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

"There are currently around 200,000 people here... According to the planned route, by the time we reach Kazdel Royal City, there will probably still be around 180,000 people left..."

Although the destination is only a week away, there are too many unstable factors in the crowd.

The migration of such a large number of people is extremely horrifying no matter what era it is.

People's excretion, food, water sources and other issues will become increasingly uncontrollable.

No one knows what will happen along the way.

Those who only lost around 20,000 yuan are actually being optimistic.

Once an emergency occurs, fleeing, trampling, or even something else may result in countless people losing their lives!

But they had no other choice.

Looking at the surging crowd that almost filled her vision, Lamaren pursed her lips.

On the side, the banshee waiter also came over.

"The vanguard has been dispatched. According to the royal court agreement, there will be an area within the royal city of Kazdel to accommodate our people."

The waiter also looked worried as he spoke.

She looked at Ramalen who was silent, then turned to look at Her Royal Highness the Princess who was accompanying her.

At Maria's signal, she left silently.

"The promise's been made, girl... no need to look back."

Maria took a step forward, gently patted the girl's shoulder, and her voice became a little gentler.

“It’s time to move on.”

"Ah."

Ramalen nodded.

She took a last look at the Banshee King City, which had existed for centuries.

In silence, she closed her eyes silently.

Subsequently.

She waved.

"set off!"

Volume 1: Chapter 270 Storm

Perhaps even God could not bear to see these people who had left their homes suffer any more hardships.

So during this dangerous migration, they did not encounter any brutal pursuit.

Although many annoying things happened along the way, they finally arrived at their destination safely.

The Sarkaz's royal city was destroyed again and again, the hometown that all Sarkaz dreamed of...

Kazdale.

By the time Maria arrived here, the banshees in the royal city were already waiting at the door.

After seeing the large group arrive, they stepped forward, greeted everyone, and began to arrange for the people to settle down.

Because Ramalen had already sent someone to inform them, a large area in the royal city was cleared for them to rest.

Although these areas are still a bit small for a population of 200,000, the situation is urgent and there are really not many good solutions.

What's more, compared to other refugees who fled to Kazdel, these people who arrived with the Banshee King's Court were already treated very well.

Ramalen and Maria were also arranged to rest in a room.

Although there are still many things that need to be resolved, the most important thing at the moment is to arrange for a large number of refugees. Almost all the Banshee's personnel have been sent out.

Lamaren originally wanted to take action herself to help everyone complete the task as soon as possible.

But she was finally persuaded to stop by a large group of banshees.

It was enough for them to know of Lamaren's good intentions, but to really let the Banshee Lord do such a thing...

The banshees can't afford to lose face like this.

……

In a temporary residence.

Although it is a temporary place to stay, the banshees here are obviously specially arranged.

Despite the current resource constraints, they still worked hard to arrange a bedroom of nearly 200 square meters for Ramalen.

The soft big bed with intricate carvings will not seem crowded even if six or seven people sleep on it at the same time.

On the side, there are dressing tables, wardrobes, bookcases, tables and chairs.

On the table beside, there was a small incense burner, and the smoke from it rose up, soothing the residents' minds...

"Your Excellency, Your Highness the Princess... please rest. We will take care of the rest."

On the side, the banshee maids of the royal city folded their hands in front of their lower abdomens, bowed to Ramalen, and then left.

The two people who stayed in the room had different expressions.

Maria looked at the only bed here, blinked, and then looked towards the bathroom.

"You first or me?"

Although Maria's body no longer needs such inefficient cleaning methods as water, she will still wash it out of habit if she has the chance.

After all, this is also a kind of enjoyment for her...

"...You go first."

Lamaren looked a little shy. After hesitating for a moment, she spoke to Maria.

She walked to the side, picked up a book and slowly began to read it.

Hearing what the other party said, Maria did not refuse and turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of water began to be heard.

This originally ordinary sound, now had some unusual meaning in Ramalen's ears.

During these migration days, those banshees have been whispering in their master's ears.

The more they reviewed the previous war in Banshee King City, the more they felt Maria's role in it.

It can be said that if Maria had not taken action at that time, what they would have to do now might not be migration, but exile.

Such a majestic royal court was eventually reduced to exile.

Such a thing is almost unimaginable!

After realizing the importance of Maria, the banshees were extremely eager to make Maria truly connected to the Banshee Court.

It wasn't just because of Maria's abilities that they favored her. More importantly, considering the upcoming war, they needed a truly tough and far-sighted general...

And Maria almost perfectly meets this condition.

The banshees even said that if Ramalen really didn't want to accept it, other banshees could also select some suitable ones to replace her and complete some things that only Ramalen could do.

But not surprisingly, all the proposals of the banshees were rejected by Ramalen in the end.

Although the matter was rejected, the proposal of the banshees still entered Ramalen's mind.

Even Ramalen, who had originally decided to face Maria with a normal attitude, was a little at a loss.

To be fair, she really couldn't say that she had no feelings about Maria at all.

In fact, Maria's performance of turning the tide in times of crisis did make Lamaren feel a little excited.

After all, people always hope to find someone they like who can make them feel completely at ease.

But this is just a throbbing feeling, not even love.

Even their current relationship as Lord and Princess is just temporary, and there is nothing substantial about it.

But the words of the banshees forced Ramalen to consider more than her personal preferences.

She is no longer the Ramalen she once was… At other times, she might have said that before her own identity, she was just Ramalen.

But now she has succeeded to the throne of Banshee Lord... and Banshee Lord is her first identity.

She can no longer be as willful and self-willed as before.

We must put the overall situation first.

Can……

Ramalen has also had a lot of contact with Maria during this period.

But she knew almost nothing about this woman.

She had basically no idea where she came from, where she was going, or what her goal was.

In fact, she still didn't even know if Maria was a Sarkaz.

How could she ask for more from Maria in such a delicate situation?

Thinking of this, Lamaren's face was full of bitterness.

She put down the book in her hand that was just for deceiving herself, and couldn't help rubbing her eyebrows.

"Lamaleen, Lamaleen...how did you become like this?"

It's not like you to be so confused.

When you inherited the crown, you didn't look like this...

Taking a deep breath, Lamaren quickly calmed herself down so that she could reassess her thoughts.

At this moment, the sound of dripping water in the bathroom behind him gradually subsided.

After a while, the door was opened.

"I'm done washing..."

A cold female voice came out softly, and Ramalen also exhaled.

Looking back...

"Ah, I'll do it..."

Before the woman finished speaking, her voice gradually stopped.

Maria turned her head away in confusion.

But he found that Lamaren's slightly red pupils were almost wide open, and she looked at him in shock.

"What's wrong?"

Maria didn't think there was anything wrong and turned her head slightly.

And Lamaren also quickly turned around.

"No...nothing."

She spoke in a panic, and her exposed neck was already stained with blood red.

The whole person was a little shaken.

So big... No! So white...

Not right either!

It’s so clean…

No, no! Lamaren, what are you thinking about?

Curled up in the chair, Lamaren was feeling unwell.

Her heartbeat kept accelerating, the rushing blood rushed to every corner of her body, and her slightly trembling body showed her hesitation.

I feel a little confused.

But Maria just looked at the girl strangely, then shook her head and moved closer.

“Is this your water?”

"Yes, it is."