The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

“I will go with them, so they won’t feel alone.”

"……well!"

Habaron sighed deeply, then patted Jaslin's shoulder forcefully:

"You!"

"You're just too tense! Relax! It's not as difficult as you're making it out to be!"

"We haven't used our original stockpiles of supplies yet, so don't worry, we can hold out for a long time."

With a look of exasperation, Habaron grabbed his shoulder, lifted his head, and said earnestly:

"Otherwise, do you think I would agree to those people conducting all sorts of experiments exploring magic?"

"We'll find a way, just give us a little more time!"

Believe me, we've faced far more difficult situations, and we survived.

Seeing Habaron's unwavering gaze, Jaslin wavered.

"……Really?"

Are all of these true?

Chapter 527 This is wonderful!

Jaslin didn't know whether what Habaron said was true.

But at this moment, a voice in his heart kept calling out and praying.

It's true!

Please, please, it must be true!

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Jaslin wanted to believe Habaron… she hoped it was all true.

With utmost devotion, I hope.

"Yes! Of course it's true!"

clap clap clap!

Habaron patted Jaslin on the shoulder forcefully, revealing an extremely confident smile.

Even if you don't believe me, you should believe in the Prophets, and even more so, you should believe in the Prophet!

Even as he spoke these words, Habaron's body looked extremely weak, swaying precariously in the cold wind.

"He trusts us."

"Therefore, we will not let him down!"

Habaron's statement was actually quite unconvincing.

Even though the words were carefully chosen to conceal the flaws in Habaron's character, they could not hide them.

His sunken abdomen, thin arms, dark circles under his eyes... and most importantly, the black veins that covered his body like tattoos.

Habaron was very weak and was on the verge of being consumed by the plague.

These are all pieces of evidence proving the falsehood in Habaron's words.

In the past, Jaslin would never have been deceived by Habaron.

But now, he wants to be deceived.

"Can we really find a solution?"

"OK."

No matter how empty his words may seem, and no matter how weak Habaron may actually be, the will in his eyes as he looked at Jaslin was unwavering.

"We will definitely find a way, and we will never let our two children sacrifice themselves."

After saying that, Habaron winked his one eye and laughed loudly:

"Even if someone has to sacrifice themselves, it should be an old, crippled person like me."

Children should grow up safely and peacefully.

Let us old fogies do the sacrifices.

"What are you talking about? You're not some old man."

Feeling helpless at Habaron's remarks, Jaslin replied with a sigh:

"However, if that's really the case..."

Her lips moved slightly, and Jasmine seemed to have all her strength drained away, so she sat back weakly.

winter.

He slumped down in the snow, looking up at the gray sky, and finally color returned to his empty eyes.

That's wonderful.

Not as a rational and outstanding nobleman, but as a father of two children.

"Ahhhhhh!"

! ”

She covered her eyes tightly, but the icy coldness of her hands couldn't stop the tears from streaming down her face.

Jasmine tilted her head back in pain, venting the pressure that was pressing on her body.

It was so close.

If Habaron hadn't intervened, he would have already sent his child to his doom...

It's so good that someone came to stop it!

"When you get back, you need to apologize to everyone, especially your wife."

Seeing Jaslin crying and nodding, Habaron breathed a long sigh of relief, his tense nerves finally relaxing.

"Great."

He managed to persuade her at the last minute...

Really good.

As for how credible his words are, only he himself knows.

"Cough cough..."

Habaron coughed twice, covering his mouth, then looked at his palm and smiled wryly.

"And... you're wrong about something. I really am an old man."

In the palm of his hand, there was a patch of black and red.

……

……

Meanwhile, Ash, who was piling up snowballs, suddenly looked at his younger brother and found him standing stiffly in place.

"Keynes, what's wrong? Why do you look like you're about to cry?"

Ash dropped the snowball, ran to his brother's side, circled him around for a moment, and asked curiously:

Are you feeling unwell?

Grasp.

As soon as Ash got close, Keynes grabbed the hem of his shirt.

"Let's go... let's go! Okay?"

Keynes's little face was filled with fear, as if he was about to cry, and he clung to his brother's clothes.

"I have a feeling that something terrible is going to happen."

"It's terrifying..."

From a young age, he had a very accurate intuition and could predict the development of many things with great accuracy.

Keynes had been feeling uneasy ever since he left home with his father.

He had a feeling that something terrible was about to happen.

Ash blinked, then suddenly smiled and asked with a grin:

"Where do you think the danger lies? Tell me!"

Ash got excited!

"Where? It's over there..."

After a moment's hesitation, Keynes raised his hand and pointed in a direction.

"Please don't..."

Let's go!

! ”

Keynes: ? ? ?

"Let's go take a look!"

Dragged along forcefully by his brother, Keynes could only helplessly point out directions and walk on the snow.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

The twins wandered through the ruins, heading towards the center of the abandoned city.

The attack stopped shortly afterward, and a huge ice wall appeared in front of them, blocking their entire path.

Is this the place?

"Okay, wait! Don't move anymore!"