After going out, Wille heard footsteps and a dark shadow descending from the side of the mountain, and Will, clenching his sword, hurried to the side of the mountain, and found a low path clinging to the mountain wall one day.

A dark shadow flashed in front of it.

You can't let him report it! Weir knew that he might be locked up some distance from them, and if he called the people over, he would be in prison.

Moreover, he urgently needed someone to act as his guide.

The one in the room who is asleep is no threat to himself, but this one who runs in front of him can't let him ventilate and report the news!

Following the footsteps, a stone was turned, and Wiel, who was holding the sword, shoveled his footsteps and froze in place.

Pressing against the base of the mountain wall, the footsteps in front of me seemed to disappear suddenly.

Perhaps, the person who ran ahead of him found himself chasing after him, and may have been waiting for him in front.

Veel leaned against the rock, and in the darkness of the night, slowly listened to the sound and walked behind the stone, grasping the sword in his hand, guarded, and listening.

It was quiet, but Weir couldn't help but frown.

For the sound in his ears was the noisy chaos in the distance, and the lapping of the waves against the shore.

And in the closest place to him, there was no sound...... No, someone is coming.

Footsteps! Vere knew that someone must be behind him.

The footsteps were getting closer, and suddenly he flashed out, and a sword in his hand was pressed against the neck of the man who appeared in front of him.

"Ahh The man instantly threw down what he was holding and rolled to the ground with a grunt.

The man who came was a short, stout man.

Taking advantage of the man's astonishment, Weir disappeared in front of him and appeared behind the man in an instant.

He covered the man's mouth.

Compare the sword to the man's neck, "Don't make a sound! ”

"Hmm! …… Woooooo The man's body stiffened for a moment, and seeing that Weir did not move, he nodded with a whimper.

Ver pulled the man upside down, the blade of the long sword, forcing the man to let Ver pull and step aside.

Weel's eyes looked to the side, and there were several dilapidated houses in a row.

It's like a slum or a big tent.

It was pitch black, no one was there, and there were no lights.

Wiel found a room that looked fairly intact, took the man with him, looked to the sides, and dragged him in.

……

The night watchman is a tradition in Birch Harbor.

The tradition of carrying torches and patrolling in dark places to observe danger has greatly reduced the probability of a fire in Birch Harbor.

Secondly, because of the large number of goods coming and going, it is inevitable that some people want to make a profit from nothing.

It is the duty of the night watchman to avoid this situation as much as possible, of course, sometimes some accidents will inevitably occur, but it can still alleviate great difficulties.

However, in recent times, the Night's Watch has added one item to its duties, and that is to guard whether demonic minions will come to Birch Town to sneak attack.

Although, to be honest, all the Night's Watch can do is shout as loudly as they can when they meet.

But in fact, I won't really encounter it, because I heard that the night watchmen I met have all disappeared without a trace for some reason.

Fortunately, the people in the guard are quite reliable, in fact, the night watchman is still doing the first two things.

Most of the tasks of removing demonic minions rested on the Templars.

That's what a night watchman who had just returned from the harbor thought, who had just been replaced and wanted to go back to the workshop to rest.

The workshop is located in a low-lying area at the foot of the mountain.

The guards' makeshift hut is right next to the path that must be taken up the workshop. Although the state is a little 'miserable', it is better to be quiet and safe.

Yawning, the torch-carrying night watchman walked to the vicinity of the guard's hut.

Suddenly, an extreme sleepiness struck, and without the slightest resistance, the night watchman instantly fell to the ground.

The torch in his hand also rolled out.

Swaying twice in the dark night sea breeze, the sparks that drifted out set fire to the weeds beside the makeshift huts of the guards.

Gradually, the flames ignited and spread to the guards' hut.

……

"Say! Who are you? Vere tied the man to a chair, and where only a ray of moonlight shone in the darkness, the dagger in his hand shone with the coldness of the moonlight.

The man shook his head and pointed to his mouth. "Woo woo woo ......"

"Are you mute?" Then Will's eyes froze, and he was about to press down on the blade of the sword that was attached to the man's neck.

"Don't, don't! I...... My name is Harry. "The man had his eyes closed, his teeth gritted, and he was very nervous." You made me keep my voice ......"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Yes! Yes, yes......" Harry shuddered slightly, and in the dark night, he wanted to go to the guards' house to see the people he had rescued.

Bring some fruit along the way.

