Until nightfall, McHill did not find a chance to infiltrate the factory, and when all the craftsmen had left, the soldiers locked the gate with iron cables, and there were two patrols guarding the factory at all times, not to mention the big living people, it was difficult for even a bird to try to get in.

Mai Hill looked at the night around her, the cold wind had begun to break into her bare cuffs, and she jumped from the roof of the house without making a sound, like a dexterous cat.

But she soon noticed that something was wrong.

Someone was slowly approaching.

Although he was nowhere to be seen, his years of experience on the run made McHill immediately alert.

She was pressed against the wall, her ears faintly hearing the sound of footsteps approaching.

On the premise of not determining the identity of the other party, McHill felt that it was better to be safe.

She pulled a dagger from her boot and held it in her hand, her eyes gradually sharpened, staring at the corner of the wall, ready to subdue the other party as soon as she appeared.

But what she didn't notice was that all her movements were clearly seen by an owl that had been on the branch a long time ago.

The other man's footsteps suddenly stopped as they approached the corner.

Before McHill could react, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind.

Mai Hill's hair stood on end, and he held the dagger in his hand and stabbed directly in the direction where the wind was coming from.

"Don't move! or I'll kill you!" Myhill whispered, feeling her touch with someone's body.

But there was nothing in front of her, and there was no living thing but air.

What's going on?

I clearly hit the other side!

Could it be......

Mai Hill's eyes widened suddenly, and she was about to make a defensive move, when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, and she suddenly felt the heavens and the earth spin, and she fell to the ground weakly.

The space around him distorted, and the shadow figure stepped out of nothingness, he wiped the blood from the hilt of the knife, looked at the fainted Maihill with an expressionless face, and slowly pulled out the blade.

"Don't be busy, Coo!" the owl flapped its wings and landed on top of the shadow's head, "Let's ask her for who she is before deciding what to do with it!"

The shadow flicked Connor impatiently, trying to shove her away from the top of her head, but Connor clung at his hair with her claws, refusing to move no matter how hard she tried.

"Didn't you tell me that she might be a spy?" said the shadow indifferently.

"It may or may not be. What if I kill the wrong person?" Connor muttered dissatisfiedly, "Teacher, tell you to bring her to the castle." ”

"What a nuisance...... Shadow grumbled under his breath, suddenly realizing that the pressure on his head had suddenly lightened.

The owl's eyes returned to its ignorant and savage state, and flapped its wings and flew away.

......

"I've been keeping an eye on her for three days," Connor sat on the couch, her legs flicking at will, "an unfamiliar face, and often seen near mines or factories, always wearing a cloak that covers her head, and looks like a spy at all times." ”

"However, I didn't find any wax pills or other espionage paraphernalia on her, only a money bag with a few silver coins left. Andy walked in through the door and leaned back on the table.

"And judging by the tightness of her muscles, it doesn't look like she's been trained to be a strict spy," Passa said lightly, pressing McHill's arm lightly, "and judging by the texture of her skin, she looks like a nobleman's daughter." ”

"Look at her ankles, how smooth they are. ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm looking at it from a doctor's point of view, not as dirty as you think. Pasa saw Lightning and Wind looking at him with strange eyes, coughed and hurriedly explained.

"Everyone understands that being a doctor can always take advantage of the great light of improper contact. A strange smile hung over the corner of Wind's mouth.

"Okay, okay!" Lightning listened to his companions get more and more outrageous, completely deviating from the focus of the incident, but also a little relieved, at least during this time, the companions' personalities have become much more cheerful, "So far, what we have to find out is the identity of this woman, whether we will judge her, or will we hand her over to the lord to judge?"

"So far, I think the most important thing is to wake her up. Tempest pouted.

"And then?"

"Then hand it over to the lord, we're not the town hall. She is not a sheriff, and even if she is a spy, it will not be our turn to try the case. Tempest added.

"I think so too. Andy nodded, each department of the Empty Ferry Territory has corresponding responsibilities and powers, as a smart person, she knows very well that arbitrarily overstepping her authority to meddle in the affairs of other departments will cause great confusion, which will cause the people to feel that the decree is unclear, and then reduce the binding force of the decree.

"Well, I'll go tell the town hall right away and have the sheriff come and take her. ”

"Don't be busy yet...... Shadow suddenly spoke, staring at McHill's slightly trembling fingers on the bed, and said, "She seems to be awake." ”

When McHill regained consciousness, he felt his head heavy like a stone, and a sharp tingling sensation came after a slight movement.

This bastard is really ruthless!

But if he is alive at this time, it proves that the other party has no intention of taking his life, or that the other party just wants to get more from himself.

Who is the other party?

No, it can't be, the soldiers of the guard would never have such skills, and they were knocked down before they could see his movements.

Could it be the elite knight of the Lord of Kongdu?

Or, the same as yourself......

"Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up!" a cold voice came, interrupting McHill's train of thought.

Being exposed, McHill had no choice but to open his eyes in a daze: "What kind of place is this?"

"Empty ferry collar, staff dormitory. A frivolous young man responded.

"What...... Worker...... What is the dormitory?" McHill blinked, the first time she had heard these novel words.

When McHill shifted her gaze to the room, she noticed that there were as many as six people around her, all dressed differently, and no uniformed soldiers were present.

McHill breathed a sigh of relief that it seemed that he had not been arrested and sent to prison.

"Hey, we should ask you, right?" Tempest leaned over to her, "What is your intention in sneaking up on the Sky Ferry Territory?"

"I ......"

"Tell me your name first!" the shadow abruptly interrupted McHill.

This feeling......

McHill jerked his head up and looked at the thin figure at the back of the crowd.

It's this guy, it's him who plotted against himself!

The same chilling tension that appeared at the beginning.

McHill swallowed and replied honestly, "McHill, from Dawn." ”