"Do you know why I'm going to listen to you?"

The White Wolf Leader asked in an eerie tone, and before Bernie could reply, he asked himself.

"Why should I let you go when it's already exposed? We've been forced back by you, and you'll inform the church of the location of our home, and we'll stay, and you'll report it, so you can see you—"

"Well said!"

It was interrupted before it could finish its sentence.

"I guess you've sent a secret message to the wolf cubs outside to block a few windows on the second floor, just waiting for me to release the birds, right?"

The other party's tone was ridiculous, with a hint of a smile, and the white wolf leader's heart sank, "You ......"

"So why do you think I'm telling you so much to explain to you in good faith?"

The voice at the top of the staircase seemed strange to ask, "Didn't you guess that I had released the bird before I spoke?" Didn't you notice that I was procrastinating? ”

The white wolf trembled when he heard this, clenched his fists, and his nose turned red!

But he didn't break out because of this, just because he heard the threat implied in the other party's words clearly-

Do you continue to stay here and waste time dealing with them, or do you hurry up and save your homeland and organize the evacuation of your people to a safe place?

It's a simple choice.

Without the corresponding silverware, it would be impossible for the survivors in the inn to fight them.

However, they want to deal with the surviving elites, especially the slippery guy upstairs, and they can't do it anytime soon.

And every time you delay here for a while, the risk of your nest being wiped out by the church increases......

What's the use of killing these people if their homes are gone?

Maybe they can burst out as fast as they can to deal with these people, but it's not worth the risk at all......

Thoughts were churning in his mind, and the white wolf leader suddenly laughed,

"Even if it's a different species, they won't use cruel means to kill human cubs at all. I admit that your threat is effective, but the person you protect with this threat is destined to bring more death and disaster to your people in the future - we'll see! ”

It simply turned and walked away, and the werewolves in the inn did not hesitate to leave.

It's just that before leaving, they look at the survivors with a particularly fierce look.

However, none of the survivors cared about this, and they were completely relieved after staring at the group of werewolves and then turning over their horses and galloping away.

Then I don't know who started laughing violently, and the laughter was very contagious, so in this hotel full of blood stains and corpses, laughter was born one after another.

Accompanied by the sound of weapons falling to the ground.

"Cheers to our lives!"

A bearded man with a blood-stained face screamed, then jumped on a partition table, scooped up the tea on it, and drank it violently.

"Cheers to our victory!"

"I thought I was going to lie here forever and rot into a pile of maggots this time, but I didn't expect it!"

"Trust me, you're just going to be shit out of the ass of those wolf cubs!"

"Isn't it normal to have maggots in? Hahaha......"

"It's a pity to let those traitors run away, damn it, otherwise I'll kill them alive!"

“……”

The shouts were full of excitement, and they let out cheers of excitement as Bernie walked down the stairs.

Then they hugged each other and laughed, and for a while no one even thought about their respective identities.

"You're the most observant and bravest I've ever met, friend!"

One of them, the bearded man, gratefully reached out his fist and touched Bernie's shoulder, giving a greeting that was characteristic of the Pharos men.

He then reached out to Bernie, "My name is Rainham, I'm from Mulberry City, and I'm a mercenary. ”

"Bernie Alik."

Bernie shook the mercenary's hand with a smile on his face, still modestly speaking, "I can't be called observant, if it weren't for that guy admitting it himself, I wouldn't know if I guessed right." ”

The bearded mercenary was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, followed by a violent laugh from the survivors around him.

Then, after a while, their laughter was scattered or even completely gone, and they looked at each other and thought of a question.

"So, you were just scaring them?" A skinny old man asked hesitantly.

"That's right," Bernie nodded.

"Then you said you had released the birds......"

"It's fake."

Bernie replied, "I've only been in the church for two days, and I haven't learned anything yet." ”

After a few glances at each other and acquaintances, the survivors hurriedly said goodbye to Bernie and his party.

Some left some wealth as a token of gratitude, while others left their contact addresses claiming that they could be of any help to them.

Some of the dead loved ones didn't dare to ask the question of finding out who had brought the werewolves in the hotel.

The young deacon, who was willing to question them, opened his mouth when he saw this, but in the end he did not speak.

So in the end, there were only three groups left in the blood-filled inn, Bernie and his party, and two groups of nearby nobles.

One of them was a chubby nobleman and his two bodyguards, the fat nobleman named Mitchell, who claimed to be the lord of the region and the youngest son of the Earl of Camboray.

