They could only escape desperately, fleeing to the south.
It was said that the south was different from the north; there, the territory was ruled by the Holy Grail Knights, whose virtues were trusted by the peasants. In fact, whenever a Holy Grail Knight passed by, the Lord Masters would restrain themselves a bit, not daring to go too far.
Maybe these Holy Grail Knight Lords would be willing to accept these unfortunate people?
......
Thus, the group rested during the day and traveled at night, making their way south along the edge of the Arden Forest. After escaping for two days and nights, they spent their last savings to stow away across a large river.
A few hours later, they entered a dense forest.
"Remon~ I can't walk anymore." The elderly mother panted heavily, leaning against a big tree: "Can we rest, rest for a while?"
"Damn it, where are we?" Seeing the situation, Remon had to stop and rest.
