There were no gray clouds in the dark night sky, and the bright moonlight was scattered on the rooftops of Nipur City, and two figure cats were on the edge of a ruined wall, as if they had been squatting for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Alan had an empty wine bottle beside him, and he was holding a new bottle of wine and biting the cork from it, grunting with an intoxicating red liquid, trying to numb the pain in his arm with alcohol. Aiden on the side was hidden in the moonlight shadows, the black crystal longbow stood sideways, revealing a chilling cold ink color, his right hand kept rubbing the black arrow feathers in the quiver, staring at a three-story post house not far away, as if waiting for an opportunity to move.

At this time, it was already the second half of the night. Not far away, the building was brightly lit, and even from a distance of 100 meters, you could still hear the noise coming from there. The wooden door of the hall on the first floor was half open, and from time to time drunken guests stumbled out of it, most of them soldiers of the Horn Legion, and these guys who had been holding back for a month on the day of the army enjoyed their hard-won freedom unscrupulously.

There were at least thirty guest bedrooms in the whole inn, and almost all of the wood-beamed windows were lit, and there were moaning like a fierce equestrian competition, and the men were secretly comparing themselves to see who could make the 'horses' under their crotches scream more cheerfully.

Aiden stared at one of the windows, the light curtain half-pulled, and a woman in a long gray-green dress rose and fell on the bed.

"Damn, how long is it going to be?" Allen's words were filled with impatience.

Aiden flicked the bowstring made of bouncing tendons. "Why don't you ask?" he said, "I'm in a hurry." ”

"You're talking more and more like Kenny. Alan swallowed the last bit of wine into his stomach and looked up at the moon that was about to fall to the west, "Forget it, don't worry, this is already the twenty-sixth, we have time, but it's a little cold." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Aiden's right hand instantly draw out a black arrow, the feather was tied to the beast's tendons, and the entire black crystal longbow was bent into a terrifying arc almost in half a second, and then only heard a 'whoosh', and the black arrow merged with the night, like a cluster of black flames hunting towards the target.

A few seconds later, an extremely frightened scream could be heard from one of the inn's rooms. It's a woman's voice.

"God Namu blesses, and I hope it doesn't frighten the girl from the north. Aiden muttered as he carried the Sombra longbow behind his back.

Alan scratched his nose and looked at the noisy inn in the distance, "It's okay, you kid is not my enemy." ”

"Let's go, I can't open my eyes anymore. ”

Aiden yawned, and the two disappeared into the night.

When the sky first showed the belly of the fish, the two of them followed the last target to an alley corner, which was a dead alley in the south of the city. The two of them secretly pressed against the eaves of the second floor on the man's head, not daring to make the slightest sound.

"When are you going to do it? It's almost dawn. Aiden whispered.

Alan held a sharp dagger and put his mouth to Aiden's ear, "This guy now holds the entire Horned Infantry Regiment in his hands, and he doesn't go out with half of his attendants, besides, isn't it strange that he is still standing in such a place at this time?"

"If a woman appears later, I will shoot you in the head and swear by the name of the god Namu. Aiden's words were soft, but his face was fierce.

"If it's not a woman who appears later, I'll pierce your head, and I'll swear by my eggs with this dagger. Alan retorted softly, a playful smile.

There was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and the sound stopped at the mouth of the alley, and a well-proportioned man in a fancy costume walked into the alley.

Alan immediately put the cold dagger to Aiden's throat, "Don't worry, I'll buy you a good Nanmu coffin." ”

The man tightened the black velvet cloak on his shoulders and shrunk straight to the corner of the alley. Barlow, who held the Horned Infantry Regiment in his hands, turned his head, and Alan couldn't make out the expressions on their faces due to the distance.

"No one followed you when you came, did you?" the man asked softly.

"Don't worry, even the god Namu doesn't know I'm here. ”

Alan listened to the slightly familiar voice, poked his head out curiously, and by the faint white light, he was sure that the man in the black velvet cloak was Taylor, the commander of the horned cavalry.

Taylor looked around, then asked, "What did that fellow Philo say?"

"He said he needed some time to consider your proposal....."

"Some—some for how long? Will he wait until Barton returns?" Taylor interrupted in a muffled voice.

I could tell from his words that he was a little timid. ”

Taylor let out a hot breath on his hands, rubbing his hands. "Damn! Didn't he just meet my chief instructor? Didn't you tell him that that guy's abilities are not as simple as playing with foils!" Taylor grumbled in displeasure, "If he saw the current cavalry regiment, he would be surprised, I bet he hadn't even seen those formations!"

"Of course I did, and I bragged about it. Barlow explained, "But that brainless doubter of the Knights of the Nikon Knights, and he even suspects that the Knights of the Nikon were sent by Lord Patton to spy on you!"

"God Namu forbid, the old nobleman must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. Taylor's face was full of anger, pacing back and forth in the narrow alley, "You go to Ferry Manor again, and tell that damn old nobleman that Barton is not going on a winter hunt this time, he is looking for an alchemist." A month ago, he had a strange lung disease, no one could cure this fatal disease, Bella is his only daughter, if Barton doesn't come back this time, the news reaches the Blue Bone Man, they will definitely raise troops to attack!"

Without waiting for Barlow to speak, Taylor continued, "Ask that bastard if he's ready to lick the ass of those Blue Devils, and if not, assemble his archers as soon as possible, the Blue Bone Terran will be destroyed!" ”

"Got it, Captain. Barlow bowed slightly, and Taylor turned and walked to the alley.

The neighing of horses was heard in the distance, followed by a horsewhip, and the sound of iron hooves trampling on bluestone slabs disappeared into the quiet alleys south of the city.

Barlow straightened up and sighed softly as he looked in the direction Taylor had left, the icy air of the early winter morning causing him to shrink into his wide cloak. Taylor's words just now woke him up like a dream, if it was really as he said, Lord Barton's time was running out, and now he should really leave a way out, he couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying existence Sersi would be without Barton's control.

Just as he was about to leave the alley, he suddenly heard a strange sound from the tiles above his head, followed by the whirring sound of the wind blowing his clothes, and as soon as he raised his head, a strong elbow suddenly appeared around his neck and strangled his neck fiercely.

Then the hand dragged him to the corner, his feet swinging, and trying to rip the demon's claws open with both hands, but he found himself unable to exert any strength, he gasped and tried to cry for help, his chapped throat seemed to be silent at this moment, unable to make a sound.

Even if he could make a sound, his attendants were far away.