Chapter 262, The Plan of Pruell City_1

The villagers on the side wanted to stop him, but after the faint-blooded one bared his fangs, they helplessly crouched back down.

Now everyone was like a lamb, no one could guarantee whether they would be the next to die.

The woman was roughly dragged into the nearby woods.

She did not resist but stumbled behind Bernard.

Having walked all the way from Pruell City up until this point, her legs were numb and her feet were throbbing in pain.

But she dared not stop.

Those who could not move or slowed down, had already died tragically on the road.

In full view of everyone, their throats were torn open by fangs, their bodies were thrown on the wagons, and the journey continued.

She didn't know where she was going, nor did she understand why they would be carrying the bodies after killing them.

She had heard the conversation between father and son just now, and knew she was the target of Bernard's displaced anger.

The woman stumbled along, being dragged towards the woods.