Chapter 11: Fading Hope
Hubert stopped his walking beast outside the already ruined Temple of the Soul God.
He tied the reins to a pillar at the entrance of the church, which was still somewhat intact, and looked up at the building that no longer resembled its original form.
The mournful cries of crows above the town screeched sharply, seemingly complaining that this human had disturbed their feeding.
Hubert glanced at the skeletal remains crushed beneath the stones and the pervasive stench in the air, and sighed wearily once more.
The mission he had received was to “find the priest of the Soul God.”
Skarre was a nation with a mix of religions, with different religions representing different magical factions.
The Temple of the Soul God also existed in the capital of Skarre, but its priests had already passed away. Investigations revealed that there was also a Temple of the Soul God and priests in this small town on the border of Skarre.
By the time Hubert finally arrived at his destination, outside this church, his last glimmer of hope had vanished along with the collapse of the building.
The Crescent Moon Town had been destroyed by the Blood Crystal Beasts a long time ago.
Most of the residents who had not been killed by the Blood Crystal Beasts had chosen to flee to the big cities, and very few stayed in this small town waiting for death.
The priests of the Soul God must have thought the same.
Hubert picked up a glowing crystal and stepped into the rubble-filled interior of the church.
This was already an impossible task. Hubert lamented that the king would send so many young people to their deaths, including one of his daughters.
“General Hubert, it seems there are still living residents inside!”
Elena, following behind the old general, spoke up.
These words caused Hubert to shudder slightly. He immediately raised the glowing crystal in his hand.
The light completely dispelled the darkness, illuminating a devastated hall and the refugees huddled in the corners.
“People are still alive? That’s great… that’s great…”
General Hubert muttered to himself as he looked at the residents. He had seen too many villages and towns destroyed by the Blood Crystal Beasts on his journey.
Crescent Moon Town was one of the first cities to be destroyed by the Blood Crystal Beasts, but the fact that there were still survivors inside the church was enough to astonish Hubert.
The excitement in Hubert’s heart, which had just surged, disappeared in an instant.
But what use are survivors?
Hubert quickly calmed down. He used the glowing crystal to get a clear look at the survivors in the building.
In the past, Hubert might have said something like, “Don’t worry! The kingdom’s army has come to rescue you!”
But now, Hubert himself was unsure if he could safely return to the capital. He had no extra strength to save these survivors.
“I am Elena, the Seventeenth Princess of the Skarre Kingdom.”
Elena was not as pessimistic as Hubert. She immediately introduced her identity.
The title of princess should naturally have a morale-boosting effect, and she had learned this well!
She hoped to use this method to lift the spirits of these refugees living under the shadow of the Blood Crystal Beasts.
However… no one responded to her.
The refugees looked at their country’s princess with no change in their expressions. Some even silently took a bite of the meat bun they had not finished eating.
The meat buns in their hands were still warm, and the aroma of the meat juices filled the entire church.
Elena wanted to say a few words of encouragement, but her senses were drawn to the delicious smell in the air…
To reach Crescent Moon Town, Elena had eaten dry, salty meat for almost half a month, just a small portion each day.
The food the surviving refugees had seemed much better than dry meat, and not just by a little!
“What are you eating?”
Elena took a deep breath, suppressing the hunger in her stomach, and asked the refugees about their food.
The refugees did not answer Elena, and even the one who was eating a meat bun in front of her quickly stuffed it into his mouth when he heard Elena’s question.
“You don’t need to refuse, Princess Elena.” Hubert spoke up.
“Of course I do need to refuse, General Hubert… I can hold on a little longer.”
Princess Elena still resisted the hunger and pushed the food offered by the refugee back.
“You shouldn’t be stubborn in such a place.”
General Hubert knew that the princess was very stubborn in certain aspects, including her attitude towards the people.
In peacetime, this attitude would be deeply loved by the people, but in such a desperate situation, sticking to her principles… aside from thinking the princess had great character, it was just foolish.
“Did you make this?”
Princess Elena ignored General Hubert and, after returning the food to the refugees, inquired about the source of the food.
She could tell at a glance that the living conditions here did not seem capable of producing… such prepared food.
Perhaps it was given by merchants from neighboring countries or a kind-hearted wandering mage’s donation, and so on.
No matter what, it was an opportunity for Elena to obtain food.
“Of course not. This was bestowed upon us by the Messenger of the Thunder God.” The leading refugee answered immediately.
“The Thunder God?”
This answer puzzled Elena a bit. She glanced back at General Hubert, hoping he could provide some advice.
“This should be the Temple of the Soul God… Is there anyone here who is a priest of the Soul God?”
Hubert was not interested in probing where the refugees got their food. The most important thing now was the priest of the Soul God.
As long as they could find the priest of the Soul God, the wounded soldiers under his command still had hope.
“The priest of the Soul God? We have indeed seen one.” The leading refugee said.
“Where is the priest?”
Hubert asked excitedly, but just as his words fell, an eerie screeching sound suddenly came from outside the building.
The last glimmer of hope Hubert had seen was instantly crushed when he heard the sound, as if his heart was gripped tightly by a dead man’s hand.
This bone-chilling and desperate cold.
Everyone present clearly remembered the eerie screeching sound— it was the cry of the Blood Crystal Beasts!
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