After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 657

Gurnam tried moving at the periphery of the battles, helping those he could without sacrificing his own life. He did notice that while the enemies were enjoying killing a bit, things didn’t turn to an outward massacre.

Harsh torture yes, but at least most people were kept alive.

Except for those who caused even a bit of trouble, anyway. Even if it was just a bit of struggle, as soon as they annoyed the enemies, they would get killed immediately.

As a result, the citizens could only fear for their lives—choosing to either run away or freeze in place, begging for mercy.

Gurnam gritted his teeth at the sight, but he couldn’t just jump over and try to shake the cowardice away from his fellowmen, right? Was that even possible at this point? Might as well throw himself to a slaughterhouse!

Despite all this though, Gurnam continued to rescue the companions that he could, trying not to alert the enemies—who, by the way, seemed to be rounding people up.

"LET ME GO! LET ME GO!" A middle-aged man yelled as he got dragged in a direction. He was struggling to go to the opposite side, trying to stretch his arms somewhere beyond his reach.

"My daughter!" He yelled and Gurnam turned his head to follow his sights, seeing a woman being pulled by the hair.

"Daddy! Daddy!" She screamed, similarly reaching her arms. This annoyed the man pulling her, who then raised his arm to ’settle her down’.

SLAP!

"QUIET!" the aborigine yelled, making the woman sob. Seeing her like this, her father growled and screamed—intensifying his struggles to get back to his daughter.

The man was obviously the type ’causing trouble’ and the annoyed aborigine raised his sword, prepared to kill.

The woman—whose eyes were fixed on her father—saw his inevitable death and her heart clenched in fear.

"DADDDDYYY!!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, barely noticing another slap coming her way.

It was at this moment that Gurnam appeared like a hero, stepping forward with his sword, slashing while he pulled the man towards him.

Gurnam pushed him to the corner so he could focus on the aborigine, though when a few more noticed him, he immediately stepped back, ready to run.

His peripheral vision caught sight of the man he just rescued and realized he was following his daughter regardless. Gurnam cursed, but he knew he had already done his part, focusing on defending himself instead.

In fact, being able to defend for so long against many aborigines was already extremely impressive. But as a father, William naturally couldn’t stay still while his daughter was being dragged away.

He found a broken sword and desperately ran through the fights to get to her. They were rounding up women at this time, his daughter merely one of them.

As soon as he was near, he immediately threw one of the weapons with low durability in the direction of his daughter’s kidnapper. William happened to be very good at darts.

"AH!" the aborigine yelled as the blade successfully hit him. Of course, it was only a shallow wound—but it sure annoyed the heck out of the man, at least enough to let go of his daughter’s hair and target him instead.

William watched as the enemy approached him, shakily prepping for a fight.

It was just that the man didn’t take out weapons at all. He just punched him with his bare hands. In a close fight, William stood no chance.