With a sniffle, Ron looked left and right at both sides of the village, where there was a cultivated field and several farmers in gray cloth clothes working.

In front of the village, a few white goats were eating grass, looking leisurely.

After a pause, he turned his head to the three militiamen behind him.

"After entering the village, be smart, don't be ambushed. ”

"Understood. The three immediately replied.

All of them had come back alive from the last battle, and they knew the seriousness of being careless.

After receiving the answer, Ron nodded, did not speak, and directly controlled the horse to move on.

Soon, the four of them came to the village.

The village was not large, it seemed that there were only a dozen households, and some villagers who were eating breakfast looked slightly nervous when they saw the arrival of the four Rons.

Just as the four of them were about to begin their examination, an old man with a somewhat thin figure and almost all his hair falling out walked briskly from a house.

He seemed to have just gotten up from the bed, disheveled, rubbing his hands together and looking humble.

"Masters, I'm the head of this village, Gru, what's the matter?"

Ron didn't speak, and the militia next to him spoke directly.

"We're Lannis's militia, did any strangers from around here come to the village yesterday?"

"Stranger?" the village chief Grulen was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the villagers behind him, and then said with some uncertainty. "Probably not. ”

"No?" said the militiaman, with a stern expression. "Those strangers are deserters from the Lane Empire, and if they are caught harboring, you know what the consequences will be. ”

Hearing the seriousness of the militia's mouth, the village chief immediately became nervous.

"This, I"

Seeing the old man's confused look, Ron directly waved his hand to interrupt his next words.

"Forget it, let's check it separately, be careful. ”

"It's my lord!"

Given the order, the three militiamen ignored the village chief and jumped off their horses and headed for the front houses.

Ron also controlled the horses and slowly moved towards the back of the village.

After a while, there was a cacophony behind him.

Ignoring the noise of the militia search, Ron's gaze swept over the houses from time to time.

At this time, the time was only seven o'clock, and most of the villagers were still at home, and when they heard the movement, they all opened their doors to watch.

Suddenly, he noticed a somewhat dilapidated wooden house with its door closed, and it looked silent.

Frowning, Ron waved his hand to signal the old man Gru, who was not far behind, to come over, and pointed to the wooden house in front of him and asked.

"Who lives in this house, is there no one in it?"

Hearing his inquiry, Gru quickly replied.

"Sir, it's Susan who lives in it, and she has been locking the door since her man's death last month, and only comes out at night. ”

"A widow who lives alone?"

Ron jumped off his horse and walked over to the cabin to look around.

Suddenly, he saw a mess on the left side of the hut, as if someone had trampled on it.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ron took the short bow from his back and slowly mounted an arrow.

Sensing Ron's movements, Gru's face changed slightly, and he said nervously.

"What do you want to do, this old man? Susan is a woman, she is not a deserter."

"Yes?"

Not paying attention to Gru next to him, Ron's hand pulling the bowstring suddenly let go.

'Whew!!'

The gray arrows shot straight through the windows of the hut, followed by a 'poof' sound, as if they had hit something.

"Oh my God!?" Gru clutched his head in horror at the sight of the arrow that shot at the window.

"Well, it seems that there are no deserters in there. Ron put away his short bow, glanced at Gru next to him, and said lightly. "Let's go. ”

However, although he said to leave, he quietly walked towards the wooden house.

Soon, Ron was in front of the hut, and through the wooden door he faintly heard the sound of heavy breathing coming from inside, accompanied by a slight sound of snorting.

A faint smell of blood came faintly from inside.

Raising an eyebrow, Ron rested his hand on the cross sword at his waist.

After the movement inside was a little smaller, all of a sudden, he kicked directly towards the wooden door.

'Bang!!'

With a loud bang, the wooden door suddenly opened.

The dim light suddenly brightened, and at this moment in this cramped room, Ron saw three soldiers in silver and white armor who seemed to be treating wounds, one of them was wrapping a bandage around his shoulder, and on the ground was a gray feather arrow, which was the same one Ron had just shot.

On the bed in the innermost part of the room, the body of a beautiful woman was lying messily on it.

"Sure enough"

Seeing the appearance of the corpse, Ron rushed over with a cold look in his eyes.

The difference in light made the three soldiers look stunned for a moment, and then they saw only a black shadow flashing.

'Poof!'

One of the soldiers at the front of the group, who was treating a shoulder wound, had his head tilted abruptly, and large strands of blood gushed frantically from the side of his neck.

"Oh my God!Sweet!!"

The two of them, who had just reacted, immediately picked up the long sword in their hands and threw themselves at Ron.

'Bell!!'

After simply parrying off the two men's attacks, Ron jerked behind the soldier on the left, his crosssword piercing his neck and then wrapping around.

'Whew!'

A head fell directly to the ground.

"Oh, damn it!!"

The last remaining soldier saw Ron kill the two with ease, and a look of madness flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and grabbed the corpse that had not yet fallen, and threw it at Ron.

Then, without looking at the consequences, he turned around and rushed out of the room.

Dodging the corpses that flew over, Ron picked up his crosssword and quickly chased after him.

This sudden scene immediately alarmed the villagers who discovered the situation.

The sound of a 'bang, bang, bang' door was heard immediately.

The militia who heard the sound also quickly walked out of the room, but they were also a little flustered when they saw the fleeing soldier.

One of the militiamen tightened his spear and was trying to stop the soldier when he saw the soldier's sword slashing at him.

"Get out of here!!"

'Bell!'

The short spear in his hand shook, and the huge force directly slashed the militia to the ground.

However, this slowed down the soldier slightly, and Ron lun lunged at him behind him.

'Tear La!'

There was a sore sound accompanied by a spark behind the soldier.

A deep mark was left on the hard armor.

Perhaps because his life was seriously threatened, the speed of the soldier who was running desperately actually increased a little after this blow.