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Volume 5 Dance of the Ice Dragon Chapter 5 Sword

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    Piao Tian Literature Among the crowd, Iweila squatted next to the poor guy, while Lu Yuewu and Rosie stood on tiptoe to observe.  "Get out of the way." Rosie seemed to have regained some energy, and the feeling of being down to earth should make her feel a lot happier.  She waved her arms impatiently and said, "What's the point of being around here? Do you want to suffocate us to death?"

    The village chief raised his cane and said, "Get out of the way."[]

    The other party's companion looked worried and uneasy, "Is he already dead?"

    Eweila and the priest buried their heads in silence.  The village chief turned his head and glanced, shuddering involuntarily, "I don't know yet." He waved his arms vigorously as if to drive away uneasiness.  "I'll tell you later, now get out of here and go get some rest. Captain Oprah, get them out of here, we need peace and quiet."

    The militia captain raised his sheathed sword, "Let's go." He said dryly.

    The surrounding area was finally quite empty, and Leo had the opportunity to step forward and take a closer look: this was a poor, frozen creature.  His whole body was as stiff as a stick, and his skin was pale and sickly purple.  His clothes were as tattered as rags and stained with hardened and scarred blood.  His eyes were closed tightly, and pain and despair seemed to be fixed on his face.

    Leo squatted down.  As soon as he touched the other person's body, he immediately withdrew his hand.  It was cold, it was so cold, dozens of times colder than anything he had ever come into contact with before.  He would rather hold an ice cube in his hand.  However, when he reached out cautiously again, he was no different from ordinary people - he didn't believe that there was something wrong with his senses.  What is wrong?  He couldn't find the answer.  But he always felt that there was something like a smell permeating the surroundings.  However, he could not find the source.

    The confused alchemist turned to Ivira beside him, "What's wrong with him?"

    "He's still alive." She answered simply.

    "Then what?"

    Iweila focused on the work at hand. The village chief didn't have a good attitude towards him and would not speak if he could.  Not to mention the priest, he didn¡¯t even raise his head and just kept to himself, communicating in a low voice with Eweila.

    Leo simply shrugged and asked Luo Qian and Lu Yuewu to leave, "Let them stay here." He walked towards the hotel. He had to eat something, and his stomach was already growling with hunger.  However, he stopped after taking a few steps, turned around and said to the village chief, "I suggest you move him into the church and raise the brazier, otherwise he will really be frozen before you find out anything."  died."

    "Church?" The pastor raised his head in confusion, but then his face was replaced by anger and resentment, "How can a holy church accommodate such a weird guy He may be that monster."

    "Then just watch him die." Leo said contemptuously, "The great priest Andal."

    It was warm in the hotel.  The alchemist finished his lunch and sat by the fire, leaning back in his chair and falling asleep.  Some visitors who had been driven in by the militiamen also sat aside with their heads hanging down.  They were all fleeing refugees, with unconcealable fatigue and fear on their faces, showing the unrest of the journey.

    The long-lost sun crossed the midday sky and tilted toward the west. The sunlight shining in from outside the window began to gradually lengthen the shadows of everything.  Rosie could no longer bear it anymore and returned to the room and chose to take a nap, with only the female swordsman accompanying him.  He yawned and braced himself.  "Moondancer," he called softly.

    "What?"

    He thought for a while, carefully choosing his words, "Do you think there is anything wrong with that person?"

    "I didn't feel it." Lu Yuewu replied without any confusion. "As far as I'm concerned, he was just frozen. I don't know if he can be saved. Iweila may be able to do it, and the priest.  ¡­¡±

    ¡°¡­The priest can¡¯t do it,¡± he said, ¡°His¡­power is weak.¡±

    Lu Yuewu did not respond to him immediately.  She opened her eyes, which were closed to repose, and tilted her head to look at him.  There seemed to be a different kind of glint in her eyes, as if she was trying to see into his heart.  "You seem to think that there is some kind of problem with him?" He did not flinch or avoid her scrutinizing gaze.  "Is he the monster?"

    "I don't know." He glanced at the man's companion, lowered his voice and whispered softly, "I can't tell. If it was the monsters they talked about, Rosie might be able to find something strange, but now now she can only  Count on the pastor.¡±

    ¡°So you let them put that man in the church?¡±

    "Other than that, I can't think of any other way. We can only pray to the gods to show a little mercy to us. The divine can always suppress evil." Leo said jokingly, shrugging with some gloating.  "Who told them not to welcome me?"

      ¡°It¡¯s not because of yourself.¡±

    ¡°I rarely take pleasure in the wrong thing.¡± He heard himself commenting on what he had done.  "Unfortunately, yesterday was one of them." He pulled out a bottle of wine from the bucket of warm snow water, poured himself a glass, and filled it for Lu Yuewu.  "Yue Wu, trust must be earned by trust. Money is not reliable enough, and lies are more like a joke."

