Xu Yichen found the soldier's self-mutilating dagger in the mud by the waterhole, and the dagger was thrust into the mud nearly twenty centimeters deep by the soldier's clenched fist.

Obviously, during this time, the potion has begun to take effect.

The Demon Hunter began to search for the warrior's relics around the waterhole, and he did not believe that the man who dared to use such a brutal means to fight the plague would leave some useful information for those who came after him.

As it turned out, the Demon Hunter's guess was correct.

A sturdy cowhide backpack was suspended from a branch not far from the corpse, and a one-handed sword full of notches was nailed to the side of the knapsack.

Xu Yichen took the weapon and backpack back next to the soldier's corpse, sat on the ground and opened the backpack.

"Let me see what useful news you left me, man, if you're still alive, we'll be here." Xu Yichen washed the mud off his hands with the help of the stagnant water next to him.

Inside the backpack was a drained hydration bag, the edges of which had been worn out and somewhat translucent, in a semi-scrapped state.

Some of the jerky that looked very suspicious were black in color and extremely hard, and even in Xu Yichen's eyes, this thing was out of the scope of food.

The tooth marks on it confirmed his suspicion that the warrior had tried, but had not succeeded.

A bloodstained simple map, as crude as ever, simply outlining the terrain of Storm's End and its surroundings, and a small coastal town with a blood-red handprint, which is the final destination of the warriors.

Xu Yichen picked up the map and looked at it carefully for a while, and compared it with the map in his hand, and found that this town was the nameless town that Yang Yuefan and they had not been able to find before.

On this map, the town is labeled as the Far South Sailor's House.

He carefully folded the map and tucked it back into the storage space on his waist with his own map, which would save him at least five days of travel.

Underneath the map, there is a dirty diary, the outer layer of which is badly worn, and it is clear that the owner of the diary often treats it roughly.

This was somewhat unexpected by the demon hunters, and in the Far South Continent, it was difficult to say whether there were more professionals or more people who could read and write.

In addition to spellcasters and priests, there are even fewer people who possess both abilities.

The Demon Hunter suppressed his curiosity, put the journal aside, and continued to rummage through the warrior's backpack.

At the bottom of the backpack is a metal tube that is wrapped in layers.

Xu Yichen unscrewed the metal container and found that there was a finger soaked in the light blue liquid inside, as if he had sensed the breath of a living person, and the finger was like a caterpillar, arching one by one, trying to crawl out of the test tube.

"Plague samples?" The Demon Hunter retightened the metal pipe and put it into the storage gear around his waist as well, "Who are you going to take it to?" ”

Xu Yichen checked the cowhide backpack again, and after making sure that he didn't miss anything, he sorted out the corpse of the warrior: "Presumably you don't want your body to become a new source of infection, may your gods protect your soul, I testify, you are a brave person!" ”

A whole bottle of good rum was poured down by the Demon Hunter, the best wine that could be bought in Anthony Grand Port, because of the presence of Vittoria, the members of the Retribution Warband knew the city's wine culture very well, and could always buy good wine that no one else could buy.

Good wine is the most appropriate for the occasion when warriors come to match it.

Xu Yichen then sprinkled another distilled spirit with a higher degree and set the body on fire.

In front of the flames, he cut his palm with the long sword in his hand and sprinkled his own blood into the flames, and the red flames suddenly turned into silver-white flames.

The corpse in the flames gradually blurred, and the demon hunter threw the dagger into the flames, along with the warrior's sword and the cowhide backpack, and turned away.

"On the 21st of February, today is my lucky day, I have finally passed the test of the viscount and become a member of the brotherhood." On the way, Xu Yichen opened the soldier's diary and found that most of it was unrelated content consisting of a few sentences or even one sentence.

It's not so much a diary as a memo.

"On March 27th, I never thought that there would be such a large underground space under Viscount Amos's castle, and I hope that I can quickly integrate into the Brotherhood, so that my father will not have to worry that I will not be able to inherit his knighthood."

The Demon Hunter frowned, although he himself had dug a secret room under the castle, he still maintained an innate hostility towards this kind of organization hidden underground.

Since ancient times, there has been no good organization called a brotherhood.

He skimmed over more than a dozen pages of trivial snippets of his daily life, most of which were about the satisfaction and pride of the original owner after joining the fraternity.

The organization, known as the Brotherhood, seems to be a semi-public organization within Storm's End, and its leader is not the owner of Storm's End, but a choice among the nobles under the age of forty.

Most of its members are also elite members of the young aristocracy, and some outstanding commoners will be admitted exceptionally.

Joining the Brotherhood, in the city of Storm's End, is equivalent to entering a real high-level circle, and the members will take care of each other and use each other.

"August 21st, today is the annual evaluation day for new members of the Brotherhood, and before I know it, I have been a member of the Brotherhood for half a year, and I have to face challenges from new members, and Campas bless me so that I will not live up to my father's name of bravery."

"On August 22nd, the new members are a monster! I don't even have the courage to fight back in front of him, when did this Seris appear? I'd never heard of this guy before in Storm's End, but luckily, he single-handedly defeated half of the Brotherhood, and no one would think I was a coward. ”

Xu Yichen looked at the record in the diary and showed a smile, if he guessed correctly, the Seris people in this are probably a player.

In Storm's End, there is a player of New Huaxia, who is his natural ally.

"On the first of September, the Seris asked me about the history of the Brotherhood, and seemed interested in the members of the Brotherhood when it was first formed, and I told him everything I knew. Hell, he looked at me like he was looking at a dead man, and I almost turned around and ran. ”

"On September 18th, the miners in the mining area said that someone had the plague, and that there were dead people wandering around the mines and attacking the living, and these people drank their brains?"