Chapter 19 Not Worth It

Maribo's long city walls loomed over the verdant fields.

The gathered clouds blocked the setting sun above the sky. In the evening wind, the dusty and tired Arzu came to the civilian area in the east of the city, in front of an old wooden house.

An old woman in ragged clothes lay dying on a wicker chair in the yard in the cold winter evening.

The lanterns hanging under the eaves flickered.

The woman's body was scrawny under her patched linen dress, and her withered cheeks were bloodless, like a dying person.

Arzu crouched down in front of her, staring at the face he saw every day in his childhood.

Memory turns.

At that time, she was young and beautiful, kind-hearted, and took care of herself the most of all aunts. Although she always laughed at her reckless and stupid knightly behavior, she was most like her mother.

After more than 20 years of separation, I was tortured by life to the point of being inhuman!

Her jet-black hair was as white as snow.

"Aunt Odelle?" he called softly to the old man on the wicker chair who seemed to be dying at any moment.

"You, who are you?"

The old woman woke up from her light sleep trembling, and looked at the handsome and mature face emerging from the darkness with surprise.

"Don't you remember me? Big fool of the Burns family."

"Casillas!? How is that possible! After that stinky boy left with Master Cosimo, he never came back. It's been more than 20 years, how is it possible!"

"I'm back, I have another name, Arzu."

Arzu felt a little guilty, and for a long time he devoted himself entirely to the witcher cult.

Forget about past relatives.

She stared blankly for five seconds in disbelief before looking up at him cautiously,

"The mage who summoned that giant centipede on the battlefield of the Dagger War a year ago?"

"it's me."

Last year, when the Witcher Order was thriving, he returned from Liliana's tombstone outside the city, passing the city of Maripo, after decades of absence.

Suddenly it was discovered that the dagger war launched by Prince Maripo and the Archduke of Elland to fight for the throne of King Vizima was still going on and it was getting more and more intense.

Countless people in the two countries were forced to go to the meat grinder of the war, and countless people died.

The people are miserable.

Arzu, who regards saving the common people as his duty, is really unbearable.

In front of the world, he used the Double Cross Summoning Technique for the first time.

Throw a terrifying monster into the battlefield and end the bloody battle.

"So it was you who helped the Prince of Maripo take the throne of Vizima."

The old woman looked at him with complicated eyes. I can't think of anything to think that the stupid boy who used to be turned into such an amazing big man!

After all, he was in his forties, but he looked like a handsome young man in his early thirties.

"Yeah." Arzu nodded tiredly. Who let him be born in Maripo subconsciously helped Prince Maripo defeat Ellander.

"Aunt O'Dell, how did the family get to this point? I've seen it before, and the Burns family mansion is in ruins? Where are the other uncles and aunts, and Oric?"

The old man sat up straight, silently covering his cheeks with withered palms, his voice mourning,

"The Burns family died years ago..."

"Your cousins ​​Olek and Tashke, young and strong, were joined by the Archduke Omen and died in battle before the war was won."

Arzu's expression was solemn.

The two naughty playboys flashed before his eyes again.

Bully yourself often.

But looking back now, he didn't have the slightest resentment, just emotion.

Just so dead.

"As for our big house, last year, the night the Grand Duke of Ellander announced his surrender, it was ransacked by a group of 'thugs' on the night of the carnival, and then burned to ashes by a fire."

"Your two uncles and aunts were burned alive. Five other people and I barely escaped, but we ran out of money, so we had to move to this dilapidated house."

The woman's voice choked,

"Your three uncles,

My aunt was used to living a life of brocade clothing and jade food. She didn't last a few months without food and clothing, and she fell ill and died one after another. I'm the only one left with Zenina. "

"Sheriff, didn't catch the murderer?" Arzu's face was sad.

Although none of those relatives regarded themselves as their own, they supported themselves!

"Carnival night, the two centuries of war are over, the whole city is enjoying themselves, who can pay attention to the security problem. I heard that several families were hurt that night, and they reported the case, but there is no news. Pass it back, and in the end it's over."

Maripo clearly won the war, so why does this human tragedy still happen? !

Arzu's heart tightened quietly, and a sense of sadness permeated.

"After that, in order to subsidize her living, Zenina went to the medical room at the outermost periphery of the Meritelli Temple as a volunteer, treated the injured, changed some food, and came back almost once a week."

