Spearman’s Growth Story

Several mountain people who are now helping Matthew and Tachibana integrate the team are representative of them. They quickly walked out of the shadows by relying on firm belief.

“…your companion, is this a pagan Heavenly God?”

In the gap between leading the team, a male refugee who was elected trembling with fear approached Tachibana- ―Matthew’s armor looks very similar to the holy capital Knight, so no one has the guts to approach it.

“Heavenly God… well, there is really no problem with that.”

Tachibana nodded.

For her, it’s hard to feel anything about this kind of identity. Her impression of Zhao Huang is that she is a companion and a reliable comrade-in-arms, very difficult to deal with, nothing more.

“God… redemption is here, right? Then where is our god-ahhhh, this is not something to complain to you.”

The chapped lips trembled After that, the man laughed feebly.

“Sorry, we really can’t afford to be able to do this now. Knowing that it was avoided a catastrophe, we finally got our lives back. However, we also lost the place we could go. , It was our last hope…”

They had high hopes for the Holy Capital, but the Holy Capital betrayed all this.

In the eyes of the Lion King, they are simply not there.

However, when the refugees calmed down, different ideas began to grow-all this was not the Lion King’s fault.

“…It’s all that black woman.”

Female refugees don’t at all suppress their voices. She hasn’t considered this kind of thing anymore.

“If she did not show up, Lord Wang, the lion, would definitely let us in. It was she who killed us!”

“How could…!”

On her side, Matthew, subconsciously wanted to refute.

“That’s it?! Lord Wang, the lion, brought down the decree to kill her! You are sinners, you are the one who implicated us!”

“… !”

The hand holding the shield was so hard that the knuckles turned white, and Matthew bit her lower lip, but didn’t know how to argue.

In fact, she had similar thoughts somewhere in her heart.

Could it be that Chaldeans was an enemy of the Holy Capital, which prevented the refugees from entering the city?

Altria’s attack stopped Saint Bale-judging from the results, that’s how it happened.

If she did not stand up then, would things change?

“Yes…”

“That’s it…”

“Yes…”

At the tip of a woman After the call fell, the low response sound came and went one after another.

Compared with strangers who did not know where they came from and confronted the Lion King, they would naturally choose to believe in a more mysterious and prosperous capital.

The team stopped.

The whispering voice became louder, and the team of thousands began to riot.

A pair of eyes full of hatred, looked towards Altria at the end of the team.

Even Zhao Huang was also implicated.

For the wicked who blocked their last life, and the refugees who were forced into a desperate situation, it is natural to curse with the greatest malice.

Actually, the people of the mountain do not have such thoughts in their hearts.

It’s just that they who know divine might and understand that there are gods in these strangers will not show such disrespect that’s all.

Gradually, the refugees reached a consensus. The group consciousness kidnapped the individual consciousness. It immediately became the backbone of the refugees, and became a way for them to vent their anxiety.

They began to yell at Altria and Zhao Huang.

They blushed, and they wanted to rush up to hit someone.

But they dare not. They only dare to scold.

“――”

Squinting, a sword appeared in Altria’s hand.

She is not interested in explaining anything to the refugees. They cannot be expected to understand what the holy spear is. Moreover, even if they could understand, would they believe it?

So, here we should use violence to shut them up.

This is the easiest and most convenient way.