After telling Sheriff Baby what he saw, Wuqial dragged his heavy feet back to the remnants of the Elk Tribe.
His injuries were almost healed, but the psychological blow made Wuqial depressed.
After seeing Wuchar coming back, Erm said, "We can go now, let's go to Fabro City as soon as possible."
Wuchar shook his head, he sat next to Alma, lowered his head and said, "Wandering Druid, you are a druid who travels around and promotes exchanges between druid tribes. You go, we will stay here."
"Are you crazy? If it was just a level 3 werewolf, I would stay, but we have all seen level 4 werewolves!"
Wuchar shook his head again: "The residents of Leman Town can't leave. If they leave Leman Town at this time and scatter in the wilderness, they will enter the werewolf's home ground and will only die faster."
Wuchar looked at Sheriff Baby who was still organizing the defense: "As long as someone is still working hard, we will not give up."
Erm looked at the other druids and found that the other druids did not stand up and fiercely oppose Wuchar as he imagined.
"You are not unfamiliar with the Alchemy Council. Even if Fabro City organizes forces to rescue several towns outside, Leman Town, which has nothing, will definitely be the last town to be rescued. There is nothing valuable here. Staying here is just waiting to die!"
The only response to Erm was silence.
Erm knew that he was in the wrong. If he had not insisted on testing the Level 3 Blessed Seed in front of everyone, he would not have missed the best opportunity to escape.
At this time, some druids from other tribes walked towards Wuqial.
They gathered together, and Erm was gradually squeezed to the edge. These rural druids from remote places had no respect for people from large tribes, and no one asked for his opinion at this time.
While discussing, Wuqial and the others looked at the people in the police station.
One Level 1 alchemist, six ordinary patrolmen, and less than 200 militiamen were all the forces that the police station could organize now.
And there were more than 1,500 werewolves outside Leman Town.
Not only the druids were uneasy, but the people in the police station were the same. Baby was a little sad at this time. He had been slacking off all his life, but he didn't expect that he would die on the job. This was not like him...
People kept asking him what to do. The druid sent people to ask him, the militia captain sent people to ask him, and the townspeople sent people to ask him. How could he know what to do?
Baby looked at the representatives of all parties gathered around him and pulled out the revolver at his waist:
"I am a pessimistic person. We are going to die today. Everyone in the town will die. There are more than 1,500, maybe 2,000 werewolves, which is more than the population of our town. It is impossible for us not to die.
What I mean is, if we have to die, we should die before the elderly, the weak, women and children, so that we can die with peace of mind."
The militia captain was the cook of the police station. He ignored Baby's identity as the sheriff and cursed:
"Damn it, we are here to listen to your morale-boosting words, and you say we will all die? How can we raise morale?"
Baby was furious at this time: "Then you tell me! What should we do? Anyway, these few people in the police station and these few guns will definitely be at the forefront, and we will die at the forefront.
Even though there are 2,000 werewolves, it will take a few seconds for those beasts to bite us to death."
The militia captain did not say much: "Then I think we have more militiamen and can hold out for dozens of seconds."
The militia captain looked at the town behind him and swallowed his saliva. He knew that what Sheriff Baby said was right. At least we have to die before the elderly, weak, women and children in the town, so that we can have peace of mind.
It is definitely impossible to escape at this time. If the people in the town leave the town and go into the wild, they will die faster than now.
Everyone else looked at the druids. Unlike the ordinary people in Leman Town, the druid tribe is full of apostles. If the druids want to escape, the possibility of escape is much higher.
Wuqial said at this time:
"Druids will not flee either. Since you are all willing to pick up alchemical guns and fight against the wolf tide, our five druid tribes are also willing to live and die with Leman Town."
The militia captain breathed a sigh of relief:
"Look, look, I just want to hear such nice words, live and die with Leman Town, how nice it is. Baby, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but at least when it comes to nice words, you are not a qualified sheriff."
"Fuck, all..." Before Baby could say the word "die", Sam behind him held his mouth.
Sam felt that Sheriff Baby could no longer speak, and it was just right to stop here.
After opening Sam's hand, Baby turned his head and looked in the direction of the town. Some people walked out of the town. The biggest beggar, Zach, came out.
"Zach, if you don't take the beggars to hide in some basement, what are you doing here?"
Facing Sheriff Baby's inquiry, Zach said, "The other beggars have been settled, I am here to fight with you."
"You skinny beggar, can you hold a gun?"
Zack nodded seriously: "I am also a heretic, a servant of pain, at least a little better than ordinary people."
Baby was a little surprised:
"Servant of pain? If I had known earlier, the police station should have killed low-level heretics like you.
But today is an accident. Since you have stood up at this time, I hereby promise that as long as the Leman Town Police Station exists, I will never arrest you.
Low-level heretics are also heretics, and should be stronger than ordinary people. Then you can go to the militia."
Zack looked at Baby: "Then I should thank you for not arresting me."
The militia captain hugged Zack: "Don't listen to Baby's nonsense, he is about to die, he is so scared that he can't speak. Come, it's good for you to come to the militia, very good."
There was another person in the group of people who surprised Baby. It was Mrs. Yesica's daughter, Yanila.
"I sneaked out, Silver Snake Tail Yanila, I can also kill werewolves!"
Listening to the little girl raising her fist and pretending to be fierce, Baby was very happy:
"Okay! You are also Claude's goddaughter. Claude has been promoted and left. He doesn't care about the life and death of Leman Town. You can come out on behalf of Claude!"
"I'm not his goddaughter! I hate him! I'm not coming out on behalf of him, I'm representing myself!"
"It's all the same!" Baby said: "You are behind the patrol officers of the police station and supply ammunition for the patrol officers first, understand?"
Yanila is not even a level 1 silver snake. Her ability is equal to zero in front of the wolf pack. Therefore, Baby arranged for her to do some simple work.
Yanila nodded and stood behind the patrol officer obediently.
Although they knew that Yanila was also a heretic, no one could hate Yanila. Yanila's eyes alone were enough to make most men feel like her. This is the characteristic of silver snakes, always so likable.
Mr. Tis, the dentist in Leman Town, a Level 1 Plague Carrier, also smiled at Baby with a scalpel in his hand.
Baby had known Tis's identity for a long time, so he didn't say much. A dozen Level 1 apostles hiding in Leman Town stood up at this time.
Baby even saw the owner of the bathhouse. He had known that the owner of the bathhouse was a Level 1 Oblivion Priest.
These low-level apostles hid so well that even if they died of old age, no one would know that they were heretics. But today, they all stood up, which made Baby feel relieved.
Baby looked around and asked, "Where are the winged rats in the Red Church?"
A patrolman replied, "They flew away earlier."
That night, Baby used a lot of swear words. He cursed, but he cursed Rudolph: "Damn it, that useless thing Rudolph, why didn't he kill a few more vampires?"
Rudolph was looking at the endless wolf pack on the watchtower, and suddenly sneezed, feeling that the wind on the tower was really strong.