Demon King Dad

120, the five who fled the steel city

Amid Walnut's sad cry, the glasses hurriedly put on his clothes, and flew away. It is precisely because of her rush that the fact of idiot "adultery" has been further implemented. Well, Hu Tao was already completely annoyed by the idiot, and turned her head to ignore her. If it weren't for the idiot's dragging, she might have been soaking in the pool and refused to move.

Finally, the idiot finally brought the three girls with different looks ashore. Leaving aside the walnuts and apricots, even the bun is now staring at the adulterer, looking at the idiot, and screaming from time to time.

Calculating the time, eight o'clock has passed by now. As the idiot puts on his clothes, he thinks about the next method he should use to leave without attracting the attention of others. But at this moment, he discovered a fact that surprised him.

"Hi~~~"

Little Bread pulled out a backpack from the corner of this humble dressing room and carried it on his body. The other two also carried backpacks. And that backpack looks like the luggage I just packed

"How is this going."

The idiot pointed to the luggage, the questioning color in his eyes was very strong.

Walnut originally wanted to answer, "I want to go straight after taking a shower, so I brought it together." But I can see that the idiot's eyes are obviously not good, and the words to the lips are also abruptly stuck, unable to speak.

"You guys, you want to drive off after taking a shower, right?"

However, it is extremely easy for idiots to guess their minds. One sentence hits the point directly.

Seeing that Walnut and Little Bread didn't answer, the idiot knew, and he was right. It was precisely because he was right, so in the face of the consequences of this behavior, he couldn't help but take a breath.

In the middle of the night, with such a large baggage, everyone could see that their group wanted to escape and they walked through the residential area grandiosely. More than a hundred people saw them? As long as one of these people is slightly smarter, all his previous speculations will be inferred retrogradely, which means...

Once you leave this bathroom, what awaits your group of people will be surrounded by refugees and stricter guards.

The walnuts, bread, and apricots have been changed.

They looked at the back of the idiot standing in front of the door, and they also saw his clenched fists. Although they are not sure what has changed, they also know that things seem to have changed.

The idiot squeezed his fists, trying to calm his mind. He looked at the door in front of him, and slowly opened the door...

Crackling, crackling—

In the air, there was the sound of wood burning.

Looking around, countless torches stand in front of you. There are only a few, there are nearly a thousand people surrounding the hot spring pool.

At the forefront of these people are the priests and nuns of the Holy See. Most of the people behind them appeared blank and ignorant. After seeing the idiot, they only showed admiring eyes. But these clergymen held the cross and looked at the idiot blankly. In front of the team was Lancer with a haggard face. Like other priests, he didn't have any expressions on his face.

And beside Lancer, the glasses that had just left were standing. At this moment, she also watched the idiot coldly, without the slightest change in her expression.

Everything has become quieter than before.

In the air, there is only the sound of burning wood and the smell of oil.

The idiot's right hand slowly moved behind him, and Dim Mie in his hand slowly pulled out. But when Dimie was about to be pulled out by him, Walnut walked up in time and gently pressed his right hand behind his back. Although she looked very nervous, she held it tightly.

The idiot glanced at the walnut beside him, and then he pushed the bread back to keep her in front of Xing. Bread also nodded, obediently standing in his place, ready to fight.

The two sides are in a stalemate like this, and no one knows how this matter will end. Ended with an idiot's compromise? Or...for freedom in exchange for a killing?

After a stalemate for a long time, Lancer, the great priest of the Holy See, finally left the crowd and took a few steps forward. He looked at the idiot, smiled, and nodded. The idiot had no response to this, or rather, he was waiting for the other party's exact response.

"My child, how about taking a step to talk?"

Lancer spread his hand and pointed to a quiet place nearby. The idiot looked at the bread next to him, and the little bread nodded, with an absolutely okay expression on his face. At this time, the idiot was the one who agreed, and followed the priest to the corner of the side where there was no starlight but only cold snowflakes.

"Where is the hero going?"

"What are we doing here?"

"I don't know, people from the Holy See made us come. But oh, what is more concerned is whether the hero will accept disciples. I want to learn that swordsmanship in my dreams~~~"

Guessing sounded one after another behind him. The idiot stepped on these voices and came to the ruins. There, Lancer has been waiting for a long time. After seeing the idiot come in, the exhaustion on his face was completely relieved.

The idiot came in and stood in front of him.

Lancer was not in a hurry to speak, he seemed to be brewing something, holding the cross in both hands, looking up at the sky that was constantly falling snow. The smile on the corner of his mouth also turned into an impenetrable wry smile as the snowflakes slowly fell.

