it suddenly broke out.

"Don't argue! Think of a solution first! Lind Walker is almost out of the way!" The girl who spoke first shouted with all her strength. She held the hand of the seriously injured man tightly, and tears as big as beans kept falling on the blood-stained sheets.

The seriously injured person who was holding her hand was trembling all over, looking at the ceiling with wide eyes, but there was no focal length. His lips trembled slightly, and the vocal cords destroyed by the magic technique could only make a low "hiss". But soon, his rapid and undulating chest stopped moving, and only blood that had not yet cooled still slowly penetrated out of the bandage.

Almost at the same time, another seriously injured girl was trembling all over. Although the damage of the magic technique did not destroy her language function, the high fever had blurred her consciousness and could only make some meaningless murmurs.

Soon, the seriously injured girl gradually lost her breath...

"Woo...woo..." The girl tried hard to cover her mouth, and forced herself to not let her cry.

There was silence in the room, and everyone lowered their heads, as if they were afraid to face their bodies that were gradually losing their warmth on the wooden bed. Everyone was a family, companion, and the passing of each member brought endless grief to everyone.

"Why! Why are we twenty-three people here! Now... we are only a few of us left!" The red youth couldn't control his emotions and shouted loudly: "Everyone is a brother! is a sister! But now! We are carrying a stigma and constantly struggling. What is the purpose of!"

No one answered him, everyone was silent.

The young man sighed and said, "Calm down first! The most important thing now is to bury Lindwook and Ramina well. Don't forget our ultimate goal. In order to restore the glory of the gods and build an ideal kingdom of equality for everyone, these sacrifices are worth it..."

"You cold-blooded beast! Carl! Open your eyes and take a look! These are our companions! Our brothers and sisters! They are all living lives! You tell me now that the sacrifice is worth it! Why don't you die for them?" The red young man who was out of control heard the last sentence and completely ran away. While cursing, he rushed up to beat the young man Carl.

"Don't be impulsive! Devik!"

"Calm down! Calm down!"

Seeing this, the others hurried up and grabbed the young man Devik of the Red and persuaded him.

"If I die, they can be replaced by the two of them, I will die without hesitation! But what's the point of saying this now!" Carl's clenched fists trembled slightly, indicating that he was not at all calm in his heart.

"Enough! You are all enough! Woo woo woo woo~" The only girl left in the house cried, knocking open the door of the wooden house with a "bang" and running into the deep night of Frost Leaf City.

Everyone looked at each other, and Devik, who had been the most furious, seemed to be shocked.

But soon, he thought of something and shouted, "Lina!" The girl chasing her and ran away also ran out.

The other people were silent for a while and turned their eyes to Carl at the same time.

Carl took a deep breath and regained his senses and said, "Let them calm down. Let's go to bury Lindwalk and Ramina at night, so as not to be seen by the Lord of the Holy Light."

No one spoke again afterwards, and the four of them silently sorted out the bodies of their two companions. The faint candlelight shone on a somewhat faded oil painting on the wall. The twenty-three energetic boys and girls in the painting were smiling happily...

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