But the veteran just snorted coldly, seeming to be dissatisfied with Kurtz's words.

He coughed heavily.

"After entering, put your eternal lamp and watch your feet and your head," Grivet said with a steady expression, as if he was recalling some bad past: "The passage there is too old, and six years ago, the disaster and the hydra were

We made a big fuss together in the city, the earth shook, and almost half of the black path collapsed."

“I don’t know when the rest will collapse.”

Thales was shocked.

Disaster.

Another disaster.

The three people behind the low fence were silent for a while.

"Disaster," the prince said angrily: "It has brought a lot of disasters, hasn't it."

Grivet's hand holding the wheelchair suddenly tightened.

"Disaster?" Kurtz laughed sarcastically: "Disaster?"

"You can look around," the seamstress's face turned cold:

"But you can't imagine what it was like that day."

She kicked a piece of gravel away from her feet: "Son of a bitch."

Thales lowered his head and did not look at the surrounding rubble and broken wood, the ruins accumulated with dust and waste materials, the abandoned houses, the dusty wells, the collapsed rotten wood, and the ground that still had cracks.

There was still a faint stench in my nose.

This is the shield zone.

"I can," Thales whispered, "I said, back then... I was here. I saw how the Shield Zone was destroyed, and I also saw those who died..."

But before he finished speaking, he felt his ears itching.

Thales was startled and subconsciously sat up, avoiding Kurtz who scratched his ear with a grass root.

"There should be a limit to bragging," the seamstress waved the grass root in a funny voice: "How old were you six years ago?"

Thales was stunned: "I..."

"Still 'saw the destruction of the Shield Zone'?"

"Why don't you just say it," Kurtz said with a sarcastic look on his face: "It was you who single-handedly and bravely killed the Blood Disaster and saved Longxiao City. Doesn't it sound more impressive like this?"

"His Royal Highness Prince?"

Thales's face turned green and red.

"I..." He slid down against the short fence like a deflated rubber ball, "It's nothing."

At this time, Grivet spoke quietly.

"It was never a matter of destruction."

Both of them were startled and turned to look at the veteran.

"It's not the people who died who were harmed by the disaster. They were lucky to some extent and left forever in an instant."

The man in the wheelchair had eyes like iron, staring straight ahead: "They... those disasters left behind are torture to the living."

Grivet slowly raised his left hand with three fingers missing, his eyes wandering.

Tails and Kurtz both turned their heads subconsciously.

"Last night, that yelling driver, remember?"

Thales paused lightly.

"His name is Kevin," Grevohun hummed nonchalantly: "Six years ago, he was an apprentice in a blacksmith workshop in the Hammer District."

Kurtz sighed: "Cripple..."

But Grivet ignored her and continued to speak on his own.

"That day, the day when disaster occurred."

"Kevin came to the Shield Zone happily, bringing a bouquet of flowers and having a private meeting with his lover."

Grivet stared in fascination at an abandoned well in the distance that only had its outline. Next to it was a collapsed stable, with dried excrement vaguely visible.

"They were discovered by her father. I know that old guy. He used to serve in Glacier Watch. His skills are not outstanding. What's worse, he has a bad temper and he values ​​his daughter very much."

Having said this, Grivet smiled softly, and the smile lines at the corners of his eyes were natural and smooth.

Thales and Kurtz listened quietly.

"Poor Kevin screamed as he took the belt and whipped him all the way from the shield area to the hammer area."

"People in more than a dozen streets knew about it. Their laughter was so loud that even the big yellow dog with the big leash chased him for several hundred meters."

Grivet's laughter was pleasant.

"Kevin came to me and told me a bunch of aggrieved nonsense about how much he liked that girl, and how he wanted to be a good blacksmith, open a workshop, save enough money for the bride price, and then have a showdown with his lover's father...

"

The veteran shook his head with disdain on his face: "Hey, I still remember how stupid he looked when he said that..."

"I also remember the way Big Belt came to him angrily to settle accounts..."

"I still remember that after I tricked the big belt into taking away, Kevin came out of the back cupboard with an angry and ambitious look on his face."

Griver paused for a few seconds.

"However."

The smile on the veteran's face slowly faded.

Like ice meeting the sun.

Griwal stared at the empty distance, silently lost in thought: "Kevin, when he returns to the shield area the next morning..."

"Gone."

In the distance, the characteristic loud voices of the Northlanders when negotiating prices could be heard, and a rooster crowed angrily against the sky. Together with the birdsong in the early morning, the shield area seemed extremely peaceful.

Grivet's teeth trembled slightly: "The girl Kevin likes."

"He hates his 'future father-in-law' with itch."

"Including the people in the North who were watching his jokes on the street."

The veteran's eyes were dim and his voice was hoarse: "Including that annoying big yellow dog that barks for twenty hours every day."

Grivet looked at the lit sky distractedly and said subconsciously: "It's all gone."

Thales and Kurtz leaned against the low fence motionless, as if time had stood still.

"The entire Shield Zone."

The veteran lowered his head and picked up a piece of gravel from the ground, and could vaguely see its material: "This is the only thing left."

"This is what they...are what those disasters left behind for the survivors."

Thales exhaled slowly, his expression stiff.

"When you see Kevin laughing again in the future," Grewal's eyes became serious, and a long-cooled fire burned in his eyes: "Don't forget, this is the story behind him."

Grivet snorted coldly.

"So, when you meet people who survived the disaster, help them. Don't say you can imagine, don't say you understand their pain, don't say you feel the same way."

"Even if you really are the savior."

The veteran turned his head slightly and looked at the silent Thales with a cold expression:

"Because that's hypocritical."

Thales opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Snapped.

Grivet clasped his shoulders.

"Also, if you really become a king in the future," Grieve's expression was very serious, Thales could even feel his hands shaking slightly: "Become one of those high-ranking 'adults'..."

"I know what you nobles know. Whether it's those disasters, I don't believe they are the legendary messengers sent by God to punish the world, or those legendary anti-demon armed forces, you must have methods and means to deal with them..."

Thales stared blankly at the veteran in front of him.

Griwal's expression was ferocious: "Remember, gather all your manpower, all your strength, all your weapons to find those disasters."

"No matter where they are hidden, we have to find them, find them all, find them all!"

The prince's heart was in chaos, with all kinds of emotions welling up at the same time, which was quite unpleasant.

At that moment, Grievo gritted his teeth and felt a chill: "Take them from top to bottom..."

"Hunted to death."
Chapter completed!