28. Saints.

Even just a short while ago, Leo and other top-rankers were able to enjoy friendship without any shortage. They were the heroes who defended this city, and it was only natural to receive people's respect. Tens of thousands of people are respected and everyone moves in a word of their own.

However, they were all as loose as a fistula built on sand. One defeat. With only one defeat, they became sinners of heaven and earth and were being chased away by all.

"Dirty things! How much have we tried so far!"

'But with this one defeat, everything flew away.'

Stella, who was listening next door, didn't have to say that. I knew why people were angry in my head, but in my heart she was also miserable. Basement underneath the scenic guild building. It was originally used as a secret warehouse, but is now being used as a hideout for everyone.

There were more than ten people living in rooms that were few in size, not so good in terms of quality of life or mental health, but it was an inevitable choice to live in. There were now people who had completely abandoned their wheels and become beasts outside the city.

"Leo, here..."

Baguette bread that became completely hardened because his men couldn't harden it. A baguette bread that was hard enough to be used as a substitute for blunt force, not a joke, would have been discarded if it were normal, but it wasn't worth it now.

Come on, come on!

I had to eat it with my teeth, and I was slowly called into the saliva. There was an uproar in sentiments, but on the contrary, anger was also rising. This is all because of those Koreans. Because of the Wolf. They ruined everything.

"And I have one more thing to tell you."

"What is it?"

"We ran out of food."

His face hardened for a moment, but soon Leo, who calculated something, sighed with a small sigh.

"Hang in there. We only have two days left. This commotion will settle once and for all. When the time comes, we rebuild the city. I'm raising my claws and feeding those bastards a shot!"

"And… it's a bit of an anxiety situation."

"Are you anxious?"

"Yes, you know, some people don't have free life."

The total number of people in this basement is 27.

Five of them had a subtle five-colored glow. Those who have spare lives. Six out of the remaining 17 have spare lives. The other 16 were people who had nothing. Deadline life after two days. Despite the approaching date of death, the reason they remained silent was because there were no other measures.

If you leave the building like this, all sorts of gruesome things will happen to the people who are ravaged by madness. Women who look a little prettier are already being caught and rolled into sexual slavery, and men are just being killed and killed.

Those who don't have a single life are unfair to their own death, and those who can afford it are slaughtered so they don't die. The man who sneaked out to find out about the situation was shocked enough to see the carpenter's tragedy and remain stuck in the corner for a day. At least if you're here, you can be safer than outside. But that too is only a moment.

'This is how you really die.'

How does it feel to see a watch that shows its lifespan diminish in real time?

I didn't have to ask. Now that I became a party, I felt that feeling better than anyone else. But they also asked him for another chance. All five people were the best. They were much more dominant by number, but after only one Leo, they would be swept away immediately.

Looking at the anxious man's face, Leo shut up for a moment and patted his shoulders.

"I'm sorry."

"……."

"I didn't expect people to be so humble when they got their hopes and expectations in one body."

"… No."

"The grudge of the dead, your sacrifice. On behalf of all of that, I will surely give you the march of justice."

Quuuuuu!

Leo had fascinated everyone with his rather dirty but sharp eyes, firm will, confident attitude to everything, and this unassuming awareness of hesitation or suspicion on his way.

At one time, several people argued for the best position. Among them were smarter, more attractive, and more powerful. But there was this conviction that Leo could come up here after defeating them.

'I'm on the right track! Follow me, everyone!'

A number of people followed Leo because of this conviction that the decision was never to be reversed. If he had been himself only a short time ago, he would have believed Leo's words like this. However, this was not the case now.

"You're the tragedy of all this, aren't you? '

'Why should I ask you to go to a private war....'

'I didn't like it before.'

'I've known you since you single-handedly anointed a drink of youthfulness for extra life!'

The things I used to take for granted just kept coming to mind. The man hurriedly bowed his head and kneeled. If you don't do that, you must be wrong about Leo.

Leo nodded slightly and stroked his shoulder, and after a while, the man turned around and headed to the basement corner. The passage that originally went out of the basement was long blocked by the collapse of the building. This is the only escape route that connects the outside and this place right now.

