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

Crying sounds.

Although she is not a banshee, she has lived in the Banshee Court for a long time, so Maria knows some basic things.

The village chief lit a bonfire in silence.

The flames grew bigger and more intense, igniting black smoke that surged into the sky.

On the side, people also sent their loved ones to the fire without saying a word...

The smell of wood was very strong, and the old man nearby would occasionally sprinkle some kind of extremely pungent dust, letting it burn fully and releasing the smell to cover up the smell of burnt human flesh and blood.

This ceremony lasted from the afternoon until the evening before it finally ended.

Maria sang for a long time, and even the doctor beside her was a little surprised at Maria's ability.

But at the same time, it also made her view of Maria more ambiguous.

Obviously, Maria is not as cold as she appears. She is actually a very delicate and sensitive person...

This is completely different from what Kal'tsit said, which is to eat human flesh raw and bite bones alive.

But before she had time to think about it, the village chief invited Maria to communicate with her on the other side.

As soon as he entered the village chief's small room, the skinny old man with bright eyes turned his head silently and looked at Maria.

"You're not a witch, are you?"

He spoke, and his words immediately pointed out Maria's identity, but they were still respectful.

The doctor standing by didn't hear this, and his face suddenly became surprised and nervous, and his body subconsciously moved closer to Maria.

"……Yes."

Maria did not deny this and remained calm.

"Please don't mind me, I just want to know... After all, banshees have always been so mysterious. I heard that in recent years, banshees can be seen walking freely on the streets of Kazdel, but for us, the existence of banshees is still very surprising."

The old man spoke slowly and looked at Maria beside him again.

"I can see that you were confused when you said goodbye to those poor children... Perhaps I can explain some of the problems for you... But before that, I am still very grateful that you were able to say goodbye to them."

As the old man spoke, he slowly sat down on a chair beside him, looking a little weak.

Although he noticed the difference between Maria and those orthodox banshees when they met for the first time.

But considering the sad expressions of the surrounding villagers, he hesitated for a while and did not deny these things.

Although the banshee is fake...but the fact that the banshee bids farewell to the dead is also fake.

Its real purpose is just to make people feel at ease.

In this case, it doesn’t matter whether Maria is a real banshee or not.

The main thing is that she does know the banshees' language and wears banshee costumes... The old man doesn't even want to care how she knows all this, as long as the other villagers believe what is going on.

"Ah."

Maria nodded slightly, and after a brief thought, she also asked.

"So... what happened to those bodies? They were all young laborers..."

Logically speaking, such a large-scale death must have been caused by some major event. If it was not a battle, it must have been an irresistible force such as plague or famine.

But there are no signs of fighting nearby...

But if it was classified as a plague or famine, shouldn't the elderly and children be in greater danger? Why were all the dead people she saw young people?

"..."

The old man didn't expect Maria's observation to be so sharp that she noticed the abnormality almost immediately. He opened his mouth slightly in surprise, but soon, this surprise turned into a long sigh. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke softly.

"They...are soldiers."

"Soldier?"

"Yes... the soldiers they conscripted from the Military Commission..."

The old man uttered a name that Maria was familiar with, and when she heard this name, Maria's brows wrinkled visibly.

"Conscripts?"

"Yes."

"When?"

"Probably... a few months ago. If you really want to ask, it should be three months ago."

The old man shook his head slightly, his words filled with helplessness.

Maria, on the other hand, thought about the time for a moment.

three months ago…

Three months ago was exactly when they left Kazdel.

In other words.

Were these young people recruited while they were evacuating?

And looking at the number of young people left in the village, one can guess that the number of people recruited by the other party is definitely not low.

Is this an isolated case, or is this the norm?

If this is an isolated case, it might be easy to explain, but if it is the norm... then why did they recruit so many people?

The more Maria thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

She instinctively sensed that there was something wrong, but she didn't know where the problem lay, so she could only close her eyes in silence.

Meanwhile, the doctor suddenly spoke up and asked a question...

"How do you..."

360

Chapter 360 Uninvited guest.

"Why aren't you Sarkaz?"

The doctor asked, his words full of strangeness.

She now has some understanding of the entire Terran race.

