I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

That place seems very interesting... It's a pity.

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Half a day passed slowly, and Du Lin walked from the border of the desert all the way to the city of the chalk wall.

He didn't encounter too many pedestrians along the way... Or in other words, after arriving at this singularity, there were no human beings at all except for the shriveled corpses of the four knights and the crusaders.

However, as the city approached, the footprints on the ground became more and more.

A piece of ashes that has been dry for a long time, the flat land stretches to the city gate at the end a few kilometers away.

There were occasional large stones that were artificially moved for people to rest their feet. Du Lin frowned slightly, staring at the ragged beings hiding in the dark on the stones.

"Come out." He whispered.

Figures in the dark emerged from behind the stone one by one.

There are grown men, thin women, and children, dozens of them are facing him.

"It's actually possible to pass through the place where the crazy guys are ambush..."

"Unbelievable."

"He didn't eat such tender meat."

Although he felt a little speechless after being praised for his skinny skin and tender flesh, Du Lin really couldn't say anything when he saw the skinny refugees in front of him.

Looking at the group of refugees in front of him, their eyes looked at him with a hopeful look that was almost begging.

Just a bunch of civilians, why...

"Your Excellency is here to participate in the Holy Baptist Ceremony? You have such a noble, pure, and innocent posture. There is no doubt that the solemn knight is looking for an existence like you..."

Du Lin: "?"

The Holy Pulling Ceremony seems to have been mentioned in Xiao Mo's lips before.

"I don't know if you have ever been married? Have you ever had children? You can choose from everyone here..." A widowed old man who obviously looked like the boss came out tremblingly.

Du Lin looked dumbfounded: "What are you talking about?"

"You also came to participate in the Holy Baptist Ceremony to become a glorious citizen of Camelot, right? As long as you pass, you can enjoy the treatment of a citizen of the Lion Prince. When you enter the city, you don't have to worry about starvation, killing, or being eaten..."

Du Lin's eyes froze slightly.

In the greenhouse of Chaldea, he was really uncomfortable with the scene in front of him for a while. The hunger and food exchange described in the book appeared before his eyes.

However, these people don't seem to be as crazy as described in the book. According to them, he was lucky to avoid the crazy places he walked through before.

Looking into the distance, Du Lin asked curiously, "Won't the city there be opened for you?"

"That's not true. The benevolent Lion King will send out fair knights every day to select qualified people to enter the city."

Du Lin wondered: "Why are you so sure that I will pass? Since the selection is conditional, I have certain elements in me?"

"Yes, a well-dressed person like you was welcomed into the holy capital yesterday." Someone said.

Du Lin frowned: "Can you still bring people in?"

"I don't know...but please be merciful, my lord! Whether it's a woman or a child, I beg you to take them, even one or two. Just go to the city and let them survive. They can work and keep warm." The bed... I don't need you to donate too much, my lord, I just need you to eat a little leftovers from the alms..."

The begging gaze of the old man, the helpless gaze of the husband, the hopeful look of the woman, the curiosity of the child...

At this moment, Du Lin's body was shrouded in sunlight, as if a 'saint' had descended.

The third update arrives, and the next update is still around 1:22:30.

Chapter 348 Holy Pulling Ceremony (plus 72)

Surrounded by a group of refugees, Du Lin slowly walked several kilometers to the gate of the city of Camelot.

The huge chalk wall that completely cuts off the outside world stands in front of the eyes, and four silver and white knights in armor are guarding there majestically at the gate of the city, and their motionless posture is like a doll.

Lu Shide, a refugee child, popularized these knights as solemn knights for him. After passing the holy ceremony, they will lead them into the city of Camelot.

Du Lin nodded while listening to his popular science.

However, his eyes were attracted by the crowds surrounding the chalk wall. This city standing in the center of the burnt land, compared to the scene of no one in the dry land, this place seems a bit lively.

Some businessmen mixed with the shouts of refugees sounded at the door, and some solemn knights circled and patrolled the automatically formed streets. Occasionally, petty refugees walked past them and lowered their heads subconsciously.Some were caught crying...

All in all, it's a mixed market.

Du Lin asked curiously: "With so many people gathered, are they all waiting for the ceremony called "Sacred Pulling"? "

Except for the army in Orleans, it was the first time he had seen so many mixed people gathered together.

Lu Shide responded with a crisp voice: "Yes, my lord..."

He looked at Du Lin's hand with some doubts.

Du Lin's expression was suddenly embarrassed, and the thin wife also looked a little shy.She kept her head down, like a wife who accepted her fate.Such a weak personality, in a peaceful age, should be the kind of virtuous housewife, right?Durin thought.

He was forced to hold the hand of the child's mother and appeared in the eyes of the innocent child, and looked helplessly at the instigator of all this—the old village chief and the middle-aged man behind him.

It was probably something like a 'voting certificate'. Under the suggestion of the old village chief and the young man, the villagers had a deeper hope for him to vote.

That's right, their eyes silently said 'you are the savior', 'please save the only child and woman in the village'...