At night, the third squad of the second detachment of the Luobei Manor Guard was conducting a routine patrol around the village.

This is their main job.

It is well known that when Lord Robey first arrived, he not only had a shallow relationship with the squires of Ratrinithai, but also suffered a despicable deception and had to build his estate in such a remote place.

There are far more beasts than people here. Since the establishment of the estate, there have been fourteen cases of missing children, all concentrated in the plantation village on the edge of the woods.

The scene is horrific and the large predators will go deep into the manor and even touch the vicinity of the villa to pick out what they find tasty.

In order to protect his personal and property safety, Master Robey had to expand his own escort team.

The expanded convoy is mainly responsible for two things.

A detachment was stationed on the beach, and two old gun emplacements on either side of the pier were used to protect against pirate attacks.

The second detachment was stationed near the villa, mainly responsible for driving away wild beasts, and by the way, also on the lookout for natives and bandits who settled in the forest.

Patrolling around the village is their main way of working, and the four groups take turns day and night.

Today happens to be the turn of the 3rd and 5th squads to patrol the night.

After resting in the duty room until the return of the fifth squad, squad leader Runit began his work with his team members and two well-trained Portuguese water dogs.

northern vestibule, normal; Eastern Ranch, Normal; Southern Cliffs, Normal ......

The guards walked lazily through the quiet manor with torches, and it took just over an hour to patrol three of them, and then they could return to the duty room to enjoy the hot soup and cozy bedding in the western plantation villages.

This speed is actually a little faster......

Runit stared at his pocket watch for a long time, and when he saw that the jungle was approaching, he finally made up his mind: "We'll rest here for half an hour, and continue patrolling after half an hour." ”

The old partner was quite surprised by Runit's decision: "Take a break in the middle of the patrol? Runit, that's a bit out of order, isn't it? ”

"It's not that I don't go to the village, I just rest for a while, it doesn't matter." Runit walked over to his old partner, patted his pocket watch, and explained softly, "Joe, it's too fast ahead. If we had been back in the duty room before two o'clock, the five groups of guys would not have thought that everything was normal outside, and would only suspect us of cheating. ”

"So much faster than usual?" Qiao was stunned for a moment, "But if you take a break halfway, it will really be a cheating." If the little things slip their mouths, let the vice-captain hear......"

"I can't do it anymore." Runit spat at the grass, "It's definitely the responsibility of the leader to be so fast, little George is your nephew, you go and remind him." ”

"What about you?"

"Me? For half an hour, I went out into the woods to ......"

"May the jaguar like your white ass." Joe rolled his eyes violently.

"It's useless to like it." Runit tightened the leash on his hand, "With Garo here, the big cat can't get close to me." ”

……

Climbing is the basic skill of Assasin.

Legend has it that the best Assassins could cling their hands and feet to mirror-smooth marble walls and hang upside down from fragile plaster tops, silently approaching their targets.

Henna was born in the era of the decline of Assasin, both skills and equipment have degraded much compared to her predecessors, and the realm of that legend has long been a real legend for her, but if it is just a natural rock wall like Robbe Cliff, she can still behave as agile as a lynx.

Unlike Lorraine's step-by-step climbing, her main way of traveling on the rock face is jumping.

Fingers and toes are clasped to the fulcrum with minimal force, the body is arched, and the center of gravity is used to ensure that the body is leaning towards the rock wall, and the head is raised to find the next suitable fulcrum.

The new fulcrum is often in a radius of two meters, once found, she jumps, first settles, and then grasps, in case a certain fulcrum falls off loosely, she jumps as fast as possible, and changes to the second choice prepared in advance and close at hand.

It's a climbing style that's unique to her, requiring lightness, dexterity, and inhuman precision control over the muscles of her body.

Lorraine would never have thought of this way, even if Henna taught him by hand, with his physique and skill, it would not be enough to successfully perform, I am afraid that if he stretches his legs, the shale on the soles of his feet will be broken into two.

So Henna climbed the rock very fast, the nearly vertical rock wall of more than fifty meters was a moat in the eyes of mortals, and she couldn't even delay for five minutes under her feet, and by the time Lorraine began to climb, she had already slipped silently to the top of the cliff like a snake.

