When the sound of the joint being misaligned came from Martha's wrist. Her torso visibly shuddered. Then she snorted softly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

As a high-ranking wizard who often deals with dangerous rituals and spells. Martha was not afraid of physical pain. She could even cut off her own flesh as a sacrifice to drive arcane rituals if necessary. But it was the trauma she expected. There are many techniques that can be applied. However, when she was unprepared, this unexpected situation was very bad for her.

"Now, you can try to convince me not to kill you."

"Isn't that the best reason I'm alive?" Martha pretended to be relaxed and said, "You just saw that it was only a matter of a moment that Drafi wanted to kill me. There's no need to disarm your spells after asking me for a truce. In this way, the answer is obvious. ”

"Go on."

Martha gasped softly, the blade clung to her neck forcing her to walk deeper into the mist. "She doesn't want me to die! She still needs me to get something done. ”

"Oh~?"

"You can gamble. Will there be a spell that will smash your head off before your sword chops off my head? ”

Lydia pursed her lips.

This guy is talking the same as the real thing.

But she didn't dare to bet. Her life should not be wasted in such senseless acts.

But that doesn't mean that's all there is to it.

"Good. You have a lot of point. Lydia nodded.

"I don't dare to bet, but I don't worry about people like you. So I'm going to break your hands and feet and throw you in the middle of the square, and it's up to you whether you live or die. With that, she turned her sword upside down, and used the hilt to break all of Martha's joints in her hands and feet!

"Wait!" Martha showed a frightened look at this, she didn't want to be thrown into such a ghost place without the ability to resist! She has seen a lot of scripts like this in which a woman with a noble status is caught by robbers or villagers after losing her strength, but she doesn't want it to happen to her at all!

As a female wizard in Skyrim, if you have bad luck enough to get a bad teacher, or choose the wrong place to train. I'm afraid that the object of the first experience can't even match the size of a human! Even Martha was mentally prepared for this—at best, it was like being bitten by a dog.

But that doesn't mean she's willing to die in this inexplicable fog!

There were at least five thousand people in the town, and then since the fog had risen, there were fewer than five! If this fog were harmless to humans and animals, even Charus would not believe it!

So she hurriedly said to Lydia: "I'm still useful to you!" Don't leave me here! ”

"Oh, it seems that even you don't believe that the high elf named Drafida will come to your rescue?" Lydia sneered. Without hesitation, he broke the arm of Martha's left hand!

"Shhh

"I can get you out of this fog!"

"Really?" Lydia looked suspicious. The blade that had been clinging to Martha's neck also relaxed slightly.

This is a good sign.

So Martha nodded again and again, and said while the iron was hot: "It's true!" My eyes could see the flow of magic in the atmosphere. Like now......" Her face suddenly distorted with surprise. Lost his voice shouted. "How is that possible! These fog ...... I'm hiding from you!? ”

"Huh?" Lydia was startled at first. Then it seemed that I suddenly figured out something. She reached out and slammed into the fog! A cloud of mist was caught in her palm.

"You, what are you doing?" Martha suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"Just do a test and see if what you're saying is true." Lydia said lightly. She spread her palms out, and a faint silver-gray color immediately came into view.

Sure enough, it was metal dust. Their particles are so small that they are really hard to spot unless you look at them intentionally.

"It's Miss Alice's strength. Did you avoid me because I had adult marks on me? So the situation may not be good. ”

She turned her gaze to Martha, "Can you find the center of this fog?" ”

"Hey! What do you want to do? Martha almost turned to question her, but the tip of the sword pushed her back. So she lowered her voice and said, "Listen, I don't know what your master does, but the last time I looked at her, I felt that she seemed to be younger than me." And the people or anything else hidden in this fog are beyond Draphae's power! ”

"Don't do anything stupid!"

"Very well," Lydia smiled and nodded, confirming her thoughts even more. "Take me there."

"Huh!?"

[This guy didn't listen to a word! 】

Martha just looked hesitant. Immediately, she felt a tingling pain in her neck!

It bleeds.

The wound was about one-tenth of an inch deep.

"If you dare to play tricks, I'll kill you even if it's a gamble. Anyway, I'm just an unknown stupid guard, and I'm dead. And you, a high-level wizard with a lot of promise. If you want to gamble your life, just let the horse come. Lydia said in a flat tone. But there was a strong will in her voice. There was no doubt that if Martha had moved the slightest, she would swing her sword without hesitation.

"You crazy woman." Martha cursed in a low voice. But Lydia gave her a kick in the knee, causing her to nearly fall to the ground.

After all, Lydia hated her a lot, if it weren't for the possibility of Drafae. She had already stabbed Martha with a seventeen or eighteen sword to vent her hatred.

"Are you going?"

"Even if you're in a hurry to die, at least bring my medicine bag with you." Martha sighed softly and said helplessly. "Maybe your master has been seriously injured?"

