Xiaomisha originally lived in the city of hecavito near the Angolan mountains.
After the orc invasion, the city of hekavito was defeated in only one day, and her parents had to take her, who was only nine years old, to flee.
On the way, her mother died of an orc poisoned spear, and her father was separated from her in the refugee tide. Finally, the little girl had to follow the other refugees and trudge to lovinia, a border city that was still helping refugees to a certain extent.
Half a broken bowl and a ragged dress are all the property of the little girl whose face is made like the bottom of a pot by dust.
"Don't push, line up, everyone has it!"
The city guards, with their swords on their hilts and in lovinian leather armour, kept shouting the same words at the relief booth as before.
If it had not been for the deterrence of such armed forces, I am afraid that the refugees would have robbed all those boxes of black bread in the relief booth. In fact, before that, there were some bold refugees who organized gangs, killed guards, robbed food and even plundered lovinia.
However, within ten minutes of their action, they were completely defeated by the witch knight in the city. Several leaders were also decapitated and hung by the gate to dry into bacon, warning others not to make such an idea.
As a result, some of the refugees who are upset have no choice but to turn their minds to the weaker ones.
After xiaomisha got her own black bread, several people immediately gathered around and took most of the bread, leaving her less than one fifth of the black bread Or black bread crumbs.
Even if it is resistance, it will only lead to fists and kicks in the end. These days, the face is still with scars, the little girl has been deeply aware of this.
So she can only pitifully shrink to the corner of the wall, quietly swallowing a small piece of dry and tasteless black bread with the river water in the broken bowl.
When will this life be over?
The girl looks at everything in front of her eyes through the long-time untidy bangs.
Chaos, irritability, anxiety, panic Uncomfortable negative emotions were constantly spreading throughout the camp.
As long as the war is not over and the cities belonging to mankind are not recovered, all this will continue.
After drinking the last saliva, the little girl carefully received the half broken bowl into her clothes like a baby.
At this time, the change happened.
There was a sudden commotion in the refugee camp not far to the East. The refugees in that direction suddenly began to run in all directions. This situation was familiar to all refugees. When the orcs broke into their homes, they ran away like this.
But this time it wasn't orcs.
The eastern half of the refugee camp collapsed into the ground, leaving behind a black hole with no bottom.
Then, a hill like thing appeared in front of the panic stricken people.
Rock begets behemoth.
It was like being sprinkled a handful of salt on the wound, and the already unstable emotions of the refugees were ignited.
They screamed, they cried, they ran. The whole camp was in a mess, and even the guards who had planned to support were torn apart by the stream of people without even putting out their formation.
Even if it appeared immediately in the sky, the majestic witch knight who had been fighting for refugee rebels, the flame at this time was weak to the giant beast.
"Ah!"
Xiaomisha slow reaction, just stood up on the ground was directly knocked down. The broken bowl, which she regarded as a treasure, slipped from her clothes and broke into pieces in the girl's frightened eyes.
There was a burning pain from the scratch on her knee, which made the girl's tears fall.
But the long escape showed her that crying won't solve anything.
"No pain at all..."
She snuffled and tried to get up.
By the time she looked up, however, the huge monster of rocks was in front of her.
The huge deterrent force comparable to Longwei made the little girl shiver and couldn't move.
"Oh Dad, mom... "
Seeing that the little girl was about to be crushed into minced meat by a giant beast, a thick ray from a water tank suddenly broke through the thick clouds and fell from the sky. It was like a hammer on the head, and the giant beast was violently blown to the ground, setting off a burst of smoke and dust all over the sky!
Then there was a ray of hope in the eyes of all the refugees and the lovinian garrison.
A large and strange five masted sailboat sailed out of the clouds, pulling out a long cloud of airplanes in the slightly gloomy sky.
It is directly in front of the magic guided gun muzzle still residual magic overload and show red.
On the corner of the magic ship, stood a blue haired girl in a black coat, a pleated skirt and a cape dancing with the wind. She held a metal magic wand in her hand. Her indifferent poker face was matched with bright yellow eyes, which gave people a cold feeling of being aloof and not eating people's fireworks.There are seven people standing on both sides of the v.
On her right, there are teenagers in white mage robe and a Scottish cap on her head. The power field sword in her hand is like a huge lightsaber, which is full of translucent pale gold light; the golden haired youth with a pair of crystal glasses on her face and a kind smile; and a purple mage Robe, slightly fat, with armpits A young man with a long wooden stick, I don't know whether it's a civilization stick or a magic wand.
On her left, there are red haired girls in green mage's robes and red vest on the outside; girls in green mage's robes with a mysterious bracelet on her hand and a long wooden stick on her hands; and a young girl in silver half length Rune armor holding a beheaded sword with a little magic light shining on its body.
As the ship sped to the ground, the clouds were cut apart by their sides, and the atmosphere made a piercing sound of breaking through the air because of the vibration.
Even so, from the beginning to the end, their tall and upright backbone, tall and heroic figure did not tremble at all!
The magic ship from lovinia stopped just before it crashed and floated slightly in the air, confronting the giant monster who had risen again.
No, it's not so much that the magic ship is confronting behemoth, but that the seven men at the bow of the ship are confronting the supernatural monster!
At the time of crisis, the seven had been branded as saviors unconsciously in the minds of all the refugees.
And this incomparably handsome scene is deeply reflected in the little Misha's young mind, leaving an indelible thought even time in her heart.
I want to be the same person as them!
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