I'm a villain, not a devil

"Dad, Mom, hurry up, hurry up!"

On the construction site of the statue of the founder of the nation, a child in his early teens was busy helping his parents untie the rope.

This rope was tied around the waists of the two people, and one end was tied to the pillar. It was not a very reliable way of restraint. However, the empire was unparalleled in power, and with the soldiers guarding the exit of the construction site, few people dared to escape.

The problem was that they should not have been tied up, and there was no need to escape.

Unreasonable requisition, dizzying work intensity, and rewards that were read three times a day but never seen, these were all the forced laborers had to face.

So, when their son appeared in front of them, the couple couldn't believe it.

After a moment of daze, the father grabbed his son and scolded him: "You little bastard, are you crazy?! Did I ask you to hide?! Wait until mom and dad come back before running?!"

The scolding was full of worry.

Children in the wasteland, especially those from poor families, are always precocious. How could the child not understand the painstaking efforts of their parents? He just pursed his lips and hurriedly untied the rope for them.

"I'm asking you a question!" The father was anxious.

The child then raised his head: "The city is in chaos... Uncle Liu next door followed a group of people to the city gate to protest, and I secretly followed him. Some people rushed to the city gate, and some turned their heads to rush to the construction site-the imperial army killed many people, but the more they killed, the more chaos there was, and they couldn't control it at all."

The couple looked at each other in shock, and both saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.

As they were talking, there was even an explosion outside!

The family of three shrank their heads together, and the child untied the rope faster: "Dad, Mom, let's run quickly. If we stay here, even if the tree people don't break the city, you will be exhausted to death! I sneaked here from the trail, and the large army should be rushing in later. Let's run directly when we see the right time!"

Holding the child behind him, the man got out of the tent and took a careful look.

Next to the statue, which had only a little work left, a group of hard laborers stopped working, but the supervisors around them no longer had the energy to beat them.

The gate of the construction site of the statue of the founder was being attacked by a dense crowd.

And for some reason, there were not as many soldiers in the construction site as before, and they were almost unable to hold on.

Among the crowd attacking the gate, someone roared: "Brothers and sisters, work harder! Those soldiers have gone to the city wall. The imperial capital can't hold on at all, and they can't hold on to us! Bring your family out, we're leaving the city!"

"Leave the city! Leave the city!"

After repeated attacks, the remaining soldiers finally took action, but the fall of more than a dozen people only aroused the anger of this group of wasteland people.

"Boom--" All resources were invested in the construction of the statue, and the weak construction site gate finally couldn't stand the power of countless people and fell to the ground.

The crowd rushed in, and the scattered soldiers were quickly overturned to the ground. They were thrown to the ground one by one, and they were turned into meat paste with screams in the midst of countless trampling.

Seeing this scene, the man quickly retracted his head and looked at his son and wife. He pondered for a moment and gritted his teeth: "Let's go, let's go too, son, just go through the path you came from. Whether it's a soldier or someone else, we don't conflict with anyone!"

"Okay!"

The family found the right opportunity to sneak into the path. After walking a few steps, footsteps sounded next to them. Turning their heads, they saw that they were also people who escaped from the construction site.

This path is not a very hidden route, and it is normal for other people to know it. Several groups of people just looked at each other and nodded, and then accelerated their pace of escape.

After getting out of a small dog hole one after another, several groups of people breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, a terrifying sound had erupted in the construction site on the other side of the wall. "Let's go, something must have happened at the city gate... Let's go and take a look. If we are directly dispersed, we will run with them. If not, we will take advantage of the chaos there and leave from the sewer pipe."

The man was a sewage worker in the sewer before entering the construction site. He was much more familiar with the various routes in the imperial capital than ordinary people.

The child nodded. After all, he was a teenager. He couldn't help but boast in a low voice: "Dad, it's a good thing I'm smart, right? I went to find you right away."

The man also breathed a sigh of relief and did not hesitate to praise his son: "This time, Dad and Mom were saved by you. If they stayed in there later, I'm afraid there would be big problems - you found this path really well, worthy of me..."

The man's voice was stuck in his throat.

The child was showing a smug smile, and when he heard his father stop talking, he couldn't help but turn his head and said with some dissatisfaction: "Dad, you are really something, why don't you finish what you are saying next."

Because of years of malnutrition, he was not tall, and only reached his father's chest.

However, the reassuring warmth that his father always had disappeared, replaced by a strong iron smell.

The bright tip of the knife drilled out from his father's chest, and the bright red blood dripped from the tip of the knife onto his face, which was very hot, as if it would burn several holes in his face.

"Hurry... go..." The man tried to reach out to block it, but the knife turned a circle, stirring up blood and spraying it wildly, and then fell like raindrops.

The woman screamed and tried to rush forward, but another knife gave her a faster end.

The child watched a round object fly up to the sky and then fall down. The eyes that had looked at him with all kinds of tenderness were wide open, and the body that had given him countless hugs fell down like a broken sack.

The mother's head hit the father's blood pool, and her mouth seemed to be buzzing.

"Go..."

She probably wanted to say this.

More screams rang out, and those who ran out with them were killed one after another, and the man in the unknown church robe walked out of the shadows.

The knife that pierced his father's chest was retracted, and the man in the church robe looked over the boy at the dog hole that could be drilled out.

"Go dig it bigger so that more people can see it." He ordered calmly.

"Yes."

Dig... bigger?

The boy opened his mouth, tears, snot, and saliva flowed down, as if he was fixed in place.

Then, at the intersection ahead, a group of people wearing church robes of different colors walked past.

The boy finally let out a heart-wrenching cry: "Pagans... There are pagans here!"

The person passing by was the Golden Dawn.

The man who should be at the bishop level heard the voice, he stopped and turned his head to look inside.

Then, he frowned.

"Kill them faster, His Majesty needs a lot."