Chapter 498 Heavy Rain

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"The word is 'apple', say it after me once -"

Sharon was standing on a small podium teaching a dozen children below. Although she was young, she was quite majestic and knowledgeable. Within a week, all the adults in the town recognized her abilities.

Although they were in the southern continent, none of the children below dared to doze off. They were all looking at the blackboard and her with bright eyes.

Sharon is quite satisfied with the job she got. The house is protected from wind and rain, and she also does the work of educating children. It is relatively decent and not too tiring. Although there are not many students, the class time is not long, and the credit is less than manual labor outside, Sharon likes it because in addition to teaching culture, she can also teach these children the temperance concept of restraining desires and living frugally.

...Educating children is a good thing, and the "temperance angel" didn't say it couldn't be done anyway. Sharon felt a little proud.

The children read the word together with their childish voices. Sharon was very satisfied and was about to continue teaching. Suddenly the ground shook violently, and the well in the town square suddenly spewed out a huge water column, which was three to five meters high. meters, and even continues to rise.

"..." Sharon's eyes widened. The next moment, she suddenly realized something. With a wave of her hand, all the stones and wood scattered around flew up, instantly sealing the deep well that was spouting water.

But this was of no avail. Just two seconds later, the ground around the well suddenly cracked, and a large amount of groundwater gushes out from the crack. The impact that should not be underestimated instantly flooded the entire square and rushed to the surrounding residences!

Danger!

The tables and chairs in the classroom suddenly flew up and formed a huge raft, holding more than a dozen children on it. Sharon waved the roof away, preventing the water from rising further and trapping them inside.

In this way, it was safe for the time being... Sharon breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wheat!!" Someone shouted heartbreakingly, "The wheat is damp!!!"

Her attention was drawn, and in an instant she saw many familiar Beyonders of the Rose School coming up, forming a human wall one after another, bagging the drying grains with extraordinary abilities, and then transporting them to a temporarily safe high place.

Maric was among them, and he even rushed the fastest.

Sharon looked around and saw that people had begun to save themselves, so she took the children to stay on the raft safely, occasionally helping out.

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The heavy rain soaked Letty Orr's hair, and the realistic orange-red hair stuck to her forehead.

She and Tawfik were in a stalemate, one stopped talking and the other did not let go.

"...No need." After a few seconds, the hoarse voice penetrated the rain curtain and the masonry, ringing directly in Audrey's ears, with deep hatred. Immediately afterwards, Audrey suddenly felt the fingers on her neck begin to tighten. The other party was serious and seriously wanted to remove the body of her doll, just like a naughty child pulling out the head of his own doll.

"This is our country...this is our Highlander home..."

Taufik said bitterly.

"You should get out and go back to your home!"

To be honest, the appearance of a simple Northern Continental person would already make him angry, and a Northern Continental noble could make him go crazy on the spot. Indiscriminate hatred, like instinct, was engraved in his soul along with the deaths of relatives and friends again and again, causing anger to flow unreasonably with his blood.

Therefore, he clung to these hatred and anger like a drowning man clinging to the last straw, and wholeheartedly made himself hate the doctor in front of him so much that he wanted to tear her into pieces to resist the recognition and respect for her in his heart.

He couldn't trust the people from the Northern Continent.

He cannot respect the people of the Northern Continent.

He must hate the people of the Northern Continent.

This is his instinct and the source of his strength - if he makes an exception for a good person in the Northern Continent today, he will go crazy tomorrow because he discovers more good people. Will these good people still be killed in the future? Can the war still be fought? Tawfik does not need such weak feelings. This is a denial of the way he has always lived, which will only affect the speed at which he can raise his butcher's knife against his enemies.

Noble girl of the Northern Continent, while you are acting coquettishly in the arms of your parents, our children and parents are being whipped, buried alive, killed, raped, abused for fun, and even eaten.

While you and your friends are playing in expensive silk clothes, our children are half-clothed, half-fed, with no shelter, no dignity and no freedom, as if they were born into this world just to taste pain. things.

While you are tasting expensive desserts and treating waste as status and luxury, all the wheat grains in our ground are being picked up, eating grass, eating leaves, eating soil, eating sand, and even eating people.

You are humans and we are beasts.

"We don't need your mercy here! Get out of here and go back to your northern continent!"

So, the eldest lady from Loen.

Go back, go back to your home, go back to the life that truly belongs to you. Go back to your parents' arms and cry, eat delicious food that we can't even imagine, and then get a good night's sleep and forget about the rainstorms and divine punishments you encountered.

