On the twentieth day, the lord had basically given up on this terrible weather, knowing that he couldn't just sit and wait for death with a fluke mentality, so he assembled an elite team, took out some supplies from the small material storage, and was also equipped with direction-finding equipment. And lighting magic props, raid the nearest city, hoping to spread the news.

Before leaving, the lord handed over the power and the mansion to the priest and asked her to take over his job.

However, only one day later, the lord turned back... Strictly speaking, only the "remains" of the lord came back.

There were as many as [-] elite teams when they set off, but only a few seven or eight returned, and the "remains" they brought back were only the lord's right hand and the ring engraved with the family crest.

According to the surviving soldiers, they encountered a "dragon" attack on the way. Although they fought bravely, they were crushed by the desperate difference in strength. After only a few rounds of fighting, the entire army was almost wiped out, and the rest died. escaped back.

But for some reason, the ice dragon just killed the soldiers who wanted to leave this ghost place, and did not hunt down and kill those who fled back to the city, allowing the remaining soldiers to return to the city successfully.

Because the news was too sensational, the death of the lord would shake everyone's confidence, and the already extremely fragile social order in the city would collapse if one was not careful, so the grief-stricken priest did not announce the lord's death to the outside world.

Because of the snowy weather, almost no one went out to communicate, so this news did not spread under intentional control, which is considered a blessing in misfortune.

The priest gathered the residents of the city in places like hotels, churches, and the Adventurer's Guild, carefully distributed the remaining supplies, and barely supported everyone's survival.

In order to prevent the people from falling into despair, she did not tell the residents the truth that supplies are about to run out, but only called on everyone to cut down on food and clothing.

She also said that she has already contacted the outside world, but the rescue force has not been able to break through the snowstorm for a while, and is mobilizing royal mages from the capital to disperse the natural disaster, so it only needs to hold on for a while.

——This is a lie bubble that can be burst immediately.

However, saying this as a "lord" is indeed very convincing to the residents of the city. After all, in their view, since the "lord" is still here, there is still room for redemption, otherwise the nobles who are willing to die and The big shots have already run away...

Therefore, although the living conditions are very difficult, the city can barely survive, and the residents are not panicked. Places like hotels are even thinking about doing business.

Well, in fact, even if there is no money, the hotel will not drive people out, it just has the idea of ​​"no profit, no profit"... Everyone basically knows each other, so they only ask for money from wealthy people, and ordinary civilians forget it.

Thinking back now, when the three of Jiang Liu entered the hotel, many people cast curious eyes, probably not only because of the appearance of Heber and Alia, but also because they might think that they were adventurers from outside to find their way. .

The reason why the priest dared to tell such a big lie was mainly because she had received the oracle of "the hero descends into the world", and knew that the hero would pass through this city when he went to the capital, so she was betting on whether she could persist until then.

Just yesterday, the lord's mansion and the church had basically run out of food, and the next step would be to kill large livestock such as horses and cattle, but if you continue to think like this, sooner or later you will stop.

The priest felt powerless and gradually despaired. Fortunately, at this time, the previous oracle was fulfilled-Jiang Liu broke through the blizzard and arrived here!

"... That's it. If you don't come, Mr. Brave, I will... woo woo woo!"

"Um..." Jiang Liu wanted to touch his head with his hands at first, but when he thought of his current youth image, which was so much smaller than the other party, the scene was a bit funny, so he hesitated for a while before putting down his hands.

On the contrary, Aaliyah stepped forward and took the hand of the priest Isni, and said to her softly: "Don't worry, we will overcome this desperate situation together."

"Ah, you really are the real Goddess..."

"But what shall we do?"

Heber spread his hands and asked, "Anyway, I can't conjure food out of thin air to feed the whole city."

"This..." Aaliyah hesitated, unable to think of a good solution for a while.

Jiang Liu suddenly smiled: "Aaliyah, open the door to the God Realm."

"what?"

"Let's go to the big cafeteria—the gods can't eat a meal or two without starving to death."

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"Hmm... What a headache, which one should I choose?"

In the dessert area of ​​the big cafeteria, a cute-looking teenager with black hair and black eyes is hesitating.

"Hey... As expected of the work of a god-level chef, no matter which one looks delicious, it is simply a work of art!"

Behind the counter, wearing a chef's hat, the [God of Pastry] raised his mouth slightly: "Oh, hehe, the kid is very knowledgeable, what do you want to eat? Uncle can make it for you."

"Well, it's really confusing, I really want to eat all of these, but I only have one stomach, alas..."

"It's not good to eat too much dessert."

The God of Cakes looked at this young man, and felt vaguely familiar.

There used to be a silver-haired little girl who liked desserts. This young man seemed to be the girl's companion. Remember that he seemed to be a brave man?

Well, it doesn't matter, as long as you like his works, you are a good boy!

"After this, I will go back to the lower world to save the world."

The black-haired boy showed a melancholy expression: "The cuisine of that world... Sigh, I don't know when I will be able to taste such delicious pastries again. When I think of this, I feel extremely bored... It's really sad. "

'This kid really likes my dim sum! '

It feels great to be recognized!

"It's okay," the pastry god smiled amiably, "You can bring a few more pieces, and if you can't eat them, take them to the lower realm, and keep them to eat slowly."

"Hey, won't it break?"

