In order to prevent possible undead reinforcements, the surviving elderly, weak women and children were criticized by the elf Druid to enter the temple. The remaining patrols and young and middle-aged people endured the grief and cleared the town. While collecting the dead, they also checked whether there were still remaining undead.

Outside the broken window of his home, he saw Elvin, whose head was cut off half of his head, and Fran felt ache. If it weren't for his order, the child wouldn't have died. He just left home and met Elvin and Bech who came to report. The two had a dispute over the Alkins brought back during the day and made an appointment to go to the patrol training ground for a discussion. They found that the patrol team that was supposed to patrol in the town was gone. They were worried that another orc attack would happen, so they hurried to the captain's residence. They didn't expect to hear a warning whistle halfway.

When the enemy attacked, most of the villagers were still asleep. After a brief weighing the pros and cons, Fran made a decision to escape.

Today, Hegu Town cannot withstand another bloodbath. The food and finance stored in the village are far less important than life. As long as people are still alive, those external things can be accumulated and regained again.

Considering that Bech was more steady, Fran asked him to go to the entrance of the town with him to investigate the enemy situation, and asked the frivolous Erwin to inform the town people.

Kneeling beside his best friend, Becky's already dirty clothes were dyed ochre red with blood-soaked ground.

"Blame me...if it wasn't..."

Before he finished speaking, someone was pressing heavily on his shoulders.

"This is not your fault, you blame those undead souls!"

"team leader……"

"Now is not the time to cry! Take him to the square."

"But……"

"No, but! If you don't want your best friend to become a dead person, you will burn him and the other victims." Fran didn't want to be in such a hurry, but cremation was the only way to prevent corpses. No matter how strong the druid and the son of nature were, it would be impossible to pay the entire town at all times. These are what the patrol team should and must do.

Wiping away the tears, Becky wrapped Elvin's body with the blanket Fran took out from his home. He refused the help of other teammates and hugged his friend alone to the town square where the raging fire was ignited. There, the uninjured young man had already burned the body under the command of the Son of Nature.

One after another, the victims were placed on wooden piles built by dismantling wooden houses and furniture. The fire was lit, and the rising black smoke and fire separated life and death. People used whimpers and curses to miss and swear, and they would pay the blood of the undead.

It was soon Becky's turn, but he refused to give up Erwin, who grew up together since childhood, but was better than brothers. All the memories of the two people from childhood were replayed in their minds, training together, joining the patrol team at the same time, and always forming a group when going out to patrol...

"No matter how reluctant he is, his life will eventually pass away."

The special pronunciation of the Son of Nature brings Becky back to reality from memory. The smell of blood that has always seemed to be isolated suddenly became strong. Becky bit his lips, put Erwin on the pile of wood, and took the torch from the captain.

The rising flames turned into barriers, engulfing Erwin's miserable body.

"Avenge, I want to avenge..."

Becky murmured to himself, just like other townspeople who had lost their relatives, kept muttering. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, turned his head suddenly, looking at the son of nature who was calm from beginning to end, or was described with indifferent attitude.

"Since you have such strong power, why not have an early warning?"

The crying sound came to an abrupt end under his questioning, and everyone looked at the young man who dared to ask this question in surprise or shock.

"Why pretend to be unconscious and let us take you back to town?"

Speaking of the second sentence, even the honorific words were spared.

"Bage!" Fran yelled softly, intending to make him stop. Unfortunately, the young man who was blinded by anger had completely ignored the fact that he was standing in front of him, who easily slaughtered most of the undead in the town, and his eyes were full of anger with doubt.

"Flies don't bite seamless eggs. I think you should know why in your heart."

Why? This sentence uses a positive sentence.

The sound of air blew up, and those who had originally held the same thoughts as Becky hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the eyes of the son of nature, which was almost night.

Becky's breathing became more rapid.

He actually asked me why?

"You" just started, but was suppressed by the young man with a small wheat-skinned skin.

"That's right, here is protected by the Pillar of Earth, and the undead will never be able to enter the realm of the gods who control life. But..." The strange voice suddenly changed, and the tone of not being gentle but at least it could be called a peaceful voice became cold and hard, just like ice crystals hitting each other, bringing out a blizzard-like coldness: "That's also in the absence of an insider."