When Audrey heard this, she took a deep breath. Her eyes remained golden, watching Taufik's expression change from firm to a stubborn patient who was unwilling to cooperate with treatment in two seconds.

She was brewing a sentence in her mind. On the one hand, she felt that this sentence was really contrary to her image. It should not be said by an aristocratic lady who had been considerate and gentle since she was a child. But on the other hand - Audrey gritted her teeth. I licked my cheek and thought, who in the southern continent knows me? Even the Mr. Taufik in front of him only knew his name and roughly understood some information!

"...Really, please listen to me carefully!"

Thanks to this body, even though Audrey felt her neck beginning to be tightened rapidly and her head was about to be removed, her voice and breathing were still not affected.

She forced the words out of her throat, even using the dragon's "roar". This was probably the first time in her life that she had spoken with such a loud voice.

——But this is the Southern Continent, who knows what kind of person Miss Audrey Hall is!

"When you said these words, what did you think of my hard work?"

"Mr. Taufik, thank you for your concern for me, but rather than wasting your attention on me, the insignificant and annoying Miss Northern Continent, you should pay more attention to other residents who are also affected. ah!"

Audrey spoke rapidly. Of course she knew the reason for Taufik's strange attitude towards her, but it was impossible for her to suddenly become a native of the Southern Continent? While she couldn't directly untie the knot in the other person's heart, time also didn't allow her to briefly hypnotize the other person to make him forget that he was from the Northern Continent. What's more, she couldn't even guarantee that she would succeed.

Her dragon roar briefly frightened Tawfik, catching the demigod who was in poor condition off guard. Judging from his expression, it was obvious that he had never thought that this always gentle doctor and a little girl of his actual age could suddenly say such words.

"You also see His Highness Richard's trust in me, and I have never forgotten his help to me. Now is the time when we should work together. How can you plan to send the 'doctor' away like this? ?”

I...this...Tawfik is far from being eloquent. At best, he is not considered autistic in the school of thought. At this time, facing the words and comfort of the "psychiatrist", he is already a little confused.

Immediately afterwards, he was dragged out of the masonry by Audrey's arm, and the gravel rolled around.

Traces of dragon scales appeared on Audrey's graceful forearms. The form of mythical creatures in the "Audience" path was quite powerful, and the physical enhancement given to mid-level players was also considerable. By constantly checking their own mental state, the "spectator" can maintain the form of an incomplete mythological creature longer than would otherwise be possible.

So, without thinking, Audrey strengthened her arms, easily lifted Tawfik up, and ran all the way over the broken bricks and collapsed houses on the ground. She moved as nimble as a deer and headed straight for the nearest door. refuge.

In the few seconds when Tawfik was shocked by the audience and stopped thinking, Audrey had already run out dozens of meters, and along the way, she helped a pedestrian who was almost blown away by the roadside back to the house, waiting for her to turn back and rescue him again.

"Wait!" he said anxiously, "What are you doing! I don't need your help! Put me down!"

"You are a casualty and you should stay in a shelter."

Audrey began to use the messing skills unskilledly, which made Miss Hall, who had almost never lied in Letty Orr's shell, cover her face in embarrassment: "Anyway, I'll take you with me right now. Go over and please don’t hinder the doctor’s treatment!”

At this moment, Audrey suddenly stopped.

Amid the heavy rain around her, Audrey suddenly discovered that the things around her seemed to have changed, becoming more distant and unclear. The rain seemed to be isolating her cognition and spirituality.

"Bad premonition..." Audrey felt uneasy.

She couldn't help but think about a question:

The God of Thunder obviously has the ability to turn an entire country into nothingness, but will He, the supreme god, do this?

If He doesn't do this, then those "punishers" should be responsible for eradicating local beliefs and extraordinary people next!

Audrey's heart suddenly sounded an alarm.

In this case, is there any point in going to an evacuation shelter? No, no, it does, it definitely does. When walking outside, you will be blinded by the rain, and you will not be able to tell the direction. There is also the risk of being struck by lightning. In the shelter, you can wait for help in a relatively safe and dry place.

Although the shelter also brings together all those who have no fighting ability——

Audrey felt a little anxious for the first time in a long time. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should continue, because as long as she continued to stay here, she would definitely continue to be punished by God, or fight with possible "Punisher" troops .

By then, would she have the consciousness to take action against members of the church?

