Flying around a big tree like a ghost, Black Eleven stood on the back of the big tree and looked around. An Fei told him to wait in the woods afterwards, but although this woods was not as lush as the forest, it was enough to cover up a lot. There are too many things, God knows if An Fei can find him.
Just when Black Eleven was thinking about whether he should sneak back to the manor, An Fei reached out and patted Black Eleven on the shoulder. Black Eleven's body suddenly tensed, and his right hand touched the hilt of the sword like lightning. At the same time, An Fei's hand gently brushed his elbow. Black Eleven felt his arm numb and could no longer control his movements. The next moment he heard An Fei's voice: "It's me."
"Scared me." Black Eleven suppressed the fear in his heart and whispered.
"Have the Hurricane people left already?"
"Your Majesty sent the hurricane people to follow you just to worry about accidents. Don't misunderstand His Majesty's kindness. An Fei, please take my hand..." Before Black Eleven could finish his words, he suddenly found that his numb hand had miraculously recovered. perception.
"Have you informed me yet?" An Fei asked with a frown.
"The two of them have already left, but... I just found a guy who was moving very strangely. He is definitely not one of us. I didn't alert him."
"Not just one, I've found five so far."
"How do you know?" Black Eleven said in surprise.
An Fei smiled and said nothing. Wherever his mind swept, all the branches, leaves, bushes, and grass were swaying slightly with a brisk frequency. He could even feel their happiness and surrender. In the green field, he is the undisputed king. No one can sneak into this area without being discovered by him, even if the other party is well hidden, even if the distance is several miles away. An Fei can also clearly see the changes in the other party's expression and every subtle movement, as if he is close at hand.
"You go back and tell them. Get ready to pack and set off immediately after I give the signal."
"What? You won't rest here today?"
"If we are stared at like this all day long, we can't do anything." An Fei shook his head: "Tell Chris to wait for me in the south of the woods with Susanna, Bravi and Hagen. People continue to move forward. I have already made an agreement with Mr. Beeri. His forward cavalry will wait for us at the inn in front. Tell Riska, just say it is me who said it, and you must control them and don't do it randomly. If we leave the legion and go out for a walk, at least people won’t be able to tell that we have quietly left long ago.”
"What about Mr. Ernest and Mr. Entos?" Black Eleven said slowly: "An Fei, it would be very unsafe for you just to do it!"
"They should also stay in the legion. I will contact them when I finish things here."
"It seems...I can't follow you anymore?"
An Fei laughed: "It's easier to do things with fewer people. If there are more people and bigger goals, there will be trouble."
"Then I'm not alone!" Black Eleven is still a little unwilling to give up. His task is not only to cooperate with An Fei and help An Fei, but also to be responsible for reporting An Fei's every move. What if he is divided into two groups? What to report
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, I will contact you in a few days."
"An Fei, do you want to kill all those people?" Black Eleven has noticed the murderous intention in An Fei's eyes.
"Since the rest of the land is not your Majesty's, then I don't need to be polite." An Fei said lightly. Then his figure flashed and floated deep into the woods. Black Eleven widened his eyes and tried to see An Fei's figure clearly. But two bushes were already swaying, completely blocking his view.
In the easternmost part of the manor, two people were hiding on both sides of the avenue. The distance between them is almost fifty meters. There are only two roads from the manor to the outside world. The convoy comes in from the west. According to the convoy's travel goal, it naturally has to go out from the east. Their mission is to leave when the convoy leaves. Send a magic signal.
To be honest, surveillance is not an easy job. Not only is it stressful, but one is not allowed to rest. The most unbearable thing is the loneliness of doing nothing. The people in the convoy had already rested in the manor, but they had to keep waiting. Although they knew that the other party would not take action until early tomorrow morning, they had their own rules and they had to spend this night.
The bearded man in the woods on the left stretched his head and glanced at the avenue, then shrank back angrily. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to do this, but what else could he do? To be a warrior? To be a mercenary? Not to mention that it is more dangerous than this industry, and the income is also much lower. The most important thing is that it lacks power! For example, some time ago he met a beautiful woman and fell deeply in love. After investigation, he found out that the woman was already the wife of a small businessman. Later, he had an idea and sneaked into the other woman's house secretly.
