In the western part of Yod City, in a small village called Medodo.

The red rain fell from the sky, making the whole village feel as if it was soaked in a sea of blood. Villagers gather in churches for prayer meetings, and five militiamen, dressed in raincoats, hide in watchtowers on rudimentary wooden walls, keeping an eye on the darkness outside.

The "hoodoo" in the village has long been cleaned up, so the villagers are not worried about any dangerous monsters suddenly appearing in the village, but it is difficult to say outside the village. Therefore, on a demonic night, the number of militia responsible for monitoring the outside of the village will be much larger than usual.

"It's annoying." A middle-aged militiaman with a bearded face spat and spat, "It looks like a woman's menstruation." ”

Hearing the words of the Hu slag militia, another militia youth who was drinking tea frowned slightly. Looking at the tea in his hand that was dyed red by the moonlight, the militia youth suddenly lost his appetite.

"Be careful, it looks like something is coming." A middle-aged militiaman, armed with a bow and arrow, stood up and stared at the darkness outside the village.

The middle-aged militiaman with a scumbag face smashed his mouth: "What is it this time?" A crazy rabbit or a running kohlrabi? ”

"Maybe it's a mad slime." Another militiaman laughed.

"Oh! Damn, I'd rather run into a mad goblin than those disgusting slimes. The middle-aged bearded man picked up his big axe and looked at the darkness outside the watchtower, a hint of hideousness appeared on his face, "But whatever it is, I'll cut off its head!" ”

The middle-aged militiaman with a bow and arrow narrowed his eyes slightly: "Maybe you don't need your axe." Looks like two humans. ”

The middle-aged scumbag's eyes widened: "Two humans? Are you sure humans are going to run around in this kind of hellish weather? ”

"Are you doubting my eyes?" The archer glanced at the middle-aged beard.

"Oh~ Of course not. I'm suspicious of the heads of those two humans. The middle-aged man took a big axe and looked out of the village with an effort. However, the darkness made it impossible for him to see anything.

After a few moments, the two figures finally appeared where the bonfire could illuminate. It was a handsome young man and a beautiful woman in a maid's costume, obviously running in the rain of blood, but there was not even a drop of rain on the two of them, as if there was an invisible barrier for them to block the raindrops falling from the sky.

Looking at the two travelers in front of them, the militiamen on the watchtower couldn't help but mutter. These two don't seem to be easy to mess with.

"Stop! Explain where you came, travelers! The middle-aged scumbag shouted in a loud voice, as if he didn't care about the posture shown by the other party at all.

Standing at the gate of the village, Green glanced up at the militia on the watchtower: "Royal Guards of the Kingdom!" My companion should be waiting for me at the inn in this village. My companions and I will leave the village after the turn. ”

"There was no one in the hostel! Everyone gathered in the church. The middle-aged man said loudly.

“…… I know. Ignoring the tense gesture on the watchtower, Green glanced at the village gate in front of him, ran two steps forward, and then borrowed a force from the gate and easily climbed over.

Chikage followed, past the village gate.

"Open the gate, we'll have to leave it later."

Ignoring the militia on the watchtower, the two ran straight to the village.

Looking at the two travelers who seemed to be uninhabited, the faces of the militiamen on the watchtower were a little unpleasant.

"These bala lambs don't take us seriously at all!" The middle-aged man looked at the two travelers and couldn't help but scold.

"Be quiet. Those two men were royal guards. ”

"What about the royal guards? Can the royal guards be like this!? My special mother is just unhappy with their attitude of no one in their eyes! The middle-aged scumbag scolded with a big grin.

However, just when the middle-aged scumbag was scolding, a gloomy voice suddenly came from the village: "You are right, I am also very unhappy with your attitude of no one in your eyes." ”

With a burst of breaking sound, a small pebble shot from the village, heading straight for the middle-aged scum!

"I (beep-)!" The middle-aged scumbag scolded angrily and hurriedly rolled over.

"Bang! ~"The stone flew past the middle-aged skin of the stubble and disappeared into the rainy night, only the blood marks on the middle-aged arm of the stubble testified to everything that had just happened.

In the direction in which the small stone disappeared, the faces of several militiamen turned a little pale.

After throwing a rock, Green stopped paying attention to the brainless idiot behind him.

Green soon arrived at the inn in the village.

In the back of the village inn, two shadow guards disguised as middle-aged men were waiting.

Seeing Green appear, the two shadow guards saluted.

"Master."

"Master."

"Is the mount ready?"

"It's ready, master." Two shadow guards pulled two one-man tall rabbits out of their horses.

As a mount, the giant rabbit is not as durable and burden-bearing as cattle and horses, hard-working and hard-working as horse-drawn carriage insects, less flexible than chocobos, and incomparable in combat effectiveness with various magical beasts with dragon blood, but the giant rabbit has an advantage: night vision!

Most mounts are blind at night, but the Giant Rabbit can see even at night and can run in complex terrain such as forests, making it the best mount when escaping.

The giant rabbit has a saddle on its back. Green and Thousand Shadows rolled over and climbed directly onto the back of the giant rabbit.

"Withdraw!" Green commanded the two shadow guards.

"Yes, master." The two shadow guards shed their disguises, revealing the pitch-black stealth cloak underneath, and then drilled into the shadows beneath the hare's feet.

The two shadow guards turned into shadows and hid in the shadows beneath the giant rabbit.

Grimm rode the giant rabbit and ran straight out of the hotel and straight to the gate of the village.

Soon, Green was at the door of the village.

Looking at the closed gate and the militia standing on the watchtower, a hint of displeasure appeared on Green's face.

"Didn't I tell you to open the door?"

On the watchtower, several militiamen looked at Green and his party under the city wall, and their faces showed a trace of displeasure. Even if you are a royal guard, this attitude is too contemptuous, right? Although it was only a group of militiamen, the crowd felt seriously offended.

The middle-aged militiaman armed with an archer motioned to his companion to hold the middle-aged man and poked his head out from the watchtower: "Please wait, we will open the door immediately." ”

"Forget it, no need." Green clasped his hands weakly.

The magic converged in Grimm's hands and then took the shape of a sword.

The magic sword slashed towards the gate in front of him, directly turning the wooden gate in front of him into pieces.

Looking at the shattered gate in front of them, the militiamen were stunned.

The middle-aged militiaman, who had the most knowledge, opened his eyes wide and squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Heroic rank!" ”

People who can be called "heroes" are at least the golden level - after all, no one will put their "level" on their heads, so many times they can only rely on experience to roughly judge what level the opponent's strength is above.

Watching a "hero" destroy the gates of the village and march away, the militiamen had nothing to do but look at each other. After all, that's a hero!