Ellie helped with several women.

He is quick-handed and very careful, leaving the best part for the people on duty.

No one objected to this.

The more you work, the more you get, is what everyone recognizes.

What's more, these people on duty are protecting them.

As the temporary captain of the person on duty, Sivarka even ate a chicken leg.

There are not many seasonings, but the stew is very stewed and it is delicious enough with steaming soup.

Especially when Ellie gave him the heart, Sivarka's heart was warm.

"tasty!"

After eating the food voraciously, Sivarka said.

The chicken and mashed potatoes like porridge are really delicious.

Some of the saltiness and spicy taste inside made Sivarka feel the days of a mercenary.

Miss very much.

But you will not forget your current responsibilities because of nostalgia.

"Leave it to you, Ellie."

After handing the cutlery to Ellie, Sivarka stood up and looked at his subordinates behind him.

The subordinates at this time are different from the few people in the morning.

Some brothers from the church joined in.

Suddenly, the number of guards exceeded thirty.

Enough to divide into 2-3 teams.

Most importantly: These brothers from the church brought weapons!

No longer a kitchen knife, wooden stick and a quickly damaged mezzanine.

But the real long sword, bow and arrow and grenade.

This gave Sivarka more confidence to protect Ellie.

"Okay, captain."

The guards mixed with the indigenous people of the Lower Seventh Ring Road shantytown and the young soldiers of Xika led the army stood up one after another.

They had been resting for a while and had supper, and it was time to replace their colleagues.

Sivarka walked towards his own post first.

This is a "watch tower" built with the materials in the original ruins in the afternoon. Of course, from the outside, it does not look like a watch tower at all, but it has the same function.

“Good dinner.”

As soon as Sivarka climbed to the top of the ruins, Ederson twitched his nose.

The old witch hunter stretched and stood up, giving up the location here to Sivarka.

As the strongest two people in the temporary camp, no one is more suitable to be a lookout hand than the two.

The old witch hunter doesn't mind the job assigned to him.

It does not violate the rules of the witch hunter to trade labor for a place to settle down and food.

What's more, he came to understand the 'Mist'.

Nodding at the old witch hunter, Sivarka, who had said hello, began to scan the surroundings.

"No exception, right?"

Sivarka asked like this.

He knew very well that things would never end like that.

That "anomalous movement" seems to be over.

But what about the Temple of War that suffered losses?

Naturally, I won't do anything on the surface.

But Sivarka, who had served as a deacon in the Dark Hall, knew too well the methods of the Temple of War.

Those people are far more paranoid, crazy, and... cruel than they imagined.

Those guys don't care about morality and law.

What they care about is the glory of the God of War!

In order to maintain the glory of the God of War, they can do anything.

For example: ‘Explore’ a camp where pagans gather.

Even many believers in the Temple of War will be impatient to do this.

Because, the Temple of War God, which has just been affected by the "abnormal movement", is extremely needed to save glory.

The old witch hunter who knew what Sivarka meant, said it very simply.

"Still than imagined."

However, just as the old witch hunter finished speaking, the old witch hunter looked at the height of the place.

There, the fire was extremely conspicuous in the night.

"However, it seems that someone has attracted our attention!"

The old witch hunter judged.

“It is a commercial district close to the noble district.”

"It is also the place where the spies of the 'Holy Detachment' in the Temple of War are most happy to gather."

Sivarka said.

"It is like light and darkness between civilians and nobles?"

"After so many years, those guys have not changed."

"Far less than the simplicity of 'Mist' that is exploring the confusing."

The old witch hunter said as if sighing.

"Do you see through the confusion?"

"Yes."

"I agree with this teaching. Now I see through my confusion. I know very well what I want to do now. I hope to protect those I can protect."

"It's very doctrinal, isn't it?"

"Maybe you think it's a coincidence."

"But I think it's amazing."

"You know, more than a day ago, I was a dumb guy."

"The thing I look forward to most is to come out and let go."

"And now I..."

"I actually decided to take up the sword and fight any invaders to the end in order to protect Ellie."

Sivarka's eyes were gentle when she mentioned the little girl.

When did such tenderness begin?

Maybe it was that cup of hot water.

Or the scarf?

I don't remember it.

Although only a day has passed, he only knows that just watching Ellie grow up safely is the best, and then watching Ellie get married... No, you can't simply hand over Ellie, you have to go through his twelve tests!

In the afternoon, a little brat was staring at Ellie?

no!

Too dangerous!

I have to warn him in a while!

Keep him away from my Ellie!

Sivarka's face suddenly changed when he thought of something inexplicably.

He held the sword's hand and couldn't help but hold it tightly.

Let the old witch hunter silently raise his eyebrows.
To be continued...