"What, you said you don't know where Lord Punk is."

In a white and atmospheric tent, Luo Talan and Bilan stared at each other with big eyes. Bilan was wondering why the girl who introduced herself to be an apprentice to punk was so disobedient, while Luo Talan was stunned.

"I don't know where punk is... where punk is... where... there......"

Luo Talan's mind is blank now. Without the help of punk, she can't think of a way to deal with the upcoming conspiracy.

"Well, what happened? What big thing happened so......I'm so anxious."

Seeing the atmosphere became cold in an instant, Dichdo quickly came out to smooth things over. However, the stiff atmosphere did not relieve at all. Luo Talan sat there blankly without saying a word, allowing the confused Bilan to look at it, and a speechless embarrassment became stronger and stronger.

In the end, the old housekeeper's speech broke the silence:

"Hey! There's nothing to tell you, it's like this..."

It turned out that in the past two days, many rumors appeared in the refugee camp. Generally speaking, the nobles would rather let the food be released than to give it to the refugees to help their lives, forcing the refugees to spend all their lives or even sell their children. Recently, the nobles were even more crazy about starving everyone to death outside the city. Therefore, in order to save themselves, several "just people" were willing to stand up and protest on behalf of everyone and ask for food. Once they were asked for food, the refugees who went to support them could have a full stomach.

Such statements are reasonable and well-founded, and now the refugees are in a period of confusion and despair. After hearing the rumors, they all think:

"At that time, just watch the fun. If it doesn't work, it won't be a big deal. Once you can eat enough, you will make a lot of money."

More than 20,000 refugees in the entire refugee camp were moved.

It has to be said that these words should not be called slander for the actions of the nobles at all, but only true revelations. The last point of "distribute food as long as you come to support" has aroused the hungry refugees' mentality of getting nothing for nothing, so they almost did not hesitate to express their willingness to participate in this protest.

If the law does not punish the masses, even if the nobles are angry and embarrassed, they will not fall on themselves.

This is what the refugees think.

Unlike refugees with infinite optimism and fantasy, Luo Talan is a real powerful nobleman at least, and she knows some more amazing inside stories.

I don’t know who proposed this protest, but it received the acquiescence and even support of all the nobles. For the nobles, the refugees were a group of candy that could neither accept nor use swords. They were now at the critical moment of attacking the Tissar Church, so the nobles led by Hut unanimously decided to drive away these refugees.

The lords around them did not accept refugees and drove out unorganized fearful refugees without permission to die, and neither the church nor the righteous professionals would let them go. Therefore, the nobles urgently needed a reason to cut off the relationship between refugees and Dorazis. Once the refugees no longer had the status of hiding the people, the nobles would no longer need to continue to help the refugees.

What? You said that refugees are unwilling to leave without food. This is easy to deal with. Just give them food. Anyway, the food is about to be destroyed.

Ignorant refugees with food will think they can leave the territory of Dolaiz, which they can start a new life in another territory, but when they find that other territory refuses to accept refugees, the poor people have no food to go back.

Look, look, after a while, isn’t this piece of braised candy removed?

As for the reason? Gathering people to resist the nobles is a good reason. Look, the refugees have rebelled, and we are still compassionate and do not pursue them, but instead give them food to them. Oh, I am all moved by my kindness.

After Luo Talan, who was full of justice, ignored the old housekeeper's many obstacles and insisted on finding Punk to save the refugees. In her words, it was:

"That's a total of 20,000 lives. How could I watch them be played with by the nobles until they die?"

So Xiao Luotalan set out indignantly. Unfortunately, she couldn't find punk at all, or even if she found it, she would only be even more disappointed, because punk would definitely answer coldly: "The life and death of refugees does not affect my interests, what does it have to do with me?"

Until now, Luo Talan is already a little desperate. She felt this feeling of being involuntarily when she was involuntarily when she was in the car body. It was a terrible feeling that she would inevitably be involuntarily no matter how hard she tried.

As a savior, whether it is the rescued person or the person who wants to be hit, there is a huge resistance. When Mira rises up tomorrow morning (after the punks and his group leave), the protest will begin. Neither the nobles nor the refugees will stop because of any actions of Luo Taran!

This is the general trend of Dorazi City, and it is not something that Rotalan, a little noble without foundation, can stop it!

The night when the sunset was setting was extremely quiet, only the wooden blocks in the bonfire outside the tent were burning and everyone in the tent remained silent. Through the thin tent cloth, you could even hear a few refugees talking loudly about tomorrow's protest slogans.

In the narrow tent, Bilan looked at Luo Talan's eyes full of tears, shivering like an abandoned rabbit, and the feeling of sympathy immediately flooded. She quickly and gently comforted:

"Oh, if you don't have a chance, you'd better... give up. You have tried your best and we can't save everyone."

"No, you can't give up."

Just as Rotalan held back her tears and decided to nod her head in agreement, Dichdo stood up and said loudly with a red face:

"Even if we can't save everyone, we have to save even one person. Even if we can't do anything, we can't do nothing, at least we can't give up before we work hard. Such beliefs are not only the justice of the world, but also our own justice."

For some simple silly white sweets, Dichter's mouth escape may have reached max.

At this time, Bilan and Luotalan both looked at the decisive Dichdo, and had to admit that they were typical simple and silly white sweets - they were convinced that both Bilan and Luotalan were people who insisted on kindness. Dichdo's words sounded like......they were so excited!

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In a dark basement, a group of "mysterious people" in gray-red robes fight together, watching a large "mysterious people" standing in the middle, all without exception, you have a shiny spider badge.

These guys are sneakily wearing big robes, and they look like they are just a perfect villain party. In fact, what they are doing is indeed in line with such a scene and identity setting!

"Okay, sir, everything has been arranged."

The mysterious people began to report their "work" one by one!

Until all your "mysterious people" express a plan "small and foolproof", the big mysterious person in the middle said in a tone that could not resist madness and excitement:

"That's great, so good that we can finally serve our true gods. The true god is about to destroy the three ignorant blasphemy, and the city of Dorazis is also destined to be ruled by the true gods.

Now, it is time for us to pave the way for the coming of the True God. Even if we sacrifice ourselves, we will make the heretics in the city of Doraz to be judged, hahahahaha!

The mysterious leader became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally raised his hands and burst into laughter.

"For the only true god, Tishahal"!

Under the leadership of the mysterious man leader, the mysterious man around him also shouted enthusiastically.
Chapter completed!