Seeing this, the audience immediately broke their defense.

"Damn, doesn't it mean that humanity will win?

"Rick is such a waste as a leader, he can't protect anything!".

"What do you want to win in front of so many powerful races, not even the lowest-level demon race!".

"What the hell is Rick protecting? Is it just going to make the people around him sacrifice and survive?".

"It's so pitiful that Nonna is so young and has lost her father!".

"Hey, hey, Rick can't help it!".

"Isn't it rubbish?"

...

The audience's evaluation plummeted.

Seeing that the little girl Nonna had lost her father's heart-rending appearance, everyone began to ask for Rick, the leader.

Although they knew it was a helpless move.

But that doesn't stop everyone from spraying Rick.

Seeing this, Ou Fu couldn't help but sigh, it seems that everyone has been affected by the grief of the little girl Nonna's dead father!

"Lord Funina, it doesn't matter to you, do you?"

Clorinde asked in a whisper.

"Ahh Of course I'm fine, it's just that the water element in my body is too full, you know, as the god of water, I control the power of water......

".

Funina wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and explained with a pompous smile.

"I see!".

Clorinde was convinced.

The other side.

"Alas~~ Every man has his own family behind him, and after the death of the pillar of the family, only orphans and widows will remain!".

Yae Miko sighed, and even she couldn't help but feel a little sad at this time.

At the same time, she was also very happy to see such an excellent work.

"Miyaji-sama is right, but this is also a helpless move, if Rick doesn't do that, I'm afraid there will be three families broken!".

Kamisato Ayaka said softly.

"That's right!" Yae Miko nodded and said, "Actually, it is the most painful and torturous for those who survive, Rick still has to face the accountability of his relatives who have died, and even say that kind of hurtful words!"

"yes, the little girl Nonna said something like 'Why didn't you die?' very sad for Rick!".

Thinking about it, Yoimiya felt that if he was Rick.

She would have been heartbroken to hear that.

"As the sole leader, I approve of Rick's approach. "

Thoma said with a serious expression.

For Rick, he really admires it.

"Woo~~ Brother, Nonna is so pitiful!".

On the VIP seat on the other side, Lynette couldn't stop her tears from flowing down.

"Hey, sister, that's just a story, there's no need to be so sad, let's laugh a .....

."

In order to make his sister happy, Linny conjured a lot of cards in his hand, and then conjured all kinds of flowers.

It's a pity that Lynette doesn't eat this set at all, and she still looks teary-eyed.

It's so endearing.

Seeing this, Linny was helpless and distressed, so he could only do his best to make his sister happy.

The same situation is Xiangling, but after being sad for a while, it is much better.

Of course, the same is true of Collei, which is more sensual.

Tighnari, who was a master, was in a hurry to comfort him, where did he coax a girl as a forest ranger!

As for Dinazed, not to mention, she has already cried into tears!

Dehya had a headache when she saw it.

Mondstadt's side.

Barbara also looked teary-eyed, and kept praying to Barbatos, the god of wind.

Listen closely, she actually prayed for Nonna.

This made Lisa on the side couldn't help but be a little funny, how could she pray for the characters in the novel!

Meanwhile.

Inside room 4.

Mood +8

Mood +11

Mood +14

......

Listening to the sound of increasing emotional value in his ears, Su Ming couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

It seems that the audience has begun to be 'healed'.

But he won't let go of the opportunity to harvest emotional points.

So he put pen to paper again and wrote:

【“... What for victory? You damn hypocrite!!".

In the small room, Rick roared with anger and sadness.

He kept pounding his fists against the wooden table in front of him and cursing himself.

"You made them lay down their lives!".

"You want him to die!".

"Tell me! You killed it!"

With every heart-rending roar, Rick would desperately pound the table in front of him with his hands.

Guilt and self-inflicted him gradually became crazy.

Even if his hands were scratched by sawdust, he didn't seem to be aware of it.

Only then could he release the breathless pressure.

"I chose to sacrifice him in order to let myself escape!"

"What if it goes on like this?".

"How long is it going to last?".

"Sacrifice 1001 for 999 people?".

"Or do you want to be sacrificed to the last man?".

"When is it going to end?".

"How long are we going to live so humble?"

No one could give Rick an answer, and at this moment Rick broke down and cried.

The latest world map, the distribution of factions, and the goblin strategy.

yes, of course those are important!

It is a major harvest, and their presence or absence can even determine the fate of the 'settlement'.

If you can deduce resources and strongholds, you will no longer be unwittingly intrusive into the front lines of other races.

In addition, they spent more than five years making the map, and they repeatedly conducted "surveys" that were like walking a tightrope.

Start with the nearby area, and then get a rough map of the world.

Repeated updates were made to the danger zone and the resource intelligence that could be obtained, until recently the map finally started to function.

At this point, with the information they brought back today, their maps will be much more credible.

But how many people died for the sake of this map?

"Whew...... Whew, whew, ......".

After some frenzied venting, Rick came back to his senses to find that the table had been broken.

On the fist that smashed the wood, I saw sharp pieces of wood pierce deeply, and blood flowed out.

The hot blood that welled up in the mind cooled down instantly.

Restore calm thinking

Rick asked his heart

Have you had enough?

yes, how can that?

Don't you cry?

yes, if crying could change anything.

So that's enough, right?

yes, of course that's enough, bastard.

I don't have the right to tears.

To stream...... It's better to bleed.

For a scumbag, scum, and liar, that's more appropriate.

Blood-stained hands are more appropriate than noble things like tears.

Rick closed his eyes and pressed his hands to his chest—imagining that image.

- Click.

A heavy voice sounded, and the "lock" was fastened—and that was it.

Restore the same

as usual, in line with the needs of everyone, like a disguise, calculating and ruthless.

But he didn't forget to bring hope to people, and the 'adult' with an iron heart, 'Rick', was completed.

Rick closed his mind, calmed his head, and slowly opened his eyes.

And then—he sighed at the sight of the tragic scene in front of him, the blood-stained table shattered and scattered.

“...... Wood isn't a cheap resource...... Ah~ Damn...... What should I do?".

Rick grumbled as he pulled out the wooden thorns that were stuck in his hands.

He didn't feel any pain—it felt like it was freezing with his cold heart.

"It's hard to make excuses now—no, wait a minute, use these as firewood, which can annihilate the evidence and fill the resources, isn't that killing two birds with one stone?

......

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