She hesitated, and suddenly a hand pressed on her shoulder, and the rain above her head suddenly stopped.

"Don't be distracted." A familiar figure appeared beside him, and his voice gave her some strength. Then, Richard raised his head, met Tawfik's eyes, and frowned.

"How can you let the doctor carry you and run?" Richard was displeased, "Come down quickly! Walk by yourself!"

…

Backlund, North District, outside St. Samuel's Church.

The weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly. Citizens lined up in several rows to receive baked bread, dried mushrooms, preserved fruits and other foods from the staff of the "Lunen Poverty Relief Fund".

Their team extended from outside the church gate to the square and circled several times. At a glance, they could see that they were densely packed with human heads.

Melissa took it all in on the steps behind her.

She saw citizens with sallow faces and longing in their eyes. She saw mothers holding babies, coaxing them while anxiously surveying the queue in front of them that didn't seem to have shrunk much. She saw many people dressed neatly in formal suits and long skirts, who looked like middle-class people. Members of the class saw some people lowering the brim of their hats and wearing veils, as if they didn't want people around them to recognize who they were.

Sometimes some people didn't want to abide by the order, and they were dragged out by the priests and policemen who helped maintain the team, and were thrown to the end.

Food was delivered one after another, and the bags piled up behind the long table shriveled up one after another, and then became empty.

Finally, all the food was distributed, but only half of the long queue was reduced.

In the beginning, the church distributed three loaves of bread and three pieces of dried meat per person.

After about two months, the dried meat disappeared and turned into corn flour that could be brewed and made more satiating. The bread was also slightly smaller.

The church seemed to be struggling financially, but it did not stop distributing food after all.

However, it seems that even the members of the church don’t know how long this can last.

The citizens who failed to receive the relief showed uncontrollably a mixture of disappointment, frustration, reluctance and begging for help. However, they did not make any noise or argue, and moved mechanically towards other food distribution points.

They have experienced this kind of thing too many times in the past month or two, and they have long known that unnecessary emotional outbursts will only waste their own little energy, and they cannot quickly move to other relief points. or affordable food vending places.

At this time, they left the square with numb expressions and slightly empty eyes, like groups of living corpses.

During this process, a woman holding a child lost her footing and fell to the ground.

Her child suddenly cried loudly, with obvious pain in his voice.

Crying, the child sobbed and said:

"Mom, I'm so hungry..."

"There will be food soon, there will be food soon, there will be food at Memorial Square..." The woman picked up the child, patted his back, and shed tears as she spoke.

Witnessing this scene, Melissa thought for a moment, took out a piece of food from the wooden box under the long table, and trotted towards the mother and son.

"I didn't see it just now, there is another one..." Melissa squatted down and handed out the bread, dried mushrooms and preserved fruits in her hand, and then explained in a low voice, for fear of causing a fight among the surrounding citizens.

The remaining food was actually prepared for the foundation staff who had been busy for a long time, and what Melissa gave away was her own portion.

The woman took the food and handed it to the child while repeatedly saying:

"thanks, thanks……"

The child hugged the food tightly and followed his mother childishly:

"thanks, thanks……"

The latter person came forward full of hope, and the only thing that greeted him was Melissa's sad eyes and an empty table.

The line waiting to receive relief slowly dispersed. Melissa glanced around subconsciously and found that the church pastor, most of the police, and the "Nighthawks" who were among the citizens secretly guarding against accidents were all wearing undisguised expressions. emotions of sympathy, pity and sadness.

After the citizens had basically left, Melissa sighed and began to move the table as usual, taking the empty boxes and sacks back into the small building of the foundation, and then closed the door tightly to prevent anyone from getting extremely hungry. Citizens tried to break in and rob.

Just then, she heard the bells of the Holy Wind Cathedral ringing.

Melissa raised her head curiously. The bell of Holy Wind Cathedral would only ring during large-scale prayers and sacraments related to the God of Thunder. When Emperor George III was crowned, the bell of Holy Wind Cathedral also rang three times to indicate that recognition of the new emperor.

Then, she couldn't help but let out a small exclamation.

Through the glass, she saw a sudden strong wind blowing in Backlund. The flag of the Holy Wind Cathedral was fluttering, and people were involuntarily bent down by the blow.

There seemed to be a figure rising from there and into the clouds.

TBC

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"Extraordinary..." Melissa looked at the figure that disappeared like an illusion, and made a voice of longing and curiosity. (End of chapter)