It All Starts with the Wizard

　　 Suddenly, Roman seemed to glimpse something out of the corner of his eyes. There seemed to be a gray shadow swaying at the base of the castle wall. Roman hurriedly cast his sights, but he still got nothing except the darkness.

　　 "It's not right, it's not right, it's too quiet."

　　 Roman muttered to himself, the current silence formed a strong contrast with the ubiquitous babble before, and the blood stains all over the room made the whole environment extremely gloomy and terrifying.

　　Romain put the Apocalypse close next to him, then stood there and hesitated, but decided to go out to see the situation, but as a last resort, Romain really didn't want to stay in this uncertain castle for a long time.

The inside of the castle is still the same as when it came, and it looked more lifeless under the cover of night. Roman quickly followed the stairs to the gate of the castle. He couldn't hide it anymore. He desperately wanted to know what happened outside. What's up.

　　 gently pushed the door open a gap, Roman squinted his eyes and looked out, as before, quietly, it seems that all the guards are missing.

When Roman saw that there seemed to be no danger, he opened the door and walked out. Just as Roman walked out of the house, the corner of Roman's eyes glanced at a figure in the dim moonlight, and Roman's heart was lifted instantly, Gu Without the pain of his body, he violently drew his waist knife, and left the place as soon as his footsteps jumped. Only then did he look at the figure guardingly.

The figure did not react to Roman's actions. He was still motionless now. Only then did Roman clearly see the guard system on his body, but this did not make Romans relieved, on the contrary, he became more and more nervous. .

I saw a circle around the castle, standing side by side with stiff figures, all of them turned their backs to Roman, facing the wall, their statures were a bit crooked, their arms hanging weakly on their knees, like old people dying, their heads Raising his face at an exaggerated angle almost perpendicular to his neck, as if looking up at the starry sky, all the figures remained motionless in this strange posture.

　　 These people are not only guards, but also aristocratic families living near the castle.

The scene before him made Roman very familiar. After hesitating, Roman still boldly leaned forward and walked behind one of them. This man has neat silver-gray hair, is tall and thin, and is gorgeously dressed. .

It was Ole, and Roman recognized this guy who changed his face faster than flipping a book at a glance, but his expression was completely frozen at this time, his mouth was wide open, there was a trace of saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were blindfolded. There is a white film, and the pupils are no longer visible.

Roman jabbed Ole’s body with the tip of the knife lightly, as if stabbing it on a piece of wood. Suddenly, Ole’s body began to dry and shrivel quickly. Okay, Roman didn’t know how to describe this process accurately, anyway. The whole person has become a pile of wood scum that has been weathered for many years, and only the gorgeous robe has been preserved.

Roman sighed secretly. In fact, he didn't hate Ole, including the other nobles. He was just feeling the fragility and insignificance of life. He rummaged in Ole's robe a few times. Soon, Roman found out. A beautiful black small box was held in his hand and shook. Hearing the sound of the shaking of the contents, Roman twitched the corner of his mouth and revealed a smile.

I lit the high-end cigars in the box and stood beside Ole’s ashes. Roman took a deep breath. It felt like blasting the nicotine of a dozen cigarettes into his lungs, and spitting two or two pots like Sprite. Bored, the mellow feeling almost caused Roman's capillaries to burst.

　　 The smoke whirled back and forth in the mouth, fully contacted with saliva, and then slowly spit out, enjoying the resonance of the mouth and the smoke, Roman felt the satisfaction and comfort that he had missed for a long time, as if even the body pain was temporarily taken away by the dense smoke.

After smoking a third of the cigar in one bite, Roman looked at Ole’s ashes again, and threw the remaining half of the cigar on the clothes piled on Ole’s ashes, burning cigars. Soon the glorious and supple fabric was lit, and a few flames burst out, illuminating the expressionless pale face of Roman.

A plume of smoke rose and hovered in the air, gradually delineating Ole’s gray outline. He looked at Roman and the pile of burning clothes blankly, his lips squirming slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he saw Roman violently. With a wave of his hand, the breeze that was brought up instantly dissipated the smoke, everything was like an illusion, there were only the whistle of flames in the air, and the sculptures that had lost their souls.

Without leaving a word, Roman turned and walked towards the outskirts of the town. Along the way, Roman saw only dead bodies. They all faced the direction of the castle, their eyes were gray, whether they were on the street or hiding in the room. In the middle, whether it is an old man or a child, a human being or an animal.

　　 Roman saw Silen, saw Todd the bald, and saw the son of Old Doctor John. Roman did not stop because of them, as if they were just lifelike sculptures, passing them with expressionless faces. uukanshu.com continued to move forward, and Roman already knew clearly that there was nothing alive in the entire Dora town.

They can say that they died because of themselves. If they didn’t pierce the eyeball and provoke the unknown monster, maybe tomorrow, Dora Town will still be the Dora Town, quiet and peaceful, but how can there be such a thing in the world? What if?

　　 A faint smile began to appear on Roman's face, with a trace of pity and a trace of determination.

　　 There is a voice:

　　 regret it?

of course not!

　　 I do not regret everything I have done, nor will I escape. The world is so unpredictable, and fate is so ruthless. You are ignorant and you are weak, so you can only passively accept death, but I don't want to!

　　 If you hate me, then come to me, or waiting for me in **** is also a good choice, maybe we will meet soon, or we will never see.

　　 I am very grateful to you. It was your death that made me truly recognize myself and the world. Your death paved a new starting point for my life!

Roman did not control his thoughts, allowing his emotions to diverge, even if his thoughts were a bit distorted and perverted, but facing this small town that had gone to death overnight, Roman did not want to forcefully reverse his attitude and suppress his own. Emotion, because this is the truest self, even if he knows that his current thoughts are full of cold blood and selfishness.

Roman admitted that he was a little gaffe, and his emotions were a little difficult to calm down, but this did not make Roman fear and fear emotions. On the contrary, there was an inexplicable excitement lingering in his heart. He couldn't wait to leave this closed town and get into it. Go into the treacherous world!