Chapitre 261: Bag Of Ashes-III

An hour after the chaos in the village, the Church members arrived to Saltige where carnage broke. A familiar face that had gotten older stepped out from the carriage and seeing the bodies on the side of the carriage which was covered and bundled in whites he sighed, silently counting the bodies in his mind.

"Some doesn't go the way we wish for, do they, Kyle?" asked a man from behind. Kyle, who had shifted his eyes to watch the part of houses from the village that had been destroyed frowned. He pressed his forehead. What else could be worse than having Christmas Eve which was only two day after turn to a bloody day?

"We can't wish for anything. We could only thank God that it seemed people are saved more than death." Kyle looked around the village, his eyes then falling to see the villagers who have gathered to start fire to warm themselves.