Chapter 672: The Name of a Hero

Yorko finally listened to Hill's advice, and left Glory City in a carriage under the afterglow of the curtain slowly falling. ??

The drivers are all under Hill's subordinates. I heard that they were also members of the acrobatic troupe. After transporting slaves with the caravan several times, they already have a well-thought-out route for the evacuation. The speed of the convoy didn't slow down until the sun went down completely, but even though the land was shrouded in darkness, they insisted on carrying oil lamps and continued marching for more than an hour before setting up camp in a remote wilderness.

The vehicles formed a circle around the bonfire. The young man who claimed to be a clown skillfully fetched water and cooked porridge. The tall and strong man Yanshan fed the horses. There were also magicians who were in charge of guarding and patrolling, and Qiao Mu who dug and set simple traps. Brother...it's more like an army than an acrobatic troupe.

Yorko found that he didn't need to do anything, and the delicious barley porridge was already handed over to him.

Besides that, there was a plate of bacon and an apple.

He finally knew why Hill chose to deliver these things.

Even if the group of them had to spend a month or two on the road with two full loads of food, these so-called "sell goods" were enough to meet the needs of all members.

But being able to load the food into the car so quickly, could it be that he was always ready to escape from the Dawn Kingdom at any time? And according to Qin Wei, he still maintains contact with the Black Street Mouse all the time, my God... is this guy really just an acrobat?

Yorko was determined to ask his old friend for clarification when he returned to Graycastle.

The guys consciously carried the porridge to the outside of the carriage, only him, No. 76, and four witches remained beside the campfire.

"I'm sorry for my words and deeds last time," Anne said generously, "You really didn't hand us over to the Lord of Dawn, but I still can't fully trust you."

"Why?" Mia wondered, "He doesn't look like a bad guy."

The sentence that he is not a bad person makes Yorko blush a little. He has never thought that he is a good person. Fortunately, the light of the bonfire can cover this up for him. Purity, right?"

"Purity?"

"For example, some powerful nobles often secretly raise a few witches for fun—"

"This is just one aspect," Anne 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 it can be confirmed that the witch organization in Graycastle is indeed 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. After that, this matter has nothing to do with me. Even if you want to apologize, you may not be able to see me."

The atmosphere at the scene was a little stiff for a while, only the crackling sound of the campfire remained.

Normally, he would never let the chat into a stalemate, but he really couldn't get excited about this group of witches, which not only disrupted his peaceful life as an ambassador, but also brought a lot of risks to the envoys—be careful It can't be said that the calculation is wrong, but when the suspected person is replaced by himself, this feeling is not so easy to let go.

It was No. 76 who finally spoke to break the silence.

"Are you all from the Kingdom of Wolfheart?" 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."

"Wolfheart has been annexed by the church. You must have experienced a lot of hardships when you fled all the way to Chenxi." No. 76 leaned over and touched the hero's empty trousers, and asked in a low voice, "Her legs are also in the process of fleeing. Did you get hurt by people from the church?"

The hero bit his lips tightly, showing a sad look, and lowered his head.

"It was cut off by the people she guarded," Annie's answer was unexpected. "She stood up at the most critical moment in Wolfheart City, but what she got in the end was people's hatred."

"Wounded by the guardian...?"

Annie nodded, "If you want to know, I can tell you, but that is not an easy story."

No. 76 looked at the hero for a moment, and replied seriously, "I want to know."

Although Yorko pretended to concentrate on eating the bacon, his curiosity was also aroused.

"A year ago, when the church army attacked Wolfheart City, they threw a large number of plague-infected corpses into the city in an attempt to weaken the capital's resistance, just like what they did in Broken Tooth Castle." Annie threw herself into the bonfire Filled in two branches, splashed sparks, "But this time the evil plague did not spread, it is because of the hero's ability. She can transfer the disease to other living things, thus preventing the spread of the disease."

"What kind of living thing?"

"Rats, cats, dogs, cattle and sheep are all fine...of course, people are also included." She said slowly, "The city residents have dug a big pit in the slums, and people infected by the evil plague will gather here, let the heroes The disease was transferred to the animals, and then the animals were thrown into the pit and burned. 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."

"But 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 the transfer of one or two people. In addition, the church has repeatedly spread the evil epidemic. All living creatures that can run are captured and burned in front of the slum pits, which 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 and gently hugged her into his arms, "It's not your fault."

And Anne's expression was particularly dignified in the uncertain light and shade of the fire, "Of course it's not her fault. From the very beginning, those people didn't give her the right to choose. The first to be thrown into the fire pit were the prisoners, prisoners and volunteers. Later, it became old people, wounded soldiers, and prisoners of the Judgment Army."

"But the hero didn't agree to the request of those lunatics, especially in the face of soldiers who didn't want to die and underage surrenders. She was unwilling to do anything anyway. So people's attitude towards her changed, and it was even secretly rumored that she had something to do with the church Collusion, they are clearly enemies, but they want to save their lives. The savior has become a traitor, and the hero has also been imprisoned. If she hadn’t used her ability, she would have been sent to the gallows long ago.”

"Afterwards, the church made a comeback and broke through the city wall of the royal 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 set fire to the cell. It was because of the collusion between the hero and the church that led to the destruction of Wolfheart. She has nowhere to go, and the traitor should be destroyed together with the city in this cage of flames."

Speaking of this, Annie paused, "But the guards didn't expect that the person who rescued the immobile hero was the prisoner of the Judgment Army who was also locked in the cell." 8