Looking at the several figures fleeing in panic after the firewall, Crodia was inexplicably palpitations. It was not because these people were so strong. They were just ordinary people, they did not know magic or had no fighting spirit, so the weapons in their hands were very strange.

"What the hell is going on?" Crodia felt at a loss for a moment.

The matter started from the night when I agreed to Prime Minister Doug's request a few days ago.

Although it is summer, the temperature changes day and night in the capital of the Irvi Kingdom, located in the mountains, are still quite obvious. People feel uncomfortable during the day and are so cold at night. It will rain from time to time since March. After continuous rain, as soon as the sun comes out, water vapor will leave a faint mist. The fog gathers more and more, and almost only white remains in sight.

Crodia wandered around the city for several nights in a row, especially those rich or officials, but found nothing.

Crodia, who was really cold and sleepy, planned to give up after the last night. He regretted that he had impulsively agreed to interfere in other countries, but doing this would not be considered his own promise.

After roughly turning around the area he was responsible for, Crodia yawned and sat down next to the exterior wall of a house's yard, intending to sniff for a while, but a trace of the aroma of food floated out from time to time between the gaps in the window. Although Crodia had eaten a lot, her stomach started to scream unconsciously.

Suddenly, the window of the room with lights on upstairs was opened. A thin old man appeared by the window wearing a silk nightgown. He was holding a young and charming woman in one hand. "Since it's a guard, let's guard it for me! The boss sent such a few people, and it's not peaceful to have a meal!"

The window was closed with a "bang!" and the splashing spits happened to fall on Crodia's hair. Crodia felt uncomfortable and quickly took out a tissue to wipe off the saliva from her head.

The night gradually became deeper and the fog became thicker and thicker. From somewhere, Crodia pricked up her ears and listened intently. Although she didn't know what she was saying, judging by the sound of footsteps, it was certain that there were at least a dozen people.

Crodia stood up.

After a while, I saw someone walking towards this side in the thick fog.

The figure gradually became clear. It was a woman wrapped in a headscarf. Although she lowered her head and covered her thick clothes, she could see her skinny arms from the cuffs that she pulled from time to time due to exercise. She was still holding a crying baby in her arms. The child was as thin as his mother.

The woman walked step by step towards Crodia who was frowning, saying something. When she approached, Crodia clearly heard the woman's weak voice. "Okay, okay, master, please give me some food! I haven't eaten for a few days and have no milk to feed my children. Please."

As he said that, the woman reached out to grab Crodia's clothes.

No, not only to grab his clothes, but there was a bright thing in the woman's hand and stabbed Crodia.

It was a small knife hidden in the baby wrapped around a bri, and it looked very new.

Crodia was quick-witted and grabbed the woman's hand and took the knife off. The woman's body became weak and sat on the ground. The child fell in front of her, looking at him empty-eyed.

"Tsk! Useless woman. Go together." Several men walked out of the fog, all holding weapons. After some vulgar words, they rushed towards Crodia.

Crodia easily removed their weapons, put his hand into the pocket of her clothes, took out a handful of golden coins, divided them into several portions according to the number of people, stuffed them into their hands, and prayed quietly. “May God bless you, use this money, and stop hurting others.”

The people were at a loss and stared at Crodia with strange expressions.

"God                                                              

The person who came was a 15 or 16-year-old boy with short golden hair standing upside down on his head, wearing clothes with a high collar but no sleeves, there were several eyebrow nails on the left eyebrow, and a small metal ring in his hand. On the ring was a small metal strip, only the width of a finger, and the whole object was only the size of a keychain.

The boy raised his hand and threw the keychain into the air. The keychain suddenly became huge. The boy jumped up, grabbed the metal ring, and smashed it hard at Crodia at the other end.

Crodia cleverly avoided the past, but a huge pit was smashed into the place where he was standing, and a big hole was also smashed into the wall behind him. The vibration made everyone living nearby stick out their heads and look around, including the old noble man just now.
Chapter completed!