The carriage moved slowly on the road, and Audrey's eyes unconsciously turned to the window again.

Many pedestrians stood on the roadside, staring at the horses pulling the carts, their eyes glowing green. The lucky ones who successfully received the food crossed the street stealthily and ran towards their homes.

Teams of policemen in black and white checkered uniforms patrolled the streets, with revolvers on their waists and batons in their hands, intimidating those who wanted to take risks.

"We don't dare go out on the street alone lately..." Anne, Audrey's personal maid, muttered softly.

Audrey nodded slightly but did not respond.

After a while, the carriage arrived at Pestfield Street and stopped at the edge of the square in front of St. Samuel's Church.

The flocks of white pigeons there have disappeared, leaving only an empty space.

The "Loen Charity Student Aid Fund" and the later established "Loen Poor Relief Fund" and "Loen Medical Charity Fund" were all moved from No. 22 Pacefield Street to several small rooms inside the church because the original building collapsed in the air raid some time ago.

For the staff of the three foundations, it was a thrilling memory. If they had not left 22 Pestfield Street early for different reasons, they would have become victims long ago.

After getting off the carriage and passing through the gate, Audrey saw a girl with black hair, brown eyes and a thin face coming towards her.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, she took the initiative to say:

“Melissa, is there any food left to distribute?”

Melissa shook her head with a serious expression:

"Even the disabled soldiers we helped couldn't get enough food..."

Audrey's emerald eyes dimmed for a moment, without showing her helplessness or weakness. She nodded slightly and said:

"I'll find a way."

…………

"From Silver City...

"From outside the cursed land..."

Gehrman Sparrow's words echoed in the ears of Adal, Xin, Russ and other members of the Moon City Hunting Team, making them feel as if they were in a dream and unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Just as A'dal gradually regained his sanity and was considering what to say, Xin, who was born without a nose, excitedly asked a series of questions:

"Where is Silver City? What does it look like? How far is it from here?

"How many normal people are there outside the Cursed Land?"

Klein glanced at her and replied in an emotionless voice:

"The Silver City is on the other side of this cursed land. They discovered a plant that can be eaten normally, called black-faced grass. This allowed them to maintain the stability of their tribe and effectively explore the depths of darkness to find a way to leave.

“They recently found some mushrooms that can use the flesh and blood of monsters as nutrients and produce a variety of fruits that are free of toxins and madness.

"Silver City has further gotten rid of its madness. When the new generation grows up, even if they are old, they won't be so easily out of control..."

These words made Adar and Xin feel lost, as if their persistence no longer had any meaning.

The life in the City of Silver that Gehrman Sparrow described was the most beautiful scene they could imagine, and others simply had it.

"...Are there any deformed newborns among them?" Xin asked in a dreamy tone.

Klein shook his head:

“Almost nothing.”

"Will their parents' physical condition decline? Or will they walk into the depths of darkness when they grow old?" A'dal asked subconsciously.

Klein, who was wearing a black windbreaker, a top hat, and holding a lantern, replied:

"Won't.

"Because they bear the curse of kinslaying. If a life cannot end at the hands of a blood relative, it will turn into a terrible evil spirit or monster."

The members of the Moon City Hunting Team finally regained a sense of reality, and their hearts were like the slowly warming lake water, with bubbles gradually emerging one after another.

These bubbles are fragile, hollow, and easily burst. There is actually nothing inside, but they flicker with something called hope and light.

With his eyes almost squeezed together, Ruth couldn't help but repeat Xin's last question:

"How many normal people are there outside the Cursed Land?"

Klein looked at them with a complicated look and said:

"Basically, I am a normal person. I don't have to worry about monster attacks all the time. I don't have to be afraid of being in the dark. I don't have to go crazy when I get old. I don't have to bear various curses. I can see the sun every day when I wake up. The food I eat every day is normal enough. There is a red moon rising every night..."

However, all of this is now being destroyed... Klein added silently in his heart.

This time, A'dar, Xin, Russ and the others were all somewhat bewildered, because they seemed to be able to imagine the scene described by Gehrman Sparrow, but they also seemed unable to imagine it, just like when they read the few remaining ancient books, they could comprehend a certain spirit, but it was difficult for them to truly understand certain contents.

They had no idea what the sun was or what the red moon was.

However, having normal food every day, not having to bear various curses, not having to worry about monster attacks all the time, not having to be afraid of being in the dark, and not having to go crazy when old are the good things they long for day and night.

Is there such a place in this world? Is this the heaven mentioned in ancient books? Is this land really cursed? The members of the Moon City hunting team fell silent again.

