Author: Xianyu Jienan

“This is not a good view”

Someone in the caravan laughed: "What happened back then was quite tragic."

"The black knight attacked the city, and the entire city was massacred. They were dragged out by the black emperor and sacrificed for blood."

"The corpses fell down, then stood up again, turning into monsters and raising butcher knives towards their living relatives. Anyone who has seen this tragic scene will never dare to recall it."

"This place used to be a prosperous area that is not inferior to Black Wind City, but now it has turned into such a rundown appearance."

The middle-aged man spoke slowly with a heavy tone.

Compared to others, he seemed to have a better understanding of the scene back then, and his description was more accurate.

The people around him couldn't help but remain silent as they seemed to think of similar scenes.

"We. What can we do?"

The leader of the caravan spoke in a low tone: "This is the way the world is. It's a mess everywhere."

"Who's family hasn't had a few deaths?"

Everyone around him remained silent, as if recalling the previous scene.

At this time, there was still laughter.

"No matter what, the past is in the past."

Amu looked at them and said: "The dead are gone, but the living still need to live with their expectations."

"No matter what the future holds, at least we are still here at this moment and can enjoy this scenery, and that is enough."

"Well said."

The leader of the caravan also laughed: "That's right."

"Every time I see you young people, I feel that there is still hope in this world."

"This world is yours after all."

"Haha, I'm not old yet."

"Ten years ago, I was still a young man."

Everyone around laughed and joked, and then sent Yamu and the two off the carriage.

Before leaving, the leader of the caravan handed Amu a map.

"This is a map of the nearby area. Take it."

He smiled and said: "Don't worry, if you don't charge money from you, just keep it."

"Hey, every time I see you, I think of that boy in my family."

"If I die outside one day, his situation will probably be the same as yours."

He shook his head and then led the people away.

Yamu watched the other party leave, and then took Emiya's hand and walked to the side of the town.

There are not many people in the surrounding towns.

This seems to be the center of this area, where residents from all over the place come here to exchange supplies and make deals.

Over time, this relatively prosperous town was formed.

Snap.

There was a soft sound.

Yamu looked behind him with a calm expression.

There was a young boy standing there, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing ragged clothes.

From the time when Amu entered this place, he followed Amu and the two of them.

"Watch your hands."

Yamu spoke calmly, holding Amya's hand and preparing to leave.

"Give me the money!"

When the theft failed, the young man roared angrily and took out a knife from his arms: "If you don't want to die, hand over the money!"

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's body was knocked away.

A sudden force flew out and hit the young man's chest hard, slamming him against the wall, causing his chest to dent.

According to the young man's physique, he would have been lying on the bed for several days at least.

This is the result of Yamu's withdrawal.

"If anyone dares to follow us, it won't be so easy."

The cold voice fell, and Yamu turned and left.

This suddenly scared off many people.

This place is close to the Black Abyss, and the folk customs are inherently strong.

There are many people here who make a living by stealing and robbing.

The two children were already eye-catching, but it was even more so when they entered a place like this, attracting a lot of people's attention.

However, after that moment, these people suddenly woke up and understood that these two people were not so easy to mess with.

In the distance, an old man was wearing a gray robe, and the clothes on his body looked tattered. At this moment, looking at Yamu, the two people's eyes lit up.

Looking carefully, the old man's appearance is actually somewhat special.

Not only in some details, but also in his own arms and ears, he showed a different appearance from ordinary people.

After thinking for a moment, he stood up and followed him.

Amak walked with Amiah.

After a moment, he stopped and looked behind him.

"How dare you follow me here."

He looked at the person behind him, and one hand had already been stretched out, holding it on the handle of the knife.

"don't want!"

What Yamu didn't expect was that the person following him this time turned out to be an old man.

"Don't get me wrong, I mean no harm."

The old man looked a little weak. When he saw Yamu's bad appearance, he quickly waved his hand to indicate that he had no ill intentions: "I just rarely see my compatriots. I can't help but want to come over and have a look."

"Compatriots?"

Yamu was a little confused, and then noticed something strange about the old man.

The old man in front of him looked vicissitudes of life and had many scars on his body, as if he had been treated inhumanely.

But even so, it cannot cover up some inhuman characteristics in him.

For example, those slender hands and those somewhat sharp ears.

Half-elf?

Yamu was the first to have this idea flash through his mind.

Before he could ask, there was a sound of footsteps not far away.

The footsteps were very hurried, as if they were running from a distance, but they immediately caused the expression of the old man in front of him to change drastically.

"This is not the place to talk. Please come with me."

He spoke with a hurried expression: "Please believe me, these are not good people. If they see you, you will be in trouble!"

Yamu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then moved forward with Emiya's hand.

Following the old man, he walked into the alley.

During this process, his arm kept pressing the handle of the knife.

As long as there is anything unusual about the old man in front of him, he will immediately draw his sword and cut off his head without hesitation.

Fortunately, the worst didn't happen.

After walking all the way into the alley and shaking off the footsteps outside, the old man stopped, as if he was relieved.

"Fortunately, I wasn't discovered by that group of people."

"Who are those people?"

Yamu looked at the old man in front of him and asked.

"Those are the people from the hunting group."
To be continued...