Walking on the red carpet in the hall, looking at some familiar armor and objects around him, Moore couldn't help but sigh.

This time he entered here no longer as a knight, but as a rebel.

Soon he stopped in the middle of the hall, which was actually only that big.

Looking at the old figure blocking the stairs in front of him, he laughed.

"Grandpa Morton, long time no see."

The old man looked at him expressionlessly.

Ten knights in black armor walked out from the stairs behind him.

"There's no need to start a fight as soon as we meet...

I haven't seen you for so long and I want to talk to you more."

Seeing that the old man was still looking at him expressionlessly without saying a word, the smile on Moore's face became a little stiff, and he slowly put away the expression on his face.

“I’m a little hesitant…

priest……

I leave it to you.”

As he finished speaking, several figures gradually walked out of the blood mist behind him.

"As you wish."

The leader, who was shrouded in a blood-red robe, looked at the old man and the knight opposite and spoke calmly.

"Spare his life..." whoosh!

At the same time, the cultists behind the Blood Mist Priest and the Shadow Leopard Knights behind the old man moved.

…

The monster in front of him fell down as a silver light flashed by. After getting rid of the bat-winged demon that broke into the store, Livia ignored the panicked civilians, turned around and left, looking for the next target.

Watching Livia come out of the shop and walk towards the north without stopping, Bandy sighed helplessly, then walked into the door and knocked on the half remaining wooden door to attract the attention of the people hiding in the house.

"Come with me. I'll take you to the cellar to hide first."

The 23rd one.

Some time had passed and the sky was beginning to brighten, but unfortunately that was all it could see due to the isolation of the blood mist.

Livia muttered silently in her heart as she looked at the numbers on the system interface.

He has killed 23 bat-winged demons and rescued 71 people.

Compared to the monsters, there are more survivors in the city. If the Blood Mist Cult had not invaded for some time, more people would have been saved.

But what puzzled Livia was that it had been so long, and he had even walked most of the distance, but why was there no movement from the City Guard Battalion? Logically speaking, Captain Luigi should have arrived with his knights long ago.

“You really work hard.”

Will jumped down from the house next to him and walked to Livia's side.

This is too much. I have only killed a few dozen monsters, and this guy...

It was as if they were competing with me for the chance to kill monsters, as if I had an irreconcilable feud with these monsters.

Looking at the monster corpse at Livia's feet, Will's eyes twitched.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

While recovering from her fatigue, Livia said some golden words from her previous life.

He killed so many bat-winged demons, although most of them were young and it didn't take much effort to kill one, but it was very mentally exhausting to keep spreading out to sense and search and concentrating on fighting. After suffering a loss, he never dared to be careless again. No matter how weak the enemy was, he could not take it lightly during the battle and he had to be on guard against sneak attacks. How could it not be mentally and spiritually exhausting?

Although what Livia said was a golden sentence, this was not the world he was in before. As a native, Will had never heard of this sentence before, let alone the first time he heard it. He didn't even know what a pagoda was.

"that……

I understand what you said before, you should save people and do your best, but...

What is that pagoda at the back…” Will frowned and thought hard for a long time but still couldn’t guess what the pagoda was.

"Uh..." Livia was speechless for a moment, then she thought about it and realized that it was true.

It is normal for others not to understand what you are saying when you are telling them classic quotes from your previous life.

"A stupa is a kind of Buddhist pagoda."

"…" "What is Buddhism…" Looking at Will who was looking at her seriously, as if asking "What are you talking about", Livia broke out in cold sweat.

What the hell are you talking about? Why did Buddhism come up? Let alone Buddhism, Taoism and the like are unlikely to appear in this world. Now, every religious sect is probably regarded as a follower of evil gods.

“Nothing…

I read some random sentences in a comic book. Anyway, just understand that saving lives is very important. "

Livia looked at Will and said seriously.

“I feel like you’re…” “Alright!

There's movement over there, let's save people first and think about other things later!"

Livia hurriedly interrupted Will, turned around and ran further north, and in the blink of an eye only her back was left.

Looking at Livia's back, Will's brows furrowed even more.

Will just watched Livia disappear from his sight, lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Oh..." Livia breathed a sigh of relief after finally getting out of Will's sight.

Why do strange words always come out of my mouth?

If you were traveling through time to an Eastern world of cultivation or ancient history and said this every day, you might be able to get by, but in the Western fantasy world, especially in this chaotic world today, if you continue to talk nonsense like this and say things that others can't understand, you will probably be crucified.

There is no doubt that Will had just told me something about cultists on the road. In this world, wizards have not been crucified many times, but cultists and followers of evil gods have been crucified frequently. My situation is similar according to the examples Will gave. The believers and followers of evil gods always say some incomprehensible words, and no one can understand them except themselves.

You said that if Livia died in a battle with monsters, she could accept it, but it was so unfair to be inexplicably treated as a cultist and put on the barbecue.

Livia shook her head to get rid of the sudden weird thoughts in her mind and took a deep breath.

Um?

Seeing a familiar figure flashing in the corner of her eye, Livia stopped in confusion.

He turned around and looked at the place he had just passed.

Looking at the burning house, Livia frowned.

Is it an illusion?

I only know a few people here, why do I see someone who looks familiar?

Although she was very puzzled, Livia decided to go over and take a look. There was nothing to do anyway.

…

In a burning house.

A figure was knocked away and crashed into the already worn wooden table.

Snap...

Bang...

The figure spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled to get up.

Looking at the monster attacking again, he hurriedly raised the sword in his hand.

Bang!

With a crisp collision sound, the long sword in the figure's hand flew out and stabbed into the wooden wall.

Then he was hit in the abdomen by the monster, and the huge force knocked him out again.

Bang!

It fell heavily on the wall.

"Cough cough..." The vision became increasingly blurry, and tears gradually overflowed from the figure's eyes.

Why is this happening…

When he returned home, he saw blood and intestines scattered on the ground. A deformed monster was rolling in bloody flesh and limbs. He recognized his parents from the broken head with eyes wide open.

His eyes turned red instantly, and he went crazy. He drew his sword and wanted to take revenge.

pity……

Why!

Why!

Looking at the monster in front of him, it seemed like it was playing with him. It could obviously tear him to pieces but it kept knocking him away.

For the first time, he felt deeply powerless and hopeless. He had been a soldier for so many years, training hard day after day and year after year, but in the end, not only could he not protect Kovag, but even his own family...

In the end, he could only watch the monster kill his family, and not only could he not take revenge, but he could only accept his fate of death.

Anger, unwillingness and other complex emotions mixed together. He hated himself very much for being so weak, why...

He closed his eyes as he watched the monster getting closer.

Just like that…

Is it over? Why...

Why……