The woman leaned back against the cold wall, secretly weeping,

Arzu was in a trance, and flashed in front of his eyes that little face with flying braids and arrogance, which he hadn't seen for many years.

Zenina, who spoiled the eldest lady's temper, actually went to work as a doctor in a dirty and smelly environment, treating and saving people.

Things are really amazing.

Temple Physician.

Liliana's previous work.

The woman took a deep breath and suddenly grabbed Arzu's hand. Her hand was skinny and her skin was as cold as ice.

"Arzu, no, Casillas, you are a big man, the army, the archduke, and the priest will give you face, right? Please go to the medical room outside the temple to help me... Say a few good words to Zenina , let her work a little easier, and let her not suffer again."

"Help me, Casillas," she pleaded, tears rolling down her dry cheeks, "for taking care of you before!"

"Don't worry, Auntie." Arzu wrapped the woman's cold palm in his palm and nodded heavily, "Wait for my good news."

...

The Temple Hospital is just west of Maripo City. Because of two centuries of war and the danger of monsters, there are a large number of wounded and patients every day. It is undisputedly the largest building in the city, and the gate is brightly lit.

Arzu traveled unimpeded all the way.

Outside the splendid and atmospheric buildings outside the temple, black tents form the outer area.

Wandering believers, patients, and priestesses saw his face with black curly hair, brown eyes, and mysterious and expensive rings and amulets.

Immediately into shock.

Bow down and salute, with a respectful and grateful attitude, but also with a little fear.

The dagger war is over, but the Maripo people will never forget the scene where the fateful enemy Ellander's army was smashed by the mage's summons.

He is the benefactor of the entire Principality of Maribo!

"Are you—Lord Arzu?!" A middle-aged priestess wearing a white burqa with a wrinkled face greeted her with an apologetic smile, "What wind brought you here? I'll send someone right away. Inform Archduke Flock!"

"Relax, I'll just take a look." Arzu glanced at her and continued to walk towards the brightly lit tent area, "Where is the treatment room?"

"Are you injured? Let me take you into the temple. Sisters have better medical skills."

"I want to see someone... Dr. Zenina, she's in the outer treatment room."

The priestess froze for a moment, turned her face away abruptly, and took a deep breath, "Please come this way with me."

In a wooden house in the center of the tent, Arzu saw a dozen or so shirtless soldiers with bandages, hairy boys, and old people gathered around the table, playing Gwent cards in full swing.

Seeing the priests and warlocks of the temple, they immediately fell silent,

"Where does Dr. Zenina live?" Al looked around and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The priestess behind him looked ugly.

"You mean Zenina Burns, a former noble lady?"

A person whose face was scratched by the evil ghost, with three claws scabbed on his face, turned his attention to the priestess next to him.

"What are you doing, Lord, have you asked you something?" the priestess reprimanded.

"Ms. Zenina hasn't been here for two days." The soldier with the mole on his left face turned his head hastily, turned his back to the warlock, and winked at the other soldiers, telling them to unify their caliber.

"We were also surprised that we thought she had resigned!"

"Hmph..." Alzu's narrowed eyes shot out a cold light, "Do you think I'm blind?"

He turned his head to look at the priestess, who hesitated, dumbfounded, as if he didn't know how to express it.

"Be honest, where did she go?"

His voice seemed to carry a deep-seated magic through the room with the breeze.

A man with a plaster cast on his left hand suddenly froze, his face was as stiff as a puppet, and he opened his mouth mechanically.

"Zenina is dead..."

this moment.

The temperature in the air dropped suddenly.

Everyone gasped for breath.

Soon to be back to normal.

"Haha..." Arzu laughed suddenly, but this laughter made everyone feel horrified. "Near the Temple of Goddess Meritelli, a lady with high moral character who healed the sick and saved the life, actually died?"

He looked at the priestess behind him, his eyes as sharp as knives,

"explain."

The priestess clasped her hands tightly in front of her lower abdomen, her face pale and dumbfounded.

"Ms. Zenina, I was spoiled by two patients..." The old man with a bandage wrapped around his head looked at the closed door on the left side of the wooden house, and said intermittently, "In order to facilitate the care of the wounded , she slept at night in the room next to this treatment room."

"But three days ago, two men saw that she was beautiful, she was not a priestess of the temple, and she was not protected by Meritelli, so they had evil intentions. They secretly pried open the door in the middle of the night, insulted her, and then sneaked away. ."

