Chapter 425 Forced Protection
Bennett, a girl born in the town of Baboba in the southern mountainous area of Tachia Territory, is about to turn seventeen this year.
Most girls of this age in small towns need to help with housework at home, or work as maids outside to earn money to supplement the family income. Bennett is no exception... She used to work as a handyman in a tailor shop in the town, earning a salary of six silver coins a month.
The job of a handywoman is very hard. She has to get up before dawn to prepare breakfast for the owner's family. After the tailor couple starts work, she has to take care of the children and do housework for the owner. When the tailor couple is too busy, she has to help out. Before closing the tailor shop, she has to clean the inside and outside of the shop... She is never idle all day long.
Even though it was such hard and low-paid work, Bennett could not continue to do it for long - because business in the town was too difficult, the tailor couple was unwilling to pay to hire a handywoman, so they simply hired an apprentice to replace Bennett and sent her back home.
Bennett returned home with a small bag. After experiencing a series of experiences where her family despised her for being a freeloader, other families despised her for being too young to take on the responsibilities of a housewife when they wanted to marry her off, and she was met with setbacks everywhere when she wanted to find a job, she was "fortunately" spotted by the priest who often came to the town to preach and was chosen as a "holy attendant."
Small mountain towns like Baboba Town are far away from big cities. The priests of the Gold Coin Church only come to the town once a year and only deal with the wealthy families in the town. Ordinary people have no chance to see them, let alone pray for blessings.
The priest was different. He always walked around the neighborhoods where poor people lived, generously giving alms to those who asked him for help. Bennett's father's leg was healed by the priest when he broke it while helping someone with bricklaying work.
The fact that such a great and benevolent priest chose Bennett was like redemption for the confused and distressed girl - her family who had despised her suddenly began to pay attention to her, and her mother who always complained about her incompetence and inability to even keep her job also became friendly and enthusiastic, reminding Bennett in words and deeds not to forget her family after becoming a holy servant.
Bennett proudly agreed to his mother's request. She knew that someone in the next block would bring back a lot of good things every year after becoming a holy servant.
Of course, not all holy servants can return home in glory, and Bennett knows this - among those who were taken away by the priest in the past, only a few have returned to the town.
When the families of these people asked about it, the priest told them frankly that it was because they were not pious enough and needed to practice more in the holy land; when the practice was completed, they would not only be able to come back to visit their families, but also bring their families to the holy land.
The priest told people how beautiful, sacred and rich the holy land was, and that anyone who entered the holy land would never be hungry or cold and would always live in happiness.
Bennett yearned for the holy land, and so did her family.
Finally they arrived at the holy land, and everything here did not disappoint Bennett - what a beautiful place it was. Just one look at the beautiful and majestic temple, Bennett couldn't control his excitement and imagined the scene of himself walking there in the future.
Although Bennett's family gave her an unpleasant experience, she did not hold a grudge. She knew how difficult it was for her mother. When she and other girls were assigned to a room with a clean and soft bed, warm and thick quilt, and neat wooden floors, Bennett began to imagine her family living with her in such a beautiful house.
This beautiful dream did not last long.
Bennett, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the terrible and continuous noise. He hastily put on his straw sandals, stumbled and ran out with the panicked crowd to see what was going on. From a distance, he saw the temple collapsed into a rubble of rocks.
Bennett couldn't believe that it was the beautiful temple she had seen half an hour ago, where she would work in the future after becoming a holy servant.
The evening breeze in the holy land was not very strong, but Bennett felt as if his heart was about to be torn into pieces by this gentle yet cold wind.
When people retreated in panic at the sight of the undead in the ruins, only Bennett stood motionless, staring blankly at the temple that collapsed into ruins along with her dreams and hopes.
Anger, grievance, and resentment filled Bennett's heart, which was torn apart by the night wind.
