"Grofa told me that Master Holmonx has a way of sending adventurers from the outside world back to his homeland, why don't you ask him to send you home?" Roland asked Maria.

"My parents are buried in Akron, I have no relatives in Vares, and I am a little reluctant to leave if I stay here to help Master Holmonx and take care of the poor children who have lost their parents like me." Mary said lightly.

"Miss, you are a noble person, if it were me, I would return to Vares, even if I go back without relatives, at least I can see the sun, and I don't have to go hungry all day long, worrying about being killed by the madmen or becoming insane."

Anthony said it politely, but the implication was that he did not agree with Maria's decision to stay in Akron. He praised Mary for her nobility, but in fact mocked her for her childishness.

Grofa glanced back at Anthony. It was the first time Roland had seen condemnation in his eyes.

"Maria is not a saint, and she wants to go back to her hometown, but she really can't do without it." For reasons that Maria didn't want to say, Grophas spoke for her, "There are nearly two hundred survivors in Vault 13, have you ever wondered where they are going to get enough food to survive? ”

His questioning silenced the crowd, and it was a very real problem.

"Time in Akron is forever stuck in the night, it is impossible to grow food and vegetables, it is impossible to raise livestock, the only crops that the sober can cultivate are mushrooms, if you want to eat meat, there are wandering maniacs outside the door, but the madmen were once people, who can harden their hearts and eat human flesh? What's more, the flesh and blood of the madman has been polluted by the power of the evil god, and long-term consumption will make people go berserk. ”

Grosfa's story reminds Roland of Jessica's family, where Hendrik had to venture out in search of food to feed his hungry wife and daughter, and was killed by a wild pig on his way to Vault 13, while Jessica's mother had to cut her daughter's flesh to eat in order to save her daughter from starvation. These things are sensational, but they are the harsh realities that the "sobers" of Akron face every day. Because of sobriety, the pain of struggling to survive is even stronger.

"You won't live long just by eating mushrooms, and I guess Miss Maria's magic is very helpful in alleviating people's hunger." Roland broke the silence softly.

Gropha nodded, "Maria has used all of her divine slots to prepare two spells, 'Grain Making' and 'Removing Disease', and she must be careful to ensure that the food and water she produces every day can sustain the minimum of people's survival, and free up high-level divine slots for casting." Remove the disease', help those who have worsened the symptoms of madness to relieve their pain, but unfortunately as long as people stay in Akron, tainted by nightmares, it won't be long before the symptoms of madness that are removed will return, Maria is the only priest in the Vault, the only person who can cure the disease and create food out of thin air, it is all up to her, the little girl, to maintain the fragile bottom line of Vault 13, if she leaves, all the other awake people will ......" he continued, For Mary was looking at him with a gentle and stern gaze that prevented him from speaking cruel words.

Lyudmila quietly took Roland's hand. Roland turned his head to look at his girlfriend and noticed that her eyes were red, and she couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart.

Mary was the food provider of the Vault, but she herself was so thin that she was skinny and bone-like, showing that she had been starving for a long time; She was also the only doctor in the vault who could suppress the symptoms of madness, and with a blood-colored thread in her own eyes, it was conceivable that she was not the most urgent patient on her list.

In this nightmare city, it is very difficult for the awake to survive, and they must make the most of their limited resources. Maria is the most important survival resource of Vault 13, she is there or not, it determines people's lives and deaths, and for three whole years of carrying this burden, ordinary people may have already had the idea of escaping, but she insists on it without complaining to this day.

Roland could now fully understand why Colossa was angry. In this nightmare city where the blood moon hangs high, Maria, this thin and ugly girl, is like a beam of sunshine that warms people's hearts, if a person like her is not "noble", who else in the world is worthy of the word "noble"?

"Miss Maria, we carry plenty of food with us, I myself am a priest of Goddess Sindra, and I can also perform the 'Grain Making Technique', you can temporarily relieve the pressure, get something to eat to fill your stomach first, and then treat your madness." Roland pointed to the priestess in the eye and admonished her solemnly, "This matter cannot be delayed, you are the only doctor in the Vault, and if you go crazy like Yusefka, there is no hope for others at all." ”

Maria was unconcerned about her illness, but was shocked by the news he had inadvertently revealed.

"Sister Yusevka...... What's wrong with her? ”

Roland looked away, not knowing how to answer.

"Don't ask, Maria." Seeing Roland's distress, Grofa reached out and touched the forehead of the priestess, using the professional ability of the Holy Warrior to "remove disease".

Maria bit her lip shyly and stood there for treatment until the madness in her eyes subsided.

"Roland, I'll take you to Master Hallmonks, you must have a lot of questions to say to him." Gropha helped Maria straighten her unkempt hair, and turned and walked to the big house in the middle of the courtyard.

Mary followed quickly, naturally hiding in Grofa's shadow, as if this would deepen her intimate contact with Gropha without uneasing his awareness.

Lyudmila looked at their backs, turned her head and exchanged glances with Roland, and smiled knowingly.

Walking into the big house, Roland suddenly thought that he had broken into the elementary school classroom. The room was lined with neat tables and chairs, and at a glance it was full of yellow-skinned "little radish heads", about half boys and girls, most of them with mild or severe symptoms of madness, and a few gray-skinned little ones with webbed fingers, who seemed to be Jessica's kind, the family of the evil gods born in Akron.

These children were sitting neatly as if they were in class, but when they saw Roland and them come in, they couldn't resist their naughty nature, and they came over in a swarm and looked at these strangers curiously. The only local resident among the visitors was not left out by the children. Seven or eight imps surrounded Jessica, affectionately calling "sister".