When you have something on your mind, you will always accidentally ignore other things around you, especially those things that don't matter, which is human nature. The clearer the goal, the easier it was to ignore it, and I raced fast, and if it wasn't for the horse in need of a break, I would have kept running, and I didn't seem to remember anything anymore when I saw something along the way.

After a few days of traveling, I finally found myself near the Great Monastery of Tirisfa, which is still human territory, and where patrols of the Scarlet Crusaders can be found everywhere. To be honest, I took a picture by the water's edge in order to get in there, and I cleaned it up for myself. I'm still not very satisfied with the way I look now, but that's all there is to it.

After eating bat meat and drinking bat blood, my appearance has not changed very much, although it is a little more bloody than a few days ago, but the color of my body is really the same as the dull gray that I had been dead for a month, and anyone who looks at this color has to frown. Except that the skin of the dead is this color, and the people who are going to die will do this.

It's a skill to face a patrol without changing your face and not beating your heart, but there will always be people who deliberately find fault or have to be serious with me, so you need to be thick enough and flexible to adapt.

Originally, I was a good liar, and when I lied to others, I was able to do it very naturally, whether it was the expression on my face or the tone of my speech, it was absolutely very consistent with what was said. But the word "heart doesn't beat" is too right for me, I really don't change my face, and my heart doesn't beat.

Even in the end, I had to pull out my musket and shoot them, but my face did not change and my heart did not beat.

"We need your identification, sir." A guy who looked a little squinted at me.

"There's no proof of identity now, sir." I said, "It's rare for an old guy like me to survive so far." ”

"Then tell me your full address." He stared at me intently.

"I'm ......," I chuckled in my heart, and a wave of disgust arose spontaneously. I'm from Lordaeron. ”

Lordaeron...... You won't be dead, will you? His unsmiling expression was worse than that expressionless.

"The chief is really joking." I tried to smile.

"He's from Lordaeron......" he glanced at the people around him, "Lordaeron still has someone alive." He looked at me, "How did you survive?" ”

"I happened to be out on business when Alsace was slaughtering the city." I say.

"Oh, do business...... What kind of business do you do? ”

"I do...... Medicinal herb business. "I hurriedly made up nonsense.

"Herb ......" He looked at me and his somewhat drooping face really made me very unhappy. So where do you go to buy and sell medicinal herbs? ”

"I can go to almost the whole of Tirisfa and West Wilde to the east."

"Yes......" he said, "to whom do you sell your herbs?" ”

"You guys should need this thing here right now, right?" I say.

"Have you ever been to Borean Castle?" He asked coldly.

"I ...... Of course I did. "I felt a little bad when I said that.

"Oh...... Do you know Old John? ”

"Which old John?"

"How could you not know old John when you are in the medicinal herb business?" His eyes narrowed slightly.

"I didn't run that line, uh...... I used to go to the South a lot...... Alterac over there. ”

"Hah!" He smiled and looked at the people around him, and when he finished laughing, he stared at me again: "Then who did you sell to after you arrived at the North Wind Castle?" ”

I frowned slightly, and the muscles in his face twitched. The air froze at this point, and he stared at me without making any other movements towards me, but I felt some changes in the expressions on the faces of the people around me.

He didn't say anything but stared at me like that, and now he's just pushing me. I knew very well in my heart that the current situation should be that I have already exposed, and he is just watching how I continue to talk nonsense or how to deal with it, like a child trying to fool his parents.

It's useless to say anything now......

I was staring at him too, but I had already swept through the people next to me, two on the left and three on the right...... When I saw another on horseback slowly beginning to circle behind me, I pulled out the musket on my chest.

"Bang!"

The flames burst through the white smoke, and as the white smoke rose, their souls rose and left their bodies.

On the right, one of the strongest guys in the group fell straight from his horse. I don't care if his soul ascends to the kingdom of God or goes somewhere else, but now he really can't interfere with me.

The men hadn't reacted yet, but were clearly startled by the gunshot. They shuddered, and when I pointed my gun at another guy.

"Bang!" Another one. "Bang!" The third!