When those horrible undead suddenly ran out of the ruins aggressively, Bennett, who had forgotten what fear was, took the initiative to rush forward, grabbed the arm of one of the undead, and cried out in despair: "What have you done, what have you done? Where is the High Priest? What on earth did you do?!"
The intercepted undead looked at the daring girl with surprise.
"Did you kill the high priest? Then kill me too!" Bennett cried loudly, raised his neck and closed his eyes resignedly.
“KABAKABA?!” (Something came to me on its own?!)
The undead made an unreadable sound to Bennett, crouched slightly, and directly lifted the girl up...
Bennett shuddered as her feet left the ground. The delayed fear made the girl regain some sanity. She opened her eyes and found that she was being carried by the undead and running wildly...
"Quick, quick, catch all these yellow-named NPCs. Don't let them escape. If one of them escapes, 500 reputation points will be deducted!"
Qin Guan ran wildly while carrying Bennett, shouting loudly at his friends.
In a territory war, ordinary players who cannot afford to take valuable prisoners can only earn one or two thousand territory reputation by following the large group, participating in battles honestly and capturing ordinary prisoners. Losing a yellow-named NPC will result in a deduction of 500 points. If more than a few are lost, the players in the Qin Guan Blood Alliance will probably lose a lot of negative reputation!
Qin Guan didn't need to remind them. After seeing the stupid task update prompt, the players had already decided that "no one can be left behind" and surrounded the group of Huang Ming in an outflanking manner.
Several black-robed cultists who were mixed in with the civilians were trying to untie the nylon ties on their companions' hands and feet, but they discovered that the undead had given up on "desecrating" the temple ruins and were rushing towards them. These black-robed cultists were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats .
So many companions were defeated, the leader and the high priest were nowhere to be seen, and even the temple was destroyed. The few remaining black-robed believers did not believe that they could turn the tide.
"Run! These evil undead are going to kill us all! Run!"
One of the black-robed believers shouted cleverly.
Seeing the undead that were several times larger than the human population rushing towards them, the panicked civilians were already frightened out of their wits. When this shout was uttered, the crowd immediately exploded. Men, women, young and old, all screamed and howled like ghosts and ran away like fairies scattering flowers.
The few black-robed cultists who had escaped the net wanted exactly this kind of scene, so they took off their black robes in a hurry during the chaos, blended into the crowd, and ran for their lives towards the canyon exit in a group.
Unfortunately... these few cultists who had created chaos and tried to take advantage of the opportunity to escape, encountered players who had long since mastered the skill of capturing prisoners.
In the fierce gunfire environment of the Middle-earth battlefield, even the elite soldiers of the Kenyan Empire who were targeted by players could not escape, let alone these few extremely conspicuous red-named NPCs mixed in with the yellow-named NPCs?
I was given medicine by someone who had been leading people to open up new land deep in the Tarantan wilderness for a long time, making full use of the terrain to hunt and kill various level 4 and 5 Warcraft BOSSes. Right from the start, he led several teams to block the exit of the canyon.
He pinned down the yellow-named NPCs who were fleeing in his direction in panic, skipping the disarming steps (mainly because the civilians had nothing on them and there was nothing to disarm), and directly tied up their hands and feet and lined them up in the open space next to them. His efficiency was extremely high.
A few cultists who were trying to fish in troubled waters rushed over head-on. The one standing by and directing them, Give Me Medicine, just waved his bone claws and shouted, and the knight player who was tying up the civilians nearby rushed over cleanly and neatly...
Some cultists who escaped the net tried to grab the civilians nearby and use them to shield themselves, but before they could even stretch out their hands, they were cursed by black magic and started to perform slow motion on the spot.
The wizard player casually cast the Slow spell to help capture the prisoners and calmly put down his staff.
Great knights like Wagner Pete were immune to the black magic curse skills released by players, but after being unhorsed, they would still be exhausted by players and become prisoners; these cultists who escaped had no horses and were not immune to rune magic, so it was impossible for them to slip away from players!
