It was a simple question, but Bertha hesitated. Inside the store, only a few fresh-faced passengers cast reproachful glances, as if to signal her to speak quickly, so that the troops could leave quickly and not disturb the excitement of lunch.

The regular customers know what is going on, and most of them often pass through the nearby merchants, scholars, or adventurers, and are more or less infested by night-time trolls, and usually they can only reach the caves and activity boundaries where they are entrenched, and take a long detour to ward off the disaster.

However, no one passing by meant no source of food, and night trolls would go out at night, even breaking into inhabited places, and there was a dejected man in the store who once watched his family die in the mouth of the ugly monster.

"She told you to keep it a secret?" Nebet didn't wait for an answer, but continued to ask, roughly guessing that this would be the outcome.

"No, no," Bertha immediately denied, "it's like this... I'm recalling, who were the warriors who participated in the campaign against the night trolls that day, they were local warriors, and the night trolls they killed together, there was no girl Mr. Commander said..."

Although the locals on Bertha's side were not accustomed to the way the kingdom army did so, it seemed that they wanted to find trouble with the calamity, but they came to find trouble. But such thoughts can only be hidden in the heart over and over again, and no one dares to say it, especially under the sacrificial gaze of the orcs.

"You want to say that my information is wrong?" Nebet's smile seemed to change tone.

"I didn't mean that..."

A strong man suddenly stood up, causing the stool creaking on the floor.

"Ask me, Commander, the king has been slow to move, so we spontaneously defeated the night troll, and I was one of the participants that day." He said.

The strong man also folded his arms like an orc to show off his knotted strength, and he was about to catch up with the orc.

"I don't have time to listen to your lies, so let me keep things simple." Nebet ignored the man, and as he spoke to Bertha, he raised his hand to the man.

With a whoosh, the axe swept over the man's shoulder, splattering blood and even piercing the walls of the hut, causing light from outside the hole to shine.

"Uh——!" The man grabbed his shoulders and screamed and fell to the ground.

The blood-spattered customers around them also made frightened noises, and realized that the axe had been thrown by an orc - he was stuck behind the throw, and his right hand was hitting it straight.

"Then if you lie again, or if you lie again," Nebet continued to Bertha with no change in his face, even with a slight smile, "and I will kill one more." ”

At the same time, Nebet raised his hand and quietly cast a spell, and the axe, which had been pierced and flew out of the house, floated back with an invisible force and fell into the hands of the orcs, who caught the short-handled axe, and spun it in his hand a few times in a dazzled manner, and inserted the handle back into his back.

No one is lamenting his skill anymore, all of them are making fearful noises about him. They tried to hold down the man's wounds, but it was too late, he bled to death, and almost a third of the tavern floor was submerged in his blood.

Bertha was in a trance, and when she was stimulated to scream, she covered her mouth and nose, tears rolling down.

"Do you understand? What about the response? Seeing that she was unresponsive, Nebet asked.

Her throat trembled for a moment, and she couldn't say a complete sentence, so she could only nod.

"Very good, I don't want to be like this~" The corners of Nebet's mouth curled even more, and now his smile seemed real, he shrugged, "Who let the target be the highest authority in this country asked me to find, her life is more important than the life of any of your civilians, I am also very anxious, if I can't find it, the tragic situation of that person just now will happen to me." ”

"Indeed, indeed... There is such a girl," Bertha, who paused slightly, was finally able to control her emotions and make a sound, "She is very brave, she spontaneously solved the monster for us, and did not accept any benefits, she is really a good person, Lord Commander..."

"She? Is she that powerful? Can you deal with four-star level monsters? Nebet didn't believe that the target she was looking for would have such a strong force, and originally thought that the news of her arrival in the royal capital was just a rumor, maybe it was the guards around her, because the former guards were the great magician Sangilf, and the current guards must not be weak.

“... She's what you say, a girl with black hair and bright blue eyes, and it's rare to see that kind of appearance in the neighborhood, as beautiful as an elf..."Bertha said with great certainty, "She helped us, but we want us to keep this matter secret, don't tell about the killing of the monster, I saw with my own eyes that she brought back half of the monster's head, and the exotic knife in her hand was stained with the blue blood of the monster, I didn't mean to hide it from you..."

“... Heh~" These words reached Nebet's ears, making him feel very mysterious, a cowardly little girl who used to cry, can kill the night troll? But the image sounds like it's not far from ten.

"She also has a trait, because of the curse, every tear of her will turn into a blue butterfly - magic that consumes her life, such a curse, she will not last a year, but she has been cursed from her body until now, the past nine years," Nebet said to himself as he looked at the empty place, and then looked at Bertha, "Have you ever seen such a butterfly on her?" To this day, I'm not sure she's still the crybaby I cursed..."

Bertha raised her trembling fingers and headed out of the gate, "... You're talking about, is that the one? ”

Nebet looked back, and the orc also turned away, looking out of the house under the cloudy sky, but it was still relatively bright compared to the place he was.

The short adventurer crouching next to the corpse of the dead man found this great opportunity, and with tears in his eyes, he was filled with righteous indignation, pulled out the short knife at his waist and quietly ran to the back of the orc, vowing to avenge his friend, and it was a big deal to live in exile in the future, and it was not the country of Vermilion that could be treated!

In full view, the short adventurer scurried behind the orc, the blade of the sneak attack already touching the hair on the back of his neck. Another thick black shadow flashed behind the orc, it was his arm, and he grabbed the adventurer's neck. The orc didn't turn his head back, so he wrung the adventurer, and only a bone shattered from inside the house.

The tavern was restless and panicked again, and outside the house was the calm before the rain, and a butterfly fluttering with its wings, as if emitting a blue fluorescence, slowly moved and landed on the shoulder of a soldier.

There was more than one, scattered from the east side of the road, like more than a dozen butterflies unfolding their migration.

"Go, go!" One of the soldiers standing at the back of the line was very bored, and his position would not be discovered by the commander, so he seemed to be afraid to swing and fight to drive away the butterflies.

The sound of the human body being broken.

"Ah——!h

"What's wrong!?"

"It's the back."

"Ah, he, someone is dead!"

The soldiers immediately dispersed, only to see that the soldier's body had opened irregular wounds from his waist to his shoulders, and the blood spread to the ground, and the person was no longer breathing... Obviously, the armor is still intact.

Beside him, a butterfly with broken wings just stopped struggling, and no one cared about it.

One person is responsible for going to the commander's side to make a report, while the rest are on alert.

"Is it magic?" One of the soldiers exclaimed, drawing his sword and looking around, "Where is the enemy?" ”

Nebet seemed to see something and immediately ran out of the tavern.

"Where are so many butterflies in the way?" Because a butterfly flew to the front of the helmet to block the view, the soldier immediately reached out and pinched it.

"Don't move those butterflies!" Nebet shouted, but it was too late.

Among the troops, there was another scream.

vertex