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Text 31, Chapter 31
Text 31, Chapter 31
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Inside the cell, the girl with flax-colored ponytail was sitting on the edge of the stone wall and eating. Although it was still unpalatable porridge with a rotten taste, the portion was much larger than the previous few days, and it also had grandpa's share. The grandfather and grandson don’t have to eat a share of food together and get hungry together.
She swallowed the food one bite at a time. The sky was already dark, and the torches hanging outside on the stone wall were burning, and the fire shining on her face. In the cell, there were voices between children, the clash of spoons and basins, and the sound of sobbing that still sounded from time to time.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the cell is very depressing. The air is so heavy that it is difficult to breathe. Every child’s face is filled with fear, because they all know that when dinner is over, someone will come here. Pull one of them out and become a sacrifice on the altar in the distance.
No one knows whether he will become the next sacrifice.
This repressive atmosphere has infected everyone, and even Klee, who has been lively and tough since she was a child, has become taciturn.
After being framed and almost dying, the little boy who wanted to protect almost died on his own, and the boy who finally killed her became a sacrifice and died-this series of things, the innocence that belongs to the child that still existed in her eyes yesterday Has dissipated, and is no longer lively as it began.
During this day, in addition to eating, she occasionally looked up at the place where Gallan was closed in the distance. She almost sat quietly at the foot of the stone wall with her knees, bowed her head and said nothing. .
She made her grandfather feel heartbroken in this way, but she couldn't imagine it.
Seeing Goddess Sun drinking the porridge in silence, the old man took a couple of sips, sighed, put down the bowl in his hand, and wanted to talk.
However, before he had time to speak, there was a sharp crash of metal. He turned his head and looked at it subconsciously. Then, he saw that the locked prison door creaked and opened.
The red fire light came in from outside, reflected on the small figure standing at the door of the prison, forming a reddish halo, making that figure look like a fire god appearing in the flames.
In the darkness, he came with fire and light.
The old man's heart beat violently, and he subconsciously rubbed his eyes. Only then did he see that it was the blond child who called himself Garr who opened the prison door.
Before he could react, Kerry, who had been silent next to him, stood up awkwardly.
"Gal!"
The girl shouted Garlan's name excitedly, and her dim eyes suddenly lit up.
She took a few steps forward, and then realized that the cell door had been opened by Gallan, and she was a little confused.
"You... how do you put this... you are..."
Gallan nodded to Klee, but did not answer her words. His gaze swept across the cell. At this moment, there was still a little bit of noise in the cell, and there was no sound in the cell, as if time had stopped. All the children were "the one who opened the prison door was actually the same kid as them." This incident was stunned, his mind couldn't turn around, and he could only stare at Garlan blankly.
"come out."
Gallan said in a deep voice, "Everyone will come out immediately, now there is no one outside, we can escape!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kerry's eyes lit up. She rushed out the door without saying anything, and stood beside Garlan and looked outside. She was surprised and delighted when she found that there was really no guard.
Before she recovered from the surprise, Gallan had stuffed a large number of keys, and the old man who came out was also stuffed.
Gallan said: "Quickly, open the other prison doors."
Kerry nodded fiercely, and then ran to the nearby cell quickly, trying the big bunch of keys swiftly.
The three of them separated and quickly opened all the four or five prison holes on the mountain wall. Kerry, who had completed the task, ran back to find Gallan, and when she was happily trying to show her merit, she saw Gallan staring at the cells with dignity.
Kerry followed Garlan's gaze subconsciously, and she was stunned by this look.
The doors of all the cells were open, but except for a few children who ran out impatiently, the vast majority of the children huddled in the cells and looked at the outside with timid eyes, although their eyes were full of longing. , But no one dared to take a step outward.
They dare not.
Kerry was in a hurry.
"Why didn't you come out?"
She couldn't help yelling at the children who had shrunk in the cell and refused to come out.
Gallan glanced outside subconsciously, and after confirming that there was no one nearby, he did not stop Kerry from yelling.
"...Can't escape."
A child responded enthusiastically.
"Correct."
"We can't escape."
"We don't even know where this is."
"How to escape?"
"Sure... I'll be caught back."
The children looked over with their godless eyes. In the darkness, their eyes didn't shine at all, as if they were completely shrouded in shadows.
Those children who ran out were the same as Kerry, who were sent over only yesterday. And those children who have been here for a long time feeling the fear brought to them by the cult, their self-will has been completely shattered, like a walking dead, without self.
Kerry, who didn't understand this, was angry and anxious for a while, looking at the children with a hateful expression, but was helpless.
The old man who knows how much these children’s minds have been poisoned by the teachings of all things understands a little, but at this time, he doesn’t know what to do. After all, time is too tight, and there will be cult people. come over.
At that time, no one can escape.
"Are you going to wait for death here?"