    "I understand your worries." Lu Yuewu drank with him.  The strong liquor rolled into his throat, and a burning heat spread to his limbs and bones, instantly dispelling all the coldness in his body.  "But Leo," Lu Yuewu put down the cup and continued, "Ewela told me that you said yesterday that it was just a hateful fabricated rumor."

    Leo poured himself another glass of wine.  He decided to finish the pot and go see the poor frozen creature.

    ¡°Later I thought about it carefully.¡± There was a little noise around, and several refugees sitting across from the fire could not fall asleep. They kept tossing and turning on the benches, muttering.  He raised his voice a little.  "There is always some element of truth in lies. Iweila's worries are not unreasonable In short, it is always good to prepare for a rainy day."

    "This is not like you."

    "If he hasn't learned a lesson from past events, changed his stupid self-righteousness a little bit, and still can't listen to any good advice that is offensive to his ears, then he might as well jump off the cliff directly.  Because if he continues like that, sooner or later he will be killed by his bad mouth.  However, these words cannot be said out loud.

    "Who told us that we are a group of unlucky people who have provoked the goddess of misfortune?" he said with a smile.

    Lu Yuewu curled her lips, "You said you don't believe in gods."

    "No, no." Leo shook his head and denied with a smile.  "Now I deeply feel that the words of a wise man are particularly correct."

    "Which sentence?"

    Leo closed his eyes and thought carefully.  He coughed and cleared his throat.  "The wise man once said to his disciples: 'If you are smart, it is better to believe in the existence of God.'"

    Lu Yuewu asked doubtfully: "Why?"

    "'Because in this way you can learn to accept misfortunes that appear for no reason and disasters that are beyond your control.'" Leo sighed, "Don't you think it is very similar to what we experienced along the way?" He turned his head and looked at Da.  Looking at the dozing refugees, before Lu Yuewu could answer, he continued, "Look at them. For them, besides blaming the gods for their terrible misfortune, what else can they do? This is a cruel reality.  It¡¯s the only comfort of self-deception left.¡±

    "Uhsorry." A voice interrupted their conversation.  Li Ou looked around and saw a refugee sitting opposite them, looking at him nervously and cautiously.  "Sir, are you talking about us?"

    Li Ou and Lu Yuewu both looked embarrassed when they talked about others in front of others and were exposed in front of them.

    "I didn't hear what you were saying!" the other party explained at a loss, waving his hands in panic.  "I just heard you mention us"

    So you still haven¡¯t heard anything?  Leo sighed helplessly.  He found that the other person was wearing a bearskin coat that was completely different from the others - even though it was slightly older.  At his waist was a short sword.

    "Are you the leader?" the alchemist asked.

    "Huh?" The man was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted.  "Ah, yes, yes. I am a woodcutter I happened to go out to cut wood that day so in the whole village, I was the only one who survived by chance"

    He didn¡¯t mention those horrific scenes, but from his trembling body and painful expression, Leo knew that it was an extremely terrible torture for the living.

    "Then where are you all from?" Leo asked, "Aren't you from the same village?"

    "We don't know each other." The woodcutter said, "But we all have the same experience." He sighed and made an apologetic gesture, "Sorry, I don't want to talk about thisitI will talk about it for a while."  I can't say thisI can't open my mouth"

    Leo expressed his understanding.  "So, what did you want to say to us just now?"

    "Ah?" The woodcutter raised his head in surprise, "Oh, yes. Are you a friend of those bachelor ladies? I want to know if something happened to that person? Is he" He couldn't go on, but  Look at him with eyes hungry for the truth.  He desperately wanted to know the answer.

    "To be honest, I don't know." Leo answered him, "You should ask the pastor, not a dabbler like me." There was frustration and deep worry on the other person's face.  "Speaking of which, you??Don't know that person?  You lead him forward, but you don¡¯t know who he is?  "

    "We all know nothing about him. No one knows him." The woodcutter said with some regret, "But I can't leave a person alone. We found him two days ago. He was lying alone.  In the snow, it was like he was dead, but still alive. So we took him with usThank God, there were no ghost attacks here."

    "You are a good person who has done good things." Leo said, "But why are you doubting him now?"

    "I've always been suspicious. It's just" the woodcutter sighed with a wry smile, "I heard your conversation just now, and I think there are some things I should show you." He took the luggage over and untied the rope on it.

    "What is it? Why don't you show it to the village chief and the priest?"

    "II'm worried that they will kick us out." The woodcutter stopped, and he said painfully, "This is the only village nearby that is willing to take us in. I don't wantwe have to live here, otherwise we are not  If you freeze to death, you will starve to death So what's the difference between dying in the hands of monsters and monsters? Sir, you you won't tell them, right?"

    "I promise you won't be kicked out, I can swear to the gods."

    The woodcutter breathed a sigh of relief. He opened the package and pulled out a long sword engraved with exquisite patterns.  "Well, sir, he had this with him when I found him."

    The sword in his hand is engraved with the emblem of the Holy Light and Flame.  Leo's eyes widened in disbelief.

    ¡ª¡ªIt belongs to thepaladin of Andal Church!
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