As soon as these words were spoken, the remaining townspeople, including Fran, lowered their heads, felt guilty, guilty, and regretful, eating the hearts of every insider.

"A low-level druid is enough to be a settlement like the town of River Valley, which is so remote that even sheriffs are not even able to invade. The orcs dare not invade because of the reputation of the pillars. They can do the most extraordinary harassment, that is, they just rob some of the food you planted. What exactly caused the orcs to invade this place by fighting against the pillars of the earth and causing the druids to retaliate. As residents, don't you understand better than me, an outsider?"

Bage, who was unknown, was grabbed by Fran and covered his mouth. He turned his head and saw the pleading in the captain's eyes. His rationality slightly regained his voice.

No matter how angry or questioned him, the son of nature finally drove out the undead, and he saved everyone here.

But then, an uncontrollable anger surged in his heart.

Damn it! I hold my own identity and don’t take us seriously at all. Are humans worthless ants in the eyes of the so-called high-level species?

No...I can't think about it anymore. Even for everyone, I have to endure it. If I anger him...

Why do you have to endure because of his power?

Immersed in self-contradictory, Becky did not notice that the son of nature suddenly moved his footsteps, and the palm that purified the dead with a light wave came over.

Fran breathed suffocated, not only unable to figure out the other party's intentions, but also worried that Becky would annoy him. The square was silent, and everyone shut up their breaths, waiting for the decision that the Son of Nature was about to make.

When Bage realized something was wrong, he realized that his slender arm had arrived in front of him. He instinctively shrank back, and finally leaned forward to suppress Fran to prevent him from speaking wildly again.

He had witnessed the power of the Son of Nature with his own eyes, and Bage, who was too scared to have forgotten the simple action of closing his eyes. However, the hand that made everyone's despised was just a stop at an arm from his chest. After making the grip, he pulled it hard.

Something was pulled out...

Realizing this, Becky subconsciously lowered his head, thinking that he had been cut open and cut off his stomach, but his wrinkled clothes were intact and without any rips or scratches.

Unbelievably reached out and touched his chest and abdomen, Becky could only turn to the son of nature who had made a strange move.

"What did you do to me?"

"I really didn't expect that I would also use the demon to deal with a human settlement that is in a corner. It seems that the undead really like this."

Not only Becky, but even Fran, who is more knowledgeable than the townspeople, looks inexplicable.

The inner demon, what is that? Why is it called a demon if it belongs to the undead?

As the hissing sound grew louder, a faint shadow gradually appeared in the grasping palm of the son of nature.

"The inner demon is a lower-level monster, feeding on evil thoughts and filthy desires. It does not have much attack power. If it is physical, a militia with a little training can easily kill it, but..." This made everyone's hearts cling to it. "Only mages or clergy and those with the ability to see through invisibility can perceive their existence, and even minors are sojourned, which is enough to show that you are so dirty that there are not many people who are clean in your heart."

dirty?

Is the mind unclean?

Becky turned around and asked the captain who knew almost everything in his heart with his eyes.

What's the meaning?

"We are wrong, beg the pillar... to lower the protection again." Under the young gaze, all the people led by Fran bowed and spoke with a tremolo request.

"What I need is the truth, the truth. Not the lies made up to alleviate my sins."

Been seen through...

As soon as the son of nature appeared, Fran was finally noticed. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. If the killing was committed by the undead, the residents of their Valley Town would have to bear the name of the culprit of the initiation.

Originally, this was just a small village with dozens of people. Because it was too close to the Pillars of the Earth and the closest settlement for humans, the druid set up a temple here. Even if it was within the range of orcs invading humans, orcs dared not make a decision that might anger the druid. At most, it was just a small group of scouts to harass some plants planted on both sides of the river. It has always been considered a corner of the corner. Therefore, not only the survivors of the nearby villages attacked by orcs moved here, but even the caravans would take a detour here to avoid encountering orcs from undetermined scouts. After reaching a sufficient population, they were renamed River Valley Town.
Chapter completed!