Church of the Kingdom of God.

The judge of the Sun stood in the magnificent hall, and the golden mask on his face reflected a cold luster. After a long silence, his emotional voice rang in the hall.

"Implement the plan and spread the blood plague."

"Great Judge, our plan is not fully prepared. If it is implemented now, it is likely to have an impact on the future plan of arrival. In addition, all the filthy people we scattered in Elland will die, and the arrangements for the past decade will be gone."

"Go and execute, they must be distracted, as long as they can gather all their strength together, we can sweep Eland through the frontal battlefield and then trap them all in Abetus!"

“As you wish!”

A response came from below, and soon the hall returned to silence.

After a while, a depressed breath flashed away. The Sun Judgmenter took off the mask on his face, squeezed it gently and shattered it. The whole face was like a rotating black hole. With the shaking of his body, several shriveled fingers poked out the edge of his cheek, as if he wanted to climb out of the black hole.

"It's not the time yet, I can't leave here..."

After a violent breath, the hall returned to silence again.

At the same time, in various cities of Elland, changes are happening quietly.

Liam City.

Hermann is an ordinary chef in a restaurant. On an ordinary morning, he got out of the warm bed and prepared a hearty breakfast for his family. He came to the restaurant he opened near the harbor early.

In recent times, the situation in Elland has been very unstable, and rumors about war are everywhere, but relatively speaking, Liam City is close to the southern part of Elland, and through trade with the southern waters, life here is relatively stable.

"Good morning, Hermann." The neighbors greeted with a friendly greeting.

"Good morning!"

Hermann raised his hand and he enjoyed his current life, but suddenly, he seemed to hear a strange sound, and his body suddenly froze. At this moment, some kind of power imprisoned in his body was opened, and his heart even paused for a moment.

"Man, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?" asked the person next to you with concern.

"Maybe it was because I didn't sleep well last night." Hermann said vaguely.

"Haha, you are such an enviable guy. If I had such a beautiful wife, I would definitely be like you... I would not have a good rest." The people around me made a joke, but Hermann did not react to this, but entered the room with a blank expression.

No one noticed that when he turned his back to everyone, the expression on Hermann, who was originally honest and simple, had completely changed.

He entered the workshop, changed his clothes, came to the chopping board expressionlessly, then rolled up his sleeves, skillfully shave off the flesh on his arms.

Each piece of meat was just right thin, without blood splattering. When Herman stopped, only a thin layer of flesh on his arm was left, and the rest was neatly placed on the plate by him.

Hermann, who had a pale face, lowered his sleeves, then put the meat on the plate into boiling water expressionlessly, and cooked a broth that was full of color, fragrance and flavor as usual.

The bell at the door sounded lightly, and a guest walked into the restaurant. Hermann skillfully prepared breakfast and delivered the free soup to every customer.

After a busy day, Herman returned home with his tired body. He did not respond to his wife's hint and fell asleep. His wife didn't say anything. She patiently coaxed her two children to sleep, then burned a pot of water, patiently wiped his body clean, and sprayed a little perfume that Herman gave her on the wedding anniversary.

Then climbed onto the bed.

The night outside the window was hazy, and the atmosphere in the room quickly became ambiguous. Amid the rumbling sounds, the young wife approached Hermann and stretched her palm over.

Then, she noticed a little warmth, smelled some fishy wetness in her nose, and through the gaps in the curtains, the woman saw the bright redness of her hands.

Her eyes were enlarged and her chest was undulating, but before she could even scream, the man beside her sat up and stretched out her arms, which were only left with a trace of flesh, and hugged her head tightly.

Click.

Hermann twisted his wife's neck.

Click.

Herman bit his wife's throat.

All that was left in the room was the swallowing sound of wild beasts.

The next morning, Hermann prepared breakfast as usual, and the children were very happy because today's breakfast was extra rich and there was a lot of meat. They ate very happily, but they didn't notice the extra redness in their pupils.

Similar scenes have been staged in many cities in Elland, including doctors, teachers, lawyers, ordinary workers and handicraftsmen.

Several sporadic attacks broke out in some cities, and one party in the conflict bit the other party, but all this was too ordinary and did not attract anyone's attention.

Just like the tranquility before the storm, something accumulates in people's bodies, waiting for a day to explode completely.

…………

Abetus.

"Miss Ruila, it's cold and the wind on the top of the boat is too strong, be careful." The captain's concern sound came from the deck.

"It's okay, I'll just stay on it for a while and take a look at the city." Rhela tightened the scarf on his neck and replied with a squinted eyes facing the wind.

The captain left quietly without saying anything.

In recent days, everyone has encountered other ships on the way back, and has learned some information in sporadically and pieced together all the situations that happened at the Port of Graris that day.

War, attack, rescue.

Everyone understood that the reason why they were able to return to Elland's land alive was because of the girl in front of them and his... powerful and mysterious friend.

Because of this, the attitude of everyone towards Rhela has quietly changed, and there is a vague sense of awe.

"This is such a great city!" Ruila sighed. This was his first time to come to Abetus. The weather was cold in November and the temperature at sea was also very low, but Ruila did not leave, but stood at the bow of the ship until the cargo ship docked.

After entering the port, she encountered many problems. As Sigmun said before separation, due to the war, even after renovation and equipment for food and fresh water, Rhea's cargo ships could not return to Liam City through the western coast.

Nowadays, all shipping must be arranged in a coordinated manner before it can be sent to the designated location. There is no way, Rhela can only find the note left by Sigmun and intends to find a person named Thomas according to the address above to help.

After temporarily setting the crew down, Rilla left the busy and congested port and entered Abetus. After spending money to hire a carriage. After giving the specific address, Rilla noticed that the coachman, who was originally a bit contemptuous because of her dress and accent, changed his previous attitude and became much more polite and attentive.

This made Rilla realize that Mr. Thomas was likely from a prominent family and was considered a person of great origin.

Even after hardships, Abetus is still prosperous. Along the way, Ruila opened a gap in the car window and felt the atmosphere of this city.

But just as the vehicle passed a street corner, when Rhela glanced across the corner of his eyes, he saw a familiar face.

"Wait, stop!" she shouted anxiously, and before the carriage could stop, she quickly rushed out of the car.

"Is it my illusion?" Looking around for a week, Rhela's eyes showed a hint of disappointment.

But at this moment, a slightly familiar voice came from behind her.

"Are you looking for me?"

Rilla turned his head suddenly and exclaimed: "Lawrence!"
Chapter completed!