The wind blew gently, and the silver moon flags on the castle roared.

Xianyu Port is the only place in the entire continent where the silver moon flag is hung every day, and it is also the only territory that truly belongs to Gray in law.

Early on, Shelley had already held Ritchie's hand and guarded the intersection to the north of the salted fish, waiting for her husband to return.

However, there were only two of them. The whole world was deserted.

The news that Grey is a lich has spread throughout the continent, and everyone knows it. Because Grey is about to return, the residents who can move away in the Salt Fish Harbor have left, and the rest have closed the doors and windows. Not to mention the crowds welcoming, even the streets are empty, as if they have turned into an empty city overnight.

The soldiers guarding the city had left and the maid had been dismissed. After all, no one was willing to join the darkness. When Gray was determined to be a lich, no one seemed to be willing to discuss whether the lich was just.

Strictly speaking, Little Ricci, who is only over one year old now, looks like five or six years old, quietly holding Shelley's hand and standing next to Shelley.

His guardian angel and inducement demons who had disappeared - Delia and Salina hid quietly in the distance. Catherine and Ebold, who were also invisible, quietly suspended in the sky.

The wind blew gently, caressing Shelley's hair and lowering the green grass. She waited quietly, waiting for her husband to return.

"Mom, how long will we have to wait? It's been two days." Ritchie asked with his head raised.

"Are you tired?" Shelley asked.

"No, I'm not tired. I'm just afraid that you will be tired by mom."

Touching Ritchie's little head, Shelley smiled and said softly, "Mom is not tired."

Ricci blinked and continued to look into the distance.

Far from afar, several families pushed the window open a crack and quietly watched the mother and son.

"Will Lord Paladin really come back? What if he really comes back, what should we do?"

"I've been stocking up food for several days. Except for the time after Master Ricky was born, he won't stay for a long time every time he comes back. Don't worry."

"But... I heard that he wanted to sacrifice the entire residents of the Salt Fish Port to the demons."

"Who said that?"

"The aunt at the vegetable market said it when she was buying vegetables two days ago."

"Oh my God! What should I do? Is it still time for us to leave now?"

Time passes by bit by bit.

Finally, far away, the silver moon flag appeared at the top of the hillside, clamoring in the wind.

Shelley's eyes widened.

Soon, Carl rode his horse and appeared on the hillside with the silver moon flag. His bare skull was exposed in the sun.

"Here you come!" The people behind the window covered their mouths in fear.

Shelley seemed a little disappointed, but still smiled, touched Carl's head and said, "Your dad will arrive soon, this is the vanguard."

"Mom." Ritchie asked in a low voice: "It's all skulls, how did you recognize that it's not dad's. Through armor?"

"There is a pull-up ring on the top of your dad's head."

"Pull the ring?"

"Yes, he pretended to be an ordinary skeleton and hung it in Brutu's study to secretly learn magic. The pull ring was left at that time."

"Have you ever seen Dad's true face before?"

Shelley nodded slightly.

"Aren't you afraid? All humans are scared, you are also humans."

"Don't be afraid. Because love has covered my eyes. You are the crystallization of our love." Shelley smiled sweetly while touching Ricci's head.

Ritchie looked at Shelley blankly, silent.

After a while, Ritchie asked in a low voice: "Mom, I have something I have always wanted to ask you."

"You ask."

"Are I really born to you? Like other children. Or, it is purely condensed with magic."

Shelley bent down, kissed Ritchie gently on the forehead, and replied in a low voice: "Of course you were born by your mother. No one in this world can deny it. You are your mother's favorite little baby."

"I love you too, mom." Holding Shelley's hand, Ritchie said ately: "I will protect you. No one can hurt my mom, whether it is the Holy Spirit or the Demon Lord."

"Be good." Shelley gently stroked Ricci's face: "Mom hopes you protect yourself more."

Ritchie smiled and looked at Shelley.

...

"In this world, no one can hurt my mother. No one... can."

...

Ricci slowly opened his eyes and looked at the dark top of the cave with a hint of confusion. He seemed to be still recalling the dream he had just had. He lay motionlessly.

The faint firelight poured into the entrance of the cave shone on his face full of "rotten meat".

Both eyelids have grown again. The left eyeballs have grown, but the right eye is still empty and nothing.

From the moment Ritchie cut off his flesh and blood, his body has been growing wildly, as if he was persistent in trying to restore his original state.

This kind of growth does not require any diet, but is carried out by Ricci's magic. Ricci's magic happens to grow very fast, even to an incredible level. Therefore, the growth of these flesh and blood is also very fast.

