SCT-Novel Chapter 272 - 271 She has no vital signs. She... is already dead.
Chapter 272 - 271 She has no vital signs. She... is already dead.
Of course, a few people were in a very bad condition, such as a boy’s mother. Before Durandal even went to check, she shook her head.
"She has no vital signs. She... is already dead."
Durandal suspected that the boy actually knew his mother’s condition long ago, but he was unwilling to give up, didn’t want to give up, and wanted Durandal to try.
"No... no, Mama won’t just leave like this! She promised me, she promised me she would come back to the village with me."
Tears flowed uncontrollably. The boy grabbed Durandal’s shoulders and cried, pleading, "Please, please, Sister. Save Mama, save her."
He was very sad, everyone present knew that, but they also understood that Durandal couldn’t grant the boy’s wish. Bringing someone back to life was something even the Seven Gods couldn’t do.
Durandal did not push him away. She just watched the boy plead with her until he was tired and knelt on the ground in despair. She remained silent.
A man who had just been treated by Durandal walked over. He nodded to Durandal and led the boy away, not wanting to trouble Durandal further.
The treatment of a hundred people would take some time. During this time, the first pot of porridge was ready. Although it was just plain porridge, for those who hadn’t eaten for many days, it was an irresistible delicacy.
Durandal had prepared bowls for the women in advance and let them discuss the distribution.
Some people, seeing the food, couldn’t help themselves. They didn’t want to queue and wanted to take more than others. After being refused, they would snatch others’ portions to eat.
Durandal recognized this person. From the moment she arrived at this stronghold, this person had been watching her with extremely greedy eyes, and after seeing her subsequent behavior, the greed in their eyes became more and more obvious.
Previously, she couldn’t be too aggressive, as that would easily make her an enemy of the people here, and she wouldn’t be able to get the information she wanted.
But now it was different; Durandal didn’t need to be as careful with her actions as before. She could make this troublemaker, hidden among the crowd, pay the price.
Kuroda saw Durandal walking towards the man, noticed the killing intent in her eyes, and understood what she wanted to do. She wanted to stop her, but Shiroki held him back.
They had long disliked that guy. That person was very annoying in the village before, and almost no one in the village liked him.
Due to their identities, they were not suitable to act, but Durandal had no such concerns. The villagers present still needed Durandal’s protection, so they certainly wouldn’t cause trouble.
They had also heard some rumors before: that the one who led people to the ward was this scoundrel! Although he vehemently denied it, his guilty look showed that he was definitely involved.
This scoundrel! He was also an accomplice! He also had to be responsible for the villagers who died!
At this moment, Durandal had already arrived in front of that person, kicking him in the leg, directly breaking his bone.
Someone who was such a bully and coward had never experienced such pain, and immediately screamed and fell to the ground.
The people around were startled by this scene. Seeing that it was Durandal doing it, they all abandoned the idea of going up to help and made way.
Of course, there were also some people who wanted to join the commotion. Were these the so-called saints? Durandal had seen such people in light novels, but she didn’t expect them to exist in reality.
Of course, he might not be a saint; he might just have a connection with this person and wanted to use moral blackmail to make Durandal stop.
"...What kind of delusion makes you think I have a good temper?"
"Eh?"
The man hadn’t reacted yet when Durandal placed her hand on his forehead, injecting all the Tatarasuna God’ aura she had just absorbed from the villagers into his body.
The influx of a large amount of Tatarasuna God’ aura made him let out a more agonizing wail than the man. He pleaded, hoping Durandal would forgive him, and swore he would never meddle again.
But Durandal did not forgive. She was already in a bad mood, especially since two Children could not be saved during the treatment just now. She was already angry, and these two had to be the first to cause trouble. Who else would she deal with if not them?
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