Xue Wuxian didn't know how to comfort the regiment commander who blamed himself, he thought for a while, patted the regiment commander on the shoulder, and then said what the regiment commander said during the day: "This is the adventurous life! Someone comes, someone goes! Someone is dead, someone is alive!"

Beinrich quickly returned to his normal state, he was the head of the regiment, and a whole hundred people were watching him! He threw away the branch in his hand, then stood up, and went to inspect viciously, while shouting loudly, "Keep me away from the lake!

This episode didn't add much burden to everyone, and the old mercenaries were used to seeing life and death, and for them, the most they could say was: "Oh, that kid is so unlucky." ”

At dinner, the eight-fingered Strier returned with the patrol, his face a little gloomy, as if he had discovered something.

But the cautious guy didn't alarm everyone, but quietly walked to Beinrich's side.

"Commander, I found something. The archer took a charred branch from his bosom and handed it to the regimental commander.

It was apparently a branch that had been split into pieces to be used as firewood, and had been burned, but not completely burned, and there were obvious marks of splitting on one of the cuts.

"It looks like there are our counterparts nearby. ”

Strier whispered, "I found a place where there were ashes from buried fires in the snow, but they didn't bury them deeply. I looked at it, and there were about four or five piles, and judging by this, there were probably more than thirty people on the other side. ”

Beinrich's eyes flashed: "More than thirty?"

"More than thirty at most, no more than forty. I'm sure!" Strier replied in the affirmative, "judging by the color of the ashes of the fire, they haven't been gone for long, and they shouldn't be too far away from us." And ......"

Strier paused, grinned, and whispered, "Judging from the traces I left behind when I camped them, these guys 'have a lot of luggage' and have brought a lot of things!"

Beinrich trusted this man, and although he had only eight fingers, his archery skills were top-notch, and he was cautious and observant, and rarely made mistakes.

Beinrich's face

A strange smile was revealed...... Slightly gloomy: "Oh, in that case, do we want to 'touch' with these peers?"

Xue Wuxian didn't understand the captain's words very well, but the face of the old magician next to him was a little unnatural. At night in the tent, the old magician explained to Xue Wuxian to listen.

"In the world of adventurers, to put it simply, the law of the jungle eats the jungle! Especially in this kind of place, if you meet a peer, there are usually only three situations. ”

Dardanelle said slowly: "The first type, one side is strong, the other side is weak, but the weak side does not have any good things in their hands. Then the two sides are fine. Second, if the strength of the two sides is equal, then there is nothing to do. Third, one side is strong and the other side is weak. If the weaker side still has a lot of loot in their hands...... Then there is a good chance that it will cause a consequence......"

The old magician smiled and whispered, "Black eats black." ”

Xue Wuxian didn't say anything, he knew that each circle had its own rules of the game.

Early the next morning, Snow Without a Trace found that Strier, who was missing eight fingers, and several other old mercenaries in the team.

He didn't ask where the people had gone, and he didn't say.

The mercenaries rested for the night, recuperated and got to work.

They took out large nets with many sharp barbs, some iron clips for catching animals, and some torches for burning.

Several teams were sent out to search for traces of the monster.

In the morning, Strier and the others came back, Strier's face was a little disappointed, he walked up to the regiment commander, and shook his head: "I can't find it, they may have gone far." ”

The head of the regiment shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "It's their luck, and it's ours." Okay, friend, since we can't find a companion, let's do our own work and take your people to rest for a while. ”

If nothing else, Snow Traceless and the old mage plan to help these mercenaries for another day, help them catch two more magical beasts, and then prepare to say goodbye to them and continue north.

Snow Traceless sat under a big tree, he watched Strier come back, talked to the regiment commander for a while, and then

Went to rest.

Snow Traceless breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't intend to interfere with the rules of the mercenary's game, but he was willing to help the mercenaries catch the monsters, but he didn't want to watch them do any black business, let alone get involved.

It seems that Strier has not found his target, and Snow Traceless is satisfied with this result.

Sighing softly, looking at the beautiful lake in front of him, like a large mirror, who would have thought that there was a murderous danger hidden in the lake?

"It's beautiful, but it's full of danger. Snow muttered to herself without a trace.

In the evening, the old one-eyed dragon actually made a big pot of mushroom soup! These mushrooms were collected by the old one-eyed dragon all the way.

In such a cold weather, after a few days, I was tired of eating unappetizing demon wolf meat, and such a big pot of delicious mushroom soup made the mercenaries almost bite off their tongues!

Beinrich treated Snow Traceless and the old magician very warmly, and took out his last wine to see the two off.

In the end, Xue Wuxian even drank two more glasses and fell asleep dizzily.

In the morning, when Xue Wuxian woke up, he felt that something was wrong.

Captain Beinrich's eyes were red! He gritted his teeth, as if he were a beast ready to eat people! All the mercenaries were like a great enemy! Everyone did not do any work, they all silently held their weapons, and Xue Wuxian looked at everyone and found that there were some people missing! Eleven! A whole eleven people!

The eleven mercenaries in charge of the night patrol last night disappeared en masse! What is incomprehensible is that they did not seem to have been attacked by some magical beast, and even if there were magical beasts, it was impossible for them to disappear silently! There was not even the slightest movement of the camp! There were no footprints of demonic beasts around the camp, not even human footprints!

They didn't leave, there were no bodies around, no footprints in the snow! Eleven people, as if they had been last night, suddenly evaporated en masse! Beinrich divided half of the people and went out to search for a long time, and there was still no news!

The people who sent it out came back empty-handed!"Even if they are attacked, at least they can make a sound!"

(Today's update has been completed, good night).