The first elementary school student in history

Chapter 91 Mother... Hope

Zhu Weiyu had some headaches, and he felt a little bit like sitting on pins and needles when he was suddenly asked to do so. After all...the other party was much stronger than him. Shooting his little dick was as easy as shooting an elephant. There was really no guarantee.

But things still have to be done, otherwise I will be in trouble. Since the other party said that if they meet, they will respond, then let it go. Anyway, it’s not that I don’t work hard and have bad luck.

But speaking of a certain person's luck has not been very good, not to mention that a big gamble hurts the body, and a certain person has no money to squander; a small gamble is fun... and has never won.Even playing a small game and comparing points with others, I have almost never won. Finally, I threw a 1 in the 100-99 game, and others got 100!

Young man...you are really possessed by a moldy spirit.

So someone never plays games that require luck, he knows he has no luck.He can only win if things other than luck are excluded.

That being the case, let's put it aside to find someone first, my luck is too bad.

...Damn guy, you don't want to do this and just say no, so many circles.

Anyway, someone set out to help little Pamela on her journey to find her family.Elder sister knows where she is, aunt... This tells her that it may make her a little sad to have become an undead, so what about the parents?Where are Pamela's parents?

Zhu Weiyu bit his lips lightly, and rationally told him that little Pamela's parents had...already gone to a wonderful place for "holiday".It's just that glimmer of hope that pushes him to take action. The little girl who has died waits endlessly in the ruins. Even if it's for the sake of innocence and beauty, she still has to give it a try! !

Zhu Weiyu came back to the previous intersection where he met Aunt Pamela. One day has passed... You don't understand the sorrow of Lu Chi!

"Hello! I found little Pamela!" Even with poor eyesight, someone could see the female ghost waiting anxiously at the intersection from a distance.

"Really!" Undead's eyes lit up, and a trace of expectation appeared on his face, "Pamela... is she okay?"

Looking at the expectant "woman" in front of him, Zhu Weiyu's eyes flickered with hesitation, and he became hesitant to speak: "Uh...sorry, she...is the same as you now."

"Oh, no!"

The dead soul's heart was broken, Dou Da's tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes and dissipated into the air, Zhu Weiyu stood there quietly, just waiting quietly.

"Ma'am, may I ask how... how did you become like this?" Zhu Weiyu scratched his head lightly, as if he didn't know what words to use to describe it, for fear of stimulating the other's fragile heart again.

"I don't know either. A lot of undead suddenly appeared in the town where we live, and then I received an entrustment to take care of her two daughters. After that, my life was quite peaceful, but for some reason, another undead appeared suddenly, and then I asked Pamela hid well, and ran away like Silva to attract their attention, I didn't expect... I didn't expect that little Pamela still didn't survive, woo woo woo..."

Silva?who is this
"Then who is Silva? Where are Pamela's parents? Can you find them?"

Aunt Hun didn't answer Zhu Weiyu, she just burst into tears, as if she wanted to vent her inner guilt, and her grief surged violently again, this time Zhu Weiyu still waited quietly.After a long time, the undead continued: "Silva... Silva is Pamela's mother. When the undead came to attack for the first time, she and several other people went to attack the undead for our escape, and then ...she never came back."

Zhu Weiyu's heart suddenly seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, and a picture of parting from life and death seemed to appear in his mind. The mother with a slight smile just watched the children being taken away by her aunt, entrusting her endless hopes and blessings, Although what I did was sure to die, I still had no hesitation.

maternal love……

For some reason, my parents in the real world seemed to gradually appear in my mind...Damn it, why is it blurry!How could such an important memory in my mind be blurred! !

Suddenly, a feeling of sadness welled up in my heart, tears gradually rolled in my eyes, and there was only a silent blessing in my heart - ten thousand, ten thousand!Never! !Must live! !Little Pamela is still waiting for you! ! !
At this moment, someone seemed to understand why when watching the news before, the TV always reported how many people died and how many people were missing. As long as those missing people did not find any trace of death, they were missing!This, envelops everyone's hope, even if that hope is very slim, even if everyone knows in their hearts that they may have gone, but... never give up that shred of hope! !

"What about her father? Didn't come back to take a look for so long?" Someone wiped the corner of his eyes, frowned slightly and continued to ask.

