In the half-human-tall barren grass, Ron's unfast and unhurried movements.

From time to time, the body swept over the weeds, making a slight 'rustling' sound.

The woman in front seemed to be very cautious, even if she had been running for so long, she still looked behind her from time to time, which made him hang far away, not daring to follow too closely.

Many of the questions that Ron had asked before, this woman only let him know that he was indeed being noticed by someone.

So much so that it hung on the so-called 'hunting mission'.

From here, it is not difficult for him to suspect that the person who issued the task is Nick.

After all, the original Ron's identity and background are as pure as a blank sheet of paper, and he can't think of anyone else to frame him.

And, although the woman didn't reveal much, Ron could still see the hidden forces behind it.

He didn't know what the purpose of this organization was to gather intelligence in this remote territory.

But there is no doubt that the existence of this organization is an unknown hidden danger here.

Also, the woman's powerful and strange ability to heal herself.

If it weren't for the other party's swordsmanship being restrained by him, maybe he would have died a long time ago.

Ron vaguely felt that the world seemed to be more complicated than he imagined.

However, no matter what, he needs to investigate this mysterious organization, after all, his life is at stake.

It is impossible for anyone to say that they will let it go.

The black boots have a crunchy feeling when they step on top of the rotten leaves.

By this time, Ron had been hanging behind the woman for more than three hours, and the barren meadow around him had disappeared in its place, replaced by a small forest.

The sun was a little hot near noon, forming circular spots of light through the lush branches and falling on the leather armor behind him.

Ron quietly leaned against a large tree, his expression unusually calm.

Not far from him, the embarrassed woman who had been running all the way was watching left and right, guarding her surroundings.

Finding nothing, she put the sword back into her waist and groped her hands in the woods for the pile of rotting leaves.

For a long time, she seemed to have touched something, and pulled hard in her hand.

'Whoa!'

A brown square wooden lid lifted abruptly from the rotting leaves.

After lifting the wooden lid, the woman jumped down skillfully, and the lid then closed with a 'snap'.

The whole forest was calm, and it was a long time before Ron slowly stepped out from behind the hidden tree.

He walked over to the place where the woman had disappeared, looked at the wooden lid that had been half buried by rotten leaves, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Sure enough, there's something, let me see what's inside. ”

After a pause, he lifted the wooden lid and jumped into it carefully.

The weightlessness was only a split second, and Ron felt like he was on the ground.

He looked around, and it seemed to be a passage hidden under the woods, with stone slabs at his feet and torches on either side of the passage.

The orange-yellow flames burned silently, illuminating the place, and the sound of footsteps could be faintly heard in the distance.

Gently pulling out the cross sword at his waist and holding it in his hand, Ron exhaled and quietly walked in the direction of the footsteps.

The passage was not forked and not long, and soon he saw a wooden door at the end.

The wooden door was slightly open, and by the light of the fire inside, Ron could vaguely see several figures standing behind the door, and the sound of intermittent speech came from the crack in the door.

As Ron approached, the voice became clear.

"How is it possible???I need to report it like an adult immediately!" it was a somewhat hoarse male voice.

"Ned is dead, the other party's strength is beyond our imagination, I suggest we get out of here immediately!!"

Ron could tell it was the woman's slightly shrill male voice.

"And recently, the Lane Empire has sent people to secretly contact some of the nobles of Best, the war is approaching, and our mission has been completed, there is no reason to stay here. ”

The male voice from before was silent for a moment, then said. "Okay, I see! Kitt packed up his things and burned the information he didn't use, and informed the others, and we'll leave tonight!"

"Yes, sir. ”

Then there was a rattling of noises.

Ron's lips pursed at this, and he flicked the cross sword in his hand lightly, and then kicked it against the wooden door.

'Bang!!'

In a loud sound, the wooden door directly broke a big hole.

Ron's slightly emaciated figure stood in front of the door, his cold gaze sweeping over the humble room behind the door and the three people standing in the spot.

He grinned, orange-yellow flames reflecting his snow-white teeth.

"Look what I found, three little mice underground. ”

In addition to the woman, there was a burly middle-aged man and a fifteen or sixteen boy who looked to be Ron's age.

And seeing Ron's appearance, the woman's face was full of surprise.

"Is it you!?you're following me???"

"Hey, hey. ”

Without speaking, Ron picked up his crosssword and rushed straight at the woman.

"You forced me!!"

The woman screamed, and with a bang, she pulled out the thin sword at her waist, her eyes red blocking Ron's powerful slash.

A small spark suddenly erupted in the small room.

"I'll help you!"

Seeing the appearance of the battle, the burly middle-aged man next to the original woman somehow found a wide giant sword and joined the battle circle, while the young man quickly hid.

Although the middle-aged man was holding a giant sword, his strength was even worse than that of this woman, and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the two of them's attacks at all.

Just as he grabbed a gap and wanted to slash towards Ron, he suddenly saw a short sword slashing directly along the blade of the giant sword.

'Whew!!'

An arm holding a sword fell to the ground, and a muffled snort of pain came from the man's mouth.

He seems to be just an ordinary person, and he doesn't have the ability to heal himself like that woman's pervert, and after being seriously injured, he immediately wants to quit the battle circle.

However, Ron slammed back the woman who had been attacking, jumped hard at his feet, and slashed his sword at the man.

'Poof!'

The cross sword grazed his neck, and the man's head tilted, and he immediately fell to the ground, only then blood gushed out from the wound in his neck.

The rich smell of blood instantly filled the room.

"No!!" Seeing the middle-aged man who fell to the ground, the woman seemed to be frantic and stabbed Ron with her thin sword.

The rain-like stabbing was completely chaotic, and it was very easy for Ron to dodge.

Suddenly, the cross sword in his hand slammed into the rapier.

With a 'bell', Ron went straight behind the woman, his dagger through her neck, and then pulled it backhand.

'Whew!!'

A head flew up.