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The woman hasn't finished yet.

Decathlon couldn't wait to squeeze in and explained.

"I didn't let you talk."

Brunhill's voice suddenly became very cold. She stretched out her hand, snatched half of the dumpling from the boy's hand, and swallowed it with her head raised, her brows furrowed, and she swallowed the food with all her strength.

The smile on Decathlon's face suddenly froze.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he felt chills all over his body.

Numb women, emaciated children, officials with glossy faces... Brunshire's gray-blue pupils flashed across their faces one by one, and the voice clearly revealed sadness.

"This…"

For a while, Decathlon was sweating profusely, not knowing what to say.

"Let's go to church first." Medes said, easing the embarrassment.Decathlon took advantage of the situation and continued to lead the way.

The banquet was held in the church in the center of the city. Although the church is small in size, it looks quite old and well-maintained. The bright and clean flower windows, the neatly manicured lawn, and the spotless statues all declare The managers are very attentive.

The brown-red gate of the church.

A chubby bishop was wearing a white robe, with a rosary hanging around his neck, and his face was full of piety. Behind him, there were a dozen young deacons in white shirts and black waistcoats.

"Your humble servant Kajaris, I offer you my most loyal greetings."

When the Valkyrie stepped into the church, the bishop bowed deeply, and then led the Valkyrie and the accompanying nobles to the church with a smoking censer. Under the statue, rich food had been placed on the long table.

Golden and crispy roasted leg of lamb, steak decorated with cherry tomatoes, sliced ​​buttered bread, etc...

It has only been ten minutes since the Valkyrie entered the city. In such a short period of time, such rich and exquisite food will definitely not be prepared. The only possibility is that these officials have been preparing after getting the news, constantly Cooking with fresh ingredients.

Brunhill looked at the sumptuous food in front of him.

But in my heart, all I could think of were those sallow and emaciated refugees outside.

Thinking of this, Brunhill had no appetite at all, and if she didn't do anything, no one in the room would dare to speak up.

Just when Brunhill picked up the knife and fork and had to relax a little because of etiquette, there was a clear gunshot outside the city wall.Brunhir recalled the strange scene he saw outside the city, and put down the knife and fork he had just picked up.

"What happened outside?"

"It's just a little trouble." Decathlon quickly explained, "The guards can solve it right away. You don't need to do anything. We just need to sit here and enjoy the food...Prince City is sunny, and the local wine is quite good. Delicious, I still have some treasures from more than ten years ago, you must taste it."

"Go up the city wall!"

Brunhill sensed what he was covering up.

After she finished speaking, she got up and strode towards the city wall. The crusaders guarding outside saw the Valkyrie and hurriedly made way to the sides.

The aristocratic farmers in the church showed helpless expressions when they saw the Valkyrie leave. Running back and forth was not a small burden for their obese bodies. Although they didn't want to at this moment, they could only follow Behind the Valkyrie.

Come to the city wall.

The Valkyrie soon noticed that at the edge of the forest, a group of men in ragged clothes and holding white banners were coming out of the forest.

The guards on the city wall did not hesitate to shoot at them, trying to intimidate them and prevent them from approaching the city wall.Some of those people kept falling down, lying in a pool of blood in pain.

But for every one that fell, another came out of the forest.

"Cease fire!"

Brunhir couldn't stand the evil deeds he saw any longer, and growled in an angry voice.

Under the order of the Valkyrie, the crusaders stopped shooting immediately, and the sound of gunfire on the city wall stopped immediately.

"Open the door and let them in!"

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===3 Chapter [-] Innocence (the first update asks for subscription)===

The sun was shining brightly at noon, but looking at the corpses of the civilians on the ground, Brunhill felt a coldness that could not be dispelled in his heart.

The gates opened.

Refugees holding white flags came tremblingly from outside.

There were only 30 to [-] people in this team, and everyone looked sallow and emaciated. After entering the city, they looked around with terrified eyes.

Most of their faces had turned dark yellow with deep wrinkles, their eyes were narrowed into a line, and their surroundings were swollen and red.

Those who farm the land, exposed to the wind and the sun, are mostly like this.

If animals don't get fat on just eating, it's because they have parasites in their stomachs.

And the peasants are only industrious but not rich, perhaps because they are not industrious enough.

Among the crowd, the leader was an old man, about five or sixty years old, with an old felt hat on his head, and a thin layer of work clothes on his body, trembling all over, holding a piece of old white cloth in his hand, The branches held up.

The hand holding the cane was not the red and round palm of a nobleman, but was as thin as a chicken's claw, with blue veins exposed.

After entering the city.

The crusaders surrounding them immediately surrounded them with vicious expressions, and stepped forward, wanting to search them.

"Let them come over."

Brunhill stopped the crusaders.

Even among the crowd, Brunhill was the most dazzling one, the light on her body was so dazzling that anyone seemed a bit small in front of her.

The crusaders spread out like clouds, and they took the initiative to get out of the way.

Those people came to the Valkyrie with fear and anxiety.

The Valkyrie is so beautiful and exudes an invisible aura that makes those people stop when they are 50 meters away from the Valkyrie and stop moving forward.

The old man had a look of joy and desolation on his face, his lips twitched, but he couldn't speak.

Until someone around coughed twice impatiently.

Only then did the old man put down his crutches, knelt down towards the Valkyrie, and said in broken common language: "Curris, the sinner, I have seen Her Majesty the Valkyrie!"

While the old man knelt down.

The farmers who came with the old man also knelt down one after another.

