From the third day onwards the carriage left the wide road and turned into a winding path, which was immediately deserted on both sides, and there were no more carriages shuttling along the way, no more merchants' shops and houses, only the trees that grew more and more luxuriant, and the carriage slowed down and began to jolt.

Ryan saw all this change from the window of the carriage, and he casually asked Viscount Bruno: "Is your territory very remote?" Viscount Bruno, who closed his eyes and recuperated, rolled his eyes and said in a mocking tone: "If it's right next to the busiest street in Paradise of Freedom, why should I hire you?" This reply made Ryan's face blush, speechless, and also made Flanner secretly amused, but Ryan, who seemed to have lost face, didn't take it to heart, and still looked at the scenery outside the window.

Outside the window, as the carriage deepened, there was no one on both sides of the road, and even the occasional sound of people in the distance disappeared without a trace, and all Ryan could see was those tall trees. One by one, the trees scrambled to grow towards the sky, then trying to spread out their foliage and absorb the sunlight as much as possible. The southern spring sun barely shines through the gaps between the leaves, speckled and reflected on the potholed ground.

Sitting in the slowly moving carriage, Ryan felt the distress of the bumps up and down, it was a little walked, the road zigzagged into the depths of the woods, its road was narrow enough to allow only one carriage to move, and it was not flat, the carriage slowly bumped along the road, and the people in the carriage kept shaking, as if sitting on a ship that had encountered the wind.

This feeling lasted for most of the day, and as the trees grew denser and the sunlight shining through the leaves dimmer, the carriage came to a halt abruptly, and the sound of the wheels of the carriage was heard far away in the silent woods.

Ryan's first feeling was that he had arrived at the place, but he looked out the window, and didn't find any residences in this vicinity, at a glance, it was still those lush trees, it stands to reason that a hereditary viscount's fiefdom would have a lot of buildings, but this neighborhood doesn't look like it is inhabited at all, it shouldn't have been to the place yet, how did the carriage stop?

"Sir, the road is blocked. The helpless voice of the driver came.

This is not good news, the only way in the slightly dark, inaccessible woods is blocked, which is the standard beginning of many stories of unlucky fellows being robbed by thieves.

Ryan stepped out of the carriage vigilantly, he walked to the front of the carriage in a few steps, only to see that about twenty meters in front of the carriage, there were two huge trees crossing the way to block the carriage's progress, these two trees were the same as the surrounding trees, but the branches on the trees were some withered yellow, and they were definitely not put down just now.

Ryan looked at the surrounding environment, and was a little puzzled, if there were thieves who had really planned to cut down trees and wait here, there was no reason why the branches of these trees would show yellow, and this situation could only mean that these two trees had been lying here for more than ten days.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind Ryan, and Ryan didn't have to look back to hear that it was his friend Elendor, and the heavier voice behind Elendor must be Flanna.

"There were people in the woods, one thirty meters in front of us on the left and one fifty meters behind on the right. Ryan heard Ellendo's faint voice in his ears, so small that even Flanner, who was standing not far from them, could hear it. This is the advantage of being a druid, they are known as the darlings of nature, and in such a natural environment, it is easy to detect places that are incompatible with the harmony of nature, such as thieves hiding deep in the jungle.

Ryan nodded slightly, it seems that there are really thieves waiting here, he will not immediately look at the thief's hiding place, that is the unique behavior of a rookie who comes out for the first time. After so many adventures, Ryan has gained a lot of experience, and he has gradually learned to stay quiet.

In order not to let the thieves hiding in the shadows realize that he had discovered them, Ryan put his eyes on the two trees in front of him where he should be most at this time, and thought to himself: "They are really patient, you see that these two trees are actually full of spotted fungus......"

"Wait!" Ryan looked at the two trees that stood in his way, and although they looked more than ten meters away from him, the sharp-eyed Ryan could clearly see that there were two long scratches on them. Although many of these two scratches have been covered by the spotted fungus, they are too long, and they are still seen by the attentive Lane. Ryan wasn't sure what they were caused by, but Ryan was sure that the scratches could never have been natural.

