"Be careful on the road."
"Yeah." After raising his hand to respond, Loren Hill walked into the darkness.
Because there is no moon, the visibility at night is very low, and only the surroundings illuminated by the brazier can be seen clearly.
Roland Hill held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, closed his pupils slightly, and listened to the sound in the wind.
Although her current practice is the war sequence, the effect of her own power is still there, and she can keenly perceive many situations.
There were uninvited guests around the camp, and more than one. The girl carefully analyzed the faint sounds and fluctuations in the wind.
The silent and silent sneaking a thousand meters away was reflected in my mind like a three-dimensional map, and three agile figures quietly advanced in the night.
Not like a robber, but an assassin.
Looking at the vigorous skills, Roland Hill guessed in his heart. All three of them are of Sequence 4 level, and have received good training. They seem to be from a certain organization, and they are not good players that can be cultivated by robbers in the mountains.
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You can definitely beat it, but it will look very strange. A Sequence 4 easily crushes three masters of the same level, attracting the attention of the people around.
The girl pondered in her heart, her footsteps moved forward quickly, her body leaned down slightly, and she swiftly shuttled through the night.
Although it can't compare to the previous unrestricted state, the current speed is far faster than the ordinary Sequence 4, and perhaps only some Sequence 5s that are good at speed can keep up.
In the darkness of the night, a black-clothed infiltrator only felt a gust of wind blowing away in front of him, and then a glamorous long sword slashed his head, making his heart skip a beat.
The dagger on the side of the hand quickly retreated, the body suddenly knelt down, and slid sideways to avoid the passing sword edge.
No, he was still injured.
Although he wasn't directly slashed, his shoulders had been slashed by the sword glow, and blood flowed down his arms into his cuffs and waist, and the pain immediately made him nervous.
I saw that in the dark night, the blade turned easily, flashed a few lavender arcs, and then flew the dagger in his hand, and his knees suddenly stinged and he lost consciousness.
When the infiltrator reacted again and was about to struggle to stand up, the figure who had raided him had already left, dodging towards the other side of the forest.
She was heading towards my companion.
Looking at the back disappearing in the woods, the infiltrator was anxious for a while, but because of the leg injury, he couldn't move for a while, so he could only kneel on the spot.
"啾! (Danger, retreat)" There was a rapid bird chirping in the night, letting the two people in the distance know instantly.
After hearing this short voice, the two infiltrators clearly stopped, then turned their heads decisively, and fled in different directions.
Seeing that the shadow in front of him suddenly accelerated and disappeared into the depths of the jungle in one jump, Roland Hill had to give up.
It's not that she can't catch up, it's just that she doesn't want to make extra troubles. At present, her behavior is a bit out of line.
She put away her sword, turned and walked towards the signalling infiltrator.
Stepping in the mountains and forests shrouded in the night, the grass and dead leaves under the feet make a subtle sound with the footsteps. Although it is not obvious, it is so clear in the ears of the infiltrator.
He didn't know who the other party was and why he suddenly blocked him here, but things had already happened, and he could only quickly think about ways to break the game.
"Please wait a moment." Seeing the unknown swordsman walking in the darkness, he covered his bleeding knee and opened his mouth.
"Please allow me to explain, my strength is far inferior to yours, you don't have to worry about me escaping or being disadvantaged to you." He said extremely calmly.
Immediately, there was the sound of the blade swiping through the air in front of him, and another lavender arc of the sword cut across his cheek. The dangerous and icy blade cut through the hairs on his skin, causing him to sweat coldly. Fortunately, the footsteps in the darkness finally stopped.
"Our actions this time are not deliberately aimed at the Roentgen caravan. It can only be said to be an accident and coincidence." His heart was beating violently in his chest, and he could only try his best to explain, because whether the other party believed it or not determined whether he could survive or not.
"We are not bad for the caravan, we just want to use the caravan to achieve other goals, and this time, unfortunately, we accidentally bumped into the adults." He raised his hand, indicating that he had no ability to resist.
Seeing that the figure in the dark didn't reply, the infiltrator began to sweat on his forehead, and his thoughts turned sharply in his mind, and he continued to explain.
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"If you can, please bypass my life. I will go back and report to the organization. After that, all actions will avoid the Roentgen caravan you are in, and this matter will be kept secret forever, as if nothing has happened."
"I can swear that what I say is true. The 'Fire-Eyed Warbler' organization I belong to has always focused on commitment and credibility, which has been witnessed in the South for decades."
"As long as you let me go, you will gain the friendship of the 'fire-eyed warbler', and we can provide you with information and know the secrets that are difficult for ordinary people to inquire."
"This is my badge, I would rather use this to contact our organization." He slowly put down his left hand, took out a small red copper badge from the inside of his collar, and placed it gently on the ground. After doing all this, the infiltrator kept his hands raised again and waited quietly.
He has tried his best, and whether he can survive or not depends on the destiny. At this point, he closed his eyes slightly and waited while his body trembled slightly.
Roland Hill stood in the darkness, quietly looking at the man in the distance, constantly analyzing his words.
The staffing of the Roentgen caravan is not strong, and the value of the goods it carries is not high, so it really cannot attract such a capable assassin to attack.
Lies cannot be ruled out, but there is a high degree of credibility in what this person says.
After a while of silence in the dark, Loren Hill slowly put away the sword.
After hearing the sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard, the infiltrator relaxed and rested his hands on the ground.
"Thank you, sir, for your mercy." He knelt on the ground and thanked him, then carefully took out the wound medicine from his arms and applied it to the bleeding wound.
After quickly bandaging, he slowly climbed up while holding the tree trunk beside him.
"After that, you can take this badge to Iron Hill City, and there is a bar called 'Black Pig' in the south of the city to find the bartender and say that you want to drink hot and cold wine. The bartender asks what kind of wine you want. When the time comes, show him this badge secretly, and he will know."
After saying this, he slowly retreated in the night.
After the infiltrator walked away, Roland Hill came to the grass, looked at the badge lying in the grass, picked it up, and looked at it slowly.
The main body of this badge is made of copper in the shape of a nightingale. It is mixed with some special materials, making the copper surface dark red. Although it is not very expensive, it also makes it difficult to imitate.
Turning over the back, there is also a series of numbers inscribed, which seems to represent some kind of special number.
"'Fire-Eyed Orioles', it seems that I have to ask other people carefully later."
Loren Hill put away the badge and returned to the camp.
Soon after, she came back to the bonfire. At this time, several people had finished eating the grilled fish. Uncle Beard was drinking wine from a small iron can. The young man was running and practicing his extraordinary sequence. The mercenary was cutting wooden branches with a knife, as if making arrow shafts.
"Come back? It's been a long time since the patrol." The bearded mercenary waved his hand.
"Well, I went to the river halfway and tried to catch fish, but unfortunately it didn't work." The girl shook her head and sat next to the bonfire again.
"Haha, this still depends on experience. Maybe you will be much better with a lantern. Some fish will swim over when they look at the light, and then use a sword to hold it."
"I'll teach you next time." The uncle patted the armor on his chest with a muffled sound, and answered boldly.
In the night, a few people patrolled in this way, and then the second group of people came to change shifts in the middle of the night. After that, the night was safe and the sky gradually dawned.