Freya drove her horse forward with a blank face.

About ten minutes later, on the narrow path, a white carriage without horses stopped on the side of the road, and obvious chopping could be seen around the carriage, and there were also many scattered marks and blood in the ravine next to the path, which was obviously related to the fast horse just now.

In the woods not far from the carriage, Freya could faintly smell the faint smell of blood, and it was estimated that this was the place where the corpses were discarded.

However, this is a forest, and it doesn't take long for wild wolves and wild dogs and other animals to clear the field.

Freya only glanced at it and drove off in the carriage.

Three hours later, Freya's carriage appeared in a small village in the Colt Forest.

As soon as Freya crossed the entrance to the fence of thick black timber that surrounded the village, the noise of hawking reached her ears.

As far as the eye can see, the small village is full of stalls selling animal flesh and skin, and some people in all kinds of clothes are walking and picking them up.

"This looks like a trading village for hunters," Freya guessed as she watched the bustling scene.

Although the village looks a little messy, it still has a pattern when you look closely, and most of the stalls at the entrance of the village are some stalls that sell relatively well, and then increase in turn.

However, none of this was what Freya needed, but after looking at it, she led the carriage to the place where the carriage was specially placed and settled down.

Walking lightly through these stalls, Freya had planned to find a hotel in this small village to stay in, but when she reached the last stall, a faint breath came from there, startling her attention.

"Huh?" Turn your head sideways. Freya looked at the stall, but it was not a prey stall but some common herb stall, and the owner was a thin, gray-haired old man leaning against a wooden pier, squinting and pretending to sleep.

Freya walked over to the stall, crouched down, and gently rummaged through the herbs that lay on the stall. Soon he found a black branch in the shape of a bamboo.

Pluck off one of the top leaves. I put it in my hand and grinded it, and suddenly there was a sour smell.

"This is actually a cut of bamboo grass?" Smelling the sour smell, Freya's eyes lit up slightly.

Although the bamboo grass is just an ordinary negative energy demonization plant. But it was obviously unusual for this plant to pop up in such a barren place, and now this place was not far from that area, where demonized plants could be picked. Maybe it's the entrance to the secret realm.

It seemed that the smell of bamboo grass made the originally sleepy-eyed stall owner suddenly wake up, he covered his nose and frowned and opened his eyes. saw a young girl squatting in front of the stall, and immediately came to her senses.

"What do you need, this young lady? Most of the herbs I have here were picked at noon today, and they are absolutely fresh. Guaranteed to work, look at this—" Skilled words came out of his mouth, apparently anyone who saw him would say that.

Freya waved her hand. Interrupt his words and put the bamboo grass in his hand in front of his eyes. Looking into his eyes, he smiled and said slowly.

"Boss, where did this thing come from, sue me?"

The old man's expression was suddenly in a trance, as if he was attracted by Freya's azure pupils, and his words became a little slow.

"It's... I've started with... Gerald Town... Acquired..."

"Which one is it from in the small town of Gerald... Sue sù me... I'll give you the reward you deserve. A soothing tone, with a hint of seduction.

"It's... Little Tom..."

"Okay, thanks, here's a reward for you." Looking at his eyes that were about to fall asleep, Freya directly popped a silver coin out of her waist bag and landed on the old man's hand.

The old man looked at the silver coin in his hand in a bit of a daze, as if he had just come to his senses, and looked at Freya's departing back, and touched his head, a little confused.

Not caring about the situation behind her, Freya played with the bamboo grass in her hand, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a hint of arc.

I didn't expect to come across reliable clues as soon as I arrived here, and it seems that my luck is not so bad. ’

Gerald's town, she had already learned about that town when she was in the resident villa before, the population of the town was not more than two hundred, and it was too easy to find someone named Little Tom.

After finding the only inn in the village, and resting for the night, Freya left the place early the next morning.

At the speed of the carriage, Freya reached the town of Gerald at two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

The town of Gerald is still located in the Colt Forest, but it is much better in size and style than the humble hamlet of yesterday.

Walls of stone bricks towered over the entrance to the town, and at the feet of the gravel road Freya led the carriage through the streets of the town.

The houses on both sides are made of wood, and there are signs hanging in front of a few special houses, which seem to be shops used to sell things.

It's just that at this time, the residents of the town don't seem to be there, and Freya hasn't met a few people along the way, and it looks empty.

Heading down the street, Freya quickly came to a stop in front of a house marked a hotel.

This house is the only three-storey house in the entire town, and it has been specially painted with a pale yellow paint.

The door was open, and Freya led the carriage to a horse next to the house, and then entered the room.

In some dimly lit rooms, there were a few simple square tables, but the stools were placed upside down, as if they had not been used for a long time.

Freya stretched out her fingers and gently wiped the white ash on the table, frowning slightly, she raised her head and looked around, and said loudly.

"Anyone? Someone is not there? ”

"Yes! Someone! ”

Soon, there was a sound of footsteps at the back door of the room, and after a while, a fat woman dressed in gray linen came through the back door of the room, looked at Freya a little, and then said with a smile.

"I'm the owner of this shop, do you want to stay or eat?"

"Accommodation."

"Oh, if you stay, it's four copper coins a day, how many days are you going to stay."

"How many days?" Freya thought for a moment and handed out a gold coin, "Stay for ten days first, this is money, and the rest is the daily food and horses..."

Taking the gold coin, the woman immediately burst into laughter, and her tone became extremely enthusiastic.

"Of course, of course! I will be entertained by the best food in our town!! ”

"Hmm." Freya nodded, then asked the woman, "Boss, do you know where a man named Little Tom is in your town?" (To be continued)