In the pockets of those corpses only some copper coins were pulled out, and there was nothing of value.
The two men did not sort out too many of these bodies, just to prevent wolves and wild dogs from coming in and resealing that broken door.
When walking out of the mill, George looked at the building in front of him and strangely found that no matter how he messed with it, the name of the mill could not be lit up. He then searched among the notes there and found a hint: [Need to consume divine grace: 50].
[Need to consume divine grace: 50]
''Consume divine grace? It seems that this is the only way to recover it... But the mill is not far from the castle, why can the farmhouses be recovered directly, but the mill needs to consume divine grace?
George scratched his head, feeling a little unhappy about having to 'spend extra money'. But whether by name or distance, it was indeed not considered to be within the boundaries of the asylum either.
''I can only blame the design of the territory in the first place. My ancestors were very ambitious and wanted to build a city in the future with the castle as the center, and then this would be the future grand winery. Even thought about building another manor house specifically for enjoyment here (it's the kind of superb villa that somewhat resembles a castle, not a fortress like a castle). So the mill, although not too far away, is actually part of the outer suburbs.'
Thinking about it, George shook his head, looked at those farmlands not far away and said, "Come on, Alexander."
Next to the mill was the field, and they began to follow what the map showed, clearing away the few zombies that were roaming around. And everywhere they passed, all they saw was a barren landscape.
The 'good' fields had been completely abandoned, the wheat was sparse and there weren't nearly as many weeds.
In addition to being somewhat polluted, it may also be because these fields have been left untended.
Because of the fear of the outside, the territorial people seldom go out after planting. And now in this period, the pest is over the top again, step open your legs and kick inside the grass, there will be a swarm of locusts flying into the sky.
Johannesburg is a small territory, there are not many guards. The only few knights poor can only wear lockets - or the kind without willow nails. Combat power and George, a three-legged cat is not much different. So the old baron can not do much about it.
"The good news is that there have been serious disasters in the last few years, so most of the vines are growing food. The bad news is that it's all fucking trashed, so there's no use for birds... Wooooooooooo~"
"Oy... My shelter... Wooooooooo~"
"Now the matter of cleaning up the territory is not a problem, but the food has become the biggest headache. Do we have to eat grasshoppers? But how can we survive the winter? The territory simply does not have so much salt, meat can not be preserved for too long." George's frown became deeper and deeper, like a village official inspecting the situation in the fields: "We must harvest the grain as soon as possible! It has to be harvested even if it's not ripe! Otherwise, the locusts will ruin everything!"
He looked at the woods in the distance: "And wood, too, for heating, for baking bread, for repairing, for wood and stone! These things must be done as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to work in winter!"
But with just the two of them, these jobs simply can not catch up. Can regularly clean up the surrounding monsters, keep the shelter safe, even if it is good.
"People! I need people!"
He remembered that there are some small villages near the territory, there is time to go to those places as soon as possible to see. If there are people, is tied, but also have to tie them all over!
"And women!" Alexander added, this guy is obviously full of food today: "Women with big asses!"
George rolled his eyes, walked to a slightly drier mound of dirt, shook off the mud on top of his boots, and flipped open the scroll to.
"Chief, there seems to be a wolf nearby." Alexander said.
George hmmm, he noticed, in the previous on the road to look through the scroll, those cunning things have been hanging behind them.
They hid themselves in the mists, but they could smell people.
"Move those two bodies over here." George said, looking at the scrolls again.
Alexander didn't quite understand what the lord wanted, but he moved the two bodies over painfully and rummaged through their pockets.
"Don't rummage..." George's mouth twitched slightly and said, "Quick, cut open their stomachs and pick out their internal organs."
"It stinks!" Alexander said while rummaging through his pockets, and he refused to pick open the corpses.
"Do you still want to eat meat? Tonight you can eat meat, depending on these 'bait'!"
"Fish bait? There is a lake around here?"
"... Hey ~" George sighed, nodded deeply at the big fool in front of him and said, "Yes, there is, do it."
The loyal guards immediately came to life, took out their daggers and did the work.
A fishy smell.
But George was not quite able to smell it, because his body was not much stronger than that smell.
He withdrew his gaze from Alexander and looked into the distant mists, and could not help but suddenly feel some anxiety.
In fact, what he was worried about was not those wolves. Rather, it was the other place on the map - the monastery.
The abandoned monastery.
When he was looking through the map earlier, he noticed the 7 red dots. There was a time when a few red dots inside went outside for a while. After that, they went back.
This behavior was not like a zombie or a wolf.
He couldn't help but think of a word that made people feel a little panic in their hearts: 'demons'.
At some point, they appeared on earth - or maybe they have always walked on earth, but previously in human skin.
Some believe they are related to the mist, the minions of the ancient gods who have not yet fully awakened. But others believe that the demons are not related to the ancient gods, but just happen to appear at the same time as the mist.
But no matter what, their appearance added to the calamity of the ages and made the whole world more chaotic.
'I remember seeing the corpse of a demon once when I was in the church, and it was about the same size as Alexander... Of course, it belonged to a major demon, but even minor demons are hard to deal with - it is said that they can even fish out flames from the lava and throw them at their enemies. Although there won't be any lava in the abbey, something as scary as a demon is not easy for the two of us to handle...''
The top of the roll kept showing that the asylum was [in danger], and even after taking out those zombies, there was no change.
George didn't know whether it was related to the wolves or something in that abbey. But hopefully the threat came from those wolves, not that abbey.
Although the wolves were also hard to deal with as there were indeed quite a few of them...
But the ones that have been hanging behind them by their tails should be manageable...
I guess...
After getting the corpse, two people cat flowed to a field not far away, lying in the somewhat smelly muddy water.
George thought for a moment and suddenly poked Alexander.
"How many wolves can you handle?"
"I can fight ten!" The loyal guard gave the reply the lord wanted.
"Very well, you go get down on the side of the carcass."
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