Duke of Grief

The stimulus given to Grush in this scene dispelled the drowsiness of the brain and caused him to wake up from the muddled state.

He blinked unbelievably hard, but unfortunately, this is not an illusion caused by excessive fatigue. He also knows clearly that he is not dreaming now...

All this is true!

Grouch breathed the warm air, staring blankly at the stone building burning continuously, the flames rolling in the air.

Everyone knows that the stone can't burn, but the flames are tumbling, and the whole village has turned into a sea of ​​fire. No need to think about it. Grush also knew that the people living in this village are already fierce.

It's been tens of minutes since he saw the smoke rising. Are there any survivors here?

His heart told him that he might be gone, but he didn’t want to give up his last hope, and raised his teeth to rush towards the burning village—

The village has no walls, only a wooden fence, and it does not look wealthy.

At the entrance of the village, he found a pool of blood but did not see any corpses. There was a trail of corpses dragging towards the village on the ground, so he walked in quickly.

Flame licked his heel, Grush reached out and patted, and after extinguishing the flame, he bypassed several houses and walked into the village.

"Call... call..."

The stone houses did not burn, so apart from some wood, the fire in the village was not as big as he thought.

The hot air pours into Glush's lungs, the heat wraps around his body, and sweat keeps coming out of him, but his eyes are wide open, and he refuses to let go of even the slightest clues.

However, nothing...

He saw the house with the door open, and there was a big fire burning inside, the furniture was burning, and even the door was stained with several pieces of black.

The extremely exhausting physical force made Glush have to slow down. After all, he ran for dozens of minutes in the forest before, and now the thin air in the fire made him feel dizzy again.

But he didn't give up, his eyes constantly searching every corner where survivors might be hidden.

He didn't hear the call of his life even in his ears, except for the "crack" sound when the flame burned everything that could be burned, Grush heard nothing.

"Ah!"

The discomfort in the nasal cavity caused Grush to sneeze, but his eyes were still searching.

He took a deep breath and shouted in the sky: "Anyone? Is anyone still alive?!"

After shouting, Grush breathed heavily, because the air in the village was thin, he could not get enough air, and because of the inhalation of the ashes mixed in the air, he couldn't help but cough twice, "Cough!"

He looked around but got no response...

Even if it is just a cry, a cough...

Nothing at all!

‘There are no more survivors...’ Grush could hardly accept this fact, so he gritted his teeth and grimaced.

The fire was artificial, he can be sure that it was artificial!

He saw blood stains at the entrance of the village, and saw traces of corpses being dragged. In fact, from that moment on, he already felt that there were no survivors in this village... but he still held a naive fantasy, hoping to find'survivors' .

He saw the bucket that fell to the ground at the edge of the well. Apart from that, he did not see any container that could be used for ‘fire fighting’.

There was no fire fighting because everyone disappeared...

"Cough!"

Grush covered his throat in pain, coughed twice, and his dizziness interrupted his guess.

He couldn't stay here any longer, so Glush turned back and hurried out of the village to the entrance.

When he once again breathed a little bit of cold air in the warmth, Glush even had a bit of nostalgia and rejoicing in his heart.

"Ha...ha...ha..."

Grus fell to the ground, his back to the burning village, gasping for breath.

'Angry' flourishes in his heart. The God of Justice has never taught the'Paladin' to abide by the precepts. When he feels angry because of'justice', he should kill all the'evil' in front of him. It is his teaching!

Grouch felt that his water was constantly draining, so he grabbed the water sac tied around his waist and poured a sip of water into his mouth.

This water is hot.

After a short rest, he looked at the blood pool around him and smirked, "Why do I always encounter this kind of thing...Is it because this kind of thing is happening all the time?"

I thought that after being attacked by the royal army, it would become peaceful, but why did this happen again?

He did not see any body in the village, but he saw the pool of blood at the entrance of the village, and it seems that he still ran out of the village. Is that what happened in the village?

The enemy is inside the village?

Grush also thought his guess was a little funny, but looking at the pool of blood and the trail of blood dragged by his body, he had to affirm his guess.

"The enemy has disappeared..."

He took off his gloves and stained the blood on the floor, and suddenly his heart fluttered and his eyes widened. "Wait, this blood is still fresh!"

Because he hadn't had a good rest in a long time, dizziness had always affected Grush's state. He blinked and recalled those vague memories.

First of all, what he saw was ‘cooking smoke’, and then he didn’t know when he started to smoke thick black smoke. When he noticed it, he didn’t know how long it had passed.

It took him dozens of minutes to fly from the mountain forest, but on this way, he did not hear anything.

"What about the corpse..." Grush murmured, turning his gaze to the still burning village.

"What about the body?" He repeated again.

Looking down at the "blood" in his hand, he looked up at the village again, and Glush slowly stood up, his expression blank.

The corners of his mouth were grinning, and his teeth were crunching. The anger and madness in his eyes were like a fire in front of him, constantly leaping and burning-

"What about corpses?"

The body is gone!

It’s not a question of ‘one’ or ‘two’, but everyone, the bodies of everyone in the entire village have disappeared!

Grush's face was distorted by anger. He plunged his head into the village, and after more than ten minutes, he came out calmly...

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He stood in front of the pool of blood, his eyes flashing.

He didn't find any traces. Except for some fighting traces and some dried blood traces, there were not many traces in the village.

This can already rule out the possibility of ‘Operation of the Brigade’, because Grush did not hear any movements and found no trace.

But if it wasn't for the action of'Brigade', then where did the corpses go?

Can one person or several people handle so many bodies?

Or... Can one person or several people take away so many people?

He turned around the village twice, and found no signs of ‘moving’, that is to say, it is very possible... no one was taken away!

Only ‘corpse’, only ‘corpse’ is gone!

‘No one was taken away’ and ‘The body is gone’, what is this?

Just to kill? Just for the body?

Grush knew that there are many ways to quickly dispose of corpses, and what is in line with the scene at hand is probably only flaming glue and a few plastic energy spells.

Who or what did ‘something’ do? What is the purpose? To kill? Or for the dead body? Or, for the soul?

Everything is unknown, because there is no clue left for Grush.

However, ‘no clue’ does not mean that Grush will give up seeking the truth!

Facing the two choices of "End War" and "Pursue the Truth", Glush chose the latter resolutely.

Because it is still the end of winter, the warring parties will not fight for the time being, but this scene has filled him with anger, he is going to find the real murderer, and then'punish the evil'!

This is the ‘road’ he is seeking, and he will go on without regret.

Even though, the end of the'road' is the bottomless'abyss'!