A loud voice suddenly sounded in the night.
It is like a sword that can penetrate the darkness, clearly poured into everyone's ears.
The timid eyes of the children subconsciously cast their eyes on the person who made the sound.
In the dark, Garlan stood there, his bright blond hair illuminated by the fire.
"Listen, there are no guards here now because they are preparing a major sacrifice. Therefore, the sacrifices they will offer tonight are fifty."
With a bang, there was a sudden commotion in the cell.
Fifty people are nearly half of the number here.
Some children are afraid and unwilling to escape, imagining that the one-percent chance will not fall on them, but now that half of the people are going to be taken away, no one can guarantee that they will be among the sacrifices. One member.
"Listen! Not one, but fifty!"
Gallan repeated again, "Now half of the people here will be dragged onto the altar, cut their throats, and watch their blood drain alive. Don't think that you won't be next to you!"
Having said that, Gallan's voice suddenly rose.
"If you don't want to die, stand up and run-now no one, escape! The forest is outside! The river is below! Jump into the river if you can swim! Run into the forest if you can run!"
Gallan knew in his heart that he couldn't tell these young children much, he could only use the most straightforward language to agitate them.
"Those are only fifty people!"
He said: "As long as you can run past others, you don't have to die—"
Kerry looked at Garlan in astonishment, how could this be? She thought, isn't this just telling the kids that if you beat others, you can let them die and live by themselves?
She couldn't help but want to ask Gallan, how could he say such terrible things?
But Kerry's reproach was still not out, there was a sudden movement in the cell, and an older child rushed out.
Gallan's words immediately worked. At this moment, the children's desire for life overcame the fear of the cult.
Immediately afterwards, several people rushed out.
When someone takes the lead, it's like breaking a bank, but the flood rushes out in an instant. Almost all the children seem to have changed themselves, scrambling to rush out.
At the back, almost crowds of people squeezed out, for fear of falling behind. Most of them got into the forest, regardless of the scratches on their hands and feet, they kept burrowing into dense bushes. Others ran straight down to the river and jumped into the river.
"let's go."
In this messy scene, Gallan said to the stunned Klee, turned around and left.
Finally, he glanced at the three or four children who were still numbly in the cell, no longer said anything, and quickly rushed into the dark forest.
——God can't save people who have given up their hope of life.
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In the dark night, in the dense jungle, there are a large and two small figures shuttled among the bushes.
The bright moonlight penetrated the branches and leaves and fell into the jungle. Garlan raised his head and glanced at the cloudless night sky, and cursed inwardly.
Obviously there was no moonlight last night, but it was so bright tonight.
After cursing, he still has to move on. Kerry held the old man's hand while biting her lower lip and followed him silently. She didn't dare to stop and rest, and walked forward desperately, holding back her energy.
Kerry didn’t know how long she had been walking, it seemed that a long time had passed, but it didn’t seem to be long before her eyes seemed to have no end in sight. Her face was flushed, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her body was covered The bruises hurt fiercely.
She looked at the front. The abrasions on the blond child in front were much more serious than her. It was probably because the skin was white and tender. It was a conspicuous red scar after a slight scratch. The exposed skin was densely covered with abrasions, and there were some places. It was red and swollen, and it looked shocking, but she didn't hear the other person screaming for pain.
She remembered that when she was about to fall into despair, the figure that suddenly opened the prison door and appeared in front of her with bright fire light.
So small, in her eyes at the time, she was taller than anything else.
That seemingly small figure can grab her by the hand and pull her out of the abyss of despair.
Kerry thought, Grandpa they always said that King Camos was the patron saint of Aaron Landis, but she felt that the so-called patron saints were not necessarily as powerful as King Camos, but there were also people like Gal In this way, he doesn't seem strong, but he can give people hope in the dark, he guards her heart that was almost shattered by fear, and awakens the withered hearts of those children——
She thought that this beautiful child who suddenly appeared in front of her and grandpa must have been sent by God to help them.
Just when Kerry looked at Garlan's back and felt very relieved, a noisy voice suddenly came from behind.
Kerry was shocked-it was the sound of people talking, and the sound of shrubs being pulled apart, the faint noise of dogs barking in the wind, and the sound of running footsteps, getting closer and closer to this side.
The chasing soldiers are coming!
A sense of panic instantly filled Kerry's chest, and she shook her grandfather's hand uncontrollably.
For some reason, or perhaps by instinct, she subconsciously raised her head to look at Garlan.
Gallan also heard the voices of those who came after him. He looked around, then pushed Kerry and the old man under the roots of a huge tree protruding from the ground. The twisty roots were criss-crossed and covered with green vines, dark in the shadows, making it hard to see.
He raised his hand to Klee and made a shushing gesture, and then leaned his head to look.
In the next second, the sound of a dog barking made his eyes frightened.
