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"Kill, kill, kill all the damned nobles."

A skinny young man with red eyes raised the kitchen knife in his hand and stabbed it on a gorgeously dressed corpse.

"These treasures are mine. It\'s all mine!"

Several refugees with tattered clothes pulled out the dead\'s clothes in order to wrap up the large amount of jewellery on their hands. They had just come out of a noble\'s house, and their entire body was filled with pieces of jewellery that were put on in a disorderly fashion.

The streets of Dolez city were no longer as prosperous and beautiful as before. Now there were only corpses and debris all over the ground, and several houses were also burned down. From the almost burnt woods chips, a cloud of thick smoke billowed into the sky.

Just now, an apprentice-level mage from a hapless noble family was torn to pieces by at least two hundred refugees. Although he had already summoned a few wolves and killed more than a dozen refugees, but in the end, he was just an apprentice-level professional, and his defensive spell couldn\'t resist the siege of hundreds of crazy refugees.

At this time, no matter whether it was the broken corpse of the mage or the refugees who were killed by the hungry wolves, no one paid any attention to them. Everyone, including some original residents of Dolez, turned into the most ferocious robbers. They scrambled to find anything valuable while laughing crazily. Whenever they found food, they would gobble it up within seconds, and whenever they saw someone wearing gorgeous clothes, they would chop them into meat paste.

Hell, this was the true hell.

Dickie stared at everything in front of him dumbfoundedly. He couldn\'t imagine that those crazy madmen were poor refugees a few minutes ago.

"This... how could this be?"

Dickie screamed in frustration, and his fingers tightly gripped Bilan\'s pale white palm.

Bilan was also shocked by the nightmarish scene in front of her, and she couldn\'t help but think about her family.

Her Stone family was not even as good as the nobles in front of them. Let alone cultivating a professional, they didn\'t even have the protection of any outside professional. Bilan couldn\'t imagine the fate of her pampered and helpless "relatives" facing these crazy refugees.

The same shock and speechlessness could also be seen on Lo Lan\'s face. She knew that these refugees who were filled with hatred wouldn\'t listen to anyone, so she could only hide behind Dickie and watch silently. She feared that the refugees would find out her noble status, as she had been quite popular in Dolez lately.

"The underlying cause of this situation was that people\'s desire was no longer restrained, some let loose their bottled up jealousy, and some were just following their instinct of herd mentality."

Lo Lan understood this deeply.

But neither this tragic situation nor human nature would change just because of Dickie\'s unwillingness, and because there was no restraint, the refugees\' madness was becoming more and more serious.

At this moment, a strong-looking man pulled out three or four children from the side room of a noble house, the youngest of which was just an infant.

He threw one of the crying children against a blood-stained broken wall with his rough hand, and then he kicked the boy\'s head fiercely, which made the crying of these noble children even louder.

"This little boy is related to those evil nobles. Those hateful nobles have taken my little daughter and taken away many of your\'s loved ones. Now, it is our turn to let them know how it feels to lose their loved ones, hahaha."

The strong man laughed fiercely and pulled out a sharpened wooden stick. He then grabbed the little boy casually and held the wooden stick with many thorns near the boy\'s big eyes with a fierce smile in his mouth.

"Hehe, What color do you think the brains of these nobles are? I really want to take a look."

The little boy who was lifted up in the air trembled in fear. He cried and yelled loudly:

Who... Wuwu... Who are you? My father is... a Baron,...... woo, you can\'t kill me, I.. I\'m going to tell my father, and he will hang you all."

The words of the little boy were tantamount to poking a hornet\'s nest.

Originally, the refugees hesitated in their hearts when they saw that the strong man was about to kill a little boy. But at this moment, hearing the boy and finding out that he was also just like those hateful nobles and even despised the commoners like them, even the kindest refugees\' eyes became cold. The refuges then raised their fists and shouted:

"Kill him. The nobles can\'t be good."

"They sold my sister to slave traders. I want to crush their bones."

"Hurry up and pierce his dog eyes."

Getting the support of his "audience," the big man who was taller than an average person cruelly licked his lips, then smiled, and finally pushed the wooden stick toward the little boy\'s eyes.

"Stop!"

Just when the wooden stick was less than an inch away from the little boy\'s pupils, a determined shout suddenly came. At the same time, a small hole suddenly appeared on the ground under the big man\'s feet. The strong man trying to stab the stick suddenly slipped to the right side, and the sharp stick missed the boy\'s head by a dangerous margin.

The one who shouted was Dickie, and Bilan saved the little boy\'s life with her apprentice-level spell.

Seeing the big man rolling down the broken wall, Dickie jumped onto the broken wall and stood in front of the three noble children.

"Are you still human? How can such a small child do something bad? And even they did something, can that be punishable by death? If you indiscriminately kill innocent people, what is the difference between you and those nobles?"

Dickie faced all the refugees, his face flushed with anger. He clenched his fists hard and vented out the anger in his heart.

"Look at what you have done. Doesn\'t it seem like the behavior of a group of bandits? Looting property, killing people, and setting houses on fire? Ask your conscience, is this kind of revenge justified?"

Facing Dickie\'s harsh questioning, some of the refugees bowed their heads in shame, and they also questioned themselves in their hearts, what happened to them! Were they really about to kill children in the name of revenge!

Seeing the angry refugees slowly calming down, Bilan and Lo Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Perhaps, this can arouse some people\'s conscience and kindness."

Bilan thought naively.

However, this world was not a knight novel, So even if there was a great hero in front of them, it was impossible to calm all these hatred-filled refugees with few words, especially when there were some inflammatory catalysts among them.

Just as the refugees were staring at Dickie in confusion, a middle-aged woman in tattered clothes stumbled out of the cellar of the noble house. Her face was full of tears and snot. A woman in her forties was crying like a child:

"Somebody save my daughter. She is trapped in that dungeon, and many other people are also locked in iron cages. Hurry up, save them. Show mercy, God, why do you Punish Kariya like this, why............"

Seeing this woman running out desperately, Dickie and Bilan were still a little unsure, but Lo Lan\'s felt like someone grasped her heart.

Others might didn\'t know what the cellars of some perverted nobles looked like, but Lo Lan, who dealt with these nobles every day, obviously knew. Seeing more than a dozen refugees walking into the dark cellar to investigate, Lo Lan almost yelled out, "big trouble!"