In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

Theresa turned her head and asked the big green cat beside her.

Among those present, she was perhaps the only one who was most sensitive to these things. She was also the first to realize that this matter was unusual and asked Theresa to seal off Kazdel to prevent the disaster from spreading.

But it turned out that the other party didn't seem to care about this at all. It seemed that the other party was deliberately tormenting them. Even if the city was not closed, He would not leave, nor would He let them leave.

Those who truly wrestle with Him are not here yet...

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I..."

Hearing Theresa's question, Kal'tsit's expression became even more guilty.

When Theresa gave her this task, she started researching it right away, but... it's a pity that even today, she hasn't been able to figure it out.

Not to mention the formation and avoidance of monsters, she didn't even have an idea of ​​how everyone was going to survive.

The enemy and she are not on the same level at all!

"I understand... Don't feel guilty, Kelsey. Just do your best."

Theresa's voice was soft and gentle, not forcing the other person at all.

But it was this kind of considerate tenderness that made Kal'tsit feel even more guilty.

At this point in the meeting, the only thing left to do was to raise questions... They had no idea how to solve them.

At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly arose outside the conference room, attracting the attention of several people in the room.

They looked at each other, then frowned and stood up.

Come to the door and push open the wooden door...

"What happened?"

Kal'tsit asked the question first, her sharp eyes looking straight at the refugees gathered here.

The banshee guards beside her were as calm as ever, and they bowed slightly to Theresa and the Lord who was half a step behind her.

"Your Highness..."

The refugees gritted their teeth and spoke in low voices.

Most of them were pale and thin, and a strong sense of unease enveloped all of them, which forced them to come over to ask Theresa.

"When will we be rescued? Why haven't our family members in other shelters responded yet? When will the supplies be delivered?"

The leader spoke first and asked three questions in a row, leaving Theresa speechless for a long time.

Seeing this, Kal'tsit frowned and immediately spoke.

"These are not things you should worry about... Instead of wasting time questioning His Highness, why don't you do something you can do?"

"But……"

The refugees gritted their teeth.

Of course they knew that these matters had nothing to do with them, and they also knew that with their own abilities, even if they asked, they would probably not get any results. But the problem was that they had to come out and ask.

In this week, too many people have passed away, perhaps due to illness, or due to serious injuries...

The deaths happened so frequently that even this group of Sarkaz didn't know how to deal with it.

Their current inquiries were not so much about wanting to get an answer from Theresa, but rather about hoping that Theresa could give them a guarantee.

At least, don't let them continue to be confused in this unknown situation...

But this guarantee was undoubtedly unfair to Theresa.

After all, she is the Demon King. Once she makes a promise, it is guaranteed by her status as the Demon King. If she breaks her promise, it will be a severe blow to her authority as the Demon King.

But if you say nothing, it will make people more suspicious.

In other words, it seems that the only thing Theresa can do is to give an answer that satisfies everyone.

But Theresa didn't have the ability to make it happen.

This made Theresa hesitate to respond.

But such silence makes ordinary people feel even more desperate.

After another moment, the leader, as if he had made some kind of decision, slowly stepped forward and knelt on one knee in front of Theresa.

"Your Highness...if you really have no other options...please let us leave."

The reason the shelter was established now was because Tricia forced everyone to stay in it... According to Kal'tsit, the enemies this time were the same type as those summoned before, and they were both extremely contagious.

When ordinary people face these monsters, let alone how much fighting power they have, even if they win, they themselves will be polluted to some extent and may become the next monster at any time.

Theresa forced them to stay here not only to protect them, but more importantly, to prevent the monsters in Kazdel from increasing further.

But... ordinary people don't understand such questions.

In order to prevent unnecessary panic, Theresa deliberately put such issues on hold and did not announce them for the time being.

But in the eyes of others, this concealment was an arrangement made by Theresa to prevent them from leaving.

Even if her people trust her so much, they will still have irrepressible doubts when it comes to life and death.

This problem existed before, but it really broke out at this moment.

This group of people who loyally believed in Theresa did not embarrass Theresa directly, but made their own choice in an extremely tactful way.

They were the ones who wanted to leave on their own initiative. Whether they lived or died afterwards was their own choice and had nothing to do with Theresa.

Now that things have come to this, this is the best response they can make.

They didn't expect too much, they just hoped Theresa could run.

