The last glow of the setting sun disappeared from the sky, and the black dust caused by the explosion floated in the sky, mixing with the pure white snowflakes. The whole world had a quiet beauty like a black and white silent film.
Large snowflakes fell on the burning roof, but they only made the flames jump and failed to extinguish them at all.
Even this extremely cold environment cannot extinguish the fires ignited by the exploding embers.
It is better to say that it is precisely because of the dry and cold wind in early winter that these houses, which are mostly made of wood, burn more fiercely. However, the cleaners responsible for diverting water from the sewers when the fire comes seem to have made an agreement.
, and disappeared from everyone’s sight at the same time.
Tafuri's tavern was a building destroyed by the first explosions.
At first, many enthusiastic people came to help him rescue some precious things from the burning and shattered tavern - but soon Father Tafuri discovered that most of the "enthusiastic people" did not save anything at all.
Return the things you took out to him.
After he realized this problem, he tried to refuse the help of these "enthusiastic people".
So these thieves changed their decision and started robbing openly.
He alone, plus a few conscientious professionals, could not stop so many people who were like mad dogs. Among these people who were looting, there were even a few street law enforcers.
At first they used felt hats or hoods to cover their faces, but soon they gave up even this aspect of their faces and took off their coats to use as packages. These upright thieves ignored Father Tafuri and others.
They were blocked by people and frantically pretended to take away everything they could.
They even started to attack Father Tafuri and others simply because they blocked the way of these upright thieves.
Up to now, Father Tafuri had only rescued the only thing that could be called wealth in the house. Then he stood numbly outside the tavern and watched the house burn to the ground.
After the professionals who were satisfied after looting and rushed to the next blasting site left, the homeless homeless people couldn't wait to rush in.
These scum are like packs of wild dogs, ignoring the roof that may collapse at any time, lying with their buttocks raised in the almost burned ruins, hoping to dig out even one more copper.
When they can't find anything valuable, they will neatly curse Tavri's stinginess like a hymn-singing priest, leaving no way for them to survive; and every new harvest from the earth will cause these
People were looting it, and they even started to pull out the floorboards, preparing to take them back to their kennels and use them as shelters to cover the snow.
"How could they do this! How could they do this!"
Father Tafuri's beard trembled with anger, and the wife and daughter next to him couldn't help but burst into tears.
Father Tafuri is a devout believer in the Elder of Lonely Mountain.
Under the influence of Loda Khan's teachings of treating customers with hospitality, his tavern is different from the taverns opened by other mountain folk owners and is famous for being kind.
For example, every time a guest drinks a few drinks, Father Tafuri will give them a drink. Guests who come to this pub for the first time will also be toasted by Father Tafuri. Even those homeless people wandering at the door
, he also gave them a cup from time to time to ward off the cold.
Like many mountain people, he is not good at calculations, which means that his tavern cannot make much money. Father Tafuri just hopes that more people can help him when he is in trouble one day.
"This is how you repay me! Thieves! Liars! Dirty shit-eating villains!"
He stamped his feet in the thin snow and cursed loudly. But he was powerless against the cruel reality.
There are many poor people like Father Tafuri whose homes and property were destroyed in the explosion. When they stood numbly in the snow and cried bitterly while carrying the last bit of their belongings, the people in the shadows
Some people with ill intentions began to look at these poor people, and slowly touched them with open-edged daggers coated with dung.
They are not stupid.
These bloody fingers sneered.
Instead of fighting with those stupid and brainless people in stores to rob those bulky gadgets that they don’t know whether they are valuable or not, it is better to rob the owners of these stores directly.
Those shopkeepers naturally know their shops better. When encountering such a disaster, they will definitely pick up the most valuable items first and take them away.
So wouldn't it be much easier to just grab something from them than grab something from a store?
In this way, they quietly approached Father Tafuri's family from behind. Just when their daggers were about to pierce the bodies of the three mountain people, severe pain hit them from the back——
"ah--"
An explosion of cold light flashed past Tafuli's eyes, causing him to break into a cold sweat. Before he could see clearly what was going on, there was the sound of a dagger falling to the ground and the sound of a pig being killed behind him.
Such a miserable wail.
Tafuri turned around, feeling frightened.
I saw that the arms of a few bloody fingers that I often saw were broken at the elbows, and blood was gushing out. And their hands even held the dagger tightly without letting go, and they just fell to the ground with their forearms.
And they were even less than three steps away from him. At this distance, Tafuri, who was physically strong but had no professional level, had no ability to resist them.
Not to mention this little remaining family property, he may not even be able to keep his wife and daughter.
"Who is the benefactor?"
Father Tafuri raised his head and looked around in a loud, rough voice.
"You're okay, kid."
A kind old voice came from behind him, and Tafuri's expression suddenly turned respectful.
That is not a fear of the strong, but the mountain people's natural respect for the elderly.
Tafuri turned around again and saw an old man in black clothes standing in front of him carrying an ancient box, and a wizard holding a curved silver dagger in his hand with an expressionless expression on his face.
Put the dagger back into the sheath on his waist.
The Knife Wizard?
Tafuri frowned.
There is no doubt that only the great nobles can afford to support the Magic Knife Wizard.
Although he was full of gratitude to the old man for saving his family, he was really a little uneasy after having just experienced the terrible robbery incident, and now everyone felt that he had bad intentions.
"...Old man, who are you?"
Tafuri first signaled his wife and daughter to kneel down to express their gratitude to the old man, and then asked respectfully.
…I hope I don’t just emerge from the tiger’s den and enter the wolf’s den again.
"You don't need to care."
But to his surprise, the old man shook his head and did not tell him his name.
The old man chuckled, his voice a little hoarse but full of smiles: "Go and tell everyone that the person who planted bombs everywhere will never appear again."
……What?
Tafuri was startled.
"Old man, what did you say? Did you kill that man?"
But the old man in black clothes who looked down on his face just chuckled and turned to leave. The few people following the old man just looked at him coldly and left with the old man.
.
Tafuri suddenly felt anxious.
Is my alienated attitude too obvious? Is this not polite enough? Did my attitude make the old man who saved my life sad?
But he didn't dare to pursue it yet.
His wife and daughter are behind him. In this chaotic time, the two of them must be protected by themselves——
Tafuri decided
"Old man! What is your name!"
Tafuri shouted after the old man.
He decided, no matter what, to at least publicize the fact that "an old man in black robe saved him". Only in this way can this chaotic city be more humane.
"Just call me Orlando," the old man said without turning around, "And, kid, be careful."
Be careful?
What's the meaning?
Tafuri thought blankly, but found that the old man's figure had disappeared before his eyes.
With a glance from the corner of his eye, he noticed that the water in the alley in his backyard had accumulated into a shallow puddle, and was still slowly flowing out at a not too fast speed.
At this moment, thunderous cheers came from the west, disrupting his thoughts.
……what happened?
Father Tafuri thought about it and decided to take his wife and daughter there to have a look. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels! For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net