"Sizzle...... Alas!"

After taking a deep breath and sighing, Pierre looked at the snow outside the window and couldn't help but complain: "Isn't the Sad Wind Leader 'North'? Why is it so cold this year!"

In the past, adventurers and mercenaries would deliberately avoid the Black Forest, whether in Sloh or Mendes, 'don't approach the Black Forest easily' is an unspoken rule, except for the hot-blooded young people, few adventurers will enter the Black Forest 'alone' without the escort of the army.

But it hasn't been the same since last year, and after the Sadwind's army took them to open up the Black Forest, and after they raided the Black Forest once, they already liked the 'not too dangerous' place.

Unlike the other adventurers, Pierre's home is in the Wind, but to the south, not in Windtown.

When he was more than ten years old, he failed to join the army, and after his enthusiasm became enthusiastic, he ran to become an adventurer, as a person who grew up in the Sorrowful Wind Territory, he knew the horror of the 'Black Forest', but it was precisely because he grew up in the Sad Wind Territory that he did not have much fear of the Black Forest.

As an adventurer, Pierre had also been to other places, so he naturally knew that the winters in the south of the Mendez continent tended to be colder than in the north, and when he returned to the Sorrowful Wind Territory the year before last, the winter in the Sorrowful Wind Territory was not so cold, at least not as heavy as this year.

And this year's snow is also coming quickly, before the end of the year, the snow has come, and it hailed last night, if it weren't for the fact that everyone is rich this year, and have the money to decorate the house, I'm afraid that hail and snow can collapse a lot of houses.

In the afternoon, the tavern called 'Ice Cod' was still very lively, because the road was closed by heavy snow, not only the adventurers who stayed in Wende City, but also the farmers who were said to have gone to the Black Forest to explore the town, but most of the poor people were in Watch Town, so Wende City was not crowded enough to fit people.

The fire in the tavern is blazing, but if the fire is not hot, it will not work, and this winter is too cold.

There was no one in the Golden Coin Valley anymore, and everyone retreated before the heavy snow closed the mountain, and it was also thanks to the foresight of the maid master, otherwise I don't know how many people would die in the Black Forest before the cold winter came.

"A glass to our merciful and generous, brilliant maid lord!"

In the tavern, a drunken adventurer suddenly climbed onto the table and raised his glass, shouting loudly.

However, unlike usual, neither the tavern owner nor the maid showed a disgusted expression, and the tavern owner even picked up a bottle of wine from a table next to him, and shouted in unison with the people sitting at the table next to him:

"To the maid lord!"

"Long live the maid!"

The tavern maid giggled through the crowd, holding a tray of beers in her hands, swapping her feet, and after turning in circles like a dance, she nimbly avoided the outstretched hand of a mercenary, but not a drop of beer was spilled in the tray.

"Sir, your beer!"

A shout rang out from Pierre, who was leaning over his cheek and watching the commotion, turned his head to see the tavern maid placing the beer on his table.

The girl with two braids passed by Pierre, and the adventurer took a deep breath, "Hmm...... The smell of malt!"

The maid paused, and glared back at Pierre, but Pierre had already stood up, raised her glass and shouted: "Thank you for the wealth and good life that the maid master has brought us, and a glass to the maid master!"

"Poof!"

Pierre glanced at it, but saw only the youthful back of the tavern maid.

The corners of his mouth raised, "Coo-to-goo", and his throat kept swallowing the beer in his stomach, "Cool!"

The tavern was filled with joy and liveliness, but it was not only the tavern that was warm - all the furs from the Black Forest had been tanned as early as autumn, and the maid had already prepared for them, so the tanned furs were distributed.

Not just Wende City, the maid took into account the entire Sadwind Territory and the refugees in the camp.

That's something that has been prepared since last year, last winter froze a lot of people, this is the most shameful thing for the maid, although the precautions have been prepared, but the time is too short to prepare, only time to protect the residents of Wende City.

I don't know how many more people will freeze to death this year, but the lives of the people of the Sad Wind Collar have finally changed for the better.

And thousands of miles away, in the war-torn area of the northern Kolo Kingdom.

Grush stepped aside and watched as a corpse in the alley was carried out by two clerics of the Church of the Reaper, and placed on the boardcar parked by the side of the road, and on that boardwalk, there was the same body of a beggar who had frozen to death.

There were no straw mats, because the Church of the Grim Reaper in this town was not wealthy, and they wore ...... No, the 'tied' is still a few linen clothes, which look very thin.

The two clergymen, as silent as the gods they believed in, pushed the wooden cart away, and Grush watched silently, clutching the books in his hands.

Dead again......

Along the way, in this war-torn place, Grush has seen hunger and death, and has also seen burning, killing and looting, but there is no time when he can feel so weak, standing in the cold wind, his body is wrapped in armor, and he does not feel cold, but his heart seems to be exposed to this cold world.

Grush didn't know what expression to use to face those who froze to death—sadness, pity, or ...... Wrath?

His Majesty Karl once said that the last thing you can do when you walk in this ugly world is to lose the persistence in your heart, whether this 'persistence' is 'justice' or not!

He has great power, but he can't save these poor people......

Grush may now understand why His Majesty Karl and Jean Uther would help those who fell in front of them without hesitation, but turned a blind eye to those who could not be saved.

Most of the 'big guys' in this world are the same - greedy and selfish!

Nobles and merchants, laughing and laughing in castles and villas, eating delicious food, dancing briskly, and sleeping peacefully in the fluffy quilts when they were tired.

No matter how these rulers change, as long as the world does not change substantially, then it is only the rulers who have changed, and those disgusting ugly faces have been replaced by another face.

But 'the worst order is better than no order at all'!

This is a truth that Grush slowly understood after going deep into the war-torn area.

No matter how incompetent and shameless those rulers may be, even if they are greedy enough to infuriate people, in a territory of order, people will not be treated as worthless garbage, will not be easily taken away and turned into slaves, and will not be wantonly slaughtered because 'life is a waste of food'!

Except for the royal army fighting on the front line, most of the rest of the army are this kind of incompetent garbage, and when they encounter the enemy, they will only bully the weak and fear the hard, and under the leadership of their waste-like lords, they may flee because of a single battle, and after the rout, some people dare not go back, and they will become bandits who oppress those poor people.

The wealth of the civilians was 'forcibly expropriated', but after the wealth of the civilians was 'forcibly expropriated', the army did not protect these civilians, and when the enemy army rushed into the village, even the men in the village were drawn to become militia, and only the village of the old and weak women and children was robbed, and there were no 'people' left.

Either they were taken captive, enslaved, or killed on the spot......

Grush didn't see it with his own eyes, but he heard it from one of the refugees he treated.

He realized that some rulers were just a bunch of scum, but they were at least able to protect their people!

In this town, the two bodies that were carried away would probably be buried soon, because no one would ever claim them.

"The country is rotten......"

But in Grush's heart, not only the country, but even the world, is rotten!