He originally thought that he could hide, and wait for those people to find a way to escape. However, those people were carrying dogs. This time, they might not be able to escape.
……Do not.
It's not that ‘they’ cannot escape.
Listen to the sound, those who followed only brought a dog, so...
Garlan looked back, and he saw the girl squatting behind him looking at him nervously, her big bright eyes full of trust in him.
He turned his head and lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering his eyes, he seemed to be thinking about something.
A second later, Garlan raised his eyes and looked forward.
He got up.
Kerry, who was squatting under the staggered roots of the tree, had been watching Garlan nervously, so when Garlan moved, she immediately felt it.
"Gal?"
She yelled quietly.
Kerry saw Garlan who had already gotten up and turned her head again. In the darkness, she couldn't see Garlan's face, but the blond hair on Garlan's cheeks reflected a little light, allowing her to see the slight upward movement of the child. Lip corners.
She was taken aback.
In the moment she was stunned, the figure that had paused because of her shout moved again.
Subconsciously, Kerry reached out to grab it.
But she caught it.
She instinctively wanted to yell Gal's name, but with a violent spirit all over her body, she grabbed an empty hand and withdrew it suddenly, covering her own mouth hard.
She squatted stiffly on the spot, and watched Gallan, who was running fast to the other side, alarmed the people who had been chasing them not far away.
A big dog barked excitedly and chased Garland.
Everyone followed the dog.
The girl squatted in the dark, looking forward with her eyes wide open.
She put her hand tightly on her mouth, and big tears fell from her wide eyes and rolled onto the back of her hand, scorching hot.
Her grandpa sighed helplessly and sadly beside her.
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It is impossible for the child to run past the vicious dog, nor the strong guards. Naturally, Gallan was caught after running for a while.
Along with the kids who were also caught, they were escorted back by a team of guards.
They were not escorted back to the cell, but were directly sent to the huge altar.
The bonfire on the altar had been lit, the raging fire was burning in the dark, and the fiery light illuminated everyone's faces.
He was pushed around and walked towards the wooden cage where a bunch of children had been held.
As he walked past, he heard anxious conversations between his arrester and believers near the altar.
"I have only caught more than 30 back now, it's not enough!"
"The time for sacrifice is coming soon!"
"If you don't catch as many as you want, you will sacrifice as many as you want, and the rest will be caught--"
"No! The priest said that there must be fifty children, not one less. Otherwise, not only will not please the mother god, but will anger her."
"But our manpower is limited, and it will take time to catch those little ghosts back!"
Hearing the anxious conversations of those people, Gallan raised the corner of his mouth.
That's right, this is his purpose.
He knew that with those children, without the help of outsiders, it was impossible to escape successfully by himself. He didn't expect the children to escape by themselves. He knew that even if the children ran away, they would be caught back sooner or later.
Therefore, his purpose from the beginning was only one-to delay time.
Hundreds of children ran away together, enough for this group of people to be in a hurry, and it takes time to catch those children back, and this will delay a lot of time.
The sacrificial rituals of the church are strictly regulated, and there is nothing wrong with it. As long as the number of sacrifices is not enough, the festival will definitely not be held. In this way, the sacrifice time will be missed. Therefore, even if the large-scale festival this time is abolished, the lives of the fifty children will be saved.
Again, just wait for Brother Camos to come...
Just when Gallan, who had successfully implemented the plan, felt relieved, suddenly he felt that he was quiet around him, and it was a little frightening.
Turning his head, he found that there was no one around him, and even the guard who escorted him stepped aside, still bowing his head with a respectful look.
There was a strange atmosphere in the air.
Garlan, who felt that something was wrong, turned around abruptly and looked up.
In the next second, his pupils contracted vigorously.
The man in the black and cyan robe who was supposed to be standing far away by the bonfire on the altar appeared behind him silently for unknown time.
The hood on the robe was put on the man's head, hiding the man's face in the deep shadow, making it invisible.
But Gallan could feel that a terrifying gaze that made his blood seem to be freezing fell on him from the shadow of the hood.
"...Bright...soul..."
The man said that his voice was low, as if coming from the deepest dark abyss.
It seemed to be the deepest sigh, inexplicably creepy.
"...Also, with the vitality of light."
As if mumbling to himself, the black-robed man raised his head to look at the believer behind him.
He said: "Now start preparing for the sacrifice."
"But, the priest, the number of children is not enough..."
"enough."
A pale hand stretched out from the black cyan robe, and the man in the black robed firmly grasped Garlan, drawing a deep bruise on his wrist.
The black-robed man said: "This one is enough to be worth the soul and blood of hundreds of young children."
His low voice seemed to sigh, with a deep sense of satisfaction.
"This will be the most satisfying sacrifice to our Mother of All Things—"
The author has something to say: Well...
It seems that there is nothing want to say, so won't say it.Fupin Chinese
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