holy flame

Chapter 088 I miss you so much and Eric's condition requires a large number of priests to cast magic, so Samuel saw Eric and the little griffin in the log cabin of the largest medical area.

The little griffin was fine, but it was frightened by Eric's previous blood splatter. Its head rested on Eric's bedside, its apricot-yellow eagle's beak held Eric's clothes tightly, and its big brown The eyes looked at him pitifully.When Samuel entered the door, he saw Eric touching the little griffin's head with a tired face but a smile on his face.

"Have you thought of a name for it?"

"My lord!" Eric was taken aback, and when he turned his head to look at Samuel, his green eyes immediately lit up.

"You are an adult now." Samuel smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, "But how did you comprehend fighting spirit?"

Eric only felt a bang in his ears, his whole face instantly became hot, and he opened his mouth without uttering a word.

"what happened?"

"When I was... thinking of you, I somehow realized it." It is not complete to say that he missed Samuel. To be more precise, he was complaining that he could not do anything for Samuel when certain things happened. .In fact, similar situations where he complained about himself have happened many times, but he doesn't know why this time is special.When he came to his senses, the sudden outburst of vindictiveness had already knocked half of the house into the air, but fortunately, those fragments flying around didn't hurt anyone in the end.

"It seems that the comprehension of vindictiveness really has no rules." Samuel put his hands on both sides of Eric's pillow and lowered his body. The close distance between the two of them almost made Eric feel his warm breath.

The poor ex-hunter just felt stiff all over, and he didn't dare to move: "My lord?"

"I said, you're an adult now, don't call me that. Also, Eric..."

"What, what?"

"So you won't leave me?"

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"You will stay with me forever, right?"

"...Yes, I will always be by your side."

"Boom!" A person waved a white light, blasting something into pieces.

"Will it not recover after being polluted?" With a sigh full of resentment, Bai Ying disappeared into the chaos.

As the winter snow gradually melted, the city of Belaka slowly returned to life.

Prime Minister Lance implemented a special period of military control laws, all human beings were reorganized according to the army's standards, and in the spring, they followed their respective captains, or participated in military training, or cultivated farmland, or hunted, or opened mines.

Although the nobles are not happy, but now they can only choose to obey orders in the face of swords and guns. As long as the civilians have a mouthful of food and a way to survive, they will not resist, and the soldiers will not talk too much.

Although there were a few small riots among the priests of the holy court, the priests' magic spells were only effective against dark creatures and undead creatures, otherwise their magic spells could only be used for healing, so facing the cold paladins Face, these guys can only obey orders obediently.

Then there is the counterattack!

No one would have imagined that human beings, who were originally just lingering on their last legs and were about to perish, seized a chance of survival and regained three cities and a large number of people in a short period of time.In the undead-occupied area, the human beings who had lost hope seemed to see hope again, and countless human beings sneaked into the human-controlled area with their children and children.

"Isn't it a bit strange?" Julian stood on a mountain peak, watching a group of humans running towards the human-controlled area with one foot deep and one foot shallow. At this time, the blood nobleman Dylan came over again.

"It's a little strange." Julian nodded. The undead have the opportunity to overwhelm the human regime but don't do it. They have the ability to close the smuggling passage but turn a blind eye, and even secretly escort them. Isn't this just looking for trouble for yourself?

"Not all the dead in this world can become undead. I am not referring to those unconscious skeletons and zombies. They are just tools and cannon fodder, not undead creatures. According to human legends, as long as they are sucked to death by vampires, they will become undead. Vampires, but in fact, more people just become simple dead people, and a small number of people become disgusting zombies. Only one percent of them succeed. The reason is the soul and will, and only those with strong will can obtain it after death. A second life. But how strong are the resigned survivors produced in the undead territory? They just become skeletons and zombies, or materials for necromancer experiments."

Julian nodded with a wry smile. The popular point is that the living in the undead territory are domestic animals in captivity, while the resisting humans are wild beasts. To become real undead, they must be made of high-grade materials, and livestock cannot grow. Only beasts do.

The sun was about to rise, and when they returned to the lair, Julian glanced at the direction of the human regime again, and retreated silently with the other blood races—Samuel, I miss you so much...——

The author has something to say: In other words == the road in my house has been widened...a lot of houses have been demolished, and the outside is like fog, and the windows are afraid to open, and there is still the sound of breathing at night, which is really a tragedy.