But just as he was halfway there, a dark shadow flashed in front of him, and then he was instantly caught by a sword around his neck.

Harry felt that he had experienced more in one day than he had in a year.

"Where is this? Why are you stalking me? Ver stood behind him and said viciously.

Harry swallowed, his voice shaking.

"Please, don't kill me, my lord...... I'm just a boatman. ”

"This is Birch Harbor...... I, my lord...... I didn't want to track you...... You jumped out and kidnapped me...... I'm sorry......" Harry said in a shudder.

"I ...... I came to see a dark-haired young man whom I had rescued from the sea this afternoon...... It's not, it's only halfway ......."

"Rescued?"

“…… Yes, it was rescued by a friend of mine...... He was adrift at sea, and I'm not lying! Don't you kill me...... Whatever you want, as long as I have it......"

"Shut up! …… Don't be afraid...... Just answer me, and I won't kill you. ”

"Yes, my lord, I will know everything......

"You say this is Birch Harbor, and this is a port?"

"......," Harry paused, "yes...... Oh, yes. ”

"Where are we now? What's that hut above? ”

"We're in a makeshift hut now, and that hut above is the guard's room." Harry saw that the man standing behind him had no intention of killing him immediately, and asked a ...... Foundation. He didn't show any desire to snatch either, and calmed down a little.

"Guards?" Weir's brow furrowed. "The pirate's guard?"

"Sea, pirate? My lord...... Birch Harbor is the most unlikely place to be a pirate on the sea......" Harry waited for a moment, and found the sword around his neck slowly leaving.

But then, the tip of the sword appeared on his chin.

"Don't lie to me...... Now, open your eyes. ”

“…… Please, please, don't kill me......" Harry was terrified, it was like a story his friend had told him. If you are really forced into this situation by a gangster, it is better not to see his true face.

Otherwise, it must be you who dies...... After all, a dead person, and a person who can recognize him, no matter how you look at it, the former is more conducive to the gangster's escape.

"I won't open it......" looked at the person in front of him, although he trembled with fear, but closed his eyes stiffly.

Vere was happy, and it seemed that he was being treated as a gangster.

"Open up! Or I'll kill you now!" "But let Vere let go of the sword against the man's neck? No way.

Harry's body froze, almost scaring the urine out.

His lips trembled, sweat slid down his cheeks, and his lips instantly lost their blood, and he couldn't even utter a complete word of begging for mercy.

He muttered in his heart, 'flying up and down', and finally gritted his teeth, anyway, he will die, and I will be a ghost when I die!

Harry slowly opened his eyes.

By the moonlight, he could see the faces of the people in front of him clearly, blinked, and blurted out a voice of surprise.

"The young man who was rescued! It's you?! ”

The young man in front of him was visibly stunned...... Then, the tip of the sword against his chin fell.

"Why am I in a prison cell?"

"Cell ......" Harry calmed down and looked at the person in front of him with some apprehension, dressed in linen clothes, the clothes he had when he rescued him were gone, Harry thought for a moment, "That's not a cell. ”

"Isn't the cell barbed with iron bars?"

"No way, I've heard a lot of devil's minions in Birch Harbor recently, and every time the escort receives an unknown person, they will arrange it in that place...... After asking where you came from, I will let you go ....... ”

"Devil's minions?" Wiel thought of the Siren and the Spider.

“…… You must be from the caravan...... Harry continued, "I'm sorry for your misfortune in the waters outside Birch Harbor, where pirates are rampant......

"Didn't that friend of yours meet anyone else but me?"

"Others...... No, my friend only saved you alone. Harry shook his head, "There are so many people shipwrecked at sea...... If your friends and family ...... I hope they're safe......" Harry paused.

“…… Looks like I'm wrong about them? …… Fortunately, I didn't do anything out of the ordinary. Weir was glad he hadn't killed that man directly, and Harry meant that he was supposed to be a squad leader.

And the person in front of him seems to be with his 'savior'?

"I can't fully trust you right now...... Let's go, let's go back together and explain this matter clearly.... Ver said, reaching over to Harry and pulling him up.

"Huh?" Will walked to the door and sniffed suddenly. "Why does it smell like smoke?"

Hurriedly ran out in two steps, and found himself on the top of a small slope in the direction he came from.

A red flame was rising.

"It's on fire!" Harry followed, and saw the red color on it. "The Guard's hut, it's on fire!"