"She was so embarrassed that she hanged herself in the ward the next day."

...

There was a long, excruciating silence in the treatment room.

"Where's the corpse?" Arzu's tone was unusually calm, so calm that it made one's heart palpitate.

"In the morgue," the priestess stammered. "You know, several people die in the hospital every day. After the war, most of them were seriously injured by monster attacks."

"Someone injured the doctor near the temple. Why hasn't the slightest bit of information been leaked about such a major accident?"

"I..." The priestess was caught by his burning brown eyes, and her mouth opened, "The priests are worried that the news will affect the reputation of Meritelli Temple, so... But the sheriff is still investigating, No results yet."

"Still investigating? Your doctor is dead, so you just sit and play in your room with peace of mind?" Arzu grinned in an indifferent arc, and his sharp eyes swept through the dozen or so patients in the field one by one, and they all bowed their heads. "With so many of you lying in one room, with so many eyes, didn't any of you spot the atrocity? Go and stop those two beasts!?"

A patient whose chest was covered in purple potion murmured, "Those two guys were as strong as disgusting mutants...and served in the army in Maripo, they threatened me with their eyes, stabbed me, and warned me. ...I'm afraid, I dare not say..."

Arzu tilted his head back and closed his eyes.

The soldier I helped kill a doctor.

"Lord Arzu, I-I can't help..." Another young man with a wooden board fixed to his left leg carefully glanced at the enraged Warlock, "I don't want the other leg to be discounted."

...

"Stop talking, bring back Zeni's body immediately."

"Ah, my lord, it's too late today, is it early?" the priestess asked.

"immediately."

...

After half an hour.

Arzu saw Zenina's body as he wished.

She is not young anymore.

But the pampered life in the past made her look better than most poor people.

At this moment, this clean and beautiful face turned black abnormally, frozen in panic before death.

Bruises all over the body, muscle spasms.

Apparently being treated cruelly.

"Did she heal you?"

Arzu asked slowly.

Everyone bowed their heads and acquiesced, twisting their bodies like sitting on pins and needles.

"Are you worthy of her treatment? The savior dare not lend a helping hand when insulted? There is still a bit of humanity and conscience left in your chest?"

No one answered.

"You know - condoning crime is also an unforgivable sin?"

Several men swallowed hard, and the room was dead silent.

The wizard stared at the priestess.

"Is this the dogma of the goddess Meritelli?"

"Sorry, Master Arzu, but I can't help it, I'm soft-spoken."

The priestess turned pale, with an expression of shame, and squeezed out a tear.

"But with such a respected status as you, as long as you tell the Grand Duke in person, the investigation will result immediately! He will definitely hand over the two prisoners to you immediately! I heard that he will still want to ask you to continue to take action, Attacking the city and looting the land, he will continue to rely on you!"

Arzu stared at Zenina in a trance, as if seeing another face.

The same Temple Physician.

Also died quite painfully.

The object they sacrificed their lives to save also abandoned them.

How similar.

Vaguely, Zenina's bruised cheeks overlapped with Arzu's pretty face that had been gone for decades in his memory.

The patients in the treatment room were horrified.

The distinguished mage actually knelt down in front of the female corpse, gently held her cold and stiff hand, and pressed the back of her hand to her forehead.

"Liliana, is it worth saving such a group of people? Is it worth it to create a safe world without monsters for them?" Arzu stared affectionately at the fantasy face, with a firm tone, shaking his head, this time he finally denied the answer - "Not worth it, they are not worth redemption!"

A slow, long, piercing pain took over his entire body and mind.

With a volley of his palm, a medal of a lily flower that was worn and yellowed appeared in the palm of his hand.

"I'm tired, let's end it."

He murmured nervously, everyone in the treatment room was silent, and before he knew it, his back started to get cold, and the strange energy agitating around the man in front of him created a strange hallucination—

A series of mourning birds' neighs and their voices became louder and louder, and the intertwined reverberation seemed to devour everything.

"Decades later, I finally understand. Humans killed by monsters are less than 1% of those killed by their compatriots."

"Master," the priestess asked tremblingly, shrugging her shoulders, "what are you talking about?"

"Endless wars, greedy desires, ugly crimes, selfish people's hearts...is the biggest cancer in this world."

...

Everyone's eyes widened.

