In the dark night, what he saw were the remains of the battlefield and wilderness.

Why did it come to this era?

During the journey in the carriage, Fangran occasionally thought about this issue.

On the hills near the Isonzo Plain, the figure that symbolizes light, who has not yet become the Queen of the Palace of Night who leads Europe, looks at the plain of the battlefield with sad eyes,

The guns were set up, the troops were deployed, and the solemn atmosphere in the deep night meant that the war was about to start tonight, and it was about to break out.

This is probably the worst of times,

As long as the afterglow of war touches a little bit, the originally happy and beautiful things can be shattered...

He has never seen such a cruel scene, and has never smelled the thick blood. Standing on the battlefield with only ashes left, Fangran looked at the corpses, bloody weapons, and the fear of dead people everywhere.

Open your eyes tremblingly!

There was a radiant shadow in front of me, and a violent presence behind me,

[Fog Card] suddenly appeared in his hand, flickering with light as if urging, Fangran looked down at it in astonishment.

【Judge the situation and decide the direction】

Out of some intuition, or out of the reminder of the card that had not yet been awakened, Fangran felt as if he had collected some 'clues'...

This journey has come to an end.

In fact, subconsciously, he didn't want to do that. He wanted to spend every day carefree, wanted to drive the carriage lazily with the girl in his arms, wanted to stop in the forest or a place with water, fish, play in the water, bask in the sun, and want to go there again.

He tried to get a generator, but failed to connect to the bankrupt hot pot project...

I want this journey to have no end.

But he knew it couldn't be done.

He still has things to do, waiting for him to return.

Resisting the curiosity to look back and see what it was, Fangran walked forward based on some intuition. The [Fog Card] dissipated in his hand this time.

On the ground were soldiers trying to escape, panicked farmers, and men and women hugging each other. The disgust of each corpse stimulated Fangran's nerves, making him feel the horror of war in the most intuitive and inescapable way.

and cruelty.

In the private house occupied by the army commander, the woman who was lured here by the deputy with a few words was still looking around with distracted eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Then, the moment she saw the man who was the commander pushing the door open and smiling lustfully at her, her violet eyes finally focused, but there was a look on her obviously enchanting face that could make people feel fear and palpitations.

smile!

There was an unknown amount of morbid madness hidden in the abnormal tone, and a sinister and coquettish chuckle sounded in the night:

"Are you...my doll?"

Darkness and uncertainty erupted like a flood on the border of night at this moment!!!

The dream ended at the moment when I passed by the wreckage of a corpse... and saw the white light and shadow of a woman's back in front of a small wooden house!

Fangran suddenly woke up from his dream, and turned around to see the young girl still sleeping peacefully.

What I just saw was...wrong...

Frowning and struggling with the inexplicable 'nightmare' he had just seen, Fangran told himself that now was not the time to think about that. He stood up suddenly and looked out the window in disbelief.
Chapter completed!