The brave man opened the coffin and rose

Chapter 119 Tieflings at the East Gate

Whoever conquers Guanzhong first will be king!

It’s a pity that although the small kingdom of Womuza was torn apart, there was no character like King Huai of Chu, Xiong Xin, to stand up.

Abes, who came to the royal capital alone, could never be mistaken for either Liu Bang or Xiang Yu.

In Abes's own opinion, he agreed to go to the capital only because it was the place mentioned by Kronos' daughter of the Mels family where it was possible to obtain the blessing of the Holy Spirit.

My base is still in Sweet Leaf Town, so I should return to defense immediately after getting the protection.

Otherwise, if the "Crystal Highlands" that I have built were stolen by someone else, I would have to start all over again.

So, for now, I am not the kind of Emperor Gao who is full of vigor and vitality and rushes into Xianyang.

At best, they can be considered as tourists who came to the capital for sightseeing.

It's on the way to Japan.

But after arriving at the east gate of the royal capital, Abes' heart suddenly tightened.

What he truly saw was a crowded and sad hell on earth.

The sight before Abe's eyes was heart-wrenching, and he stared at the tragic scene in disbelief.

The royal capital remained neutral for the time being and no one disturbed it.

Even in the northeast of the small kingdom, because of the powerful General Paddy, the lizardmen in the southeast did not seem to have any intention of advancing deeper or heading north, and a strange peace was maintained.

But this is not the case in other places within the small kingdom. The warlords have begun to disobey the king's orders, and wars and battles of all sizes have been going on for some time.

This result is the reason for the scene that Abes sees now. The square in front of the east gate of the royal capital is crowded with refugees.

Their faces were etched with hunger and pain, their skin was dark and haggard, and their clothes had traces of being burned by the flames. Some were wrapped in bandages, while others had their torn clothes half-opened, revealing horrible wounds.

These refugees, who had fled or broken out from nowhere, were huddled together in the chaos in front of the city gate.

Before, when people could only enter the royal capital but not leave, they still held out some hope.

However, with the emergence of undead creatures, the royal capital's policy changed again, and it completely became a stagnant pool with no one in or out.

But now, they didn't dare to go too far away from the city walls.

Be it the warlords or the undead creatures, they are not capable of fighting against them.

When Abes got closer, he could see that they were struggling for some leftovers, crumbs and running water, competing to lick the food in their hands, even though it was only a meager bite to sustain life.

Many women, carrying their weak children, trembled and squeezed shoulder to shoulder in the crowd, desperately protecting their only remaining hope.

Hope?

Not only can the children not eat and drink, they are also unable to engage in production. Moreover, given the current situation of the small kingdom, or the current situation of the North, it is only a matter of time before it further splits. For the children who are civilians or even refugees, how far can this hope reach?

Some half-grown children also had dust on their faces. They were looking into the distance listlessly, with disappointment and confusion in their eyes.

While Abes was looking around, he also saw several conspicuous figures among the crowd.

The first was an old man covered in scars.

The old man stood trembling in the cold north wind that was cold enough to freeze people to death. His eyes were tired but still firm, as if some kind of fate made him persist.

Next to him, Abes saw the tiefling for the first time.

Devil horns, and that devil red skin.

The long tail hidden behind.

Yes, it was indeed a tiefling.

Although, according to what Kronos told him, Tieflings were not a rare race in the North, but perhaps because they lived in isolation and were more or less excluded, this was the first time Abes had seen this race.

Because they live in isolation, in the southeast, which is mostly small farms, no tieflings have been seen in Sweetleaf Town or among the captives that he rescued from the Lizardmen?

The guy in front of him, if not a tiefling, should be a tall and mighty young man.

But now, he was dressed in tattered clothes, barely wrapped in a piece of black cloth that could not hide his strong muscles and scarred skin.

There were lines on his face, whether they were naturally formed or artificially added.

His eyes were also deep and cold, emitting a chilling light.

His hair was as black as ink, a color that only existed in the three eastern countries. This color was not common in Zhongzhou and the North, but it was a different story among tieflings.

Black and white are extremely common among tieflings. After all, after being refined by the devil's magic essence, not many of their original colors can be retained.

Such wild black hair was scattered on his shoulders in a rather messy manner.

And in the cold wind of the north, these wildly dancing hairs are like a burning dark flame.

As if he noticed someone was staring at him, the tiefling turned his head and raised the corners of his mouth.

The pupil-less eyes combined with that smile looked evil no matter how you looked at them.

After the other person turned around, Abesi saw clearly that what he was wearing on his hands were not gauntlets, but a pair of huge and sturdy handcuffs;

Similarly, what was on the feet was not an anklet, but a pair of shackles.

However, whether it was handcuffs or shackles, the iron chain in the middle that restricted movement had been broken.

Now he looked like a bare-handed monk wearing strange weights.

The Tiefling itself is enough to make people imagine the worst, let alone a Tiefling who may be in shackles, or a Tiefling in shackles that have been broken free.

All kinds of bad words like violence, cruelty, evil, etc. will come out from people's minds.

This is why a circle was vaguely formed around the old man and the tiefling.

Even if there is no feeling, the mind's own imagination alone is enough to cause the body to have various symptoms such as headache, fever, palpitations, chest tightness, etc.

After seeing Abes's gaze, the old man's eyes met with Tiefling's, and they seemed to be communicating something.

Then, the old man smiled slightly and looked at Abes firmly, as if he could see through his wizard robe and realized it was just a disguise.

When Abes passed by, the old man's voice drifted into Abes' ears intentionally or unintentionally.

"Tieflings are not demons, and of course, you are not a wizard...those wizards would not look at this child with such calm eyes."