When Kal'tsit noticed this, she gritted her teeth and turned to look at Theresa.

Her mouth opened slightly, trying to persuade Theresa not to allow it.

After all, in her opinion, even if everyone died of starvation or disease here, it would be better than going out and increasing the number of monsters.

but……

She is looking at this from a holistic perspective.

In this world, not everyone can look at things from a holistic perspective.

Theresa hesitated, her pink pupils trembling uncontrollably.

She also wanted to give everyone an answer, but... she couldn't do anything.

"Your Highness..."

When Kal'tsit saw this scene, her lips and teeth, which were about to say something, slowly paused.

After a moment, she lowered her head and said nothing.

Everyone has the right to pursue living... She can certainly use force to stop him, but... she can't let him stay and let him think that this is his own choice.

At this moment, she cannot make choices on behalf of anyone.

"Your Highness..."

Just as Theresa was struggling in pain, another voice came from the crowd nearby.

People didn't say much, just silently looked at the person in front of them, and slowly knelt on one knee.

They didn't need any guarantees, they just hoped that Theresa would let them go.

Let them find their own way out and find their own families.

They had no other thoughts.

Theresa also pursed her lips.

Reason and emotion were swirling in her mind at the same time. She seemed to should agree to the other party's request, but also seemed not to agree.

Strong thoughts hit her mind, making her unable to think of anything at the moment.

In confusion, she raised her head, looked at the many people in front of her who trusted her, looked at their expectant and sad eyes, and murmured.

"I……"

"clatter……"

Theresa was about to speak when the sound of crisp footsteps came over.

The sound of footsteps was not loud, but it was particularly harsh in such a silent environment.

Beyond this sound, even faster, waves of footsteps came in unison.

Listen to the noise...

"The army?"

Kal'tsit and others were stunned, finding it hard to imagine what they heard.

But soon, the neat voice continued to be heard.

One step, one pause.

The metal armor collided with each other, and the coordinated footsteps made only a sound when they moved.

"clatter……"

"Is...is it the army?"

The refugees also heard the sound at this time, turned their heads around in confusion and looked towards the door.

The swaying figure walked towards them step by step calmly under the bow of the banshee guard.

Ramalen's eyes brightened up almost instantly. Theresa beside her had a complicated look in her eyes, but she still smiled with relief.

On the side, the big green cat also looked at it with interest.

And it was under such gaze that the figure slowly stepped forward.

"What happened here?"

She spoke slowly...

……

The news of Maria's return swept through the entire shelter like a storm.

It must be said that in addition to her reputation, Maria also has a high reputation.

After she appeared, the originally shaken people's hearts suddenly calmed down.

Coupled with the arrival of the army, this gave them more confidence for what to do next.

Of course, these are normal human reactions.

At this moment, Maria was attending a meeting with her old acquaintances after a long absence.

Tracy and Theresa sat facing each other, and the combination of Doctor and Kal'tsit corresponded to Maria and Lamaren.

After a few people looked at each other, they exchanged a brief and quick message, and finally Theresa summarized and spoke.

“So… the enemy that caused Kazdel’s current situation is the same one that was summoned originally?”

"It's almost certain that it's the same..."

Maria nodded slightly.

But Theresa became confused again.

"But... according to you, the summoning ritual requires a lot of energy... but before this, we didn't have any..."

Theresa's words were a little confused.

But Maria shook her head slightly.

"Power isn't just about quantity... If you reach a sufficient mass, you can also forcibly summon it."

"Perhaps it's the remnants of what I burned clean, or perhaps they somehow extracted something... but the end result is what we see now. We need to find a way to solve this problem... but the first step is to get the ordinary people out of this battlefield."

Maria could say with certainty that what Godan did was to attract her here... She didn't know whether Godan was preparing for a decisive battle with her or what, but she could be sure that once the battle started, no one here would be able to leave alive!

She needed to find a way to get the others out... Of course, the most important thing was to get Ramalen and the others evacuated safely.

"We've tried to leave, but... it's not the iron gate or anything like that. Every time we lead the team out, we're inexplicably caught in fog. Whether we stand still, move forward or backward, we're always some distance away from the gate... We can't get out."

Theresa's words were extremely helpless. They had tried to take people away, but the final result was always failure.

Even the Doctor and Kal'tsit couldn't understand this.