A colleague who was guarding his front was halfway sleepy and anxious to wake up. Dark circles coming down. Several people, including themselves, were handling all sorts of things, including cleaning, cooking, cleaning, and boundaries in this basement. Of course, it was weird not to get tired.

"Where are you going?"

"Yeah, we should get something to eat."

"It's gross that you're thinking of going out there. Do you have a reason to do that?"

"What are you gonna do if you don't get out? Are you going to be stuck here like this?"

"... It's better to be in here."

A man guarding the entrance to the outside went out to look around once, and saw the hell of this world and couldn't sleep properly. So I was forced to think of my colleague as even more different.

'It's worth it, though.'

This is a man who followed Leo more enthusiastically than anyone else. Until this point, the people in this room who saw him working so hard did not even interfere with him. Of course, even though it took the most reason to die soon enough.

Mosaic profits.

"How long have you been here?"

"It won't take long. I'll get you food and get you home as soon as I can."

"Please come back alive."

A man who bowed his waist and approached the end of the aisle in a step-by-step fashion slowly pushed the stone in front of him to free up space and out, and then returned the stone back to its place. The surrounding area was long overflowing with darkness, and the ruins of the broken buildings were perfectly covering this place.

A man who was also a prosecutor and possessed a particularly hidden skill, fell down and began to crawl into the clasp. There's nothing good about being unnoticed. Now the first is safety, and the second is safety.

"Son of a bitch! He's shining on his back!"

"You, you lunatics! This is just a reflected light! The lights are reflected in the armor!"

"Shut up! Once you kill him, you'll get it all!"

"Waaaaaaah!"

"What a bunch of losers!"

Qaaaaaah!

A huge explosion erupted and splintered nearby, but it didn't even give me an eye. I've seen that happen more than once. If you take off your armor to prove innocence, you aim for the gap and kill it. If you don't take off your armor, kill it with a billy. No matter what happens, I have no choice but to fight.

For a while, the man was able to figure out exactly where hell was.

A man who can't die without being pierced by a weapon. Women spread out naked with dead eyes. When I walked down the street, I suddenly saw snipers flying for no reason or purpose, and brute force killers. Of course, there were some who wanted to preserve human dignity somehow.

However, they did not endure much. In front of a giant bait called "Another Opportunity," he ended up having an internal affair, and his horn dispersed or turned into another criminal gang.

'The only way to get out of this hell....'

A quiet shop where one person does not come. People who came here began to die ignorant of English. More than a hundred gangs have settled down, but no one has approached here since the next day, when all the bodies became cold bodies and disappeared.

However, the man came here without hesitation and applauded lightly.

Come on, come on, come on.

A sputum that spreads quite far. And shortly afterwards, I heard applause on the other side.

Let's go, let's go.

'Whoo.'

A man who wondered if there might be someone else, relaxed and revealed himself without hesitation.

"Sorry I'm late."

"No, there must have been a reason why I had to."

The man in front of him was the Wolf. If anything unusual, his body was seeing another light, a sign of opportunity, and the man was showing the best manners on his knees.

"So you decided?"

"Yes, but would I be okay with this?"

"What do you mean?"

"I once denied his name and asked if I could go under him again..."

"It's okay."

Wolf knelt down in front of the man and held him slightly in his arms.

"It is said that we value one lost sheep more. Anyone can get in the wrong direction with suspicion. But the important thing is to repent later. Haven't you come back this way after all?"

"Ah, ahhh!"

"Don't cry."

Tac.

He knocked on the shoulder like Leo, but it was much warmer and more upright than the chef's. The chef smiles compassionately as he looks at the man with tears in his arms.

'I am not the only one who will send him by his side...' '

If it had been you a long time ago, I would have tried to send this blessed soul right next to him, but not now. For greater mercy, I now knew the benefits of enduring for a moment.

"Then go."

"Wolf could be dangerous! I only have to work for two people.."

"Not two. because there is someone who wants to help the poor lambs."

Since when was he there? Behind the Wolf was a boy who was quite tall. I liked being an oriental, but I didn't mean to say anything about what Wolf said. A group of chefs, servants, and one Frenchman. Strangely enough, this Frenchman was the man who was sent to convince Wolf.

In just a few days, he followed the Wolf sincerely. This was the man I thought was his guide.