On the cliff is a forest.

The forest was not large, but it was densely wooded, with a lush canopy of broad-leaved trees woven into a thick hood that shaded the moonlight and allowed only specks of light through the gaps.

Henna closed her eyes and recalled the information about the manor.

The villa is built on a mountain cliff, and there are primeval forests on the east and west sides. However, the forest to the east did not overlap with the rocky beach, and no matter how far the advance party deviated on the way, it was impossible to get into it, so this forest could only be on the west side.

Having determined the location, and with the cliff as a reference, Henna quickly reached the edge of the woods and found Joe, who was busy teaching her nephew a lesson.

Bodyguard? Sentry? Two people? A dog?

Is this their sentry post? Why do you have to set up a sentry post at the intersection of the cliffs and the woods? To guard against cliff-climbing bandits or pirates? Is there a lot of people who like to use rock climbing to surprise attack?

Henna covered her hood with an almost halted speed, carefully hiding her short blond hair, her mind spinning.

Suppose that this is a holy place for outlaws to climb with their bare hands, and it is extremely popular, are these two people all the men of the sentry post? If there is a clear whistle, will there be a separate dark whistle for early warning? Where's the Dark Sentinel?

She listened quietly.

Tonight's breeze, there is the rustle of leaves overhead, the slight flute of snakes and insects stirring the blades of grass under your feet, the vulgar and fierce invective of the sentry post in the distance, and the intermittent chirping of night owls overhead, cooing, cooing......

There was no obvious abnormality.

Henna is confident in her hearing, and though she can't be entirely sure, she generally believes that there are no hidden sentinels nearby.

What about farther?

Lorraine told her that in the combination of light and dark whistles, the bright whistle is the bait and the cheese on the mousetrap.

Regardless of how the dark whistle is set up, its only observation target is the open whistle.

Environment, view, space...... There weren't many places to set up a dark whistle, and in the blink of an eye, Henna sifted out five, three on the tree and two under the tree.

She stooped and loosened the laces of her boots, shook them slightly, and stepped barefoot on the grass, silently skimming all the dots like a ghost.

There was really no secret sentry in the forest, and when you got close to observe, the two people and one dog outside the forest did not look like serious sentinels at all.

They had no backpacks on them, no normal facilities and campfires in the places they were staying, and they were not so much sentinels as the younger ones who wanted to be lazy on patrol and were being lectured by the older ones.

In this case......

Henna used the cover of the trunk to get close to Joe and little George, who were facing away from her, unthreatening. On the contrary, the water dog on the side seemed to be lying lazily on the ground, but whether it was a motionless tail or ridged ears, it showed that it was still responsible and did not relax its vigilance for a moment.

It's just a pity that Henna won't let it hear or smell it......

Chilling!

The red velvet knife flew out of the woods, crossed the space in the blink of an eye, and pierced through the right ear before the water dog could react, and passed diagonally through the brain, killing the water dog instantly.

Its high head slammed to the ground with a pop, and before it could let out a hint of alarm, Joe and little George didn't notice anything unusual.

Having eliminated the greatest threat, Henna climbed the tree lightly, pulled the slender sling from her pocket, and knotted the collar.

The collar was tossed out, fluttering, and rubbing the tip of Joe's nose over his shoulder. Joe's scolding stopped abruptly, and he touched his chest in confusion and felt a thin leather cord.

"It's ......"

When it was too late, Henna leaped down from the tree, tied the ring tightly, and strangled Joe's neck.

Joe struggled desperately with bulging eyeballs, leaning over, his feet scratching long trails on the grass.

Little George was stupefied.

He saw a dark shadow leap down from the tree, fluttering and flying, flicking his wrist at his brow...... Burst!

After a few moments, Joe stopped struggling and turned into a corpse hanging from a tree branch, George and the water dog lying on their stomachs, oozing blood in a thick puddle of blood in the grass. Henna silently withdrew her piso and throwing knife, wiping her pocket clean.

"Threat Removal ...... Lorraine is about to climb up, it's time to go back......"