However, this speed is not uniform, so that even the eyeballs on Ricci's left eye have grown intact, but there is nothing in his right eye socket.

This is true in most parts of the body.

Now Richie looks like a zombie. However, what is exposed is not carrion, but the newly grown granulation.

Although it looks very similar to rotten meat, it is even more terrifying sometimes.

For example, for people who are bleeding, as long as they bump gently, sometimes they don’t even need to bump, they will bleed. At any time, Ricci is covered in blood.

To be honest, if it were on the northern battlefield, Ricci would definitely endure the severe pain over and over again and scrape off all the granulations.

However, if you are on the road, this approach is obviously less realistic.

In fact, these ungrown pieces of meat will hurt even if they are not scratched, and they will hurt when they move. But for some reason, Ritchie fell in love with this feeling a little.

Maybe it was because of the pain that made him forget something else. After all, physical pain is far away from the pain that cannot be cared for.

"Master! Do you need something to eat? Your servant has prepared delicious food for you!"

A sound came from the entrance of the cave.

Ritchie wrapped herself in the black robe, stood up slowly, and then walked out step by step with the smooth rock wall.

The light is getting brighter and brighter.

What appeared in front of Ritchie was a bonfire. A goblin in a simple robe was respectfully crawling beside the bonfire, holding two pieces of bloody lizard flesh in his hand.

Unlike ordinary goblins, his skin is gray and covered with small bumps. His eyes are much larger than other goblins. In addition, his bloated body, slender hands and feet, and wrinkled face have an indescribable strange feeling.

This is the Abyss Goblin, also known as the "Lost One". A branch of the Goblin.

"Master, this is the lizard that your servant just caught. I hope you like it!" Goblin looked at Ritchie and smiled flatteringly, revealing his mouth full of fangs.

"I said, I'm not your master." Ritchie walked to the Goblin, bent down, picked up one of the lizard meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

The taste was simply disgusting, but for some reason, Ricci was not repulsive. His hand unconsciously stuffed the fishy lizard meat into his mouth bit by bit. What he always remembered in his mind was the delicious food he cooked in his hands in the Salted Fish Port in the past.

There was not even a wind around.

This is the underground world. It is the underground world on the edge of the abyss. Strictly speaking, it is the sphere of influence of the abyss. So even if you leave the cave, except for the place where the bonfire is shining, the surroundings are still dark, and it feels even darker than in the cave.

There is not even a star in the sky, but only the boundless darkness, and the roar of monsters that come from time to time in the darkness.

"No, you are my master. You are the god of death, and Brow is the loyal believer of the god of death." Goblin, named Brow, stared at Ritchie with wide eyes and furious eyes: "You look like a zombie, but Brow knows you are not. Every zombie is full of rotten smell, only you don't have a slight smell of rotten smell, but instead is full of fresh blood. Brow has never seen such a strong smell of blood as you. Please allow Brow to dedicate his soul to you! This is Brow's greatest honor!"

This abyss goblin was rescued by Ritchie from a monster in a canyon two days ago. Since then, he has been following Ritchie without hesitation. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is pestering him.

"I don't need your soul." Ritchie swallowed all the lizard meat, wiped it, and looked at him and said, "You can eat the remaining one by yourself. Take me to Stalagmites City, and you will be free."

"No! Brau doesn't need freedom, Brau needs acceptance of the god of death!" Goblin was anxious and said quickly: "That is the greatest gift to Brau! Brau wants to follow his master all the time!"

Ricky was speechless.

Probably... this is the underground world. The chaotic underground world has its own survival logic, which is completely different from the ground world.

Here, freedom is worthless.

Ritchie whispered: "Your value to me is limited to the road from here to Stalagmites City. I need to know which road is safer. As for later... you will only be more dangerous when you are by my side. I don't have the extra energy to protect you."

"No! Brow is not afraid of danger! What Brow is afraid of is abandoned by his master!" Goblin screamed.

"It's up to you." As he said that, Ricci turned around and wrapped his black robe tightly and left. In a blink of an eye, his figure slowly sank into the darkness.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you! Blau will always be loyal to you!" Goblin struggled to stand up, put the remaining piece of blood-stained lizard meat into his crotch, and then quickly followed with a torch.

The fire slowly moved in the dark world and became the only light in this underground world. It was so thin that it looked like it would disappear at any time.

In fact, at this moment, there was indeed a pair of huge eyes looking at them a kilometer away - an "owl" with a human face.

"A goblin and a zombie? There is no magic fluctuation. The area is normal, start patrolling the next area." He muttered in a sharp voice, and the monster in his face flapped his wings and flew to the other side.

This is December of the third year of Silver Moon.
To be continued...