Brunhill wanted to say a lot in his heart, but for some reason, after seeing these farmers, he suddenly thought of what happened that night, and those words just lingered in his mind and could not be said.

"You daredevil slaves!"

At this time, Decathlon, the city lord, had already spoken first, and he scolded: "You are murderers, executioners, you violated the laws of the holy city because of your laziness, and you dare to appear in front of the Valkyrie, you should be roasted by the scorching holy fire into coke!"

As Decathlon cursed, the surrounding nobles and farmers also cursed.

Because of the uprising of these peasants, it is estimated that it will be difficult for them to have a satisfactory harvest this year. The appearance of the Valkyrie also filled the hearts of these nobles with courage. The cruel torture in the cage made all the peasants feel like slaves, and they never dared to rebel.

It turns out that in their eyes, I am also a creature like them... Brunhill realized this with some sadness.

In the holy city.

She, Brunhill Acarles.

The direct heirs of knights and saintess families are almost the apex of all nobles.

"oops!"

Decathlon's fat body flew out, landed on the ground like a ball, and then rolled in pain.

"Shut up!" Brunshire said sternly.

Seeing that the Valkyrie was angry, the surrounding nobles and farmers stopped daring to make any noise, and everyone shut their mouths. The farmers were still lying on the cold floor.

"Get up."

The orders of the Valkyries are absolute.

Those people stood up from the ground one by one.

With the support of the middle-aged man beside him, the leading old man managed to regain his footing from the ground.

"Wait, why rebellion?"

A word from the Valkyrie made these refugees almost kneel down again after finally getting up from the ground.

"To tell you the truth." Before the old man could speak, his voice became a little bit more choked, "We really have nothing to eat, nothing to wear, plus there are rumors of undead in the forest, we really can't survive... But we still We are not sinners if we are willing to obey the laws of the church!"

"Your Highness! Your Highness! They are lying!"

Decathlon, who was blown away by the Valkyrie before, stood up again.

He limped to the side of the Valkyrie, pointed at the refugees in front of him with his stubby fingers, and scolded loudly: "How dare they say such profane words, what do you think of the Valkyrie, are you fools?" ?”

He turned, bent over the Valkyrie, and pointed at the ragged peasants.

"My lord, you don't know that those peasants are the most cunning guys. They hide grain privately, open up crops secretly in the forest, and when the tax collector comes, they say they have nothing. They cultivate our land, and dare to Aren’t these guys thieves who hide food privately?”

"We were kind enough not to have the crusaders kill these guys right away."

"However, I never expected that these guys are not only greedy, but also dare to spread rumors in front of you. This is really true!"

Speaking of the back.

Decathlon was already trembling violently with anger, his cheeks flushed.

It looked as if this big landlord and nobleman had been greatly wronged and oppressed by these ragged peasants in front of him.

"Yes, yes, those peasants are the most insatiable fellows!"

"We gave them food, but they didn't appreciate it. They even attacked us and violated the laws of the church. They are the most cunning, cowardly, and evil-hearted guys!"

With the lead of Decathlon.

The big nobles in the back began to echo and criticized loudly.

Decathlon's accusation made the peasants tremble with anger. They blushed and wanted to fight these nobles desperately.

Beside the old man, a man who looked relatively thick and short retorted angrily: "You are using people as livestock! But what we eat is not even as good as livestock, and the taxes are getting heavier every year!"

"A few years ago, the harvest was [-]%, then it was [-]%, and this year it was [-]%! How do you want us to live!?"

Brunhill immediately noticed that the man was wearing the crusader's training uniform.

"Second Lieutenant Gruss, as a crusader, you betrayed your faith and mixed with those hateful rebels. It seems that you are quite proud of it!" A nobleman in the crowd sneered.

"Pooh!"

Gruss cursed mercilessly: "I just don't want to be the minions of you vampires!"

"Vampire!?" Decathlon confronted each other, "Have you ever seen that vampire willing to give you food?"

"Food, when will you give us food?"

Gross's face was livid, and his tone was almost crying with anger, "You have always robbed food, burned houses, forced them to do coolies, and killed people if they didn't obey! You also opened casinos in private, Trick those self-cultivating farmers to gamble, lend money when they lose all their money, and take away their fields, and when natural disasters occur, you will drive up prices, lend usury, and raise the price of farm tools to more than ten times!"

"Damn it! Damn it! How dare you vampires lie in front of the Valkyrie!"

While cursing this.

Gruss clenched his teeth, and the voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth.After saying these words, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, sat down on the ground, and beat the ground hard, leaving bloody fist marks around him.

Brun Hill appeared in front of him, his brows furrowed, his face sinking like water.

"You said they never distributed relief food."

"Yes, yes."

Decathlon hurriedly said, "They are lying, they are all greedy, and the words of farmers are the most unbelievable."

"To shut up!"

Brun Hill turned around and yelled at Decathlon.

"What they handed out was not food at all, but a kind of dumpling mixed with a small amount of plant roots with marl. Under the radiation of the red moon, that kind of wild plant was inherently poisonous. My wife and daughter ate it because they ate it. They died after eating that kind of relief food..."

When he said this, Gross, this strong man finally couldn't help it, sobbing in a low voice.

Brunhill thought of the kind of dumpling he had seen before.

"Damn it! You are lying!" Decathlon screamed again, "You have eaten so much of my food, but you are lying. You are also trying to attack the trading city-state of the Holy City. This is an iron fact, girl Valkyrie witnessed these things with his own eyes! You all deserve to die and go to hell!"

"me…"

The old man beside Gruss moved forward tremblingly, and stood out from the line.

All eyes were on him.