So she also knew that not all people in this world were like Sarkaz or demons.

Most races are actually quite normal, and some are almost identical to humans.

But...isn't this Kazdel, the sacred place of the Sarkaz?

Aren't the Sarkaz said to be very xenophobic?

Then why is the old man in front of me not a Sarkaz?

Judging from the bunny ears on the top of the head...

"Carters?"

Maria blinked.

She was actually quite familiar with this rabbit-like race.

The main reason was that the first person she shared blood with in this world was a white Carterus.

Although the white Carters's attitude towards her was not very nice, judging from the way she treated her father and her subordinates, she was actually a very gentle person.

I simply didn't like Maria's tough approach back then.

"Yes."

Faced with the two people's questions, the old man was actually stunned for a while.

It’s not that I’m wondering how the other party found out, but I’m wondering why he only brought it up now.

You know, Kazdel is not a place suitable for people of other races to survive. Ninety-nine percent of the people living here are Sarkaz.

People like them are outsiders, outliers among outliers, and are very rare.

It is something that can be seen at a glance.

He hadn't heard anyone's doubts about this before, and he assumed that the two of them had accepted it.

But who would have thought... these two people simply didn't notice?

This is really...

The old man laughed helplessly, but Maria frowned beside him.

The sudden discovery opened her mind again.

After a few moments of silence, she immediately asked again.

"Would you consider yourselves to be Sarkaz?"

“…Not really.”

The old man shook his head slightly.

"I came here because of the war years ago. Later, because there was nowhere else to go, I settled here. But even so, I still don't consider myself a Sarkaz... When I was younger, I didn't feel a sense of belonging to the Sarkaz either... It's not just because we are Carters, but also because Kazdel has always been bound to the Sarkaz race. Even if we were willing to join, they would not be willing to accept us."

"……is that so."

Maria also paused after hearing the old man's words.

She also thought that Tracy had deliberately recruited most of the young labor force here because he realized that his methods were not suitable for future actions, so he followed Tracy's example and began to win over the hearts of people of different races.

But now it seems... maybe not.

After all, he was even willing to recruit people like Carters, who valued the concept of "family" far more than the concept of "country." This proved that he was not recruiting these Carters with the goal of expanding his influence.

But...if that's not the case, then what else could it be?

Maria was a little confused about Theresis's purpose for a moment.

However, the old man obviously didn't care about this... He just looked at Maria thinking, lit a pipe of tobacco for himself, and then spoke slowly.

"Compared to this, I haven't actually asked you two why you came here. Although our village is close to the main road, it's still quite far away. Normal people wouldn't come here on purpose."

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes, as if he was intoxicated by the misty clouds.

But Maria noticed that the other person's eyes were squinting as he observed the two of them.

"...I'm just looking for a carpenter."

Perhaps he felt that Maria was thinking and needed quiet, or perhaps he felt that he needed to take the initiative to contact the outside world. The Doctor spoke at this time and took the initiative to take on the task of communication.

"Our carriage encountered some problems while operating nearby, causing damage to the wheel hub. We need to find a replacement... If that's all that matters, a temporary repair is acceptable."

"That's right."

After hearing the doctor speak, the old man hesitated for a few seconds and nodded slightly.

"We used to be carpenters here, and although we've stopped working for a while, if you're willing to look, we might be able to find a suitable replacement for you. Even if we can't... we're old, but we're still quite nimble. You can start again the day after tomorrow at the latest."

As he spoke, he coughed a few times.

He was choked by the smoke...but judging by the skill of his hand gestures, he might have had this problem because he hadn't smoked a pipe for a long time.

I just started again recently.

Maria blinked and didn't point it out.

The doctor standing by didn't notice these small details. All her attention was on what the old man said, that there was indeed a matching device, and her face lit up with joy.

"Great!"

The old man was also talking slowly while smoking his pipe.

"You can stay here tonight... but it's best to drive your pack animal caravan to the center of the village. Our people are here."

"Ok?"

The old man's special reminder made the doctor a little confused.

But the old man continued to speak in his slightly hoarse voice.

"I don't know if you've noticed the gravel road on the edge of town..."