Ten minutes later......

"Are you sure you're not wrong? How do I feel about this place appearing at least three times. Lydia looked at the barrel at her feet. That's right, there are three inconspicuous markings on it. It looks like it's the same.

She placed her finger on the witch's shoulder. Said softly. "Do you need me to remind you which way to go?"

Anyone could tell that if Martha had answered "Yes", one of her bones would have been cut in two by some unpleasant sound.

So she sensibly chose to change the subject. He hurriedly explained: "This is because the magic here is relatively chaotic! Someone must have been fighting here just now! I think we should go over and check it out! With difficulty, she lifted her roughly intact right arm and pointed to an area in the fog.

"If you lie to me, I'll break all ten of your fingers in two!"

"It's up to you to break it into three sections!"

Since Martha had said so, there was no reason for Lydia not to give it a try. So she carried Martha deeper into the fog.

She had barely taken forty steps before she saw several sword marks deep in the ground, almost cutting through the bluestone slabs. And in the center of this sword mark, an empty suit was lying quietly on the ground.

It was the uniform of the Brotherhood, and it was a high-ranking assassin who died.

"It's the same way again, all the metal structures are drained. And the body is gone. Martha raised an eyebrow. They had seen such wreckage several times in their previous explorations. No matter how high the status of the deceased was and how strong his martial arts were. They all disappear in exactly the same way.

And Martha's doubts in her heart are getting heavier and heavier.

This fog is like a big hunting ground. The stealthy beast is preying on its prey one by one.

And such a powerful and ferocious beast. But he turned a blind eye to these two little things that had been dangling under his nose!

She was kind of convinced that the fog was really made by the girl named Alice.

"Huh? This person...... Was it self-inflicted? ”

Examining the remains, Lydia suddenly notices an anomaly.

The Brotherhood's leather armor had a narrow cut in its chest, and an iron-wood handle fell to it.

What is the reason why such a powerful swordsman chooses to commit suicide so dishonorably? Where did his blood go?

Following the sword marks, Ladia slowly looked behind the Assassin - a plaza shrouded in a cloud of metal. Something that grew stronger and stronger drove her, and she couldn't help but search for the truth behind the fog.

She took a deep breath and slowly erected the spine of her sword......

'Peng ————————'

With her strength, even with all her strength, the sword wind she swung out was at most Cheng Dù who made a ten-year-old child unstable in a short distance. But if you just want to temporarily dispel the metal cloud in front of you, it's enough!

The fog dispersed.

'Bang dang——! Lydia's sword fell to the ground. And she didn't hear it.

"Wow, wow~" Martha shook her head in admiration and said, "This master of yours is really an amazing character." ”

"Impossible...... Miss Alice...... There is no way to do such a thing! The young female swordsman held her head in disbelief with blank eyes.

In the square in front of her, there were thousands of sets of empty clothes stacked densely!

There are up to 5,000 people in this town, and this is a third of the town!

There was no struggle, no blood, as if everyone was just quietly falling asleep. However, the neckline, which opened like a wide mouth, still issued a silent accusation to the sky.

Among them are the elderly, children, husbands, wives, families, and companions. But they were all gone, silently, not even a drop of blood, not a single piece of flesh left. And the only clothes left have become the only traces left in the world by these nameless people.

Devour flesh to mend limbs, and drain souls to restore mana.

That's probably what it looks like.

But......

"Why !!"

"Why are you doing this?"

"Love-Li-Silk !!!!" The gray-eyed girl clenched her fists and let out a hysterical shout.

"Sue me, it's not true!!"

"You're coming out!"

At that moment, Martha suddenly pounced on her and pushed her into the side of the house.

"If you don't want to die, don't open your mouth!"

Caught off guard, Lydia was crushed to the ground, but a punch from under her side nearly knocked her out.

But she survived.

She leaned down and choked Lydia's screams with her lips.

Lydia's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. Her first instinct was to break Martha's neck.

But in a split second before she did it. The muscles in her body stiffened. She finally understood why Martha, who was obviously powerless to resist, would make such a move that was no different from looking for death.

It was a huge black shadow. Through the crack in the door, it can be seen swimming silently through the window.

It is at least three stories tall and hundreds of feet long. It's like a mythical monster, and it makes you shudder from the bottom of your heart.

Until it disappeared, neither of the men in the room dared to move even a little finger.

Perhaps it was an illusion, and Ladia felt it pause as it passed near the hut.

…………

Lydia pushed the sorceress away from her stomach, gasping for air.

"That was ...... just now"

"I don't know." Martha lay lazily on the ground. "Maybe it's some kind of legendary monster. Maybe it's the enchantment of a great wizard. Anyway, it's definitely not your cute little host. ”

"Yes." Lydia said quietly. There is no joy or sorrow in the tone.

“…………”

“…………”

"Hmm...... Do you hear any strange sounds? ”