With the last march of justice also defeated by the forces of the Lich Lord Black Sun, the Light and the dark forces began to reach a stalemate. It has now lasted for a hundred years of peace.

While every generation of archbishops and paladins wanted to drive the bone-framed skeletons that roamed the Great Plains back to their realm of the dead, unfortunately, the Black Sun Great Lich and the Darkmoon Council were still alive. Compared with the heroes and heroes who have passed away from generation to generation, the time of the dead is more ancient. What's more, according to rumors, these dead have been planning to launch a night of the living dead to fight against the previous righteous march, and the Holy Light Sect does not dare to irritate these monsters too much, so they can only gradually shrink their battle line to defend against the army of the undead who may come.

As soon as such a defense was defended, a hundred years passed.

The original trenches and castles gradually became villages and villages, and the paladins gradually settled down in this place to recuperate. In the end, it evolved into an old and new town that looks like it has a rich history, but in fact there is nothing left. Quietly waiting for the summoning order, which never seemed to come.

And Death Knell Town is a special product of such a culture.

"One thousand two hundred yards ahead, Deathknell ...... Right...... Two thousand yards...... Paladin Hotel? And one more ...... I can't see clearly. What is this? There are also several typos. ”

Squatting on the ground and studying the road signs that looked like they were a certain number of years, and then looked at the dirt road next to it that was full of axle tracks and footprints. Leader, Miss Anta frowned a little strangely.

She has more than a year of experience as a mercenary on this great plain, and although she is not a battle-hardened girl, she is a naturally smart girl who also has some experience of her own. For example, now, she can judge that the road sign in front of her, no, maybe not only this road sign, but even the dirt road next to it also has some problems.

In this kind of rural wilderness, you can't see the pure bluestone road of the metropolis, or the Pingshi road. At most, you can cut all the bushes and weeds around you, and then spread a layer of yellow mud or sand on the ground, which is considered a good road.

And that's what the path leading to Deathknell looks like.

You can also faintly see some horseshoe prints, chariot wheel prints, and footprints and other things on it, and it feels like there are a lot of people in the Venerable Master, very noisy, and there is a unique business culture atmosphere of a small town in the Great Plains.

But something is wrong.

Anta thought for a moment and turned her gaze to the back of the group, looking at the pale young man who was flipping through a black book in his hand.

Ken. Li Lin. The titular leader and initiator of this mercenary team.

During his adventure in the Elwyn Forest, the seemingly ruthless mage saves the lives of everyone in their small team by cutting off his own thumb in order to help a little girl who has been hurt by the Beholder. Although the girl began to have some autistic tendencies because she was extremely frightened, Anta was still full of guilt for this cold-hearted mage.

If it weren't for the fact that she fainted the moment she saw the Eye Demon, then the battle would probably have had another ending. Instead of having the venerable mage wear that white bony finger around his neck as proof of the battles and fights that had taken place. Although he didn't know why there were so many runes and marks on that finger bone, Anta still felt that this mage, who seemed to be difficult to communicate, was actually a rare kind-hearted person.

Thinking of this direction, Anta's face softened slightly, and subconsciously showed a guilty expression.

"Master Akon? Are you still listening? I want to ask you a little bit of something. ”

"Say."

Without taking his eyes off the book for even a millisecond, the black-robed mage named Akon turned the page of the book in his hand and replied with a blank face. The four fingers on the left hand and a pitch-black severed finger stand out in the setting sun.

Sure enough, there is still some hatred in my heart, after all, being a mercenary is so useless.

Anta thought with some guilt in her heart, but still told the mage her question.

"I'd like to ask, has it rained here lately?"

“…… No. ”

The mage's eyes fluctuated for a moment, then he shook his head indifferently, and the book in his palm turned another page.

"Judging by the humidity in the vicinity and the mobilization of the magical elements, there is no sign of rain. Not even in the last three months, that is, in half a year. If you want to cast a spell, you need at least a high level of magic like Noah's Great Flood to rebalance the surrounding elements. That's about the level. ”

"That would be weird......"

Reaching out and touching the ground, the damp breath made Anta frown.

It hadn't rained in three months, but the road signs were still damp and the ground didn't smell dry. Even the axle prints on the road next to it are completely fresh, which is not at all logical.

Is it magic? Or is there something unexpected?