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the sword unsheathed behind me, and as soon as I shrank my head, my legs strained and the horse under my crotch immediately started, but it took more than a second for the horse to start, and at that moment there was a "dang" sound from my back.

The force from the shield from the back to the back told me that the shield blocked it for me.

The horse burst out of the crowd, and I took back the musket in my right hand and pulled out another. They adjusted their horses' heads and charged at me, and my horses were tired now, so I wasn't going to chase them, which would not be very good for me to collect their bodies later.

Twist three shots, one shot at a time. This kind of shooting at close range is not difficult for me. The last surviving creature ran to the side, and I picked up my musket and drew my bow and arrows.

I don't have a lot of bullets.

Luckily, the group didn't run far, and looking around, I dragged them into a bush one by one.

I shot through my lungs with that squint just now, and he's been coughing up blood, and now he's suffocating to death. I walked up to him and looked at him, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were no longer the haughty they had just now, but full of fear.

"In this group...... You'll talk the most. I looked at him, "Are you usually so serious?" "I crouched down. His body was throbbing, his chest trying to get more oxygen in.

"Actually, you didn't have to die." I snorted. "But you have to die now, and you have to die soon." I swept around and said to him. I hesitated after throwing the group together, but decided to get some blood out.

It's only a matter of time before these people are discovered, and I'll have to hurry up and finish my business before they are found and get out safely.

By the next morning, my body had recovered a lot, and my palms and backs of my hands were full of blood. I touched my face, and although it was still thin, it was much more elastic than before.

The Great Monastery of Tirisfah is right in front of you, but the people in front of the gate don't seem to have noticed what happened yesterday. And the people at the back door treated me much better, they didn't question me anything, they just asked me why I came here and let me in.

This place has changed a lot from the first time I came, and I can't even find any traces of the original, only when I stand on the edge of that cathedral that I find a trace of the feeling of the past.

There were quite a few people in the church, monks in blood-colored crusade robes kneeling on peews praying, a priest in front of them preaching to some people, and the whole church was humming slightly.

I knelt on the bench next to me, put my hands in front of my face, and scanned the lobby again, and I looked around me and saw that there was nothing out of the ordinary. I looked at an elderly bearded man next to me, who was muttering to himself with his forehead on his hands that were propped up and clenched crossed.

I listened to him and couldn't hear what he said, so when he finally raised his head slightly, I tilted my head slightly to look at him, "Brother, can you do me a favor?" ”

He didn't look at me as hostile as I thought, nor did he have the madness that I remembered, the man's face was a little wide, and the big face had a wide mouth and a wide nose. This is like a crazy bloody believer, does this seem to be an honest man?

"What's wrong?" He said softly. Although it was soft, his voice was thick enough.

"I was a servant of Renaud Mograini, and now I have come to him." I say. "But I ...... Just came here and wanted to inquire about him......"

He listened to my words, and there was a hint of surprise on his face, but immediately frowned slightly, "You...... Is it his domestic servant? He interrupted me.

"Ever." I said, "Many, many years ago, when his father was still ...... Grand Lord. ”

He shook his head lightly, "Didn't you inquire when you came here?" ”

"What?" I feigned surprise.

"He's dead." The man's brow furrowed even tighter.

"Huh?" I almost jumped.

He was startled by my sudden uprightness, but fortunately I didn't make any noise, and he hurried to pull me and motioned for me to sit down.

"Dead?" I looked at him with wide eyes, "Is what you said true?" ”

He snorted softly, "What am I lying to you for?" ”

"This ...... When did it happen? ”

"Two days ago." He said.

"Oh my God!" I gritted my teeth, "Oh my God! I clenched my fists as I spoke.

"How did you die?" I pressed on.

"Killed." The man didn't seem to want to say anything more.

"Killed? By whom? ”

"Assassinated, I don't know the exact cause of death." He said.

He ...... No...... Your commanders? ”

"It doesn't affect the outcome." He looked at me again and then stood up to walk out, and he stretched out his hand to signal him to go. I dodged to make way for him and watched the man leave the church.

Am I late?

I'm not dreaming!