V5.Chapter 116

The season of autumn and winter is gradually coming. ⊙,

The temperature in some places has gradually approached zero degrees, but the climate in the south is still relatively warm. Ryan glanced at the homeless man curled up in the corner. The thin linen made him understand that his face was a little blue. Lane doesn't pay too much sympathy to these people because he's already seen a lot of displaced people on the way to the south coast, and only in the richest of the South will there be fewer such displaced people because they can go to Modo The city relies on labor for food.

Ryan couldn't help speeding up his pace. With the arrival of the cold winter, the half-elves in Fallen Leaf City should have had a harder time than these people.

When he went to Mordo to try to visit the Lord, some people died of starvation and cold in Fallen Leaf City, and this phenomenon may become more serious when winter comes.

"Although I haven't seen that Your Excellency."

Thinking of the harvest of this trip, Ryan couldn't help feeling a fiery feeling in his heart, and muttered: "But I finally got some good news. When I go back, I can organize people to prepare for migration."

It was not easy to meet Sauron. As the king of the three seas and the protector of half-elves, he had too many important things to deal with.

However, Ryan still got the result he wanted. Your Excellency is willing to accept them as half-elves, but they need to get to a position close to the coast by themselves, and then a warship will take them to Modo City. These people will be placed in the newly established towns near Modo City, and the treatment will definitely not be as good as the first half-elves who migrated, but for Ryan, as long as the clansmen will not die from starvation and cold, it is enough.

Half-elves have inherited the industriousness of human beings, and they will use their hands to create wealth.

Humans are the race that is most obsessed with farming, so at present the total population of humans is completely crushed by other races. Half-elves have inherited this advantage, and they also attach great importance to farming.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Lane finally returned to Fallen Leaves City, and there was a mass grave outside the city gate. Those who are sick and weak. For the young people, the atmosphere in the city became more and more silent, as if a storm was brewing faintly, in order to prevent the emergence of the plague. City Hall took more measures. The breath of darkness is spreading, and many half-elf refugees with numb expressions can be seen on the streets. The evil smells the despair here, and evil things happen one by one in the dark corners.

"Lane!"

A young guard saw Ryan as if he saw a savior. Excitedly: "Oh my God! You are finally back!"

"Do you know what happened in the city recently!?"

"devil!……"

"It's a diabolical act!..."

The young guard told of a heinous crime, and although the culprit had been tried, a certain aura hung over the city, as if waiting for its destruction. Ryan's face was solemn. What he heard was not just an evil crime, but something that really might have a devil behind it.

The devil finally has his eye on here.

Because of the death of Fallen Leaf City, because of the sins of Fallen Leaf City, because of the decay of the noble council, and because of the despair of the lower classes.

These are the nutrients that the devil desires most!

Despair destroys everything, and desperation gives them an opportunity. The figure of the devil is eyeing the dark corner, ready to provoke people's hearts and destroy the city in the end.

Lane's appearance gave the lifeless city a ray of life.

Because he represents hope at this moment, a hope from Modo City, from that Excellency! People with numb expressions gathered around him, eager expressions in their eyes, as if their hearts were so eager to hear the exciting news!

An old man dressed as a businessman appeared and looked at him with questioning eyes.

Ryan nodded lightly, a smile on his face.

Cheers sounded!

After receiving the affirmative news from Ryan, the people around couldn't help but burst into cheers, and the breath of despair faded. The numb expressions became vivid, as if in an instant these people were full of vitality, and hope was regained in their hearts.

The hungry refugees stood up.

They gathered around Ryan, although his stomach was still empty. But for some unknown reason, a force erupted from their increasingly thin bodies.

These people firmly believe that as long as they endure this period of time, they can say goodbye to suffering and have a new life after arriving at Modo City.

They are not lazy.

It wasn't their fault that caused all this, they were just some innocent poor people with no power.

Vitality and vitality spread in the city of leaves.

The really cold winter has yet to come, and they still have a chance and time.

but!

