In the hunting camp, Master Traoré was sulking by the campfire.

Hunting was his preference, and the feeling of riding a horse through the wilderness and woods was very pleasant to him, but today, obviously on the hunting ground, he fell into a very low state.

After all, today's hunting isn't just about getting prey.

Now that the targets are running away with people, what else is he playing?

Someone on the side looked at the unhappy appearance of the little young master, and whispered: "Young master, why don't we secretly go and beat that guy?" Anyway, it's just a civilian, and it doesn't matter if you fight. ”

"No way!" The young master immediately shook his head and refused, "Sister Kelina will be angry!" ”

"It's okay, let's do it secretly, such as covering his head on the way back and giving him a few sticks, so that no one knows that we did it."

"........" The little young master was a little moved.

That guy is so annoying.

He looks better than him, and the only hunting skill he is good at is much better than him, which really doesn't like the same sex, and it's not bad to have a meal to relieve his anger.

It's just that the young master, who has always followed a good education, is not very good at this kind of dirty behavior of sneak attacks behind his back, and he has never done this kind of thing, and he is really a little worried about this unknown behavior in his heart.

The man was still trying to continue the persuasion, but suddenly he heard a noise around him.

"All on alert!"

Everyone looked up and saw the voices of the guards around them.

"Young Master."

The man who seemed to be the captain of the chamberlain had his palm on the sword at his waist, and his face under the helmet was solemn.

"Get out of here."

The little young master looked dazed: "What's wrong?" Did something happen? ”

The captain of the squire nodded lightly and looked into the distance: "There, there is the breath of a monster." ”

The young master wanted to ask again what it was, but he quickly shut up.

Seconds after the guards gave him the warning, he saw the puddle of silt-like creatures wriggling wildly towards them like caterpillars.

"It's a rotten short-lived ghost!" The captain's face changed drastically, "Young Master, let's go!" ”

Master Traoré's face was not very good-looking.

Because he loves hunting, he has learned a little about monsters and knows the difficulties of "rotten short-lived ghosts".

Once you accidentally get contaminated with the "Curse of Rot", you really won't have any bad reactions for a while, and you won't have too much pain - after all, when you can react to the abnormality of your body, your body is almost finished.

And, that's not all.

Once corrupted by the "Curse of Rot" and turned into filth, humans will also plague their surroundings.

The body is the best reservoir for human magic, and once they are corrupted, the magic in the body will overflow into the air and become entangled with the magic of nature, which will lead to the contamination of natural magic.

If others accidentally replenish themselves with these magical powers while training in magic or martial arts, they will also be corrupted by the Curse of Rot.

This is a very bad disaster.

"Let's go."

The young master knew the importance of the matter, and immediately turned on his horse, and his companions also jumped on the horses that did not belong to them in a panic, and began to run.

The horses under him also sensed the danger of life under the influence of instinct.

Under the threat of death, creatures often unleash abilities that go beyond what they should be.

At this moment, the horses showed that he was faster than usual.

However, they are not the only ones whose lives are threatened.

"Oops."

Seeing that the distance between the "Rotten Short-lived Ghost" and himself and the others was getting closer and closer, the captain of the attendant keenly noticed that the current state of this monster was unusual.

As far as he knew, the "rotten short-lived ghost" should have taken on a dirty greenish-brown color, but now, the color of its body had gone to pure dark green.

This means that the magic power in its body is rapidly depleting, and it also represents the combat power of this "rotten short-lived ghost", which is at its peak.

It's not something they can deal with.

The truly elite warriors were all signaled by the Marquis to his camp, and the strength of their little young master's entourage was not very strong, even if he did, he barely reached the top of the first order, and he could not even touch the ceiling.

For a moment, the thought of escaping rose in the mind of the captain of the attendants.

He knew that as long as he ran fast enough and didn't use his magic power, he shouldn't be harmed, but they were guards, and they had to stand in the way before the young master and the others ran far.