The believers who still had some fighting power had no chance of escaping, not to mention the civilians who were generally malnourished. Soon , the fleeing civilians were caught one by one by the players and forced to accept compulsory "protection".
The more clever civilians who knew how to find places to hide were also quickly found by the players' identification skills...
Bennett, the girl who tried to commit suicide in desperation, was carried by the undead and ran around wildly until she felt dizzy and accidentally bit her tongue. When Qin Guan put her down, tied her hands and feet and "displayed" her in the square, she couldn't even make a humming sound.
The civilians who were not as unlucky as her were much more energetic. Some sobbed quietly, some angrily cursed the dead, and some kept praying for God's protection.
When the undead brought back the last few civilians hiding in the buildings and put them together with the people who had been gathered in the square, the woman curled up next to Bennett couldn't help but burst into tears: "It's over, it's over, everyone is going to die, everyone is going to die..."
Many people in the terrified crowd started crying and wailing.
Bennett, who was determined to die, ignored the noisy sounds around him. He just lowered his head in silence, waiting for death to come.
"My mother will be very disappointed in me. My whole family is expecting to enjoy some benefits after I become a holy servant..."
When the dead soul walked into the crowd of people tied up on the ground and the terrified people began to howl miserably, Bennett did not feel fear, but just felt disappointed to think that he had once again violated his family's expectations.
"I was wondering why the atmosphere team didn't show up during the boss battle. Turns out they were waiting for us here."
The players, annoyed by the noise, squatted down in annoyance, staring with their dark eyes, and checked the civilians who were "protected" by them.
A civilian who had escaped by hiding in the bushes and had his arms cut and bleeding, closed his eyes in despair, shrank his neck, and waited for death when two undead squatted in front of him.
The expected pain did not come. Instead, his arm was grabbed by cold bone claws. The burning wound was washed by some cold liquid, and the pain was instantly relieved a lot.
The civilian opened his eyes wide in shock and found two undead surrounding him, one was washing the wound on his injured arm, and the other was holding a bandage and preparing to wrap it around the wound.
civilian:"??"
The two undead spirits skillfully cleaned his wounds, applied medicine, and bandaged him. One of the undead spirits reached out to pinch his chin and poured alchemical potion from a small iron bottle into his mouth.
The herbal ointments and alchemical potions produced by the player's life skills, and the bandages sold by the Undead Chamber of Commerce supply merchants, are not used by the players themselves; but they are useful when completing tasks, so players will carry them with them.
The civilian, whose arms were bandaged and who had been fed a bottle of low-level alchemical potion, watched in shock and bewilderment as the two undead walked up to the woman who had injured her knee while running away, lifted up her trouser leg that was oozing blood, and applied medicine to her knee...
The civilian looked around in confusion and found that none of the undead who walked into the crowd had drawn their weapons. Instead, they were all holding bandages and vials of alchemical potions...
Qin Guan walked past the girl Bennett, who looked numb and waiting to die, and noticed that there was a little blood at the corner of the NPC's mouth and her face was abnormally pale.
After squatting down and observing carefully, Qin Guan found no injuries on the girl. He scratched the bald skull head blankly and simply pinched the chin of the yellow-named NPC. Regardless of whether there was any problem or not, he drank a bottle of alchemy potion first.
The girl stared at him blankly.
Qin Guan didn't notice that the look was any different from that of other NPCs. He drank the potion and observed her again. Seeing that her complexion had regained a little redness, he used the identification spell to confirm that the name of this civilian girl did not have the words "need medical treatment" or "injured" before her name, and then he walked away with peace of mind.
The girl Bennett watched Qin Guan walk away, then looked around stiffly.
No wonder the cries in the crowd became less and less... These undead didn't seem to have the intention of killing them. Instead, they were generously spending alchemical potions to heal the injured.
The girl Bennett looked down at her bound hands and feet, then looked up at the people who were also tied up all over the ground.
When she looked at the undead souls who were treating people's injuries enthusiastically, the small town girl was a little dazed.
