"I shouldn't have spared his ......"

Roland muttered, his face grim.

Hearing this, the red tree flower next to her showed a puzzled expression: "What did you say?" ”

“…… I'm sorry, I'm the one who bothered you," Roland took a deep breath, a sharp and cold arc rising at the corner of his mouth, "They're here for me." ”

"A personal enemy?"

Arsu narrowed his eyes and asked in a solemn voice.

Roland nodded silently.

Yes, he knew that man.

Despite not knowing his name, Roland once came close to killing him.

This blonde young man is the Ash Guy who led the team when Roland met in the Stubborn Oak Lock. Roland had used time lag and psychological tactics to trick him, but because of the anger of Mark and the Windtalkers, Roland did not kill them, but chose to scare them away.

Now Roland has some regrets.

At that time, Roland had just arrived in the world of Faense, and his way of thinking had not yet been completely transformed. Not realizing that there are actually a lot of loopholes in your actions. Looking back now, even if he didn't kill them, at least Roland would have to take those few notes. As something only Roland possesses, those pieces of paper are too iconic for Roland.

Because Roland was the only one in possession of those papers, it could be regarded as Roland's personal belongings. If you use prophecy magic on those notes, there is a good chance that Roland's information will be detected.

Now I'm afraid it's up to them to settle the score.

It's just that Roland doesn't know if this is his individual act or the collective action of the Ashes. He had to know about it so that he could make arrangements for the rest of the matter.

If it's the former. Then Roland has a way to solve it; But if it's the latter, Roland has to have some spare strength. In order to make yourself not too embarrassed when facing unexpected situations.

We have to find a way...... Find a way to test them.

— and then kill him.

glanced at Roland, who was silent. Akajika didn't say anything, he just reached out and grabbed Roland's hair hard.

"Don't be afraid, Roland."

He grinned, but a bright smile appeared on the face of the beautiful but not recognized as a woman.

"Don't be afraid," he repeated, "but a bunch of petty people. Roland, remember, you are a disciple of Alsu of the Red Oak Flower—"

"Remember, if someone is going to calculate you. Take your sword and smote him; If you can't cut him, call me to cut him down!" ”

Hearing this, Roland was stunned.

“…… Yes. ”

Feeling the warmth coming from the top of his head, Roland didn't know what kind of expression he should make for a while.

…… Let's just take this sentence as kindness.

"You go to Marquis Saya first. I have something to take care of. ”

Roland was silent for a long time, and then spoke in a low voice.

The lead Titan was a cultist - a considerable amount of progress for the investigation requested by the Marquis of Sayya. But if this sentence alone is not enough for the Marquis of Saya to shelter Roland.

On one side is the regular army of his own country, and on the other side is an unidentified foreigner. You can see who to trust.

Roland needs more and stronger evidence to prove that he is a cultist in order to completely put Marquis Saya on his side. It just so happened that Roland needed to investigate the reality of the Ash Disciple, to see if it was his individual action or the collective action of the Ash Disciple against him. And take some countermeasures.

So Roland opened his mouth and said to the red oak flower: "You go along this road for less than a thousand meters, and turn in that direction where you see a huge oak tree, and you will see the house of the Marquis of Sayya." ”

"Good! That's how it should be! ”

Probably misunderstood, Akajika suddenly showed a relieved expression: "I'm waiting for your good news at Master Saya's house." ”

So to speak. He patted Roland on the shoulder vigorously and walked towards the place Roland had just pointed.

The corners of Roland's mouth twitched, and he didn't bother to explain anything.

Anyway, in terms of results, it's not much worse. Sooner or later, Roland is going to kill that guy too. The only difference is that it's probably not hacked to death. but burned him with holy fire.

After the red tree leaves Roland's field of vision, Roland runs back for the second time without hesitation.

A few minutes passed. The red tree blossomed lightly and landed where Roland had been standing before.

After he had previously been out of Roland's field of vision. I planned to rush back directly.

Unlike before, Akajika carried a small metal box in her hand. It doesn't look very big.

He didn't tell Roland that he had a vague feeling of something bad before.

It was as if some great being was staring at Roland. Although Roland didn't feel it herself, Akajika felt a strong uneasiness just by exposing herself to that sight.

Sure enough, after he left Roland's side, the inexplicable malice disappeared.

"Sure enough, I still can't rest assured......"

After hesitating, Akajika sighed, carried her suitcase and reluctantly walked back along Roland's route.

At this moment, the spirit of those regular troops who could not see the number had almost completely collapsed.

From the horizontal corridor, the tragedy of the Earl's Court was further enhanced.

It was as if the walls had turned into monsters—some relatively intact arms and legs were scattered around the room, more than halfway into the hard floor, as if their master had been buried alive and struggling upwards.

However, it's not the same.

Like a straw buried in slush, the soft arm was inserted into the floor and the surrounding wall very softly, the skin was not broken in the slightest, the skin of the building was not peeled off in the slightest, and the texture of the floor was clearly visible.

Even a divine skill of the level of Activation Building could not do something of this magnitude.

The most conspicuous thing is not these ornaments, but what hangs on the top of the parlor where the antlers were originally hung—

One man and one woman, red. The two men, naked and connected together, were pierced by a rough charred wooden spear, pierced through the man's back, stabbed out of the woman's back, and nailed to the fireplace where the antlers were originally hung.

However, their eyes, tongues, and ears were cut off, their features were charred black, and their hair was completely burned to ashes.

With their corpses as the center, the ashes of something burned out spread radially throughout the room, scattered blood stains on the ground, soaking the ashes and turning them into black dirt.

"It's a cultist!"

The blond-haired man affirmed.

"Lord Oakliford, what are we going to do?"

A middle-aged man who had just vomited and had an extremely ugly face approached Oakliford's side and asked in a low voice.

Oakliford replied without hesitation: "It's simple, as long as you ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the arrows formed by the condensation of silver-white flames suddenly pierced through the windows and walls, shooting in all directions around Oakleyford! (To be continued.) )

PS: I don't know why I'm sleepy today...... Sitting in front of the computer, I dozed off non-stop, and I fell asleep twice in a while......

If the second chapter hasn't been updated by midnight, it means that I have completely fallen asleep, and you don't have to wait......