"Everyone! Get ready to fight!! The squire captain yelled, "Remember, restrain your instincts, and don't absorb the mana replenishment in the air after unleashing your martial arts!" ”

"Understand !!"

The attendants clenched their weapons and lined up their formations, their magic circulating through their bodies, while the captain's words replayed in their minds all the time.

They stared at the back of the squire captain, and when he gave the order, they delivered the strongest blow to the monster, and the squire captain was staring firmly at the "rotten short-lived ghost" itself.

When the distance between it and himself and the others was close to a certain level, the captain of the attendant gave an order.

"Attack!!"

In an instant, the attendants, with their brilliant magic, grabbed the weapons in their hands and launched a charge.

There are not many of them, but because of their excellent combat training, the momentum ignited by their cooperation with each other is really not small.

However, there is only momentum, not effect.

In front of a second-order monster, they are still second-order monsters with special attributes, and their strength is far from enough.

"Squeak—"

The Rotten Short-lived Ghost screamed and raised his long whip, and with a single swing, it easily routed those who stood in its way.

It's a sheer disparity of strength, a head-on conflict, and it's impossible for the squires to overcome it.

With a single blow, several attendants, including the captain of the attendants, all lost the ability to fight back, and they scattered in all directions, and when they fell to the ground, almost all their internal organs were displaced, and it was no longer possible to block its way.

"Really....... Damn it......."

The squire's captain's heart was filled with despair at this moment.

According to the habits of the "rotten ghoul", after defeating the creatures, it will forcibly inject a sufficient amount of "curse" into their bodies, and then urge the power to accelerate them into a puddle of mud, absorb them, and replenish their own magic.

The human body is one of the most magical vessels, and they are good food for spirit-type monsters.

He has seen his end.

"Father, Mother, Tina......."

The captain of the squire closed his eyes, and a string of gentle smiling faces of his relatives flashed in his mind.

He knew that this was a marquee before he died.

It's just that when the marquee has been gone for a long time, and all the faces of his relatives have been reproduced, and then his mind has gone blank because there is really nothing to talk about, the captain of the chamberlain reacted.

Yourself, it seems that there is nothing wrong?

He opened his eyes and saw that although his companions were wounded, none of them were missing, and they were all sitting on the ground scratching their heads blankly.

"Captain." Someone asked, "Why didn't we die?" ”

"This ......."

The captain of the squire was also a little confused.

"I don't know....... Anyway, the monster just ran in which direction. ”

"Oh." The companions pointed to the side, "Over there." ”

The squire's captain's face changed drastically.

The direction that the companion pointed to was the place where the young master and they left.

........

"Almost."

Lynn stopped chasing and looked up into the distance.

"In this direction, if nothing else, it should find them."

"Calculate the distance, and when it finds it, there shouldn't be much mana left......."

"Well, you can go back....... That's right. ”

Lynn whispered a little to the shadows around her, and when she looked up again, the shadows around her had apparently dissipated somewhat.

And when he talks to Two, the barrage in front of him is always circulating.

[Over there, it's the place where the little Bi Zaizhi of the Marquis's family ran away, right? ] Is Enbao so grudgeful? 】

[It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but it's not impossible today! ] 】

[That bear kid is really a bit annoying, and his words always make me feel physically uncomfortable. 】

[After all, people are Tianlong people, and if we fart people can like it, there will be ghosts.] 】

[I don't support the scourge of innocent people, but for these feudal scum, crush them with both hands in favor! ] 】

“.......”

Lynn looked at the barrage in front of her, her eyes a little confused.

"What are you talking about?"

A question mark was brushed on the barrage.

[Huh? Lynn, didn't you lead that lump in that direction to chase the baby? 】

"Why am I chasing him?" Lynn asked curiously, "Is he something worthy of my attention?" ”

"Compared to children, the goal in that direction is the focus."

.......

After about five minutes of galloping, the horses under their crotches seemed to have lost their sense of threat, and their speed gradually slowed down.

Feeling the horse's relaxation, Master Traore breathed a deep sigh of relief, as if he was about to spit out all the depression in his throat.