Ryan's heart moved, he felt as if he had grasped something very important, but for a while, Ryan didn't know what he had caught, and this feeling made Ryan very uncomfortable. However, at this moment, Ryan's nose smelled a trace of blood floating in the air.

It's sparsely populated, and it should be fresh air, and it's rained recently, so even if there is any blood, it's washed away, but maybe there's too much blood flowing here, so even after all this time, there is still a faint smell of blood in the air here.

The smell of blood is so faint that ordinary people will definitely not smell it, but Ryan had a special experience in the tomb of the ancient king, he followed the immortal King Alexander deep into the never-ending blood pool of secret room, although he vomited a mess at the time, but this unforgettable experience also made Ryan particularly sensitive to this smell of blood.

Ryan had a glimmer of realisation in his heart, and he finally had to know what his uncomfortable feeling was, the massacre, an unexpected but sudden massacre: first blocking the road with trees, and then waiting for passers-by to move them, but what were those scratches? Ordinary weapons such as longswords do not have such marks, but weapons like giant axes leave traces that are definitely much deeper, are they...... Magic?

Thinking of this, Ryan's eyes lit up, he turned his head to look at Viscount Bruno who was getting out of the carriage, all the impressions of this hereditary viscount in the past few days flowed through his mind like water, and finally fixed on the cane he often wielded, although it was a little short, but it was carved with a lot of lines, maybe it was an ordinary instrument commonly used by nobles, but it may not have other hidden uses, such as the staffs of magicians.

Viscount Bruno lazily stepped out of the carriage and frowned and reprimanded Harisi: "What's the matter?

Harrisi nodded his head in agreement, and then shouted at the two coachmen, "Didn't you hear my master? When Harrisi had said this, he said to Ryan, "Come and help you, for the two of them will not be able to carry it." ”

Ryan took a few steps forward quietly, and since he was beginning to be suspicious of Viscount Bruno, he was naturally also cautious about the carriage driver he hired. Seeing the two drivers walking towards him, Ryan suddenly asked thoughtlessly, "Did you have a good harvest last time?"

"Of course—" Harrissi said casually, and then immediately turned pale and closed his mouth.

Alendor gently pulled Franna in front of the middle-aged businessman, at this moment all the suspicious people are in front of him, even the guy who is hidden in the depths is also on his right hand, with Allendo's strength, he is confident that he can protect Franna, a companion who is not good at fighting.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Viscount Bruno clapped his hands, and he said to Ryan in a praising tone, "Yes, yes." You can actually guess a little bit of the inside story, you're really good. However, this is also the reason why we don't hide it too carefully. Anyway, there are more of us than you, as long as you are willing to follow you here honestly, are you afraid that you will run away?"

"Alright, Yarman. Viscount Bruno said disapprehantly, "You don't have to pretend to be some Harisi servant now, and you are ready to kill them." ”

Yarman said viciously, "I'm fed up with this Harrisi identity, I hate this boring character. Green, why do you have to do this every time, can't you just use a dagger?" Jarman flipped his hand, and a bright and sharp dagger appeared in his hand.

"Don't you think that this trick of playing with your opponent in the palm of your hand has a feeling of keeping everything under control, and it really excites me to watch them die with an incredible look in their eyes. Viscount Bruno said this, took out a magician's badge from his bosom, put it on his chest, and said to Ryan: "Ha, are you obediently sent to death or are you desperately struggling? My name is Grimm, and I'm a wind magician. As we all know, the Wind Mage is the most dashing and attacking ...... among the Magi."

Grimm seemed a little overjoyed, and he began to boast about his strength, perhaps he was preparing to fill his prey with despair, but this way even his companions could not stand it.

"I prefer to go straight to the ground in comparison!" Yarman endured Green's nonsense, and shouted into the woods with a hesitant face: "Come out, be quick with your hands and feet, and leave after a few strokes." ”

Ryan and the other three watched as two men with crossbow arrows came out of the woods, and they also saw the two lowly coachmen smiling and pulling out daggers, plus this Yarman, five people surrounded them in a semicircle.