At this moment, a cold-looking law enforcement team suddenly appeared, and they violently dispersed the nearby crowd. Even some poor women and children were smashed to the ground. These people surrounded Ryan directly, and then a middle-aged man with an indifferent expression appeared. He was dressed as a noble, holding a sealed file in his hand, and there were two half-elf wizards beside him. The middle-aged man stared at Ryan with cold disgust, raised the file in his hand, and said solemnly, "This is the parliament's arrest warrant!"

"Lane."

"Put down your arms! You have been arrested for collaborating with the enemy."

collaborating with the enemy?

There was a trace of anger on Ryan's face, and this uncontrollable anger even made him want to kill the man in front of him.

There were riots all around, and the people who were dispersed seemed to hear the voice of a middle-aged man. Some even scolded the law enforcement team that surrounded him, but these poor civilians had no strength at all, and they were easily smashed to the ground. After that, bloodstains appeared one after another, and some people even fell down like this and couldn't stand up again.

Ryan's eyes were red, and his anger made him clench his fists, and blood vessels appeared on his arms.

finally.

He slowly threw away the weapon and waved his hand to stop the companions who were putting their hands on the hilt of the sword and wanted to fight. It is a very unwise choice to fight against the noble council now. Although he has cultivated his own team in Fallen Leaf City, But it is impossible to counter these traditional forces of domination. The middle-aged man in front of him showed a hint of satisfaction and contempt, and even a hint of disappointment, because the ideal result is for Ryan to fight against the law enforcement team, then force all his accomplices out, and finally kill them all in one hit.

This way they can save a lot of trouble.

The upper echelons of the aristocratic council kept an eye on these people, and their rule could no longer be shaken again.

"Take him!"

The middle-aged man gave an order coldly, and the law enforcement team next to him smashed his fist on Ryan's stomach, then locked his arm when he bent over, and then put the shackles directly on his body.

What awaits him will be judgment, because he is one of the leaders of the underground forces in Fallen Leaves City!

Fallen Leaf City has not fallen yet.

The noble council firmly believes that as long as they survive this winter, they will still have a chance to survive this difficult time, and a little death and sacrifice are necessary. Although the lower-level civilians of Fallen Leaf City were already living miserably, the noble council still maintained the support of the army. As long as there was an army, there would still be a chance to make a comeback. They firmly believed that there would be a chance to respite after the winter. However, Ryan's actions undoubtedly pushed them to the brink of destruction. What awaits this man will be the judgment of death, because he is fighting against the ruling order of Fallen Leaf City that has lasted for thousands of years.

If he succeeds, the rule of Fallen Leaf City will really come to an end.

The prestige of the noble council could no longer withstand the second blow. They were terrified of despair and madness and even began to accept the help of some dark forces.

Despair is always easy to fall into darkness!

The smell of rioting is spreading further, and a violent conflict seems imminent as the law enforcement team takes away their hope, which is equivalent to pushing them to the brink of madness.

Negative emotions are nourishing the forces of evil, and desperate people seem to plan to attack the law enforcement team again.

Lane stopped all this.

He ended all of this with just two words, giving hope to people who were gradually desperate, and temporarily gave up the plan to die.

"pray!"

Ryan said these two words, and then many people fell silent.

Then, he swaggered and let the law enforcement team take him away, because he knew that the noble council could not stop all this from coming.

The power of prayer will bring their faith and prayers to that lord!

Maybe one person's prayer can't tell the Lord what happened here, but the prayers of thousands of people will finally convey everything about the Fallen Leaf City to the Lord.

He will never sit idly by!

Because he is the master of half-elves, the protector of half-elves, and the gods served by half-elves!

Fallen leaves city is being enveloped by a dark force, they have evil purposes, nourishing sin with despair, and then quietly waiting for the destruction of the city, and finally share a gluttonous feast in the destruction.

This is an incomparably rich fruit of evil!

Whether it is for devils, demons, or evil gods, this evil feast can bring them great satisfaction.

Ryan didn't know his next fate.

He can only pin all his hopes on Modo City, on that great Your Excellency, because only He can save Fallen Leaf City, and only He can save the half-elves here.

Chaos is the nutrient that breeds evil, and the evil forces traveling in the material plane finally set their sights on Fallen Leaf City.

winter.

The arrival of winter will be an opportunity, in which hunger and death will bloom the most beautiful and most cruel and ruthless flowers of sin. (To be continued.)