A few days later.
In a city in the south of Saint-Nazaire, near an active volcano.
On the wide bluestone street.
Didn't see a single vendor.
Some of them were skinny civilians wearing tattered clothes.
Three years ago, this place was also a tourist destination.
Green fields all over the mountains.
The flowing stream connects to the tall waterfall and is full of beautiful flowers that emit light.
Remnants of ancient ruins.
Hundreds of meters high, the coordinates of a location known as the Tree of Life.
......
All of this disappeared after the volcano revived.
The city is ruled by a hereditary marquisate.
Her name is Monica Wanda.
In these three years.
She turned the tide.
When the lords of other surrounding cities abandoned their people.
When leading his knights and property to another place.
She was under tremendous pressure.
Gather and resettle all refugees.
At this time, the Marquis.
Fell asleep on the desk.
After seven or eight days of sleepless nights, she finally collapsed from exhaustion.
When her knights walked in.
She suddenly woke up.
"Lord City Lord, you can't go on like this."
"Give up! This place has become a Jedi in everyone's eyes. There's no way it'll ever be the same again!"
During these three years, Monica circulated funds and purchased food.
He even spent all his own savings.
It's not that she hasn't thought about giving up this place.
Find another way out.
But the cities throughout the territory have regarded the people who remain here as a plague.
A cursed sinner.
It is even said that the reason for the volcano's resurgence is because of them!
Behind Monica is her oil painting from three years ago.
Very beautiful and energetic.
Look at it now.
He was so thin that his bones were visible, and his face was pale.
Swollen eyelids.
Just as she was wiping the blood she coughed up with her handkerchief.
Suddenly, deafening shouts were heard outside the manor.
When she opened the window.
The aroma of meat and rice lingers at the tip of your nose.
Several times she thought she was dreaming.
Is there anyone willing to help these "heroes" who are considered to be disasters?
In the wide square in the center of the city.
More than a dozen large pots were set up.
A steady stream of dragon horses pulled food into the city.
Jerry directed the refugees to come up in an orderly manner to receive food.
Wait until Monica is supported by the knight.
When I stumbled to the square.
The refugee closest to her was actually kneeling on the ground.
He presented the food he had just received with both hands.
"Lord City Lord, you have brought us hope!"
Monica looked at Jerry with tears in her eyes.
"Jerry, I didn't expect it to be you!"
Jerry scratched his face in embarrassment and shouted to Tang who was working with Jasmine to build a temporary space door.
"Sir, Monica is here!"
Under Monica's puzzled eyes.
Tang rushed over and held her hand.
"Hello, hello, I'm William Tang."
Looking at the young and handsome male noble in front of me.
Before Monica could say anything, she collapsed into Don's arms and passed out.
Wait until night falls.
She held her dizzy forehead and found herself lying on the bed.
Suddenly, he looked down nervously at the clothes he was wearing.
Changed!
"Ah~ You're awake, Tang, she's awake, come quickly!"
Tang happened to walk in with some delicious freshly baked food.
Put the food on the small round table beside the bed.
Tang laughed and said, "Monica, you really put me to shame."
"We're both nobles, so why are you so selfless?"
Monica is confused and doesn't know the identities of the two.
Now I hear Tang say this again.
I thought it was a joke.
The pain that had accumulated in her heart for three years suddenly burst out.
"Woo woo, I know I'm not a qualified leader."
"But I don't want the people under my charge to suffer."
"They are the ones who fabricated rumors to keep their compatriots out."
At this time, Jasmine sat down on the bed, held her in her arms and patted her back gently.
"You're a good girl and you don't deserve to suffer like this."
"We are here to rescue you."
Monica looked at Jasmine's peerless beauty and noble temperament.
She sobbed and asked, "Are you a princess from another country?"
At this moment Jerry came in.
He first saluted Tang and Jasmine.
Then he said, "Lady Jasmine is much more noble than a princess."
"Ms. Monica, long time no see."
Tang interrupted their reminiscing.
He handed the plate to Monica and said, "Eat first. The person I'm looking after can't faint from hunger."
A few days ago, Don got the list of candidates from Jerry.
After layers of screening, Monica was immediately chosen.
So after understanding the situation with Jerry.
He bought 5,000 gold coins worth of food and a transport team in the city of Bed.
After passing through many teleportation arrays, we arrived at Newman City.
Tang had seen the beautiful scenery of the neighborhood in the past from the crystal photo.
Wait until we really get here.
Although I've heard about the situation here.
But I was still shocked.
How can this place still be as beautiful as it was in the past?
It was filled with smoke and the temperature was extremely high.
Volcanic mud can be seen everywhere on the roadside.
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