The city of Ascatra is burning!

After the collapse of the walls, the surviving meteorite bombardment of the rebels retreated into the city and took refuge in the city's houses, intending to fight the knights with guns and bombs in street battles.

But this plan was also thwarted, and the mage, under the cover of the knight, slowly advanced, and once he encountered a cold gun, he would unleash a fireball spell on the house where the citizens were hiding, setting fire to that house and the neighboring houses, and not rushing to attack, looking indifferently at the fire, relying only on the raging flames to burn the shooters hiding in the houses and the innocent civilians hiding in the houses.

If the attacker does not consider the problem of accidental injury, the street fighting will not slow down the attacker at all.

Using his rifle as a crutch, Jack limped down the burning streets, the fire and smoke gave him a chance to escape, and if it weren't for the fierce fire in the streets behind him, he wouldn't have escaped the knights' pursuit.

It's over, and Jack knows it's all going to end.

He was disappointed, even ashamed, and could not hold out for even a day in the defense of the city.

With the city of Ascatra falling so quickly, will the people who leave by boat be able to safely reach Fish-Man Island after the enemy reacts and mobilizes a fleet to pursue them?

However, under the bombardment of high-level magic, even if a mortal has a gun, he is extremely fragile and has no power to resist.

The walls were so easily blown down, so why spend money and manpower to build them?

Could it be that war is just a game between transcendents, and no matter how many mortals are gathered, they are just piles of sand that transcendents can easily break up without much effort?

Jack is on the run, but he is not running for his life, there is no way to escape the city of Ascatatra, surrounded by 50,000 besieging troops, not a single fly wants to fly out of the city.

He wanted to kill a few more knights with the trolley rifle in his hand before he died, and it was better to kill one or two mages to create chaos and attract enemy soldiers, even if he delayed for an extra second, it was better than dying in vain.

It's a pity that his injuries don't allow him to continue, he has lost too much blood, he doesn't know how many bones have been broken on his body, his physical strength is exhausted with the continuous blood flowing, his eyes are red, and his vision is blurred.

Being able to survive the meteorite bombardment was already considered his luck, and he had the luxury of continuing to fight, without the blessing of the gods, there was no possibility at all.

Only the child of destiny with the blessing of the gods, the adventurer with the aura of heroes, who plays his own role in the script made up by the gods, can survive in a desperate situation and turn defeat into victory.

"Knight, I just saw a wanted criminal flee past my door!"

Faintly, Jack heard someone shouting behind him, summoning enemy soldiers after him.

"My lord, I was coerced, and those madmen threatened to kill all my family if I didn't go crazy with them. I am a devout Losanda believer, and I have never believed in Bredero's nonsense, and now I have finally come to my heart's content, so let me help you, lead the way for you, and destroy all those demonic minions! ”

Jack smiled wryly, he heard who this voice belonged to, it was a wealthy citizen, who owned a shop in the market area of the Temple of Waukin, this man shouted the loudest slogans at the citizens' rallies when the temple of Los Sanda was taxed, he got a Mine rifle during the uprising, and killed a knight of the Knights of the Knights of the Warmest Heart with his own hands, and he even volunteered to defend the city.

Frightened by the terrifying magic, this man lost his rifle and fled home, feeling that he would not save his life by escaping like this, and that he would be liquidated afterwards, so he came up with such a shameless way to protect himself and his family by betraying other rebels.

Even if he was betrayed by a traitor, Jack did not hate him, and in despair, in order to survive, ordinary people always had to find a way to live.

What's more, after the city was broken, there were not a few citizens who immediately surrendered to the knights who entered the city.

Instead, like Jack, there are very few people who are determined to fight until the last moment and never surrender.

"No, Lord Knight, that guy is lying, I'm the real devout one, that guy took part in the riots, killed the knight, and he just fled home from the front......"

"No, no, my lord, don't listen to his nonsense......"

There was an argument from behind, and the guy who betrayed Jack was betrayed by his neighbor a second later, and the argument between the two only delayed Jack's time.

Gritting his teeth, Jack held on to the wall, using his last bit of strength, trying to speed up his pace, but the severe injury made his last efforts come to naught, and his feet went weak, and he fell to the ground, not even having the strength to get up.

Behind him came the footsteps of the heavily armored knights, and the quarrel between the two betrayers ended, ending in a very simple and crude way, with the impatient knight hacking one of them to death at random, leaving the other to lead the way.

Ironically, the man who was hacked to death was a neighbor of the betrayer, and that man was not lying, his report was true, and he did not participate in the uprising or the defense of the city compared to the person who was reported.

The final moment was approaching, Jack leaned his back against the wall, pulled the bullet from his waist bag with a trembling hand, and wanted to reload the rifle in his hand to full ammunition, he could not escape, and it was his last wish to empty the magazine before he died.

The smoke from the burning houses obscured the view, but louder footsteps could be heard at the other end of the street, and Jack raised the muzzle of his gun, waiting for the knights to emerge from the smoke.

Suddenly, the door of the house he was leaning against opened, and a woman rushed out, grabbed him by the collar at the back of his neck, dragged him into the door with great difficulty, and after dragging him into the house, she immediately closed the door.

The woman held the wounded Jack in her arms and pressed her body against the door, as if her weak body could protect Jack and prevent the strong knights from breaking through the door.

The sound of heavy footsteps slowly approached, and the pursuing heavy knights had reached the position where Jack had intended to fight to the death, but their footsteps did not stop, and continued to run forward, running farther and farther, the sound gradually disappeared.

"Thank you......"

Jack spoke weakly, but the woman kissed him on the face, she was trembling and crying, and the tears that kept pouring out even washed away the ashes on Jack's face.

Jack blinked, and with a slight relief, he could see the face of the woman who had saved his life.

"Liz?"

The woman was the wife who was supposed to leave by boat a day earlier.

"No ——!"

Jack groaned in pain, "No, why don't you listen to me? Why quietly disembark? You shouldn't have come back, you shouldn't have come back! ”

"Remember? You jump, I jump too. ”

Liz hugged Jack tightly, dipped her tears in her eyes, wiped the ash from his face, and tried to squeeze out a smile.

"It's different! That's a Shadow story, not reality! No one will come to save us, we will all die! Why can't you live like Rose? ”

"Because this is not a Shadow story...... Liz hugged him and muttered, "I don't have the courage to live alone, I'm not as strong as Rose, I'm sorry ......"