He stayed because he wanted to entertain Bernie because he knew that they were in the local area, as there was a family estate nearby.

In fact, this guy thinks it's safer to be around Bernie and the others.

The other, or rather, Bernie, was an "acquaintance" they had heard of.

Baron Hobert, the one who worked with Elinor before, and the lord of the village named Maurière, who passed by yesterday,

At the same time, he is also an unlucky guy whose wife secretly cheats with someone.

He himself didn't know that he was still in the mood to catch up with the blonde boy when he left the hotel together.

However, the blonde boy seemed very absent-minded at the moment, and when he spoke without a match, he looked at Bernie several times and stopped.

Eventually, in the stable, he asked the question in his mind.

"But why are you so familiar with the geography around you?"

His voice was a little dazed, asking what Bernie had said when he had forced the werewolves back.

He knew that Bernie was fine, so he was a little confused. Even as a guide, Eleanor felt like an outsider compared to Bernie.

"I'm here to travel, so of course I have to ask someone who is familiar with the place to get the general situation and special places, and then memorize the map and determine the route in advance."

Bernie replied as a matter of course.

"So...... After you find out where they came from, wait for me to reveal my identity and then use it to threaten them......"

Tracy, the young deacon on the side, also followed and asked,

Bernie smiled apologetically at him,

"I said I'm not sure about my guess, so that's just an alternative. If you can successfully repel that white wolf, I certainly won't need to risk it. ”

Tracy smiled wryly.

But he didn't feel teased or humiliated.

It's just that I feel that I really underestimated the gods before-

Originally, he thought that the gods were just some lucky people who were favored by the gods, and they were born with special talents in certain aspects, so they were favored by the church.

But now, he found that the Divine Favor had not only talent, but also abilities that ordinary people could not match.

He even said that he had thought that Bishop Rhodes had sent himself to lead Bernie in order to teach him by word and deed, so that Bernie could quickly become familiar with the identity and work of the church.

In short, he thinks Bernie is a burden and needs to be distracted and cared for.

However, for now......

Tracy didn't say anything in the end, but quietly, his mindset towards Bernie had changed a lot.

Bernie, on the other hand, ignored what the young deacon was thinking, and he was looking at the cuckold lord named Hobart seemingly casually.

"Eleanor says you like the bard life?"

"Before this fight, I did like to move around."

"But for now, I just want to put down my harp and go back to my manor in the country and kiss my lovely wife hard." ”

The man spoke with a look of anticipation, as if he was missing his family because of a catastrophe.

So much so that he didn't notice that when he said this, the blonde boy next to him looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

However, until the group separated, the blonde boy Eleanor did not choose to tell the secrets he knew.

I don't want to sweep away this person's interest, or if he is not too familiar, he has a kind of schadenfreude to watch the excitement.

But it's not that simple.

Shortly after they were separated from Bernie, a homesick Baron Herbert turned his horse around and returned to the bloody inn.

At the same time, he was still talking to himself-

"I have successfully completed the task you have given me, master."

There was humility in the voice.

But then he changed his words to a low hoarseness,

"Do you clearly see that two targets are injured?"

"Yes, Tracy vomited blood, and that Bernie had a cut on the arm during the fight......"

"Good, is there anyone else around?"

"No, the werewolves have been forced back, and the survivors are afraid of accidents so they all ran away, the deacon wrote a letter to the nearby church and the local lord to deal with the aftermath, but the two sides are far away from here, and it will take a while for anyone to arrive......"

"Then we should hurry." The hoarse voice replied to his previous sentence.

Then he saw the tall, thin young man with a handsome appearance pull out a dagger pinned to his belt, and then couldn't help but turn his head to look at the empty environment around him.

After hesitating for a moment, he stabbed himself in the ass hard!

Blood splattered down his trouser legs and ran down the wooden floor of the hotel, gradually converging into a moor, and then slowly bulging into a blood-colored human shape.

Then, visible to the naked eye, the color of the bloody figure began to turn black and hard, and it also looked more and more solid.

In the end, its appearance is not much different from that of a normal person-

He was wrapped in a black cloth robe and hood made of blood, and he couldn't see his gender, but he was as thin as a chopstick.

Dark shadows obscured his countenance, and a pair of scarlet eyes loomed in a mysterious way.

Then, under the stunned gaze of Baron Hobert, the mysterious master began to lie on the ground, licking the remaining blood stains on the scene in turn.