When his companions saw him stop, they also stopped moving forward and patted their chests to soothe their emotions.

"Alive."

After slackening, they began to discuss the affairs of the other party.

"What the hell happened to that monster just now, I feel like I'm crazy."

"yes, it scared me to death."

"Look at it like that, running and flying, could it be that it is also being chased and killed?"

"Pull it down, who else can hunt down second-order demonic beasts in this realm besides my uncle? And if it's an uncle, can you ignore our life and death? ”

“....... I don't think he'll really care about us. ”

“........”

They speculated about the causes, fantasized about the possibilities, and joked about the occasional relaxation, but none of them cared about the life and death of the guards.

"Young Master." Someone asked, "Now, where are we going?" ”

"........," Master Traoré pondered for a moment, scratching his head, "I don't know. ”

The original camp shouldn't be able to go back, and if he goes home, it seems a little bad, after all, his father is still outside.

After thinking about it, he said, "Why don't we wait here now?" ”

"Here?"

The crowd hesitated.

Their hunting ground was not too far from the jurisdiction of the marquisate, but it was not very close, and there was still a wilderness road in between.

At the moment, they are in a place where this bird does not.

Staying here?

Then it's really just a matter of waiting.

Just as everyone was hesitating to make a new proposal, someone noticed a vision not far away.

"Look! What is that? ”

The crowd looked in the direction he was pointing.

That was the direction they had come, and the road was supposed to be peaceful, with little more than snow and snow-covered vegetation.

But at this moment, on top of the thick snow, they saw a strange "big bug".

The strange thing is that there are no snow marks left in the places where it passed.

- They know it.

"Run!!"

Some people screamed and ran forward without hesitation, and some people had time to react and pulled the little young master who was still stunned.

They began to gallop again, but the horses, which had already had a moment of respite, seemed to have entered the cooldown period of their skills, and could no longer run at the speed of their talents.

Although the speed of the "bug" behind him is not too fast, and the distance between them is always lengthening, it is impossible to pull too far away.

And as long as it stays behind the crowd, the threat of death will always be invading them.

"What to do! What to do!! ”

There was already a little crying in the young master's voice.

"Young master, don't panic, don't panic." Someone shouted to comfort him, "Run, just run forward." ”

"Not far away, we'll be at the town's outpost, where there are soldiers!"

"As long as we notify them, they will definitely be able to send a signal to gather soldiers and resist that monster!!"

"That's right! The soldiers will definitely be able to block it!! ”

Hope ignited in the little master's eyes.

He waved his whip and picked up speed.

And they followed.

Before long, they had already seen the town's outpost.

The Marquis de Traoré was obsessed with war, so in his domain, military buildings were always made to the finest standards.

The soldiers in the outpost immediately identified the group including the little marquis through the magic binoculars in the watchtower.

They informed the captain of the outpost, who, though he did not know why, ordered the soldiers to assemble to meet the little marquis.

"You ......."

Young Master Traoré and his companions broke into the outpost, and before he had time to praise their neat queue, he gasped.

"Quick! Get ready! Get ready to deal with monsters!! ”

"Monsters?"

The captain of the outpost immediately became vigilant.

"What kind of monster? What is the rank? ”

As the town's border guards, they are not short of experience in dealing with sudden monsters.

However, the only thing he couldn't be sure of was what the strength of the demonic beast that the little young master was talking about.

If it is strong, then he will immediately ring the assembly bell and gather the soldiers in the camp not far away to resist.

But if he is not strong, and he rings the alarm because of the request of the little young master, then he must be punished by the severe military regulations set by the marquis for lying about the military situation.

It's just that this suspicion was immediately dispelled when Young Master Traore said the name of the monster.

"It's a rotten short-lived ghost!!"

The captain of the outpost was shocked.

"That kind of thing, how did it end up here......."

"Captain!!"

Before he could think about it completely, the soldiers on the watchtower shouted loudly in a little panic.

"There's a monster coming this way."

"It's ......."

"Rotten short-lived ghost!!"