"I don't know... Her father never came back after he went to the front line. My brother is a very powerful paladin. He was the one who protected our town when he was still there, but he was transferred to the front line... for so long There is no news, I guess..."

The dead soul's eyes dimmed. Yes, there has been no news for so long. In this cruel war, how many possibilities are there for surviving?The only possibility is that...he died.

The little boy sighed helplessly. This kind of tragedy is like the one in Yeshi Town, and it is also like countless other families in this kingdom.The war has brought too much pain to this world, is little Pamela the only one?No, she's just one of them.

War, damned war! !

call!It is really difficult to find little Pamela's father from so many people on the front line, but since he is a paladin, he should be fine as long as he asks Fording.At this time, Zhu Weiyu suddenly felt a little relieved, and it was much easier to have a high-level help, no matter where he was...

"So, what was the name of Pamela's father?"

"Joseph! Joseph Redpath!"

"Where's the mother?"

"Sylva!"

"Are there any characteristics?"

"Sylva is a very strong huntress in our town, and her survival skills in the wild are very strong."

Zhu Weiyu lightly pressed the button of a certain machine behind him, then turned on the recording device, wrote down the series of information, and nodded slightly: "Where did Pamela live?"

"Andor Town! Follow this road..."

...the ruthless dividing line...

Old Fording came back, still riding on the horse, but with a completely different expression on his face from before the trip.

That dignified face seemed to have discovered something terrible, as if... it made him preoccupied.

"Salute! Great Lord Fording!"

The outpost welcomed Old Fording again, but no one found it troublesome. Facing such a war hero is what every soldier looks forward to the most in his heart, and being able to meet him three times is simply something that can be boasted to others for a lifetime glory.As for the soldiers who checked Fording... Well, sometimes there is no big difference between soldiers and fanatical fans.

"Great Mr. Fording, is your trip going well?" Barthilas started to greet Fording as usual, and every move was as if he had calculated it accurately, and there was no change at all, but these old Fordings did not Any thought to pay attention.

"Hmm... not bad, it went well."

Old Fording's absent-mindedness can be felt even by the little soldiers on the side, let alone Barthilas.However, no one dared to ask what happened to Old Fording. The disparity in status prevented them from even having the courage to speak up. It was already a lucky thing for Sansheng to be able to stand with Old Fording.

"drive!!"

Old Fording left the outpost, riding his horse galloping in such a hurry, as if he wanted to rush to do something.

The eyes of the soldiers continued to show the fire of worship, watching Old Fording slowly go away and leave.At this time, a voice sounded: "Lord Fording... seems to have encountered some trouble."

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to the source of the sound, none other than Barthilas.

Barthilas said as if talking to himself: "Master Fording is stained with dark power, but there are no traces of fighting... Could it be that he encountered a dead soul?"

Revenant?Master Fording?
That's right, it must be like this, it must be because he encountered a powerful dead soul, that's why Lord Fording is so sad, and that's why he hurried back in such a hurry! !I must go back and find the bishop and pastor to purify it! !

There was a whispering sound in the crowd, and that little voice was like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger.

"The forces of darkness are absolutely not allowed to exist around our outpost!"

"That's right!! Even if it is a dead soul, we are not afraid!!"

An atmosphere of fanaticism gradually spread among the soldiers. The source is unknown, but no one seems to be able to escape.

Barthilas looked at his subordinates, nodded slightly, showed a smile, and then waved his hand: "That's right! The power of darkness is absolutely not allowed to exist around our outpost, even for dead souls. We As soldiers of the kingdom, as soldiers protecting the civilians, we must fulfill our due responsibilities! Following the traces of Lord Fording's arrival, we will look for that evil creature!! Holy light will protect us!"

"The Holy Light is on!!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, and then went back to prepare their bags. This was not the first time they had carried out such a short-term search, otherwise the surroundings of the outpost would never have been so peaceful.Everyone was doing their own thing quietly, like a precision machine, the whole outpost started to move.

Barthilas stood on the outpost, looking at the soldiers below who didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts. Standing there for a long time, the expression on his face seemed to be frozen for thousands of years, without any change.

"It's...time to do something." Barthilas murmured to himself in a low voice, and then turned around.

Hidden in darkness.

(End of this chapter)