"How is it possible, this is the work of me—[God of Pastry], no, a work of art!

Because they are all made of raw materials produced in the God Realm, they won't break even if they are left for a year! "

"Wow, it's amazing, as expected of a god!"

The longing gaze of the young brave man made the God of Pastry feel very comfortable, and the beards on both sides were raised.

"Then... can I get a little more? I also want more people to enjoy your craftsmanship, no, it's artistic attainments!"

"Of course!"

The God of Pastry waved his hand: "Hahaha, take as much as you can!"

"Then I'm welcome?"

"Go ahead and take it, you're a child, so—eh?"

When he came back to his senses, the pastry god suddenly discovered that there were dark holes on the counter where the pastries were placed, swallowing delicious pastries one after another.

The food was originally prepared for the gods of the God Realm, so the amount is very sufficient, but now it has all disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Looking down, the black-haired boy had disappeared.

The god of pastry turned around in a daze, only to see that the flour, eggs, cream and other raw materials in the back kitchen were also swept away...

Immediately afterwards, doubtful voices came from other counters.

"……what happened?"

Chapter 373: Do it!

All in all, the problem of food shortage has been solved first. Although the gods in the God Realm may have to starve a few meals because of this... But they should feel relieved that they can save so many humans by sacrificing their own rations—probably.

Anyway, Jiang Liu doesn't plan to return to God Realm recently, so let time dilute everything.

After Jiang Liu took out a large amount of food from the dark space and filled a warehouse to the brim, the priest who had been worrying about the residents was finally relieved and almost fell to his knees.

When he recovered, he took Jiang Liu's hand and said desperately, "Thank God" and "Miracle".

Well, it is indeed a miracle in a sense...

After the priest calmed down a bit, everyone came to the warm hall and began to discuss how to solve this incident.

"Has the lord been attacked by a 'dragon'?"

The first to speak was the red-haired goddess Alia: "The dragons in this world are intelligent races, and they have always lived in peace with humans, and they didn't join the demon king this time, right?"

"Yes, Lady Goddess."

The priest nodded: "The dragon clan has never actively attacked us mortal races. If you use gold as a sacrifice, you can even hire the dragon clan to work."

"That's strange, why suddenly... There must be some reason inside."

"We didn't encounter giant dragons when we came in." Jiang Liu calmly analyzed, "Don't they attack indiscriminately, but do they have a certain purpose?"

"Judging from the fact that the dragon hunted down the messenger and the lord's team, but finally let go of the fleeing soldiers... Maybe it was aimed at all those who 'wanted to escape', but ignored us who 'wanted to come in'. "

"Is it only allowed to enter but not to exit?" Jiang Liu sneered, "They are planning to surround this city to death."

Alia asked the priest seriously: "Has this city ever provoked dragons?"

Aristocratic youths who have been brainwashed by reading knight novels, or poor and crazy adventurers, think that if they are lucky, they may kill dragons to gain fame and money-an example of killing dragons for such reasons and then recklessly killing their lives, It's everywhere in this world.

"No," the priest denied sincerely, "Our place is not an important military town or a trading hub, but just an ordinary small town. Adventurers are generally weak, and the lord is also a very quiet nobleman. No one is arrogant enough to provoke a dragon."

"If it's not for you, then it might be the Demon King's Army... In the worst case, the Dragon Clan may have been recruited by the Demon King's Army."

"Oh! This, this..." The priest suddenly became confused, "If we are targeted by a giant dragon, a small place like ours will be powerless to resist!"

Alia and Jiang Liu looked at each other, and the red-haired goddess comforted the priest softly.

"Maybe it's not that serious, maybe it's just a few giant dragons or a branch of the dragon family that were domesticated by the devil."

"Oh, I hope so...but even this is very dangerous." The blond priest looked at Jiang Liu and clasped his hands together, "Master Brave, the only one we can rely on now is you!"

"Well, it's okay, leave it to me."

Jiang Liu nodded calmly: "This is the mission of the brave."

"Ah, I'm really grateful... Maybe I can't help you much, but at least please let us provide you with supplies. If you need us, please feel free to ask."

Although Jiang Liu didn't need any supplies, he still nodded with a smile.

"But the question now is, where is our 'enemy'?"

"...I may have a clue to this question."

"Oh?"

The three of Jiang Liu looked at the priest expectantly. The blond elder sister hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and said.

"I also asked the soldiers who had escaped carefully. Judging from what they described, the giant dragon that attacked them seemed to be an ice dragon with blue and white scales."

Alia and Jiang Liu nodded, not surprised: After all, it was a blizzard that was used to seal the city, isn't it an ice dragon or a fire dragon?

"Coincidentally, there is a high-altitude mountain in the northwest, which is covered with snow and ice for years." The priest continued, "The climate here has always been warm, but that snow-capped mountain is covered by wind and snow all the year round. It looks out of place with the surroundings, so people who live here believe that the [Lord of Winter] lives there.”

"The Lord of Winter?"

"It's just a folklore... probably like the patron saint of winter, it's not a formal belief, it's just a word of mouth."

The priest's voice became deep: "But the most important thing is... Someone once said that he saw a flying dragon on the mountain!"

Jiang Liu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is this it?"

"Although it's just a rumor, that's all I can think of right now." The priest sighed, "Besides this, I really can't think of any connection between this city and the dragon."

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