"The bath...is it comfortable?"

The idiot nodded and continued to maintain his usual indifference.

Lancer smiled awkwardly and said: "Although I have known you for only two days, but I can clearly see that you are not a talkative."

"………………………………”

"Hehe, you are really interesting. If the goddess knows that there is a person like you in the world, she will definitely find this world more interesting."

"………………………………”

"………………can you drink alcohol?"

"…………………………(Shaking his head

"Do you know how to drink, or refuse to drink?"

"………………………………”

"Hehe, I just seem to be talking to myself."

"………………………………”

Lancer took out a bottle from his arms, which contained a small half bottle of yellow and turbid wine. In today's environment, it is really not easy to find this small half bottle of wine.

"I'm not very good at drinking. Originally, I wanted to come and have two drinks with you. But thinking about it now, drinking really can't solve any problems."

Having said that, Lancer flicked the bottle back without caring, slapped it and splashed the wine.

He sighed and kept rubbing his hands on his chest. It seemed to be a little afraid of the cold, still breathing continuously.

Perhaps this snow is indeed too cold. It's too cruel...

"This city is the only city I have lived in since I can remember."

Lancer found a wider place, sat on a broken brick, raised his head, and looked at the city slowly covered by blizzard.

"I hit iron here and forged swords here. Later, I met Yueming here, got married here, and became a church apprentice priest here, and took up the priesthood. Finally, I gave birth to a child here and got stuck here. root."

The idiot stood beside him, looking at the middle-aged priest who had a slightly beard on his face, with a smile on his mouth, and his thoughts seemed to have flown to the not-so-distant past.

"For me, this is everything to me. Although some sad things will happen here, but here is the only place that tolerates me and misses me who has nothing..."

Lancer smiled, took off the cross from his neck and held it high.

"Maybe you have heard about it, maybe not. I...I am a person without a past."

"My memory has been interrupted. Twenty years ago, when I woke up, I didn't know who I was or why I was here. I spent that time groggy without This incident in the past made me very panicked. Because I don’t know what kind of person I was before, and I don’t know if I... after all, a bad person."

"Heh...maybe, I'm too suspicious. But in those days, only Yueming was with me and taking care of me. I don't even know my name or even a word. People who didn't even have common sense and couldn't speak the words slowly taught me through that nightmare."

The idiot listened, and after a moment, he walked to Lancer's side, sat on a rock, and motioned to him.

"Later, I stayed on. Hehe... With her company, I stayed on. Later, my sister-in-law Yueying was born. I still remember the joy of their family and even I brought them in. "

"Of course, it's not that sad things have happened this way. Yueming's parents are gone... they left in a hurry. Before I died, my parents called me to my side and asked me to take good care of their sisters. I am sincerely grateful to these two couples who treated me like sons..."

"I helped to bury them, and then took care of the two sisters Yueming Yueying. During the day, I hit the iron and she went to the doctor. In the evening, we ate together and talked about the day's affairs. Finally one day, I proposed to her.

There were tears in Lancer's eyes, and the silly smile on his face was still so obvious.

"This city has witnessed everything about me... I have also witnessed the development of this city over the past two decades."

"Under the recommendation of the villagers, I put down the hammer and became a priest. Everyone is a good person, and I also began to feel that helping others is such a happy thing. Watching the people in this city laugh, Seeing them happy, happy with them, and sad with them, turned out to be my greatest satisfaction."

"I......love this city. Here is where I was born and raised. I don't care what kind of person I was 20 years ago. At least now, here...I am Father Lancer An ordinary priest who can only do what he can do with his little efforts."

Lancer's words are over.

His gaze continued to cast into the distance, as if he was obsessed with the snow scene in the distance. The idiot looked at him in silence, waiting for him to give a final conclusion.

"and so……"

Lancer stood up and stretched his hands to his back. When his hands were pulled out from behind, two black, long and short shark-tooth knives appeared in his hands.

The idiot saw these two short knives, he stood up in a reflexive manner, stepped back on one foot, and squeezed the hand holding Dim Mi.

The shapes of the two short knives are very unique, and the blades are almost crescent-shaped. Generally speaking, knives of this length must ensure the longest attack distance, but this arc completely violates the basic concept of facing the enemy. Moreover, the shark teeth are too terrifying, the roots are extremely sharp, and the curved barb makes it look extremely lethal. Even if it is brought a little, I am afraid it will be left with a big piece of meat.