The objects were hidden, and then in the undercurrent of searching for the Necromancer, he turned up to the small businessman who was also an ally of the Necromancer, and took people to find the evidence. The small businessman was imprisoned, and he got his wish. Can a soldier or a mercenary do this to hold that beautiful woman down? impossible!
He was going to take a few days off after completing this mission. The big man showed a smile. Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a slight noise coming from a place more than ten meters away on the left. The big man's expression changed. Hold tight and quietly stick your head out.
Wrapping his arms like a snake, An Fei locked the big man's throat from behind. Locking the throat and twisting the neck were killing techniques that even an ordinary scout could master, let alone a prolific assassin. But when he clasped his arm around the other man's neck, he discovered that what he thought was leather armor standing on the big man's neck was actually as hard as iron.
It's just that An Fei has experienced too many accidents, and his reaction ability has reached the level of perfection. Without any pause, An Fei pushed his waist back and pressed the lower body of the big man firmly against the tree trunk. His arms suddenly Use force. How much force does it take to break a person's body? It is difficult to make statistics, but An Fei did it. The big man only had time to release his protective fighting spirit like fireworks. His body had been bent into a terrifying sharp angle by An Fei, and the broken spine pierced his belly, Pushing through the empty space of the armor, protruding outside, his hands were feebly scratching An Fei's thigh. This little woman-like attack had no impact on An Fei at all. His eyes were still so cold and calm. There was no wind in the surrounding woods, making a rustling sound, covering everything in the green.
The big man on the other side was squatting on the ground and watching the ants fight in boredom. At this moment, he quietly stood up. Although he did not hear any abnormal noise, he felt the fluctuation of fighting spirit, but the fluctuation disappeared too quickly. Let him think it might be his illusion. But you have to be cautious in this business. He quietly walked towards the boulevard and looked around. Both ends of the road were quiet. The big man jumped up and crossed the boulevard at the fastest speed. Then his speed suddenly slowed down. He was getting closer to his companion's position little by little, holding the magic scroll tightly in his hand. As long as he found anything wrong, he would send out the alarm as soon as possible.
A dim sword light swept through the grass. The sword light was so fast, too light, and the angle was so weird that the big man took another step without realizing it before he felt the coldness coming from his wrist. , he turned his head and saw a helpless hand falling into the grass, and that hand was still holding a magic scroll tightly.
The second sword light flew up and swept across the back of the big man's head. Blood flew out. As the blood pressure dropped sharply, the brain, which lacked blood supply, lost the ability to think at the same time. The surprise caused by that hand He fell deeper and deeper into the depths of his soul, and then he forgot what had surprised him just now, and his body fell limply into the grass.
Slowly pushing aside the branches and leaves, a pair of eyes nervously observed the manor not far away through the gap. This man was so engrossed that he didn't notice that the big tree under his feet had quietly changed. A branch hung down softly and suddenly wrapped tightly around the man's neck, like a biting snake. The man was frightened but not confused. He tried his best to turn his head to look back, and at the same time pulled out his dagger. When he saw a branch making fun, although he didn't quite understand it, he was still relieved. He didn't dare to use fighting energy. This location was too close to the manor, and he couldn't afford to offend those strong men in the manor.
Backhand stabbing, the man wanted to use the dagger to cut off the tree branch where he was enjoying the music. Unexpectedly, his dagger had just stabbed halfway, when a slender and powerful finger stretched out from the side and flicked his dagger lightly. The man was caught off guard, and the angle of the back stab changed, sending the dagger directly into his own throat as if he was committing suicide.
He couldn't help but hold the dagger tightly and tried to pull it out of his throat, but the hand that had caused the disastrous consequences reached out again, and pushed on the handle of the dagger as if he was dissatisfied. He only felt that his eyes were darkening, and the cold feeling had pierced his neck. He also felt that life was slowly passing away from the back of his neck.
Ernest, who was standing behind the window, smiled. He could see this scene clearly. The master-level skills displayed by An Fei were astonishing. If it were him, he would also be able to hit the dagger that was thrust out quickly. , but he couldn't control the change of angle. Now all An Fei lacked was strength. Ernest had already had a hunch that An Fei's future achievements would be absolutely unlimited! At this time, there was a knock on the door, and then Chris's respectful voice came: "Uncle Ernest, An Fei asked us to pack our things and be ready to leave at any time."
"Got it." Ernest replied softly.