The candle light suddenly went out, and the room sank into a terrifyingly dark silence.

A pair of eyes flashed in the dark.

The raging flames burned in the fireplace in the house, illuminating the whole house brightly.

Boom!

Click!

Outside the gate, dazzling thunder and lightning with arcs of silver and purple illuminate the low night sky and Arzu's face full of tears!

In the treatment room, the Temple of Goddess Meritelli, the whole of Maripo, countless people walked out of the door and looked at the chaos in the dark sky together.

The clouds rolled in the sky, accumulated thicker and thicker, and it was as dark as ink, and the city under the dark clouds became more and more gloomy.

Suddenly, the forked lightning split the gloomy overhead, and the piercing thunder followed one after another.

"Gods!" A gray-haired old man was frightened and incoherent. "Is the end of the world coming?"

Pattering rain shrouded the city in a gust of wind. Dark gray clouds swirled and rolled overhead, tearing a large hole in the sky like a tornado, and countless lightning flashes like cracks in the dry earth poured out, bursting with dazzling thunder.

"Master Arzu, then," the priestess asked as she stared at the sky outside the window, her teeth chattering, "is that your portal? The one on the battlefield a year ago?"

Everyone in the treatment room was stunned, their faces turned pale with fright!

The man in the cast frantically begged for mercy and rushed out the door.

Countless people were so frightened that they ran out of the house and ran around like headless flies.

Outside the treatment room, a cloud of mist exploded, and a cloaked figure jumped out abruptly.

A sword at hand.

The sword light is dazzling.

The man in the plaster cast, who was running wildly, clutched his broken neck and fell to the ground.

In the flying blood flowers.

Roy saw the very familiar words.

Kill Akalin, experience +20, witcher lv13 (200014500)

These human beings are not illusions, this is a real world!

He looked to the sky.

A terrifying creature that covered the sky, like a snake with hundreds of millions of legs, emerged from the depths of the tornado, twisted and wriggled in the sky, and finally landed in the city of Maripo, on the head of the Temple of the Goddess Meritelli. !

The magnificent, sacred and solemn temple was instantly crushed to pieces by the huge animal body, and it was reduced to ruins like a waterfall, heavy rain, and dust and mist.

The earth trembled along with it, and in the wailing sound, countless groups of tiny ants-like humans exploded into flesh!

More people couldn't even scream, they were crushed by the crumbling stone wall, and they died.

The cross-shaped crack closed abruptly, and the dazzling thunder light suddenly disappeared. All that was left was the dark cumulus clouds, the dark city, and the multi-legged beasts whose outlines were occasionally illuminated by spasms of electric light.

It crushed the temple, created a horrific gulf in the city floor to the west, and divided the city in half!

And unstoppable rushed to the military camp in Maripo, as well as the Duke's Palace in the northwest!

The giant centipede can be seen wreaking havoc in the city every time the electric light flickers.

It showed its huge jaws, shrank its body, and crushed the magnificent buildings to the ground.

The emerald venom rained down, corroding everything in its way into mud and white smoke.

The most prosperous XC area has been reduced to purgatory.

Arzu dissipated the protective shield and walked on the cracked Maribo Street, full of chaotic energy, arbitrary lightning, and the saliva that swallowed everything.

Screaming, panic, destruction.

Set him off like a messenger who brings doom!

And he himself, with tears in his eyes, walked towards the death purgatory created by the salivation demon, towards destruction.

"Come back, Arzu..."

Roy with a fluttering white beard, his sleeves agitated, and the invisible magic power smashed into the broken rock of the disciple!

Cosimo fell behind Arzu and grabbed him by the shoulders!

Arzu turned his head, lightning illuminating his pained, twisted face.

"Teacher, the efforts of the past decades are meaningless!"

"Witchers can clean up monsters. But they can't clean up the dark side of people."

"Those ingrained selfishness, greed, cruelty, indifference... are more harmful than countless monsters."

Rumble.

In the thunder, he roared loudly!

"Not worth saving!"

"I'm tired, teacher, I'm going down to find her."

"When you're tired, put it down temporarily and throw away the bondage."

"Leave with me, Arzu. The legacy of my teacher, Joffrey Monk, may allow you to reunite with Liliana."

The old man stretched out his hand towards him, his cloudy eyes, and his old cheeks, just like when he first met many years ago and invited him.

Arzu's footsteps toward his demise were taken aback.

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