“…… Is that good? ”

A crisp voice rang out, interrupting Anta in his train of thought.

But the owner of the voice was not speaking to her, but to the mage with the severed finger.

"Hmm. That's it. The mage responded.

"Really?"

The beautiful voice replied undeniably, and fell silent again.

Patsy. Alvin.

The little girl saved by Master Akon.

The excellent new mercenary of the Great Plains pondered, but gradually turned his gaze to the purple-haired little girl who was standing not far from Master Akan.

It's beautiful.

This was the first impression that flashed through Anta's mind when she saw the little girl who had been brought over by Master Akon.

Although she is quite confident in her appearance, she still has a sense of crisis when she sees the little girl who is as delicate and beautiful as a doll, and although no one in the team reacts to her appearance, it does not prevent Anta from considering her own female perspective.

That mysterious little girl named Patchy is really beautiful.

The lifeless expression that seems to be poured out of the same mold as Akon is ghostly on Master Aken's side, but there is a sense of clarity like a puppet on this child's body. Although she was wearing some clothes, she still couldn't cover her fair and smooth skin. In contrast, although Anta is already very concerned, her skin is still not as smooth as this girl between a little girl and a girl, which is as smooth as water.

She even saw with her own eyes the appearance of the little girl's gloves falling off on the palms of her hands. You know, that's a non-slip glove, is it oiled on your skin?

But it wasn't these problems that surprised her the most, but something else.

For example, her origin is indeed very questionable.

Why would you be alone in such a dangerous forest? Moreover, the Eye Demon is a very tyrannical creature of the lower realm, and Anta has also watched from a distance, those purgatory creatures have never had any concept of captivity, so what is the matter with that little girl? And who was Lady Lisa that Master Akon was talking about at the time?

As a mercenary, she was not qualified to ask this and that, but the ensuing questions made her brain almost explode. She tried to talk to the other mercenary, but the hellish guy didn't even say a word, so he couldn't communicate at all.

As the saying goes, people's hearts are scattered, and the team is not easy to lead. That's probably the case.

The mage doesn't care, Lori can't speak, and the little girl can't beat a fart with three sticks.

Looking at the three people behind him who didn't care about themselves, Anta really had an urge to pick and choose.

It's not interesting to talk to yourself! Doesn't that look like he's mentally ill? In the past, when I was in the mercenary team, others rushed to beg the old lady to speak, why did you come to your side and become the old lady begging you to speak? This is Kong Ming, no, is this a ploy of the mage?! This must have been a ploy set up by the mage who looked unhappy!

Because I fainted at the time, I saw that I was upset and gave a gag order to other people or something. But in that case, you name it! If you want to say it, I'll do anything to compensate you except for getting laid, at least say something!

"Hey."

"Uh-huh? What, what's the matter? ”

As if sensing what was on his mind, the mage frowned and called out to her. The girl was so frightened that she almost jumped.

"We've been standing here for three minutes now, what's going on?"

Master Akon asked with a calm look at Anta.

"No, nothing. It's just a little weird, so let's go straight to the hotel. ”

"Aren't you going to town to restock?"

"Only formal inns have supplies, and it's hard to get the simple ones in town. And the inn where we are staying is unlikely to be in the town, after all, many of us have horses and pets. In that case, it is easy to be accused of disturbing the people. ”

"Yes. Then let's go. ”

The mage spoke, but instead of taking a single step, he glanced at the rotten sign.

“…… Interesting. ”

As if he felt something, he closed the black book in his hand with a bang. He nodded knowingly, and then walked in the direction of the Paladin's Inn. And the little girl who followed him also walked over indifferently. What made Anta even more angry was that the male mercenary didn't know when he was at the forefront of them.

Alright, well, you're all slow to do it just for me, right?

Glaring at the three teammates walking in front, Anta sighed, picked up the short sword in his hand and walked over.

What she didn't notice, however, was that shortly after she left, a dark red liquid gradually spread out of the damp-looking soil. A strange smell of rust gradually permeated the air, covering the yellow mud floor with a thin layer of mist. In a trance, it seemed that even the historic street sign had become blurred, making the words on it even more confusing.

'Deathknell - 1,200 yards ahead, Paladin's Inn - 2,000 yards to the right

Warning - There are monsters lurking in the fog as the night fog spreads, so don't go to the two places until support arrives.