Seeing that the idiot had a reaction, Lancer said quickly: "Don't worry, don't worry, I don't mean it. These two knives are not as special as yours. They were created by me a long time ago. I thought it was destined to be only As a handicraft, I did not expect that this time, I would actually come in handy."

Lancer awkwardly pinched the two double knives and waved them a few times. Then, he nodded at the idiot and said--

"You, let's go."

"…………………………go…………?"

"Yes, leave Steel City. With so much luggage, your female companions must want to leave overnight, right? Think about it, this is also our own business Steel City residents. The disaster of the earthquake is on us, The arrival of the bandits also came to us, and we shouldn’t hurt you at all."

Lancer pretended to be light and flicked with the knife in his hand, but after all, he hadn't used any force before, and the knife in his hand fell directly without paying attention. Fortunately, his feet flashed fast, otherwise his toes would have been cut off.

"Hehe, don't look at me like this, I can still fight"

Lancer picked up the sharktooth knife with some embarrassment, carefully put it into the scabbard, held up the cross again, and smiled.

"I will be responsible for explaining to everyone that this is our own war, not yours. To protect our city, it is not one or two saviors, heroes, but the unity of all of us. So, you can leave. . Take your man, let’s go."

Lancer's voice was full of loneliness, and it sounded like the last words of a dying person. The idiot carefully analyzed his words, thinking whether he was really sentimental or pure acting. However, when he gave way for the idiot to return to Bread and the others, and ordered the other priests and nuns to leave a way, the idiot finally knew that he was serious.

"Let's go."

Lancer whispered while waving his arms pretendingly to the crowd around him. The idiots and the group slowly left the residential area and walked towards sparsely populated areas. After letting everyone leave, Lancer called him an idiot and took him to a bush.

The bushes were pushed apart, and what appeared among them was Yueming tightly **** with a rag stuffed in his mouth. After seeing his husband appearing with the idiot, the horror immediately appeared in his eyes. She kept twisting and struggling, but Lancer crouched down and gently stroked his wife's face with a soft voice.

"Find our daughter and tell her that we won't quarrel anymore."

"Woo woo woo ————————"

Accompanied by Yueming's panic sobbing, Lancer lightly patted the idiot's shoulder and the corner of his mouth revealed the last smile——

"This is my last bit of selfishness. Please... take care of my wife for me. Goodbye..."

A sound of fear and anxiety came from Lancer's throat. He touched Yueming's face for the last time, and there was already endless sadness in his eyes. After that, he turned around, left without looking back, and walked towards the ruins...and the city that was about to be slaughtered.

Fifty thousand to five hundred... but will face a disadvantage?

When this number is placed on a chess game called Battlefield, it is definitely not a joke.

Bread, walnuts, and apricots are pulling the corners of the idiot, and they have already foreseen what will happen in this steel city. What about predictability? Is it possible that at this point, do you still have to ask the idiot to come forward? Let him fight one against five hundred?

Compared with the "joke" above, this has become a real "joke".

"Let's go."

The idiot turned around, carrying the inconvenient Xing Ming on his back, and came directly to the back of the struggling Yueming. After letting her pass out of a coma, he hugged her and walked directly into the steep mountain road.

Little Bread had no choice but to pull the backpack, and followed the same helpless walnuts. In the end, a group of five people finally disappeared into the shadows.

Waiting for the darkness to end is the rise of light.

But for this cruel light, it is precisely what people here need to avoid most.

Everything can be hidden under the darkness, and there are warm nests everywhere in the darkness. But under the light, everything seemed so conspicuous. The warm hideout is gone, and the safe haven is gone. The only thing left is the dazzling and ruthless light blade, cutting the world coldly, cutting everything into pieces.

The idiot is holding a person on his back and holding a person in his hands, so he can't move fast. When the sun gradually rose to the east, he finally put down the people, quickly set up a tent, and let Walnut live in. This night's itinerary can be regarded as over here.

After preparing the tent, it is a simple cooking work. The idiot took out the dry food and water from the backpack and distributed them to everyone. Then he went to the mountain to catch a hare, cut his neck and poured the blood into the walnut water bottle, and passed it to her through the tent. In this way, it is the breakfast for everyone a day.

"Woo............Woo?"

At this time, Yueming woke up.

At the first glance after opening his eyes, this woman was stunned. After that, she immediately remembered her husband and the fact that it was already light, and began to struggle. But her struggle was only a short moment, and she stopped. After thinking about it for a while, she stopped moving, instead she looked at the idiot with a smile and nodded.