Some of them opened their mouths but didn't know what to ask. Some wanted to take Gehrman Sparrow back to Moon City and inform the high priest and everyone else of the news, but they were afraid of bringing danger.

During this process, they never gave up their vigilance or alertness.

Klein was not surprised at their attitude. Instead, he thought it was the proper behavior of a civilization in the God-Forsaken Land that had survived to this day.

Holding the lantern, he stepped to the left, trying to bypass these humans who were either wrapped in animal skins or wearing clothes made of strange materials, and continued to move east.

No matter what stories these people had, and whether they were worth helping, he planned to wait a while before investigating, listening, and considering it, because his spiritual intuition told him that the destination was not far away, and the "Western Continent" being teleported was just two or three hours away.

As soon as Klein took a step, A'dal and the others immediately bent their backs and prepared for defense and attack. However, they did not wait for Gehrman Sparrow to approach. They watched him walk a dozen meters to the left and then turn forward.

Seeing the young man wearing strange black clothes, a strange black hat, and holding a strange transparent lantern walking away, the dim light became smaller and smaller. Adar, who had many tumors on his face, changed his expression several times and shouted loudly:

"Who are you?"

Klein did not turn around. He held up the lantern that emitted a dim light and walked deeper into the darkness while speaking normally:

“A missionary.

“One who spreads the glory of our Lord.”

A'dar, Xin and others looked at each other, their expressions revealing confusion.

They hesitated for a long time, and when there was only a little bit of dim firelight left, they took a step instinctively and followed Klein.

They didn't dare to get close, but they didn't want to leave. They just carried the food they had hunted before and walked silently, as if monitoring, guarding, and following. Klein walked neither fast nor slow, maintaining a rough speed. He didn't wait, nor did he try to get rid of it.

In this way, both sides walked very quietly under the sparse lightning. At some point, Russ and another member of the hunting team broke away from the team, holding animal skin lanterns and the harvested food, turned around, and disappeared silently into the endless darkness.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Klein finally stopped.

With the help of lightning streaking across the sky, he saw a gray-white fog solidifying a few hundred meters away.

The fog connected the earth and spread all the way to the sky, as if there was no top.

At the same time, the fog extended to both sides, boundless.

Klein looked intently for a long time. Even though there was darkness in between, he kept looking up slowly. He retracted his gaze only after the second lightning subsided.

Is the lost "Western Continent" behind or in this fog? Klein thought solemnly, and couldn't help but slow down his breathing.

He held the lantern and continued walking until the dim light could illuminate the solidified mist.

There was no need to make any other attempts. Klein's "Fortune Teller" intuition told him that the gray-white mist was an invisible barrier that could not be passed through by conventional means.

He thought about it, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed again and again at the darkness in front of him.

After four or five consecutive hits, Klein pulled out a black cane inlaid with various gemstones from the air.

This is the "Star Staff", which Klein exchanged for the "Box of the Old Ones". It is a terrifying sealed object numbered "0-62"!

Of course, Klein has only summoned the historical pore image of the "Star Staff" at present.

In this way, even if unnecessary images appear in his mind and the corresponding effects are about to be triggered, he can stop the danger in time by releasing the maintenance of the historical pore image.

For an "ancient scholar", this is the best way to use the "0" level seal in daily life, but the time limit is limited, currently cannot exceed three minutes, and the effect is somewhat different from the original version. It is impossible to avoid the negative impact by holding the "Star Staff" with a secret doll, because the secret doll needs to be manipulated, and if it is manipulated, there is a high probability that the picture will be transmitted.

Of course, if it was a prepared battle, Klein would not do this, because it would take up one of his three precious summoning spots. Moreover, although the "Star Staff" currently belonged to him, it was only forced to belong to him and was in a sealed state. In addition, the status of this "0" level seal itself was quite high. Klein could not summon it successfully in one go. It often took three to six times. In a fierce battle, this required sufficient opportunities, which was not so easy.

Because of this, when he was doing a prepared "performance", he would "hypnotize" himself in advance, use the "Star Staff" under special conditions, and leave the opportunity to summon historical pore images to familiar angels such as Miss Messenger, Mr. Azik, Ms. Arianna, and Will Auceptin.

Holding the black cane inlaid with various gemstones, Klein naturally imagined a scene of an illusory door slowly opening.

The gem on the staff flashed a faint light, and a door that was not real enough quickly appeared on the surface of the gray mist.

The door opened silently, and there was still gray fog behind it.

"Open the door" didn't work... Klein wasn't surprised by this result, but he was still a little disappointed.

He thought about it and decided to try a different approach.

However, just as he was thinking about it, the "Star Staff" activated itself as the picture appeared.

Ps: Double last day to ask for monthly tickets~