Martin walked into the yard step by step, with extra caution.

The exterior wall had collapsed, and the bricks and stones were completely broken as if they had been crushed.

He could see the bodies of cultists outside the yard and other pieces of limbs and fragments.

Some are obviously on the side of the temple.

This scene made his already nervous mood suddenly become a little heavy.

Captain Mike and Alder didn't know what happened...

Martin walked into the yard carefully, pressing his footsteps as light as possible without making any noise.

The exterior wall had collapsed, and the bricks and stones were completely broken as if they were crushed by heavy objects.

When he was truly in the courtyard, the expression on his face had changed from worry to doubt.

Because there is no one here.

Moreover, although there were traces of battle in the yard and it was very intense, there was no blood on the ground.

In addition to leaving countless gravels, they can be called clean.

This is very different from the bloody scene he had imagined before.

The more this happens, the less Martin dares to relax.

All of this is endless weirdness.

Martin took a deep breath again, calmed down his nervous mood, and gathered his eyes to look at the center of the yard.

The fluctuations just now came from here...

Someone is hiding here?

Even if you are not Miss Duoer, you should have something to do with her.

Compared with cultists, it should be considered a friendly army.

So, what about the others?

Captain Mike and Tiya are not here, shouldn't it?

Even if a cultist appears here, Martin can understand it.

After carefully looking at the empty yard, he turned his mind and directly held his pistol, pressing the trigger with his index finger tightly, walking towards the open door step by step in a state of ready to fire at any time.

The gold coins flipped and the sun shone into the room.

There was still a strange silence inside.

The smell of blood floated out of it.

Unlike the fresh bloody smell outside the yard, although the bloody smell here is stronger, it still has some rotten smell.

It was obviously fermented after a period of time.

The house was not big, Martin searched one by one.

Soon, he found the source of blood in the room on the first floor, like a kitchen.

Why is it like a kitchen?

Because there were half of the meat pieces in the room, I could no longer tell which room it was.

If the scene on Maple Street is bloody and disgusting, this place is simply shocking.

Martin could no longer tell how many people died here from the corpse.

Twenty?

Thirty? Or more...

However, Martin did not stop, but continued to cheer up and quickly searched for other rooms, hoping to find something.

In a trance, Edith, who had been in despair for a while, felt that she was dreaming.

The sun shines on her body, bringing a warm feeling.

This was a long-lost warmth, which made Edith want to continue sleeping like this.

Although it was only a few days, during this period when she was controlled by the cultists, she really made her life worse than death.

Despair from the soul is gnawing on her will every minute and every second, as if she wants to completely swallow her.

From the beginning of nervousness and worries to the present insensitivity.

The devil even asked his subordinates to give her three meals a day.

But she knew that she would be sacrificed to the evil god as a sacrifice and watched the sacrifice process countless times, and it was normal for her to become numb.

The sunlight occasionally shines through the gaps in the curtains, reflecting the maroon-red wood floor.

That is the color dyed by blood for a long time.

The sunshine at that time made her very afraid...

She would rather be in the cold darkness, seeing nothing or thinking about anything, paralyzing her nerves and alleviating this indescribable pain.

"Wake up!"

A low voice came, and she suddenly felt someone patting her shoulder.

Aren't you dreaming?

Or... it's my turn to be a sacrifice.

It seems good to get out early...

However, the warm sunshine did not disappear, but became stronger.

This made her, who had already adapted to the darkness, unable to open her eyes for a while, and even if she closed her eyes, she could still feel the faint stinging pain brought by this strong light.

She had to block her eyes with her hands.

"Miss Edith? You're the name right?"

A man's voice came into his ears again.

It should be because I was worried about being discovered, so I deliberately lowered my voice.

Edith nodded subconsciously, while closing her lips as tightly as possible without making any noise.

"Someone entrusted me to save you, get out of here quickly!"

The man's voice rang again.

What!

Have you been saved?

Edith didn't react for a moment.

"Yes... cough, who made... cough?" she asked.

Unfortunately, I haven't drunk water for a long time, and my throat is dry and hoarse. In desperation, I can't even speak.

The person in front of Edith is naturally Martin.

Seeing her dark green eyes, Martin guessed her identity.

He kept shining on Edith with the sun, so that she could not see her face clearly.

Moreover, he deliberately changed his voice when speaking.

He didn't want to reveal himself yet, and he wanted Edith to owe him a favor.

Simply put, I just want to take advantage of others.

But strictly speaking, he did wake Edith up and said he was not wrong to save her.

"I was commissioned by someone who did not want to be named. He claimed to be from Silver Shield Tavern. I can't disclose too much for the others..."

"It's better to leave here early now. Those cultists don't know if they will come back."

Silver Shield Tavern!

Edith naturally knew what this place name refers to.

Another ritualist in that communication circle!

Edith didn't expect that it was another ritualist in the city who helped her, which moved her extremely.

After all, the two have never known each other, and even if they ask for help, they have to take certain risks.

For ritualists, this unnecessary risk must be avoided.

She never expected that the other party could make an exception and the people sent to rescue were successfully found here.

So, she must bear this love.

However, when Edith heard the cultist, she couldn't help but tremble and her joy quickly stopped.

Not out of danger yet!
To be continued...