Pedro's body couldn't help but tremble as he held the thick wooden stick in his hand.
That's a natural reaction to extreme anger.
He looked at Marissa who was leaning on the wall, not knowing whether she was alive or dead, and the dark monster in front of her, and there was only one thought left in his mind:
"Marissa, my daughter! You must not let anything happen to you, otherwise how should I explain to Gina!"
As you can see, Pedro is a single father.
Thanks to this era, the childbirth mortality rate of lower-class women has remained high.
Like most single fathers, Pedro's love for Marissa is no less than that of any responsible father.
When he saw his daughter lying unconscious under the monster's mouth, he felt that his world was about to collapse.
Due to the lack of light, Pedro did not see clearly whether Marissa was hurt.
But thanks to his angry roar.
Pedro successfully diverted the monster's attention from Marissa to himself.
However, the moment the monster turned its head.
With the faint moonlight, even though Pedro could only vaguely see the monster's face, he still took a breath:
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this? How could such a ghost appear in the village?"
But I haven't waited for him to take any further action.
The strange dark creature curled its tail, turned around and disappeared into the dark alley with the unconscious Marissa.
Pedro couldn't help but his eyes were splitting when he saw this scene.
"Marissa~"
He quickly chased after him, but unfortunately it was too late.
Apart from a large puddle of dusty viscous liquid on the ground, there was no trace of the monster and Marissa anywhere.
Bang ~
"Damn it."
Pedro couldn't help but growl, and punched the wooden wall angrily.
A small piece of the smooth thin wooden wall was dented directly by him.
What's strange is that even though there was such a big noise, Pedro's neighbors didn't make any movement at all.
Pedro, who was on the verge of madness, could only place his hope on his neighbors to help him.
No matter how much he knocked on the door, no one opened the door to meet him.
"Dad, Uncle Pedro is knocking on the door outside, why don't you open the door?"
The little girl huddled in her mother's arms and looked at her father with some confusion in her little head.
Her childish voice struck the young man's heart like a heavy hammer.
The expression on the young man's face seemed a little hesitant.
Due to the coincidence of the location of his house, he could clearly see the black monster through the slightly opened gap in the wooden window.
"Dad, Uncle Pedro and Sister Marisa are always very kind to me! They..."
Just when the young man was thinking wildly, the little girl's words seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back, forcing the young man to make a choice.
He knelt down and said softly to the mother and daughter sitting on the floor: "Amoline, take care of Anne, and don't go out!"
Just when the young man turned around to open the door, Amorin took his hand and said with a worried look:
"Gray, be careful!"
Amorine knew what her husband wanted to do, but she could not stop his decision at all.
"Well, don't worry, nothing will happen. I'll be back soon!"
Gray stretched out his other hand and held Amorin's hand tightly.
"Dad, come back quickly!"
Looking at the cute little girl huddled in his wife's arms, Gray couldn't help but smile.
He leaned down and kissed the little girl on the forehead: "Annie, stay at home with your mother. Your father will be back soon!"
Gray and Amorin looked at each other, nodded, then stood up and left resolutely.
Outside the front door of Gray's house.
Looking at the door that was still closed, Pedro couldn't help but have a look of disappointment and helplessness on his face again.
Although he had been prepared for this situation, he still had some hope in his heart.
Only when things really happened did he know what despair and helplessness meant.
Just when Pedro thought that Gray would close the door and turn around to leave like the others.
The door that was originally closed unexpectedly opened from the inside.
The old door let out a slight cry!
Ga~~~chi!
"Brother Pedro, wait for me."
Gray lowered his voice and called Pedro who was about to leave.
"Gray, Marissa..." Pedro was very excited after seeing Gray come out of the house.
Apparently experiencing despair, he unconsciously relied on Gray.
Just as he was about to tell Gray what happened to Marissa, Gray interrupted him directly.
"Brother Pedro, I know everything about Marissa. Come with me. This is not the place to talk. Let's talk as we walk!"
Gray quickly passed Pedro and walked quickly in the direction of Isisburg.
At the same time, he kept comforting Pedro on the road:
"Brother Pedro, let's go and inform the Lord first that that monster is not something we can deal with.
If we move faster, maybe we can intercept the monster before it completely takes Marissa away.
And I guess everyone saw the appearance of the monster and that’s why they didn’t open the door.”
After all, the authorities are still confused, and those who watch are clear.
Pedro also reacted after hearing Gray's analysis, and with it came self-blame and regret.
Because he panicked after seeing Marissa kidnapped by a monster, and mistakenly placed his hope on ordinary people who were also serfs like him.
Naturally, the timid and fearful serfs would not risk their lives for a little kindness to their neighbors.
"Damn it! Why didn't I think of it? If I could have thought of it earlier, maybe Marissa would be a little safer.
Gray, thank you!"
Gray didn't speak, just nodded towards Pedro.
Just as the two of them gradually turned from walking to running, they quickly ran towards the gate of Isisburg.
A figure ran and jumped back and forth between the rooftops in the village, and soon jumped into an alley.
His eyes emitted a slight magical fluorescence, and in his eyes, the dark alley was no different from the daytime.
Just looking at the empty alley, he couldn't help but sigh:
“Oh, it’s missed again!
These chic little guys in the movie really know how to hide!"
After saying that, he jumped hard on his feet, jumped back to the roof again, and then disappeared into the darkness after a few jumps.
York, who also came to support, was currently walking back and forth on the path between the houses.
Although he rushed over as soon as he heard the scream.
Unfortunately, the duration of the sound was so short that York couldn't identify the specific direction and could only move by feeling.
So York had to search every place that looked suspicious to him.
"It seems it's not here either!"
Looking at the deserted alley, York shook his head again.
But as the saying goes: "People who can endure hardship generally have good luck!"
Obviously York, who works overtime, is also a hard-working person, so naturally his luck will not be too bad.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave from the alley, drop after drop of transparent mucus continued to drip onto York's hair.
Feeling the constant touches on his head, York's body froze instantly.
He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, and the veins on his forehead were pulsing.
York didn't dare to raise his head to see what was above the alley.
Because he knew that the moment he raised his head, the opponent would launch an attack.
He quickly moved his hand to the hilt of the iron sword at his waist.
Without any hesitation, he ducked sideways, drew his sword and slashed towards the darkness above his head.
At the same time, a wisp of pure whiteness cut through the dark space and shot toward the top of York's head with a whistling sound.
People who can endure hardship will always have good luck.
The long sword in York's hand collided with the sharp white spear head.
呲～～
A sharp, ear-piercing sound sounded in the alley.
Then a huge force was transmitted along the iron sword body to York's hand.
York felt as if the palm of his hand holding the sword was about to explode.
The iron sword in his hand was barely grasped and he threw it away.
Fortunately, the white spear head that suddenly thrust forward retracted into the darkness instantly after being knocked by the long sword, and had no intention of continuing to attack.
Only then did York have time to look up and see what exactly was attacking him.
It was just that the wooden house blocked the moonlight, and he only saw something extremely dark.
His intuition told him that it was the thing that attacked him.
It was just that the environment was too dark for York to see clearly what the thing looked like.
York, who knew his vision was limited, did not intend to fight the opponent in this alley.
He stared at the thick darkness with vigilance, leaned his back against the alley, and slowly began to retreat.
What York didn't notice was...
On the roof of the wooden house, two other monsters with the same appearance silently spared his position and hid at the left and right corners of the alley before him.
A large amount of transparent liquid flowed down from their open mouths and dripped to the ground.
It was obvious that they planned to outflank York directly at the entrance of the alley.