After dressing as a villain in Yiyou, she opened her eyes and was in the Shura field

Chapter 250 Weird
Sera waited in the house for a long time, it was getting dark outside, and she didn't see him come back, only the light passing through the crack of the door, and the sound of heavy objects being dragged.

Eric ordered his subordinates to clean up the corpses left on the street and burn them, only to realize that there was another girl left in a house by him.

"Repair in place, light a fire and cook. The strong smell of blood here may attract vampires in the middle of the night. Pay attention to vigilance."

He pushed open the small forgotten door, and the fishy smell faded a lot, but there was still a vague smell lingering in the room.

This made Eric subconsciously vigilant and repelled.

His gaze spotted Sera in the darkness at a glance. She was sleepy waiting in the back, squatting in a corner and fell asleep with her knees hugged. She was very thin and pitiful.

Didn't even notice someone came in.

Eric walked a few steps in, only to find that the fishy smell that hadn't dissipated was coming from the girl, and he stopped suddenly, unwilling to get closer.

Perhaps it was because the mermaid had mated with her during the day that it left such heavy marks that lasted for a long time.

Eric thought so, and an inexplicable memory suddenly popped up.

the mermaid
It seems that it once appeared in Wally, and it turned out that it also found a human spouse?But what's the point of putting her in such a dangerous place?
He frowned, stepped back to the door and stopped, and finally raised his hand to knock on the door.

Not wanting to think too much about things that had nothing to do with him, Eric watched the sleeping girl's shoulders tremble in shock.

Sera turned her head away. Under the hazy light and shadow, the tall and strong man had already turned around, and a calm voice reached her ear, "Get up and go out to eat something. I will send you to the nearest safe village tomorrow morning."

Sierra said thank you, stood up with her hands on the wall, and slowly moved out.

She is indeed showing faint signs of collapse in this body. She has been eating sea fish for so many days, and often has stomach upsets. She is almost out of strength.

There are white-skinned soldiers walking around everywhere outside, and it is not surprising to see a woman here.

How they treated the black slaves and used them in the past, in this captured area, St. Warren's soldiers will treat them.

very fair.

There are many shriveled women like her who look like they have been abused.

The dull hair, thin body, and dirt on his face almost covered up all of Sera's radiance.

She looked around calmly, then found the civilian circle with similar outfits to her, and walked over slowly.

The other party saw that her skirt was made of high-grade fabric but her body was sloppy, so she kindly squeezed out a seat for her and gave her two freshly baked sweet potatoes.

A very old woman, seeing her sickly at a young age, felt pity unconsciously, "Which family are you a lady in distress? You are so hungry after being put on a beautiful dress by them."

For so many days, Sierra had eaten land food other than seafood.

The sweet potato was sweet and soft, and she didn't care about being hot. She took a big bite, and a puff of hot air came out of her mouth, and she took a few more breaths of cold air before eating it into her stomach.

The empty stomach felt much better, and she had the strength to speak, "Over there in Leicestershire."

"It's really far enough to get here." The other party sighed, and handed her a cup of boiling hot water, "Now that we are saved, we can go to the nearest village to settle down tomorrow, and just find a way to contact our family. "

"Thank you." Sera hugged the warm cup, roasted by the warm fire, and felt comfortable all over for a while.

During the period, Eric walked past her several times, either helping to rescue the wounded, or leaning against a few soldiers to discuss the route for tomorrow.

He never once looked back at the civilians, nor did he pay attention to Serra.

She didn't mind about it, she just silently observed the life he was living now.

I also learned from other people that Eric now has a high status in the country and really leads a large army.

He is responsible for cleaning up the St. Warren soldiers who are about to invade the capital, and uses their captives to exchange for his own captives. He will also help kill places where there are newborns passing by.

He didn't hide his identity as a werewolf anymore, and he didn't suffer any unfair treatment because of it.

Everyone agrees on his decisions.

Selah had been thinking about how to ease his pain, and at first she thought of approaching him, as she had done with Rose Hill, and trying to convince everyone to have a good talk.

Now seeing his current form, she wants to change her mind.

Eric was originally just, and her death was a blow to him, but he didn't turn bad. Hunting vampires and provoking racial wars was entirely for the protection of humans and their clansmen.

If the blackening value can only be reduced by one, she should not give him hope, time may wear out the damage she caused him, he did not brand her, he has always been free, as long as the war subsides, everyone will return a normal day.

Before Eric realized that he was looking over, Sera lowered her eyes, turned around and shrank back to the woman next to her.

Yes.

On that invisible negotiating table, Losid had promised her that he would not wantonly treat human beings as food in the sea. As long as the vampires did not do evil, Eric would not interfere in the affairs between the races.

At that negotiating table, there is only one person who needs stability from beginning to end.

It is Rose Hill who has never had sunshine in his heart.

The night king who fought against the royal family in the 14th century and almost died of the black death.

Sierra stared at the flickering flames in front of her eyes, thinking this way, she would have to climb to this capital even if she crawled.

His intention of throwing her out that day was nothing more than accepting the fact that she was playing with the three of them, and sending her out to make her own choice.

I never thought that he would be so generous one day, such a proud person must be very sad.

Eric didn't understand why the girl kept staring at him. He didn't give her a look, but those eyes seemed to take root in his back, and they followed wherever he went, and it was hard to ignore them.

She's the mate of the merman, and she wouldn't like a werewolf.

But this kind of look is very strange, Eric couldn't hold back, and turned to look for her.

But among the crowd of civilians, the soft gaze had already been withdrawn before him, and even the petite body could not be found.

Unconsciously, Eric got up with a water glass and walked over, and then found the girl who was engrossed in eating sweet potatoes.

She was thin, with dry blond hair and a dirty, unremarkable face.

She lowered her eyes, probably feeling that he was standing behind her, her eyelashes trembling, and she didn't turn around to look at him.

With an honest and well-behaved appearance, it seems that the eyes that focused on him just now did not exist at all.

That's weird, why should he care?Eric thought.

He couldn't figure out the reason, and found that the civilians he came to condolence thanked him, and all kinds of noisy words of thanks were stuffed into his ears, but he didn't hear the thank you from the girl.

(End of this chapter)