The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1236 - 24 Gao Wen is a Gorilla!

Finally, someone among the refugees couldn’t suppress the hunger and thirst in their belly and stepped forward.

Slash!

A silver-white flash of sword light flew out from the night, striking the ground at their feet.

Seeing the deep trench on the ground torn open by the sword light, they were so frightened that cold sweat broke out, and they trembled all over.

Under the moonlight, Bedivere, holding a longsword and with a lance on his back, came to stand beside Altria, quietly standing there, exuding an aura of coldness that intimidated all who saw him.

The anxiety spread among the refugees, who had just escaped from a crisis, gradually becoming somewhat chaotic and fearful.

"No need to worry, everyone, we are knights of the Southern Realm. Ahead is our camp, where food and water are prepared. If you need them, please follow me."

A gentle voice came from the other side.

Kai, with empty hands and a friendly smile on his face, spoke soothingly.

In that gentle voice, the tension among the refugees was dispelled, and they, like a group of meek sheep, followed obediently behind Kai towards the camp ahead.

As everyone left, the wilderness became empty and quiet once more.

Altria did not react to this, remaining focused on rescuing, trying to save this dying life.

However, the divine magic power aura continuously sprinkled down, like an ox into the sea, failing to evoke any response.

"He’s beyond saving; give it up..."

Luo En, appearing behind his beloved pupil at some point, spoke the truth in a deep voice.

But Altria still refused to let go, repeatedly using the magic and rescue knowledge she had learned.

Finally, she watched as the body gradually grew cold and stiff, completely losing vitality, and could only helplessly accept the reality, standing up from the ground somewhat dispiritedly.

"Let’s bury him together."

Luo En gently suggested, casually firing a Cursed Bullet to blast a grave on the ground just big enough to hold the body.

Altria nodded, placed the refugee’s body in the pit, and seriously covered it with soil.

Afterwards, Altria even picked a bunch of wildflowers from nearby, placed them in front of the grave, offering blessings and prayers.

Having done all this, she finally felt somewhat relieved.

Nonetheless, Altria couldn’t help but blame herself:

"I couldn’t save her..."

"The dead can’t be saved, but you can save many more living people!"

Luo En interrupted his pupil’s self-pity, gesturing towards the refugees pouring into the camp ahead.

Hearing her teacher’s reminder, Altria immediately dismissed the useless sorrow in her heart, pulled herself together, and turned towards the camp.

Watching his pupil’s quickly departing figure, Luo En shook his head inwardly.

While respecting and cherishing life is good, after her awakening to humanity, this child’s compassion was a bit too abundant.

For someone destined to bear responsibility and head to the battlefield as a king, this was not a strength.

Hopefully, her kindness won’t lead to self-harm.

Suppressing a hint of worry in his heart, Luo En and Bedivere cleared away evidence of their presence, confirming no pursuers followed, then returned to the camp.

At that moment, Kai was leading a group selected from the refugees in building fires, boiling water, distributing food, and setting up tents.

Even Altria instinctively followed this foster brother’s instructions, responsible for treating the wounded among the refugees.

Within just a quarter of an hour, the previously chaotic scene had reorganized into stable order.

It’s undeniable; this foster brother of King Arthur’s deservedly leads the future Round Table Knights as Chief of Internal Affairs.

Even before officially assuming the role, he displayed excellent talent for internal affairs through various tasks.

"You two shouldn’t just stand around. One of you go check if you can hunt any game nearby, the other, help with the rescue efforts."

Hearing the assignments, Luo En and Bedivere decisively got to work.

The four of them worked through half the night to finally serve all the hundred or so refugees in the camp.

With their stomachs full and in a safe environment, the faces previously filled with terror and anxiety calmed down, settling into peaceful slumber near the firelight.

The four who had some downtime looked at each other, exhaling deeply, feeling a shared sense of achievement and mutual understanding.

But as of now, the refugee problem was only temporarily postponed, not completely resolved.

"We have to travel tomorrow; what about them?"

Bedivere was the first to ask, instinctively looking to Altria.

As if seeking counsel from a monarch.

Altria thought for a moment, then looked to her foster brother:

"Brother Kai, we’re only scouting the Northern Realm, so we don’t need too many people. And it’s your expertise to mediate relationships and handle internal affairs, so why don’t you stay in the Southern Realm, handling the reception of refugees by various lords and stabilizing the situation in the rear?"

"Sure, leave it to me! Once the Southern Realm is settled, I’ll catch up with you immediately!"

Kai nodded in agreement.

He knew his affairs best; his battlefield combat skills paled compared to those present.

Rather than being a liability by following, it was better to play to his strengths and stay in the Southern Realm to manage refugee settlement.

Known as a social butterfly in the Knight World, he indeed had considerable connections in the vicinity to leverage.

After the discussion ended, Altria immediately rose from the fireside:

"More refugees are escaping from the Northern Realm, which suggests the situation there is worsening. There’s no time to lose; let’s set off now."

Such decisive action was indeed reminiscent of an astute and resolute wise monarch.

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